Reborn business writer

Up to now, Nan Nan still doesn’t quite understand what he was doing that day. The only thing that left a deep impression on him was: Brother Zhao’s sofa is so soft!

In retrospect, I was just sitting on the sofa chatting with each other that day.The content of the conversation is also miscellaneous, ranging from astronomy and geography to history and culture, talking about everything, but it has nothing to do with publishing.From time to time, the other party paid attention to his living conditions again, which made Nanan feel as if he was welcoming the inspecting leader.

Fortunately, Nan Nan still pays close attention to the news, so he won't be speechless, and he is quite good at answering.

But he can handle the conversation and so on, but he is a little annoyed by the other party's disheveled and lazy appearance!

Tell him not to look at him, it seems impolite, say to look at him... Just stare at him, and meet the other party's half-smiling eyes, those eyes make him feel like a strange uncle with sex... Obviously my eyesight is very pure!

He saw that the other party didn't have the slightest intention to mention publishing, and it was not easy to ask, so he restrained his mind, looked at the nose, nose, nose, and heart, and talked along the topic of the other party.While talking, his brain suddenly opened up, and he realized that the other party was trying to find something to talk to him.

After thinking about it this way, he no longer felt that there was something wrong with the other party's eyes... As expected, he was thinking too much!

After adjusting his thinking, he no longer asked Zhao Chengyan to answer, or waited for the other party to say a lot and then said yes or two.He took the initiative to bring up the topic, and the other party started talking along the topic.

The atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

Nanyue talked more and more vigorously, turning against customers, talking like a father of the Three Gorges who opened the gate.Zhao Chengyan just smiled and listened to him, nodding occasionally.

After talking a lot, Nan Nan was a little embarrassed, "Do you think this ideal is funny?"

"No." Zhao Chengyan shook his head and said seriously, "I remember when I was in elementary school, the teacher asked everyone what they wanted to be when they grew up. Many people said they wanted to be writers, scientists, and martial arts heroes. , but after growing up, there are not many people who really remember their original dreams."

After a pause, he smiled at Nanan, "It's good that you can stick to your dream."

His heartbeat suddenly beat faster, and Nan Nan moved his body uncomfortably.

Even if the whole world disagrees with him becoming a writer... no, a writer, he will work hard to move forward.But it's even better if you have someone to support you.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun shone in.A gust of breeze blows in from the half-opened window, bringing the freshness far away from the hustle and bustle, making the curtains sway slightly.

The original interior decoration with simple lines suddenly became a little warmer.

Nangui was tired from sitting upright, so he imitated Zhao Chengyan's laziness, curled his legs up on the soft sofa, leaned his head against the back of the sofa, and talked to Zhao Chengyan casually.

This pose is really comfortable...

so comfortable to sleep...

Time always runs the fastest when you are happy and happy. In a blink of an eye, it is twelve o'clock at noon.Zhao Chengyan called to order takeaway and asked Nanan, "What do you want to eat?"

Nan Nan has completely lost his image, lying on the sofa curled up into various strange shapes, anyway, it is Brother Zhao... Let him go with the wind if he has an image or something.

Hearing Zhao Chengyan's question, he adjusted his posture, "Whatever."

"What do you usually like to eat?" Zhao Chengyan changed the question.

Nan Nan thought for a while and answered, "Sweet and sour pork ribs, Kung Pao chicken, mushroom chicken... that's about it?"

Zhao Chengyan ordered these dishes.

Nan Nan was a little embarrassed, and asked casually, "Brother Zhao, do you usually eat takeaway?"

"Yeah, I can't cook, and I don't have time to cook. Sometimes I can't eat when I'm busy." Zhao Chengyan sighed and asked casually, "Can you cook?"

"Yes." Nanan said, "I used to cook at home."

"Really?" Zhao Chengyan looked disbelieving.

Nan Nan felt that he was being despised, and got up from the sofa and said, "What I said is true! Don't look at me like this, I have been doing laundry and cooking since I was a child!"

"Then come over and cook a meal next weekend." Zhao Chengyan said.Nan was taken aback.

Zhao Chengyan sighed, "Not willing?"

"No...not..." Nan frowned.

"Then you promised to come next week?" Zhao Chengyan changed his position on the sofa, leaning forward slightly.

Nan Nan thought for a while, and seemed to have nothing to do next weekend, so he nodded and said, "...Okay, I'll come back next week."

"It's a deal." Zhao Chengyan leaned back on the sofa again, his eyes slightly curved with a smile.

Nanan nodded.

Afterwards, the two had lunch. Although it was a takeaway, it must have been fried by the chef. It was delicious.Nan Nan ate until his stomach was round, and lay on the sofa humming.

When you are full, you want to sleep.Nan Nan struggled hard a few times, but the sofa was too soft, and he didn't sleep well last night, Duke Zhou's charm was irresistible. After a while, he struggled and fell asleep.

Zhao Chengyan got off the sofa, went into the room, took a piece of clothing and put it on him.One piece of clothing went down and covered Nanan's body.

...so small.

Like a little pet dog.

Chihuahua.

These three words quickly crossed Zhao Chengyan's mind. They all have the same small body, a pair of big eyes, and incredibly thin limbs...

However, if he said he was a Chihuahua, he would definitely jump up and retort, "I'm not that ugly".

With a chuckle, Zhao Chengyan stood silently on the edge of the sofa, staring at that young face with soft eyes.

A good night's sleep.

When he woke up, the lights had just come on, Nan Yigulu got up, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looked around, but didn't see Zhao Chengyan's figure, quickly took the paper towel on the table and secretly wiped the saliva off the sofa.

Oh oh oh, never drool on the couch, slobber never existed...

Just as he was rubbing vigorously, a voice sounded from behind, "Are you awake?"

Nan Nan was startled, and immediately slid off the sofa.

"I'll take you home." The voice behind him smiled faintly.

Nan got up and smirked.

A hand stretched out, and Na Nan subconsciously reached out.With a little force on that hand, Nan Nan was pulled up by him.

The clothes were still on the floor.

Nan Nan hurriedly knelt down to pick it up and handed it to Zhao Chengyan, "Brother Zhao..."

At this time, Zhao Chengyan returned to his usual attire, and he felt as gentle as a spring breeze in his elite.

It has to be said that no matter what he is dressed in, he is handsome in a mess.

"Just put it on the sofa."

Nan Nan quickly put down his clothes and followed Zhao Chengyan out.Zhao Chengyan drove him back to school.

Speechless all the way.

Almost at the school gate, Zhao Chengyan suddenly said, "You hand over the book to the Novel Temple of Heaven, and I promise to protect your interests."

Nan Nan looked at him in surprise.

"I am very familiar with the managers of the Novel Temple of Heaven." They are all my subordinates and partners.

Nan Nan suddenly understood that it was better to have help from acquaintances than to act indiscriminately by himself, and he let go of the long-standing stone in his heart.

Nan Nan trusted Zhao Chengyan extremely, he thanked him and got out of the car in a hurry.

The neon lights of the city are shining, and the background at night makes the city even more colorful.The crowds come and go, and the young laughter makes people feel an indescribable sense of happiness when they hear it.

Nan Nan trotted all the way into the gate, turned his head, and saw the black BMW moving slowly.The brown glass blocked the line of sight, but Nan Nan could imagine the gentle smile on the other party's face.

He just stood there, watching the BMW roll slowly down the street, into the billowing lights.

On Monday, the novel Tiantan was revised, announcing the merger with Tianwei, and launching a VIP system and various welfare terms.In particular, the generous welfare terms make people crave it, and it spreads wildly on the Internet.In just a few days, many writers poured in, followed by a large number of readers.There are even rumors that other great gods of many websites also want to jump ship.

The original author of the novel Temple of Heaven suddenly felt pressured.

Nanan belongs to the original aborigines, and the thought of the great god coming over still feels a lot of pressure in his heart.

On Wednesday, the editor of the website came to Nanan and said that he would publish his book.Nan Nan thought of Zhao Chengyan's words, and nodded in agreement without saying a word.

The publication of the first book is finally settled.After he settled down, he still felt a little uneasy.He thought, no matter if the great gods can't get over it, as long as he writes the article well, readers will naturally follow him.Maybe it's a good thing for the great gods to come, their strong appeal will bring a large number of followers, and these people are all potential fans of themselves.

The new master of the Temple of Heaven in the novel is very powerful, and his tactics are thunderous. He actually spends a lot of money to poach other people's corners, and invites several great gods to come and sit in charge.After that, the few articles that were to be published earlier were published at an incredible speed, and were displayed on the front page.Seeing that the publication was so powerful, the other writers stopped hesitating and jumped over one after another.

Nan Nan thought, it turned out that he was being used as an advertisement.Soon after, the editor asked him to post a post on the forum if he was free, and talk about his thoughts on publishing...

Cannibals are soft-spoken and short-handed, so Nan Nan took a moment to post on the forum to write about publishing.There is already a post of "In an instant" in it, and the stand is firm.Nan Nan did not dare to exaggerate the "Novel Temple of Heaven" like him, because although some websites said they would reform, in fact they did not change it in the end, and a group of people were deceived, so he was more cautious in his choice of words, and only described it objectively. fact.

What makes Nan Nan most happy is that the sales volume of "Mie Shi" is unexpectedly good. It is one aspect that people recognize it.After Nan Nan thought about it carefully, he realized that this was also a means of hype. The website needed examples to advertise itself in the early stage, and he was lucky to be selected as one of their seed writers and was sought after.

At that time, when Nan Nan went to bookstores, he would find his books put on shelves for sale everywhere.That feeling cannot be expressed in words.

When the classmates are also holding their own books, or discussing their own books, the feeling will be even more subtle.

Of course, there was a clause in the publishing conditions that the game adaptation rights of "Mie Shi" must be given to Tianwei, and Tianwei paid him [-] yuan, which proved to be more than this price for the book, but Nanan was already very satisfied.

At the same time, because of the introduction of VIP, Nanan also started to earn income on the website.Because of the strong recommendation of the website, the situation is very good.

Nan Nan earned nearly 60 yuan from this series of books.

Afterwards, Nan Nan was pulled out for a few laps like a donkey, which attracted countless envious and jealous writers to flock to the Temple of Heaven.

Of course, these things happened later.

Before these things happened, after Zhao Chengyan sent Nanan back to school, he drove home and sat in the apartment thinking for a whole night.

The night was quiet, and the room that had been empty was suddenly painted with a touch of loneliness.Zhao Chengyan's figure was caught in the moonlight and the neon lights of the city, half bright and half dark.

His face was hidden behind the shadows, unable to make out what the expression was.

He is thinking.

He likes to think at night.The calm of the night allowed him to think clearly, and it was easy to notice things that he didn't notice during the day.Many times, he sat quietly in the dark and thought for a long time before making important decisions.

But today, he encountered a problem.

Mainly his logic was challenged.

One plus one is equal to two. Many things can be sorted out with a set of logic, and then the follow-up trend can be deduced through this set of logic.Zhao Chengyan is like a calm computer. The CPU runs a few times at high speed, takes out the results, and after looking at the analysis results, he can make major decisions based on the results.But now, his computer is not working.

He looked back at what he had done and could see no logic.Completely without end.

First, he somehow asked someone to come over to talk about the publishing matters that had been decided long ago, then he desperately searched for a topic to synchronize with the other party, and then almost compulsively called the other party here to cook, but who knew that he didn't have any kitchen utensils in the kitchen!What made him even angrier was that after the person left, he became even more depressed.

Originally, I thought that I would not be depressed when I saw the person, but who would have thought that once the person left, I would feel even more depressed, wishing to drive back immediately and rob him and lock him in the house.

He was extremely surprised by his twisted emotions.

No matter how you analyze it, this kind of emotion is extremely inexplicable!

He tried to analyze what he was doing and figure out the reason for this emotion, but the more he thought about it, the more he lost his mind, and instead made himself very irritable.

The night was quiet.

After an unknown amount of time, a soft sigh came from the dark space, "I think I'm sick."

If you are sick, you need to be cured. Zhao Chengyan is not an evasive person. He likes to keep the situation he is facing in the palm of his hand. In fact, he has been doing this since he got in touch with the first business.The more information you have and the clearer you understand in your heart, the more confident you will be.

After thinking for a long time, as usual, he made his first decision, he wanted to find out the cause of his illness.

The author has something to say: In fact, the original motivation for writing this article was to want to start and click on YY. At that time, if Xiao Gong created Qi and Dian=V= for Xiaoshou, thinking about it, I feel full of love Endless!But... when I started to write it, I found that the idea was very naive. If I really wrote it, the end would be quite miserable TT, so I stopped writing and sighed... However, there are still all kinds of brain supplements in my head. ? !It's like a cat's paw is scratching in my heart, is there anything? !Itchy, very itchy, super itchy, TT, I really want to write desperately, is there anything? !It's so hard now TT