The country is unparalleled, I have achieved hundreds of millions

Needless to say about short stories, I must continue to publish "Seven Weapons".

"Sword of Longevity" has received such a good response, there is no reason to give up the remaining six books.It happened to be an exchange of the same series, and there was a discount, Yun Yongan waved his hand, bought the remaining six articles, and took the time to type them on the computer.

Based on the principle of striking while the iron is hot, Yun Yongan opened [Xianyun Literature Network].

Several white clouds drifted past, and on the slowly unfolding page, there was only one copy of "Sword of Longevity", hanging alone in the center.

"This is too desolate," Yun Yong'an briefly commented, logged into the exclusive account, and sent all the seven weapons behind.

In the conference room of Xianyun Company, the editor-in-chief Si Zijin was having a meeting with the editor-in-chief when he suddenly received an application for manuscript review and was stunned.

Right now, the website is still in the testing period, and there is no open registration function. Now only Yun Yongan, the chairman and general manager, has the right to upload novels.

Si Zijin hurriedly interrupted the meeting, clicked on the application, and as he guessed, Yun Yongan sent over a folder under the name of a ghostwriter.

"Farewell Hook, Peacock Feather, Jasper Sword, Passionate Ring, Overlord Sword. Five short stories, five names, each of which is fascinating."

Si Zijin opened the work, intending to quickly scan it without any sensitive content, but he didn't expect that this novel is so attractive.

He was not willing to skip and read. In front of many editors in the conference room, Si Zijin read carefully and applauded.

Everyone was aroused curiosity, asked Si Zijin for a copy, returned to their place, and looked at it seriously.

For a moment, there was only the sound of heavy breathing and occasional applause in the meeting room.

After finalizing the short story, Yun Yong'an opened another folder, which contained more than a dozen text documents, all of which were the beginning of the novel, and were the ancestors of various genres of novels in his previous life.

The novels in this world are only supported by martial arts and folk tales in Middle Earth. The light novels of Sakura Kingdom and the fantasy of Western countries are another supplement, but they are too monotonous after all, without the chaos and chaos of Yun Yongan's previous life.

Comprehension, prehistoric, spiritual revival,

Time travel, games, infinite reincarnation.

……

Too many choices, on the contrary, made Yun Yongan fall into confusion.

"One step ahead is a genius, two steps ahead is a lunatic, let's start with cultivation."

Cutting through the mess with a sharp knife, Yun Yongan selected Xiao Qian's "Journey to the Floating Miao", and sent the beginning of the [-] characters.

Yun Yong'an didn't know how Si Zijin would react when he received such a novel, but he was sure of one thing.

As the behind-the-scenes boss of Xianyun Literature Network, his novels must be signed and published.

After Jiang Xiaoai went through the small party carefully arranged by Yun Yongan, singing was not so nervous. During the rehearsal period, they recorded the vocal part of "Little Dimple" according to Yun Yongan's request, and after post-processing Finally, make a complete song master disc.

The short vacation is fleeting. The poor freshmen, after another week of hell training, are finally relieved. They can sit on the playground with peace of mind, play with their mobile phones, and enjoy the evening show.

The old principal who also served as the grand teacher babbled on the stage, saying that he should study hard and make progress every day, and the freshman party started smoothly.

The full name of Imperial Capital University is the Royal Academy of Imperial Capital, which is directly under the jurisdiction of the royal family. It is the strongest in all disciplines and fields, and the field of art is naturally no exception.

After the old principal sat down in the middle of the first row, he chatted casually with Gu Liangdan, the dean of the Art Academy on his right.

"Xiaogu, the west has just produced a piano goddess, Sandy Green, and the Sakura Kingdom has also produced a beautiful girl who claims to be 4000 years old, Mai Asami. What good seedlings do we have recently in the Daxian Empire?"

"Principal Cheng," Gu Liangdan pointed at the stage with a smile, "I'm a great man, rich in land and rich in resources, and good talents and beautiful jade can be found everywhere. At the party tonight, there are three good seedlings. Empty talk has no proof, so let me make a fool of myself."

The old headmaster was not angry, he stroked his beard and laughed kindly, "Then I will listen carefully."

"Principal Cheng, you may have to wait a little longer," Gu Liangdan flipped through the program schedule, apologetic, "Their programs are all at the end."

The old principal, who has been teaching and educating people all his life, had expected this for a long time. After taking a sip of hot tea from the thermos, he waved his hand casually, "I don't need to explain, I understand. Excellent programs are always put at the end. Otherwise, other children who perform will be hit, and it will be easy to perform abnormally."

The old principal's understanding made Gu Liangdan heave a sigh of relief.

Singing, dancing, cross talk, sketches.

The students on the stage performed hard, and the students off the stage cheered loudly.

With the rising of the bright moon, the party gradually came to an end, and finally ushered in the grand finale.

The student in charge of props moved several drums to the stage, placed eight drums around, and placed the largest one horizontally in the center.

Linghu Youyi wore a performance costume with water sleeves, and jumped onto the drum surface of the central drum with a light leap.

The two little ones folded their wide sleeves, sat on the side of the stage, plucked the strings lightly, and the crisp sound of the strings sounded, and Linghu Youyi immediately began to dance on the drum.

Everyone in the audience saw her petite body moving vertically and horizontally on the Diaolong drum, accompanied by the dancing of the sleeves, and the dull drum sound resounded throughout the audience.

The dance is majestic and the drums are turbulent and mighty, as if thousands of troops are right in front of you.

After dancing to a song, everyone cheered loudly and applauded like a wave.

Linghu Youyi took the two little ones and bowed three times to bow to the curtain call. After adding a short dance, she was able to leave.

"That's right, that's right," the old headmaster clapped his palms twice, "That girl from Linghu's family has also grown up and turned into a slim girl. Xiaogu, what's the next show, don't let her hold you back gone."

Gu Liangdan was full of confidence: "Principal Cheng, don't worry, the next program will not be as impressive as drums and dances. It's a pity that student Linghu has not experienced the baptism of real war, and he is still a little inferior in terms of emotions."

"Hey," the old headmaster sighed, "There's nothing to be sorry about. I'd rather be three points short of the drums and dance forever, and I don't want the flames of war to befall these children. War is no joke!"

Gu Liangdan quickly apologized: "Sorry, I made a slip of the tongue."

While the principal was chatting with the dean of art, the big drum on the stage had been moved down by the students from the logistics department.

Yun Yongan stepped on the accompaniment and came up from the east of the stage singing.

"I'm still looking for a support and a hug."

"Who prayed for me, worried for me, was angry for me and made trouble for me."

Jiang Xiaoai sang and walked up from the other side of the stage. After looking around for a week, when her eyes naturally fell on Yun Yongan, she found him frowning.But he immediately recovered his smile and looked at himself lovingly.

Because she was still performing on stage, Jiang Xiaoai could only temporarily put this doubt aside.