Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

Chapter 22 Deep City Routines

After finally talking about his ex-girlfriend with his mother Xu Yixin, Wang Zihao was finally pardoned and allowed to leave.

After going to the bathroom, he entered the study immediately.

Filial piety must be fulfilled, and money must not be left behind.

If "Shading the Sky" fails, then start all over again.

This time, Wang Zihao plans to choose a book that is more suitable for newcomers to start.

On Peach Blossom Island, he had already chatted with Ma Tengfei about some genres of online literature.

At the beginning, the whole family was killed, or the wife and daughter were abused... the street has long been dead, and the new couple can't touch it.

There are a lot of waste materials or geniuses in the beginning, but there is nothing to complain about. Well-written, they are also popular.

An hour and a half later, Wang Zihao stopped writing and checked the time. It was not yet 11:30.

"A Fei, are you still asleep while coding?" Wang Zihao sent a message to Ma Tengfei.

"As for the code words, how could it be possible to go to bed so early, and the task of 1 words is still unfinished." Ma Tengfei asked: "Have you finished coding Chapter [-] of the new book?"

Wang Zihao looked at the number of words he had copied in an hour and a half: 450 two.

"I've written three chapters, and I'll send it to you first." After replying to the iron buddies, Wang Zihao sent the document.

Three chapters?

Ma Tengfei, who clicked to receive the document, was a little surprised to see the information of his best friend.

It was three hours ago that he and Wang Zihao went home separately.

Counting three hours of code words for the best friend, three chapters for three hours, and an average of [-] words per chapter, that is [-] words.

The newcomer's coding speed is so fast, it's scary.

Even if Ma Tengfei himself has been in the industry for four years, he often cannot reach the speed of [-] per hour.

"Okay, let me take a look first." After receiving the document and replying to Wang Zihao, Ma Tengfei opened it.

When the document was opened, he was a little dumbfounded looking at the word count below.

This is not six thousand characters, it is ten thousand and four hundred and fifty-two characters.

The speed exceeds [-], is this still a rookie?
No wonder, the best friend said before that he is a tentacle monster level player.

If this is not the beginning of a new book, which needs to be carefully crafted, the speed of the iron buddies will not reach the legendary five or six thousand, right?
There are such people in the online literature world, but Ma Tengfei has only heard about it, does not know it, and has not witnessed it with his own eyes, so he sometimes doubts its authenticity.

Ma Tengfei was amazed that he was born with code words, and he could support himself by writing waste manuscripts.

Afterwards, he began to review manuscripts for Wang Zihao.

During this trial, his face became more and more serious.

Before I knew it, I had finished reading three chapters.

After discovering that there was no text, Ma Tengfei was shocked.

What the hell, was it written by a rookie?
Or was it written in three hours?

"Haohao." Ma Tengfei hurriedly sent a message to his best friend.

Wang Zihao is preparing for the internal submission, editing the document and email content according to the format requirements.

"Have you finished watching?" Wang Zihao replied to the message.

"Steady, steady!" Ma Tengfei thought it was troublesome to type, so he made a voice call with an excited voice: "Haohao, your three chapters are [-] words... In the future, you will sign a contract and put it on the shelves, and it will definitely create another genre-the divorce style."

"Retirement flow?"

Wang Zihao hasn't read the books of the good buddies yet, so he doesn't know the writing level of the good buddies, but he can tell from the judgment of the good buddies.

"Yes, I don't think you need to vote for internal signing, just post it directly, no problem." Ma Tengfei has read countless online articles on various topics.

However, there are only a handful of people who suppress hatred first and then raise it to the level of Wang Zihao.

"I consulted on the Writer's Forum and posted it directly. After [-] words, there will be an editorial cross-review, and a small number of editors will review it in advance. If it is an internal vote, how long will it take to get the result?" Wang Zihao asked.

Ma Tengfei hesitated, and said: "It's hard to say. Some editors can give the results the next day. If they select in the morning, they can even get the results in the afternoon. Some of them only give a reply in two or three days. Cough, I don't want to sign after the review, and then I won't give it." Editing of results, too."

"A Fei, help me find a more reliable editor. I'll vote first. Now I'd rather be with Liu...I'd rather lie down than write tens of thousands of words in vain, and fail to sign the contract in the end." Wang Zihao said.

Not long after saying this, Wang Zihao became a prophecy.

When Ma Tengfei introduced his responsible editor to him, Liu Qianqian sent him a message when he had just sent the manuscript and hadn't closed the email page: "Have you returned to Jinhu Mansion tonight, are you free tomorrow?"

Seeing Liu Qianqian's message, Wang Zihao didn't reply, pretending he didn't see it.

As long as he ignored her and she didn't withdraw, at least he could sit back and relax and sleep well tonight.

But unexpectedly, within a minute, Liu Qianqian called.

Wang Zihao was a little angry, and after the ring rang for more than ten seconds, he connected the phone: "Sleeping, what are you calling?"

"I just came back from the recording studio, and the car was parked on Lianhu [-]nd Road." Liu Qianqian said aggrievedly.

Wang Zihao was surprised, Lianhu [-]nd Road, which intersects with Huanhu Road, is a road west of Jinhu Mansion.

The Wang family is in a building in Jinhu Mansion, next to Lianhu [-]nd Road.

The city has a lot of routines, and Wang Zihao was tricked by Liu Qianqian to get the detailed address of his home - Jinhu Mansion Phase I, Building 3902 [-].

On Lianhu [-]nd Road, the location of Wang Zihao's house can be located without counting the floors too carefully.

The whole building has 43 floors, counting from bottom to top, the difficulty may be a bit high, and it will be tricky to count.

But counting from the top down, it's easy to find.

Sure enough, before Wang Zihao could speak, Liu Qianqian said again: "I counted several times and confirmed the location of your house. The residents on the upper and lower floors are all dark, but your house is still lit. The apartment type of your building I found the picture. The room with the light on is not the master bedroom, but the second bedroom. You must be sleeping in the second bedroom, and the second bedroom is either a sleeping room or a study. It’s so late, and the lights in the second bedroom are still on, except for young people You, not your parents."

If it wasn't for being killed by the company just now, Wang Zihao must have been very moved by Liu Qianqian's behavior, but now he is a little annoyed: "It's late at night, you count the floors that are free, what's wrong!"

"Don't be angry, I often lie too, I just smiled and let it go when I was exposed." Being scolded for something wrong, Liu Qianqian was not angry, but coaxed Wang Zihao to come.

This is the feeling, from childhood to adulthood, her family dotes on her, and her contemporaries take good care of her. It is rare for a boy younger than herself to let her unlock her sister's skills, and she enjoys it very much.

"I'm not lying. I'm already asleep. I just forgot to turn off the light in the study. I'll get up now and turn it off." Wang Zihao refused to admit that he had lied.

"I saw a man holding a mobile phone at the window of the study, wearing a blue T-shirt, who looked a lot like you." Liu Qianqian said.

Beside the window, Wang Zihao's face turned red, and before he could speak, Liu Qianqian said again: "Are you looking for the red princess? It's very eye-catching. My car is parked on the side of Lianhu [-]nd Road."

"You still brought binoculars?" Wang Zihao blushed and his neck was thick. He saw the red princess, but the floor was too high and it was night, so he couldn't see the people inside the car clearly.

"I got it from my parents' house yesterday. I bought it a long time ago. It's high-definition and military. I can see your blushing." Liu Qianqian said proudly.

Wang Zihao wants to flip the table, peeping tom!
ten miles away.

In a certain villa.

"Hey, where's my telescope? Why can't I find it? Wife, have you seen my telescope?" A middle-aged man came in from the balcony on the second floor and rummaged through the boxes in the living room.

Lianhu [-]nd Road.

Wang Zihao stood beside the red sports car, with a helpless expression on his face: "It's too late, you should go back early."

"The production of "A Diao" is completed, but I have to go to the recording studio tomorrow, you can go with me, okay?" Liu Qianqian looked tired, but her eyes were bright.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Zihao asked.

"Didn't I recruit a popular agent in the circle to start a company with me before? She didn't come empty-handed, and brought a newcomer with excellent qualifications." Liu Qianqian looked excited, and when she was still busy in the recording studio, Zhang Ruolan called her and said that he would find a newcomer with good potential to join him.

This newcomer is not Jing Shu, but another girl named Bai Ya.

Liu Qianqian did not refuse.

She is not keen on all kinds of commercial performances, if Zhang Ruolan only takes her, she may starve to death.

"Are you going to sing one of the songs to that newcomer? Make this song tomorrow?" Wang Zihao guessed Liu Qianqian's intention in no time.

As expected of the man I fell in love with, smart, Liu Qianqian nodded and asked, "Is it okay?"

"The contract we signed hastily, handwritten, is too rough and full of loopholes, it seems that you are not allowed to transfer the copyright." Wang Zihao was lost in thought.

"It's not allowed." Liu Qianqian was a little proud, leaving aside the friendship and so on, the contract would do her no harm at all.

The little man is too shallow to fight her.

"Then can you still ask me?" Wang Zihao felt that Liu Qianqian had the shadow of his ex-girlfriend, clingy and annoying.

I don't know if Teacher Liu will be as lazy as his ex-girlfriend. Sometimes his ex-girlfriend is so lazy that she wants to pee, and she won't move in bed, so she has to be carried to the bathroom by him.

Back and forth, without touching the ground.

"Don't be so angry. Now, this is for you." Liu Qianqian took out a beautifully packaged box from the car.

Wang Zihao didn't answer, his face was puzzled: "What is it?"

"Well, I'm ready to give your song to someone else, but you still refuse to accept my kindness?" Liu Qianqian coaxed.

"What are you talking about first?" Wang Zihao didn't want to take advantage of Liu Qianqian, and she didn't count when she drank too much that night.

ten miles away.

In a certain villa.

"Where's my razor? I just bought it from abroad, and it disappeared before it was opened?" In the bathroom of the master bedroom, a middle-aged man who was about to shave after taking a shower rummaged through the box.

Lianhu [-]nd Road.

"It turned out to be this, so I'm not being disrespectful, thank you!" Liu Qianqian agreed to unpack it on the spot. After Wang Zihao opened the box and saw what gift it was, he felt that it was worthless and agreed to accept it.

"You're welcome, some of the nine songs you sold me are not suitable for me, and I may have to resell two or three songs in the future." Liu Qianqian vaccinated Wang Zihao first: "You won't suffer."

I can suffer whatever losses I can, I have signed the contract, if I want to lose, I will lose already, Wang Zihao doesn't care.

I don't know what came to mind, Liu Qianqian's pretty face flushed, I will give you a vaccination now.

In the future, you will also give me an injection.

(End of this chapter)