Eighteen Years of Legendary Wave

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He looked haggard.

Malaise.

When Su Qingyue walked past the office, she only felt that Xiaoxian Sanqing didn't sleep well last night.

Both eyes were red, obviously staying up overnight.

Exhausted.

Although the hair is neatly combed, the temples are already very long and thick.

It looks like it hasn't been cut for a long time.

A brand-new Nike still can't conceal this heavy fatigue.

On the contrary, this kind of fatigue is deepened.

At this moment, Su Qingyue suddenly thought of those tired programmers.

Ouyang was lying on the sofa and was about to fall asleep, just like this.

I remembered what Qiao Zhen said, they were all tired and demanded the number of words a day.

And Xiaoxian didn't prepare for it.

To understand what Qiao Zhen said better, their time is precious.

Su Qingyue sighed secretly, feeling that it was not easy to do anything.

It is not easy for others to make a difference.

Shaking hands with him, I think his skin is good.

Two people introduce each other.

Su Qingyue handed over his business card.

Xiaoxian looked down and nodded: "Mr. Su, shall we hurry up?" He was a little embarrassed, and then explained: "I finally got out today. I have to cut my head later. I also want to have some wine with some friends." He said, giving people a kind of prisoner who has managed to get out of the air and cherishes time very much.

Su Qing smiled and expressed understanding.

Then introduce him to other people.

From Tian Zhong to Wang Xinjie, to Zhou Ziyou.

Everyone smiled and shook hands.

Then they walked to the conference room together, Su Qingyue asked him casually: "I heard that you don't have a chapter prepared?"

"Hey, isn't it..." Xiaoxian sighed suddenly, the fatigue was released, and even transmitted to Su Qingyue, he went on to say: "The past two years are really worse than death. Others go to jail for some reason. There is still a time to let the wind go every day. It’s good for me. I often don’t go out for a week."

"I heard it on the Internet that your unpreparedness is more of a style." Wang Xinjie interjected.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoxian rolled his eyes immediately and retorted dissatisfiedly: "Who said that? It's the people on the Internet? They also said that I am a cook and a teacher. I feel like I am a writer, and I feel like I am a writer. It's time to get on the horse and set the world."

When he said this, Wang Xinjie hurriedly apologized.

Xiaoxian waved his hand, indicating that it was all right.

He explained to everyone: "Who said I don't want to be prepared? I can't do it," he complained: "Our business is before you become popular, it is best not to be prepared. Because you may have prepared several Months, I passed it up and looked at the data, and found that the direction was wrong, everything was in vain."

After he spoke, Su Qingyue discovered that Xiaoxian would become very talkative as long as he talked about his profession.

And there is a sense of humor.

I am gratified for this opening, at least everyone does not appear to be very happy.

There is no strong barrier, and he speaks casually.

At this time, everyone realized that the author was not easy.

There are many ways to write.

Then I heard him and Su Qingyue half jokingly complained: "Now when I hear others say that I am so good, I feel so angry that I want to kill."

Wang Xinjie said: "Whoever wants to say that we like to work overtime, I also want to kill."

Looking at his haggardness, Su Qingyue can understand him.

After all, he has worked as a reporter.

Know how difficult it is to think of a manuscript from beginning to end.

The spirit must be online all the time, and the spirit is highly stressed.

I'm thinking about how to deal with a clip when I eat and sleep.

And his column is not a daily newspaper.

It's a headache for him once a week.

Not to mention them, every day...

Now, he feels that web authors and programmers are the same.

It's all about making money with life.

Everyone talked and laughed and entered the meeting room.

After sitting down, they took out their notebooks.

Sanqing Xiaoxian sat opposite Su Qingyue.

The atmosphere became tense in an instant, and everyone quickly returned to the cramps they had when they first met.

Su Qingyue immediately realized that this was not the atmosphere he wanted.

What he needs is to relax, lively, and speak freely.

Looking at Xiaoxian again, it was a bit embarrassing.

No more talkative feeling when I came just now.

I remembered what Qiao Zhen said to him that many authors were not good at words.

They need a little relaxing environment to be able to say what they want.

Su Qing realized that this kind of nervousness would make Xiao Xian unable to speak.

And this is not what he wants.

The next moment he said: "Just leave a record. Let's just chat about the rest of the people. Don't make the atmosphere like a meeting." He said, provoking a slightly relaxed topic: "Your novel, I see When the time came, I didn't think it was particularly powerful, but I didn't know why I watched it, and then it was out of control..."

"I guess it's because I wrote an ordinary person. In addition, I showed a lot of settings in the early stage, and some of them were past, which seemed flat and straightforward. So everyone didn't like it very much at first, but slowly looked in and couldn't let it go." He said, obviously relaxed, and said: "Actually, when I first wrote this, I thought about playing games."

"Oh?" Tanaka raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Xiaoxian tells everyone that he is an experienced gamer.

So everyone talked about the imaginary game again.

The more you talk, the happier.

Su Qingyue found that he was indeed a very thoughtful author.

He also expressed his thoughts about "That Little Fairy Qi" and told him: "In fact, we don't just want to make your novel into a game. We also hope that it will be in the future, as well as cartoons, movies, and other Derivatives become a real fantasy universe."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Hearing Su Qingyue's words, Xiaoxian Sanqing said several times in succession. He was obviously excited, as if he had found a soulmate and said: "In fact, it has always been mine to build a world. Dream. Let me put it this way. There is no internet novel author who does not want his novel to become a game or an anime."

"There are live-action movies." Su Qingyue said.

"Hey, I don't dare to expect a live-action movie," he said, "I will be super content if I can make games and animations."

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Su Qingyue nodded at this time, and said: "So we will start step by step, starting with the game first, moving to other areas little by little, and slowly linking it up."

"I want to watch what you said now." He scratched his head involuntarily, thought for a moment, and then said: "President Su, although I can't say that I understand your games. But I dare to say that I understand novels and I think the future of fantasy , Will definitely be better than martial arts, because now these kinds of novels are all young people."

"Yes, this is what I think," Su Qingyue said: "The reason why I chose Xuanhuan is to choose a future."

They continued to talk as they spoke.

A little bit of time passed by.

Little Xian slowly stopped mentioning time.

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