Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Luochuan has nothing to do recently.

The movie has been released, and the limited number of DVDs has been sold out soon. The new novel was also published on the magic phone a few days ago and was welcomed by customers. The address of the Alien Tavern has also been confirmed, but the original owner has also confirmed it. In preparing to leave, it was useless to be anxious, and he was not in a hurry either.

The problem of Yao Ziyan has also been resolved. Although I don’t know why this girl is inexplicably going to become the **** of fate in the mouths of customers, but the matter itself is actually good, and there is nothing negative about Yao Ziyan. Impact, so the specific reasons are not so important.

As for the construction of the movie world—this is something Luochuan drew a few days ago. At that time, it was speculated that the system was related to the main **** (of course, Luochuan still thinks so)—Luochuan hasn’t figured out the specific launch time yet, wait until the furnace. The stone tavern business is on track and should be the best choice.

According to Luochuan’s plan, the focus of the next development should be on the tavern. The new map can’t be opened and left alone. The construction of the movie world will wait until customers urge new products again, so that they can be perfunctory again. Time is up.

Luo Chuan felt that he was too witty.

Silently praised myself in my heart.

Yao Ziyan glanced at Luo Chuan strangely. Although the expression on the latter's face did not change much, the look in her eyes could not escape her eyes.

Maybe it's another "happy thing".

Yao Ziyan didn't want to ask, because she knew that Luo Chuan would probably use such words to perfuse her.

Humph, that's terrible.

Yao Ziyan hummed twice in his heart, but did not disturb a certain boss who was "imagining the future". Looking at it from her perspective, Luo Chuan's profile was clearly in sight.

The lines on his face are not tough, and I can faintly feel a bit of laziness, which is quite in line with Luochuan's character.

The hair was not taken care of, and looked a little messy. Because it hadn't been cut for a long time, it had grown to the point of the eyebrows.

His dark eyes were as clear as water, one hand was on his cheek, and he was looking forward slightly in a daze, not knowing what was thinking in his heart.

Looking at it this way, Luochuan is still pretty.

I don't know what it will look like when dressed up.

Yao Ziyan stared at Luochuan, with such a thought in his heart for no apparent reason.

Luo Chuan, who was thinking about the future and planning his life, suddenly noticed a weird feeling. He couldn't find the source and didn't know the reason, but his thoughts that had floated to the sky returned to reality. At the same time, he noticed the staring at him in a daze. Demon purple smoke.

The eyebrows were crooked, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Obviously, he was thinking of something happy. The keen Luo Chuan keenly sensed that Yao Ziyan's smile was the source of his feelings.

What the **** is this girl thinking!

Coughing softly twice, Yao Ziyan didn't move, her smile still remained.

Luochuan: "..."

No, I can't bear it anymore.

Reached out and pinched Yao Ziyan’s cheeks to express his feelings in this way

Yao Ziyan naturally couldn't continue to be in a daze, and cast a blank look at Luochuan.

"Luochuan, what are you doing?"

"I'm curious what you are thinking."

Luo Chuan couldn't help rolling his eyes and letting go of his palms a little bit reluctantly. The smooth touch still remained on his fingertips. If Yao Ziyan reacted, he should pat his hands away.

This is too cute!

Yao Ziyan rubbed her cheeks, her complexion was a little red, not sure if it was pinched by Luo Chuan, she turned her head slightly, and whispered, "I'm thinking about the plot of the novel."

Luo Chuan continued to roll his eyes.

Girl, if you want to lie, you have to be credible. How can a lie that can be seen through at a glance succeed?

"The story of the novel." Luo Chuan nodded, "Usually when I'm fine, I also think about the following plot in my heart, such as digging holes, digging holes, and digging holes. It can't be used to pass the boring time."

"Hmm...Is there only digging?" Yao Ziyan was surprised by Luochuan's ideas.

Luo Chuan straightened up a little bit, and began to tell Yao Ziyan his views on writing: "We authors dug the pit, right?"

Yao Ziyan nodded.

"Digging holes is actually burying foreshadowings to pave the way for the plot later. Some holes need to be filled, and some holes don't need to be filled."

Yao Ziyan feels that what Luo Chuan said is very reasonable. It is basically impossible to fill all the holes. White space is indispensable, which can give readers room to diverge their thinking.

It was night now. I had dinner just now, and the sky was dim. Perhaps because of the weather, there were not many stars in the night sky, and even Yuehua looked much dim.

Xu Ye felt a little boring just talking, Yao Ziyan got off the sofa, went to the sales facility and took two cups of milk tea and a bucket of popcorn. He handed one cup of milk tea to Luochuan, and then he kicked off his shoes and comfortably nestled in it. on the sofa.

Luo Chuan glanced subconsciously, his toes were crystal clear and exquisite, and the cyan blood vessels could be clearly seen on the white jade instep, like blue and white inlaid on white porcelain.

Then Luo Chuan glanced again.

"Actually, in my opinion, it doesn't make any difference whether to fill in the pit or not." Luo Chuan took a sip of milk tea with his gaze back, and said with his usual expression.

"...Luochuan, you are so easy to be sent warm!" Yao Ziyan didn't notice his gaze.

"This is another story." Luo Chuan didn't hear it. "I think the best way to fill the hole is to leave it to the reader. Brain replenishment is the best way to fill the hole."

"Isn't it a bad end?" Yao Ziyan whispered.

"No, no, there is a fundamental difference between the two." Luo Chuan did not agree with Yao Ziyan's words.

"Well, Luo Chuan, what you said is right." Yao Ziyan nodded repeatedly, not wanting to argue with Luo Chuan in this regard, she just needs to be herself.

The next topic basically revolves around the novel. Luo Chuan instilled his ideas into Yao Ziyan. Yao Ziyan did not agree with what Luo Chuan said. If it really becomes like that, what is the difference with Xianyu?

This is also a topic they often discuss, and they don't care much about it.

"Luochuan, your hair should be cut." After another idle chatter, Yao Ziyan suddenly noticed something and stared at Luochuan and said.

Luo Chuan subconsciously reached out and grabbed his hair, pulled his bangs, and almost covered his eyes. Yao Ziyan said this was normal, but Luochuan didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, with his looks, no matter how long his hair is, he can handle it, so he usually doesn't care much about his hairstyle, and he doesn't deliberately buy clothes. In his opinion, just a few of them are enough to wear.

However, Yao Ziyan would often buy things for Luochuan when he went out shopping, so he didn't have to buy it himself.