Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 18

Hospitals, wards.

Fang Yi sat on the hospital bed, peeled an orange, and carefully tore off the white tangerine on the orange.

He didn’t pick up and break a piece of orange and handed it over until after they were all torn.

Zhao Wanqiu stepped forward slightly, ate the oranges, and said, “Brother Yi, I can be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow.”

“so fast!”

Fang Yi was a little surprised. From the time of the operation to the day after tomorrow, it was only four days after he was fully paid.

“The doctor said that my wound has recovered very well.” Zhao Wanqiu said, opening a small mouth slightly, it looked like a bird waiting to be fed.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yi smiled slightly, and again broke a piece of orange and stuffed it into her mouth, and asked, “Do you still want to cough now?”

“Occasionally I still want to cough, but it’s better than yesterday!” Zhao Wanqiu squinted his eyes slightly, and his two white feet shook slightly, seemingly very comfortable.

Usually she has such an expression, it means she is in a good mood at the moment.

Fang Yi finished feeding an orange and was about to get up to wash his hands, but Zhao Wanqiu grabbed it.

“Brother Yi, I still want to eat it, so you can peel another one for me!”

“Row!”

Fang Yi nodded, took another one out of the bag, peeled off the skin, and slowly tore off the white orange network.

Zhao Wanqiu watched him peeling oranges so quietly, with a smile on his lips.

When he was young, Fang Yi just peeled oranges for him to eat.

Eating oranges in his mouth, Zhao Wanqiu curiously asked, “Brother Yi, what have you been up to lately?”

For two days, every time after visiting herself, Fang Yi said that she had something to be busy, which made her very curious.

Fang Yi explained: “Didn’t I tell you that night? I have been busy writing novels recently.”

“What novel? Can you show me?”

Sure enough, as Fang Yi expected that day, under normal circumstances, Zhao Wanqiu would definitely be clamoring to watch.

Fang Yi smiled and said: “I was contacting the publishing house recently. When it is published, I will give you a copy.”

“Then don’t forget when you come.” Zhao Wanqiu exhorted.

The two were talking, when the door of the ward was pushed open, Wang Juan walked in with a straw hat.

Fang Yi said hello, “Aunt Wang, here comes!”

For the past two days, Wang Juan has been with Zhao Wanqiu day and night to take care of her, and has no time to go home.

This morning, while Fang Yi came to visit Zhao Wanqiu, Wang Juan asked him to take care of her. She went home and washed the clothes that her mother had changed in the past two days, and cleaned the house by the way.

“Xiao Yi, thanks to you, otherwise Auntie won’t even have time to wash her clothes.” Wang Juan smiled and thanked.

Although she was smiling and thanking, Fang Yi felt very embarrassed when she heard it.

After chatting with them a few more words, Fang Yi got up and left.

After Fang Yi left, Wang Juan looked at her daughter dozingly and asked, “Yaoer, mom will peel an orange for you to eat?”

“Stop eating!”

Hearing this, Zhao Wanqiu immediately shook his head into a rattle.

She has a secret that no one knows, including Wang Juan.

In fact, she doesn’t like to eat oranges at all.

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When I rode to the Feiyu Internet Cafe, I felt a heat wave gushing from the Internet cafe before I even entered the door.

No, you have to quickly sell the copyright and buy a computer.

Who can stand this every day?

Thinking of this, he didn’t update the novel immediately after getting on the computer, but opened the writer’s backstage and glanced at it.

When he didn’t see the news inside the station, Fang Yi couldn’t help frowning.

Good guy, really calm down.

Play with your heart, right, then let’s try it.

With a sneer, Fang Yi began to code.

After another crackling, 15,000 words were freshly released.

He deliberately stuck the plot in the high court of Jingjue Ancient City, and then attached a paragraph of text after the main text.

“For some reason, the novel will be updated indefinitely. As for when it will be updated, it is to be determined.”

After posting this paragraph with an update of 15,000 words, Fang Yi went to the Tianya Forum, Xici Hutong and other major forums and then left the plane.

In fact, the publisher’s approach is easy to understand. It is nothing but a posture of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. The purpose is to make him anxious, so as to keep the price down when the contract is negotiated.

This is a well-known little routine in the market.

At the negotiating table, whoever rushes first loses.

But Fang Yi was not used to them, because he had enough confidence compared to before.

Although “Ghost Blowing the Lantern” was only serialized under the banyan tree for a few days, it was really on fire, and its popularity steadily ranked first under the banyan tree.

In addition, you can see people discussing “Ghost Blowing Lantern” in major forums, BBS, and even chat rooms like Tianya Forum, Xici Hutong, Sina, Sohu.

A few days ago, he was an obscure high school graduate.

But now, he is already a popular novelist all over the Internet, and he has the identity to talk to publishing houses on an equal footing.

After leaving the Internet cafe, Fang Yi rode home under the scorching sun, and there was still a date in the evening.

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What Fang Yi didn’t know was that because of today’s update, the editorial office under Banyan Tree was completely exploded.

Starting at three o’clock, the editorial department received the first call, followed by the second, and the third…

Soon, the phone became bombarded.

Li Jie was going crazy at the moment. In just one hour, she had received hundreds of calls, almost never stopped.

The tone, words, and dialects of these calls are different, but in the final analysis, they only express one meaning: Why is “Ghost Blowing Lantern” broken?

f*ck, Laozi looked right, but the author suddenly came to an indefinite update.

This makes these simple millennial readers feel the fear of being dominated by Ouchi in advance.

“I really don’t know why he wants to stop the watch, you ask me who do I ask? Well, well, if there is the latest news, I will definitely notify you.” Resisting the urge to curse, Li Jie hung up again.

At this moment, she also didn’t understand why the author of “Ghost Blowing the Lantern” had to stop updating it indefinitely.

Inspiration dried up?

It’s not like, looking at the part he updated today, it doesn’t look like the inspiration is exhausted, but the more you write, the better.

Li Jie wanted to call and ask, but Fang Yi didn’t leave his phone number, only a penguin number. .