I don't want to be a big star

Chapter 9 Zuo Qian is about to release the fairy sword

Today is destined to be a restless day.

Zuo Qian got up early, brushed his teeth and washed his face, Shi Shiqi went out early as usual, and Zuo Qian couldn't see her at all early in the morning.

While Zuoqian was sleepwalking, in the suburbs of Kyoto, there was a football field, and here was the training base of China National Football Team.

Coach An Xun is a middle-aged man with white temples and slightly fat. He came to the waiting room early in the morning as usual. Now that the team members have not come yet, he saw a book of floral fragrances on the table, and he picked it up and flipped through it. Coincidentally, I turned to [On Chinese Football].So, he looked at it with great interest, thinking, the people still pay attention to the China National Football Team now!

But the further down he went, the darker his face became. When he saw 【Football coaches will give instructions to his players face-to-face before the game: "If you can't grab the ball, just kick it in the opponent's leg!"】, An Coach Xun almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

His chest heaved and he looked down. The more he looked, the uglier his face became. At this time, a player came in. It was Wang Feng, the captain of the Huaxia National Football Team. As soon as he entered the lounge, he saw the coach holding a magazine with an ugly expression. His chest was heaving, and he couldn't help walking over curiously, wondering what the coach was looking at?Angry like this?
At this time, coach An Xun saw the last sentence of the Zen master, "I want you to pull the chicken 8 down!".

Coach An Xun was so angry that he ran away immediately. He got up and waved his hand, grabbed the magazine and threw it on the ground violently, and said angrily with wide eyes, "Nonsense, this is simply nonsense!"

"Coach! Coach! Don't be angry!" Wang Feng was taken aback, and hurried forward to comfort him.At this time, the members of the football team were chatting and laughing in groups and had just entered the lounge when they saw the coach lose his temper, and they were all startled.

what happened?Who pissed off the coach?
Coach An Xun was really angry, he felt a wave of anger in his chest rushing straight to his brain, he felt dizzy for a moment, he staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

The players saw each other and ran up quickly.

"Coach! Coach!"

"Coach, you're fine!"

"Hurry up and send the coach to the infirmary!"

A group of team members hurriedly sent the coach to the infirmary, and the captain Wang Feng picked up the flower magazine on the ground before leaving, and went to the infirmary together.

At the door of the infirmary, a group of big-eyed and small-eyed people stared at each other. Only Wang Feng was looking for something with a magazine. After a while,
"Captain, you are the one who made the coach angry again?" A tall player asked curiously,
"No!" Wang Feng shook his head, flipped through the magazine and said, "I saw the coach read this magazine when I came here, and then I fainted."

A group of players were curious and gathered around one by one. What magazine can make the coach faint?

When Wang Feng told humorous stories, he saw [On Chinese Football].

A group of people finished watching silently without a single sound. At this moment, they finally understood why the coach fainted from anger.

Not long after, a voice of exasperation sounded.

"What is written here! It's just nonsense."

"Written by this idiot, can it be published in a magazine?"

"Who is this Zuo Qian? Don't tell me to see him in the future! Labor and management will beat you once."

"If I see him, count me in. If I don't send this grandson to the hospital, I won't be able to swallow this bad breath."

"Count me in too!"

"Count me in!"

"This kid is so gutsy that he won't be relieved even if he is beaten up."

At this time the captain spoke,

"There's no need to hit people. It's not good for us. Let me handle this matter. I have a classmate who works in the State Press and Publication Administration and manages all paper publications. As long as I make a phone call, I will be in minutes." Get rid of him. Since you dare to mess with our China National Football Team, you must pay the price."

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At this time, Zuo Qian turned on the computer while humming a little song, created a document, and wrote a [-]-word outline of Legend of Sword and Fairy.Then leisurely opened KK and clicked on Li Li's chat window.

Jade-faced Peter Pan: Editor Li, are you there?

After about 5 minutes,
Li Li from Flower Fragrance Magazine: Yes.Is there a problem?
Jade-faced Peter Pan: That's it. I have a novel now, and I plan to sell the copyright. Will you take it?

Li Li from Flower Fragrance Magazine: I don’t review the novel. I’ll review the KK of the novel editor for you. You can send it to him when the time comes.

Zuo Qian frowned, and sighed helplessly,
Jade-faced Peter Pan: OK!
After a while, Li Lifa came to review the KK of the novel editor, Zuo Qian searched, and saw the other party's screen name, Le Jiayan from Huaxiang Magazine.It looked like it was a woman's name. Zuo Qian clicked on the information, and it said 23 years old.Yo, it's my age!I just don't know what it looks like.

Zuo Qian sent the document over excitedly, typing a few words on the keyboard with his fingers.

Jade-faced Peter Pan: Hello, beauty!Do you still accept novels?

Le Jiayan from Huaxiang Magazine: Accepted.

It's too simple, if it wasn't for the fact that the other party is a woman, Zuo Qian would never want to have another word with the other party.

Jade-faced Peter Pan: I have an outline here, and I will send it to you now.

Le Jiayan from Huaxiang Magazine: OK!
Zuo Qian curled his lips, still so concise, he thought evilly, could it be the aunt who came?But he sent it anyway.

There is no way, Zuo Qian has no readership, and there is no money to fight for if it is posted on Weiwei.But if you go directly to the publishing house, they may not be willing to see you.So I planned to send an outline to Huaxiang Magazine.

Anyway, a [-]-word outline is like a summary, nothing at all.Even if they wanted to write it themselves, they couldn't write anything at all.

Zuo Qian waited leisurely with his legs crossed. After waiting for an hour and seeing no reply, he felt a little bored.Open the webpage, log in to Weiwei and take a look, and see that Weiwei is still very popular at this moment.

Zuo Qian took a closer look, hey~!This comment is over a thousand.And Weiwei's fans have also increased from more than 2000 to more than 5000.How long has it been!It's halfway to [-] at once.

He didn't plan to reply to the news, because there were too many people and he couldn't come back.If you don't reply to the message, you can still maintain a high enough force.Zuo Qian happily wants to take a selfie, like those stars on the earth, who is free to post a selfie or something.

But when I wiped the pockets of my trousers, I found nothing.Zuoqian was confused. He forgot that he hadn't bought a mobile phone yet, so he couldn't pretend.Unexpectedly, I don't even have a mobile phone now, it's so miserable!
It seems that we should wait until the payment for the novel manuscript arrives!Zuo Qian had great confidence in Immortal Sword One, even if it was just a rough outline, he would definitely be able to conquer those editors.

Zuo Qian didn't play all day these few days.He has also read some novels in this world. There are many types, but they are basically literary.Furthermore, there are romance novels of the youth type, not even a sci-fi one.

And what kind of fantasy, city, magic, science fiction!None.It's no wonder that no one in this world reads in front of a computer.

(End of this chapter)