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Chapter 618 The novel caused shock!

After returning to the capital, Li Zhifan began to prepare the script of "Latent".

The 30-episode TV script is completely different from the script of a movie, even if it is copied, it will take time.

But he forgot the quick blog post he posted this afternoon.

At this time, under the long blog that only wrote the first [-] words of the "Latent" short story, it has already exceeded [-] comments, and both likes and reposts have exceeded [-].

Li Zhifan was busy writing the script and didn't read it, so Zhou Ke stood beside him with his mobile phone and helped him read the popular replies one by one.

"Is this a celebrity story? Yu Zecheng? Why can't I find this character?"

"Is it just forwarding someone else's?"

"Wouldn't it be Li Zhifan who wrote it himself? Or... the prototype of Wolf Warrior Leng Feng?"

"It is obviously impossible to be the prototype of Leng Feng. Looking at the background of the story, it should be a story during the Anti-Japanese War, right?"

"Is there only so many? What about the ones below?"

"The bottom is gone..."

"Eunuch?"

"Wow! Go online and look for the source, don't look at the itching behind."

After Zhou Ke finished reading, he said happily to Li Zhifan: "Look at you, if you don't explain the ins and outs clearly, everyone will think where you transferred from!"

"Well, this effect is what I want!"

Li Zhifan typed cracklingly without raising his head.

Zhou Ke glanced at the strings of text on the computer, and said, "Don't you even have to think about it? You type so fast?"

Li Zhifan just stopped and looked at the document below. There are already more than 3000 words, and he only spent half an hour...

"yawn!"

Stretching and rubbing his fingers, he said to Zhou Ke, "Pour me a cup of coffee and another cup of strong tea. Go to bed early!"

"It's coffee and strong tea again, aren't you going to sleep?" Zhou Ke asked in a questioning tone.

"Get the beginning, um, let's get the script of an episode first!"

"You... are too boastful!"

Zhou Ke clicked his tongue and said, "Other screenwriters have changed and revised a play, and there is a team of screenwriters. If you are alone, you can probably write a good one."

"Go, pour water!"

Li Zhifan continued typing on the keyboard.

Zhou Ke pouted, turned around and went to make tea and coffee.

After a while, a small cup of coffee and a large cup of strong tea were placed beside the computer desk.

Li Zhifan glanced at it, brought the coffee with his left hand, and tapped on the keyboard with his right hand. Although the speed was slow, the speed of this movement was still comparable to that of ordinary people.

"too exaggerated!"

Zhou Ke was stunned, "Hurry up, come up to sleep after washing!"

"Ok!"

After Li Zhifan finished his coffee, he continued typing without looking back.

What he was talking about was one episode, but in fact it was far more than one episode. He was thinking about how much yards he could get. With the scripts of the first ten episodes, he could take the scripts and novels to find actors and advertisers.

After half an hour.

Li Zhifan was still typing, and hadn't heard of it in the middle, and he didn't drink the cup of tea.

Zhou Ke played with the phone for a long time, yawned and said, "Stop calling, come up and sleep!"

"En! Immediately!" Li Zhifan responded, picked up the teacup and drank a couple of sips, then buried his head and continued.

Zhou Ke snorted, pouted and acted coquettishly: "Come on, come on, come on the bed..."

"Stop talking, I'll sleep right away!" Li Zhifan remained the same.

"Hmph! Can't you come up?" Zhou Ke crossed his arms and glared at the back of Li Zhifan's head, "If you don't come up, I'll go to sleep!"

"Then you go to bed first!" Li Zhifan was completely puzzled, and still buried his head on the keyboard.

Five thousand words, ten thousand words, twenty thousand words, thirty thousand words...

When the cup of tea was finished, Li Zhifan had already written more than 6000 words. Looking at the time, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Twisting his neck and standing up, he found that his fingers were no longer in control. Looking back at Zhou Ke, he had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Li Zhifan went to the kitchen to find something to eat, and after wolfing it down, he went back to his room and went to bed contentedly.

Early the next morning.

After Zhou Ke woke up, she thought about whether she should make up the get out of class in the morning if she didn't wait for the class last night.

As a result, I touched the side of the bed and found that the other half was empty.

Then, he heard another crackling sound of typing on the keyboard, got up and saw that Li Zhifan was still sitting in front of the computer typing.

"You, you didn't sleep last night?"

Zhou Ke was so frightened that she jumped up and reprimanded, "Do you know about death from overwork? Have you ever heard of sudden death? You don't want to die?"

"I'm asleep!"

Li Zhifan raised his head and glanced at her, and then saved all the current files, "But I woke up relatively late, at 06:30 in the morning."

"Six o'clock..."

Zhou Ke glanced at the time on the computer, it is now 08:30, he just got up two hours earlier.

But then another question came to mind, and he asked with a straight face: "Then what time did you go to bed last night?"

"Well, I forgot!" Li Zhifan said.

Seeing Zhou Ke's aggressive eyes, he lied quickly: "It seems to be less than a little!"

"nonsense!"

Zhou Ke actually didn't know, but she didn't believe Li Zhifan's words. She stared at his eyes for a long time and saw that Li Zhifan's eyes were erratic, so she directly grabbed his arm and pulled him up, "Go to bed to catch up on sleep! I won't ask you Don't wake up!"

"Here, I have something to do this morning!"

"Nothing is more important than good health, go!"

"Okay, okay!"

Li Zhifan thought about pretending to sleep for a while, and after waiting for about half an hour, he woke up and said he was full of sleep.

However, it was noon after this sleep.

He opened his eyes and found that Zhou Ke was sleeping in his arms, so he pushed her and asked, "Hey, when will we eat?"

"Snoring..."

Zhou Ke pretended not to wake up, and held onto Li Zhifan's arm tightly to prevent him from getting up.

"Hey, grandma, I'm hungry!"

Li Zhifan hurriedly begged for forgiveness, "It's been a whole morning's sleep. I'm going to sleep early. Get up and let me eat something. Otherwise, I didn't die suddenly, but died of starvation."

"Hmph, the meal is ready!"

Zhou Ke finally couldn't hold back her words. She sat up and looked at Li Zhifan for a long time, making sure that his mental state was recovering well, and then went out of the bedroom, "Wash your face and brush your teeth, and prepare to eat your first meal of the day."

……

Two days later.

The latest issue of "Novel Monthly" published Li Zhifan's short story "Latent".

The novel collection is still in progress because of the adaptation of "Wolf Warrior".

However, the publication of this short story caused a sensation in the novel circles of Beijing and Tianjin.

Beijing Writers Association.

"Old Zhao, have you read the latest issue of "Novel Monthly"?"

"Look! You also want to ask about Li Zhifan's short story?"

"Well, that's what I'm talking about. This short story is well written! I haven't seen such a good short story for a long time."

"I don't think so. It's not certain if he wrote it himself!"

"I asked Lao Li just now. He has similar ideas to yours, but he doesn't recognize the merits of this short story."

"Written by a young actor in the literary and art circles, writing this thing requires life experience..."

(End of this chapter)