I'm just a little white face who doesn't need to fight

Chapter 14 Fanatical fans

On the beach, Chu He, who couldn't help but laugh, packed up his drawing board and brushes.

And Su Muyan went back to the villa to play games alone.

Tomorrow is the weekend, she doesn't have to go to class, so she came here specially to stay overnight.

As a result, Chuhe hiccupped, and he did it when he taught Chuhe a lesson, which was embarrassing.

Even though Su Muyan is a carefree and lively girl, she still feels ashamed, it's really unladylike.

Chuhe didn't care, he put away his things, went back to the living room to eat and drink, and made up the idea of ​​Su Muyan.

You can't just let her go because you think she's a little cute, the pleasure value still has to be earned.

"Miss Su, I'll take you to eat chicken." Chu He knocked on the door with his notebook in his hand.

"Just come in." Su Muyan didn't lock the door.

Chu He pushed the door and entered, Su Muyan stared at the screen intently, then gritted his teeth: "Sneak attack me again!"

She is dead.

One moment she was still embarrassed, but the next moment she was addicted to the game, she is really full of personality.

Chuhe snickered, sat down beside her, and the two teamed up to eat chicken, which was a joy.

"There is someone here, hurry up, behind the tree, hit him, hit him!"

"Give me a third-level head, you don't need the head iron."

"Hey, don't talk to the girl in the game, concentrate on it."

Su Muyan never stopped talking. In order to win, she wanted to pinch Chuhe.

Fortunately, Chuhe's skills are excellent, and he basically eats the chicken, which makes Su Muyan cheer for joy.

Unknowingly, Chuhe earned a full [-] pleasure points and became rich!
But it was getting late, and Su Muyan was also tired, so she grabbed her bathrobe and went to take a bath, yawning again and again.

She is heartless, once she gets tired, she immediately loses her enthusiasm for games and just wants to sleep, which is amazing.

Chuhe gave up, and was satisfied with earning [-] pleasure points.

When he returned to his bedroom, the first thing he did was to purchase the follow-up content of "Poetry and the Sea".

"The host consumes [-] pleasure points to purchase the [-]-word content of "Poetry and the Sea."

Chuhe spent all his money, leaving only two hundred pleasure points for self-defense.

One hundred thousand characters were entered in the account, and Chuhe browsed like an electricity, and his soul was shocked again.

There is a climax here, the heroine stands on the cliff by the sea, trying to throw the alien baby in her arms to death.

In the stormy wind, the heroine couldn't help crying when she thought of her deceased daughter, but the innocent eyes of the alien baby illuminated by lightning still softened her heart.

She turned around and left the sea, which opened the prelude to the poem of the sea, and led human civilization to perish.

Chuhe couldn't help but trembled a little, and got goosebumps all over his body. How shocking the power of words is.

The desperation and hope in it make people breathless, but they don't want to shrink back and run forward all the way.

It took Chuhe a long time to calm down, and knocked down the new one hundred thousand characters.

It can't be finished in one night, and his code word speed is too slow.

He first typed [-] words and sent it to editor Liu Qiang, then took a bath and rested.

Tomorrow morning he was going to buy the magazine "Science Fiction World", so he had to sleep at least tonight.

The editorial department at this moment.

Liu Qiang received Chu Xiaohe's manuscript, and Mr. Ye read it excitedly.

The two also had a premonition of the climax, and there was a certain depressive color in their eyes.

But the [-] words did not describe the climax, and the two were inevitably disappointed.

"Chu Xiaohe must be very busy recently. His ability to control words is really at the peak, and he is so diligent."

"Yeah, let's not be lazy, the magazine will be released tomorrow, and we need to receive feedback from readers as soon as possible."

Readers' feedback is actually a message on the "Science Fiction World" website.

In this issue, the address of the website is specially marked in the magazine, which is convenient for readers to log in and give feedback.

In fact, this is the decision of the president Yuan Huaying. Yuan Huaying has a very strategic vision and has already set his sights on the cake of online literature.

"As soon as "Poetry and the Sea" comes out, pirated copies will fly everywhere. Our own website can't meet the serialization requirements, so we first set up a forum to attract readers."

"I will negotiate with the top domestic literature websites in the next few days. We must not only take the physical route, but also the online route. Don't let the pirated version seize the opportunity."

Yuan Huaying said so, the strategic goal is extraordinary.

Mr. Ye and Liu Qiang will naturally not object, as long as the higher ups are willing to allocate funds, then the Internet will also be developed.

The sky outside the building was extremely dark, and it was dawn.

After dawn, a ray of light flashed across the eastern sky, and the earth woke up.

At this time, in major cities across the country, "Science Fiction World", which was printed overnight, has been sold and moved to major bookstores and book kiosks.

This is so commonplace that ordinary people don't even notice boxes of books in cars passing by.

Of course, die-hard fans of Science Fiction World are still excited that the magazine is finally on sale.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Liu Zhiqing had already driven to work.

She got up early, not because of any urgent matter, but simply because she had enough sleep.

Getting up early is also good. She went for a ride, and then went around to the familiar book stand.

The boss just opened the business, and he was stunned for a while when he saw the Porsche parked in front of him.

"Boss, the latest issue of "Science Fiction World"." Liu Zhiqing smiled softly.

The boss was stunned for a while, feeling a little reserved.

He quickly took out a copy of "The World of Science Fiction" and handed it to Liu Zhiqing. Liu Zhiqing gave the money and took the magazine to the car.

Unfortunately, her secretary, Shihan Glasses Girl, also came.

Shihan also got up early today, and specially came to buy "Science Fiction World", because President Liu was looking forward to it yesterday.

Now the president and secretary met.

Shi Han was immediately uneasy, why did the president buy it himself?Do you despise yourself for not doing things well?

"President Liu, you..."

"Morning, get in the car, I'll take you to the company." Liu Zhiqing waved her hand, there was no trace of coldness.

Shi Han was flattered and got into the car like a little girl in love.

Liu Zhiqing looked at her with a little amused look in her eyes.

What a young girl.

The Porsche drove away, and Liu Zhiqing drove the car to the company's underground parking garage.

She is still in no hurry to go to work, it's still early.

She took out "Science Fiction World" expectantly, and wanted to read the new article, so she might as well take a quick glance first.

At this glance, she found that the cover of the impurity was different from usual, this time the cover was definitely designed by a master.

The blue sea, white clouds, and blurred buildings on the bottom of the sea create a delicate and depressing picture.

Such a picture must correspond to that new article.

""Poetry and the Sea"?" Liu Zhiqing saw the large characters on the cover, that was the article highly recommended in this issue, and it was also a masterpiece in the mouth of the female editor.

Liu Zhiqing directly turned to the serialized page of "Poetry and the Sea", glanced quickly, and didn't intend to waste much time.

But after a few glances, she felt that her reading was too rough, so she slowed down to read the beginning.

This time, she fell.

Poetry and the sea poured into her head, the beautiful poetry, the oppressive sea, and the mysterious seabed almost made Liu Zhiqing hold her breath.

She seemed to think of the song of the sea in her ears. That night, someone who blew the sound of the conch by the sea subtly matched "Poetry and the Sea".

(End of this chapter)