howling breath

Shun'er ran into Lin Lang again in the cafeteria the next morning, and shouted from afar, "Young Master!"

Lin Lang greeted Shun'er who came running over: "You actually got up so early? Are you healthy?" After that, he turned his head and asked for it from the window: "Two portions of bean curd, take it away."

"It's okay." Shun'er nodded and smiled, "Don't you have Mr. Tang's umbrella! Why——you're here to make breakfast for him?"

"Don't mention it, Mr. Tang has a cold and burns like a carbon ball."

Last night Tang Yushu went to pick up Lin Lang from the main building with an umbrella, but unexpectedly met Lin Lang and Shun Er blocked by the pouring rain at the entrance of the hall.So he said that he wanted to carry forward the "gentleman's demeanor", gave Lin Lang and Shun'er the umbrella, and then turned around and ran all the way back to the dormitory building.

At that time, Shun'er looked at Tang Yushu's running back, and was amused: "Gentleman's demeanor? The three of us are boys, why is he a gentleman?"

Five minutes away, Tang Yushu was watered "clear" - he is strong, but if he wears a T-shirt that fits a little better, the lines of his arms and chest will collapse.After being watered by the rain, it is not as good as the skin without wearing it.

"It turned out that Tang Yushu woke up this morning with a cold - I'm fine."

"Oh, then I have to thank him for his 'gentlemanly demeanor'!" After that, he scanned the payment machine with his student card for Lin Lang with a smirk on his face: "And the wet body muscle show!"

Lin Lang didn't talk politely to Shun'er either: "Next time before he goes to the bathhouse, I'll send you a message to let you know, you can watch it then!"

"That's good!" Shun'er was overjoyed, but suddenly realized something belatedly, and said with a smirk: "Wait! 'Tang Yushu has a cold, I'm fine'—what does this mean? You Didn't you get wet yesterday? Or...could it be...you two... yesterday... close..."

Lin Lang fastened the packing bag, and glared at him before turning around and leaving: "You are too young for this expression!"

Not suitable for being so smart!

After returning to the dormitory, Lin Lang spread out two bowls of bean curd and looked at Tang Yushu's flushed nose: "I told you to wear more clothes, but you still wear short sleeves. It's autumn!"

"You love me!" Tang Yushu was proud of his favor.

Lin Lang ignored him, and escorted him to the school infirmary to make an appointment after eating, and brought out some medicine.

Tang Yushu made another fool when seeing a doctor—the doctor asked him what was wrong?

fever.

How high?

Huh?I?One eighty five.

The doctor tapped the table with his fingers and said: body temperature.

Lin Lang laughed "puchi".

At 9:[-] when the medicine was prescribed, Lin Lang and Tang Yushu went back to the dormitory.

There was a literature appreciation class at 10 o'clock. Lin Lang finished packing his books and was about to go out. He told Tang Yushu to sleep with his head covered in the dormitory: "Sweat, it will be fine."

"No. I want to go to class with you." Tang Yushu felt good about himself, holding Lin Lang in his arms and refusing to let go: "You don't have to feel sorry for me!"

"It's not that I feel sorry for you." Lin Lang removed his arm and his dream: "Don't infect me with a cold!"

Tang Yushu's face darkened, and he held his breath in front of his chest.

Lin Lang looked at him like that, and thought of an emoticon of a Shiba Inu being strangled on a leash and refusing to walk.

Before taking it to the door, Tang Yushu was still feeling deeply sad, howling, "Bai Yan Er Lang, Bai Yan Er Lang!"

The wailing sound was locked in the dormitory by Lin Lang.

But after Lin Lang left, Tang Yushu became cheerful again.

Time went back to two months ago, and Tang Yushu would never believe it: Lin Lang, that weak and cold guy, would bicker with him one day, and even talk to him in a "violent" tone like before.Now he has become a little more relaxed in front of him - when he teases him, he will tease him; when he cheats on him, he will scold him.

The former Lin Lang was like a thin piece of ice, ethereal and clear, but also fragile and fragile.Either horizontally or vertically, they dare not touch him.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, Tang Yushu obediently wrapped himself in the blanket, and clenched the corners of the blanket tightly.

Felt like, clenched tight... a beam of light.

Lin Lang didn't go to class.

First turned to the editorial department of "New Shadow" on the top floor of the bishop.

When the door was opened, both Shen Ye and Qin Qing were there - Qin Qing was playing games, and Shen Ye was looking at his phone.

Seeing Lin Lang coming in, Shen Ye shook the screen towards Lin Lang: "I'm watching your "Chunsheng Inn"! It has received rave reviews!"

"Didn't I show you the full text before it was published?" Lin Lang responded to him while putting down the bag.

"That's right!" Shen Ye remembered his own question: "Speaking of it... I only realized when I read it: "Chunsheng Inn" is different from "Fengyue Inn"? Didn't it mean changing the name of the inn to 'Chunsheng' Is it okay? But the names of the protagonists have also changed, and..."

"Also, the entire narrative line has been re-edited—according to the opinion you told me before." Because Shen Ye has read countless articles and read works with good quality, so out of "wanting to get quality Suggestion", Lin Lang had read the full text to Shen Ye earlier.

"Or modified the narrative line?!" Shen Ye was surprised: "But the time to go online is so tight, how did you do it?!"

"Work overtime!"

"I'm the one to die! I shouldn't have expressed my opinion... It's made you so tired!"

"I took the initiative to ask for advice." Lin Lang didn't mind: "Besides, the main reason for the modification is not for optimization."

"Huh? What is that for?"

"Hey..." Only then did I notice that because I was busy with the work at hand, I inadvertently said something that didn't need to be said to others.After thinking for a moment, Lin Lang smiled and said sloppily: "Just practice your hands."

After finishing the affairs in hand, Lin Lang said goodbye to them, and instead of going to the classroom, he went straight to the school gate.

When there were more than ten steps left, Lin Lang received a message from Tang Yushu: "[picture]."

Lin Lang opened it and looked at it: a young man in ancient costume standing with a grass in his mouth.

Standing where he was, he replied, "What is this?"

"Sent from a client! This is your reader's imaginary drawing for the little chivalrous man in "Chunsheng Inn"!"

Tang Yushu probably didn't know what "songren" was, he used the word "imagination picture".Lin Lang replied to him: "It's so beautiful!"

"That's right!" Tang Yushu was at the other end of the dialogue interface, but his happy mood had already floated along the characters: "The point is! The customer said that there are currently three book companies asking for publication! Do you know what this means? ?”

Lin Lang's eyes were a little red, he put down his phone and sorted out his emotions first.

He inadvertently saw his own appearance from the bright aluminum alloy frame at the school gate - imitating Tang Yushu's fluffy hair tidied with hairspray; the hem of a white shirt tied in khaki slacks; with a simple rucksack, Although it is different from Shun Er's "extravagant at first glance" dress, it is calm and simple, and looks like a human being.

Tang Yushu's message followed up: "It means they bid! It means you choose them! It means you are going to publish a book no matter what!"

Looking at the three exclamation marks, Lin Lang felt extremely complicated.

In fact, Lin Lang wanted to turn back.

Go back to the editorial department of "New Movie", go back to the classroom for class, or go back to the dormitory to lie down with Tang Yushu.

Chat, chat about trifles, talk about his dream hotpot restaurant.

Continue to live a life of worrying about "the number of drafts is so small", continue to calculate the daily food and clothing problems in the future, continue to be timid but stable.

There are some things that you dare to imagine and plan in the middle of the night.

But when you stand in the sun, you who are used to keeping aloof from the world will still be timid.

In the end, as if he was trying to cheer himself up when he was starting to regret, Lin Lang quit the chat interface with Tang Yushu and clicked on the phone message.The old contract machine was a little stuck, and it took a long time to click on it smoothly.

Turning forward, there is a text message of 3 yuan.

Lin Lang stared at the message for a long time.

Re-opening the dialog box with Tang Yushu, ignoring the "good news" Tang Yushu sent, just asking him without thinking: "You said, what should I do if I go bad?"

The simple-minded boy misunderstood what he meant, and he replied to himself: "You won't become bad just because you publish a book!"

His tone was firm, as if he knew "Lin Lang" better than himself.

won't you?Lin Lang Yixie: Back then, I almost committed myself to his bed just because someone else promised me a promising future.Do you think I'm really something good?I also only lost the chance to play with dogs because of the sudden incontinence...

But after struggling for a long time, Lin Lang still stood up.

Go outside the school.

When the boy opened the door and entered the coffee shop, he couldn't help but let people sigh in his heart: Looking at that face again, I still think it's pretty and lovely.

Liu Cheng, who was holding the computer on the sofa, looked at it for a few seconds before leaning forward and waving: "Lin Meinan! This way!"

Lin Lang looked over at the sound, with a flattering smile on his face: "Editor Hua!"

When he was seated, Liu Cheng called the waiter over, ordered himself a glass of iced Americano, and asked Lin Lang, "What about you, Lin Meinan, what would you like to drink?"

Lin Meinan was busy placing his simple canvas bag on the table, "Oh, a cup of hot Americano." After speaking, he moved the machine on the table: "Are you a...player? Let me put it aside .”

Liu Cheng was teased by this little man, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "What is 'hot American'? It's the difference between 'American' and 'ice American'! Could it be that when you go to a restaurant to order, you still say: 'I want hot noodles - it's 'hot noodles', not cold noodles!' Hahaha!"

But Lin Lang didn't seem to care much about his teasing. He just nodded and dealt with it, and then cut to the chase: "I have received the buyout payment for "Fengyue Inn". I came to see you today to talk about the cooperation we will do later. I would like to ask first: How much profit can Wen Wen get from a book like Zhao Yanyan's level of internet celebrity?"

Liu Cheng pouted: "It doesn't matter how much her book earns."

With Lin Lang's pattern, he obviously couldn't understand what he meant: "What do you mean?"

"Zhao Yanyan's case is the first of its kind in the industry: find an internet celebrity who is popular in his own right and wants to become an 'author' by publishing a book, and accept a gunslinger's manuscript at a low price. You can make a lot of money—but it’s not fun to make that kind of money.”

"Boring...?" Lin Lang repeated the words at the end of his sentence.

"Yes. It's boring. It's easy to make money packaging such a 'fake author', but it's also very profitable for me to sign a real best-selling author-these two things are different for me as a business... No, it should be said that for us two businessmen, actually There is no difference in essence. But there are only a few famous and powerful writers, and there are too many monks, but we booksellers have to think of ways to make money! Since the new media era, what is valuable these days? Traffic!"

Lin Lang smiled and nodded: "Yes. But those who really know how to write books don't necessarily have traffic like Internet celebrities."

He was talking about himself.Liu Cheng also laughed along with his self-mockery: "This is fate, who can say for sure? Then you can't say that people who buy Zhao Yanyan's books are all idiots, right?"

"of course."

"The reason why I am willing to do it now is because I have verified that my business thinking is correct with the case of 'Zhao Yanyan' - Zhao Yanyan published a book, and I gave her the so-called 'royalty', although the book It was written by you. But Zhao Yanyan succeeded, and now several Internet celebrity companies have come to me and asked me to publish books for their Internet celebrities—clearly can’t write, what should I do?"

"It's me." Lin Lang continued.

Liu Cheng then laughed: "You are a good kid, you really know current affairs! I knew current affairs when I was your age, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get along now. You called me and said you wanted to talk to me. I knew it when we cooperated: you know the time."

"Thank you." Lin Lang shook his head: "How tiring it is to write a book—only those who have written it know. The precedent you set is really amazing. Those who can write books but are not famous, and those who are famous but can't write books, From the perspective of the market, I am afraid that an idiot would choose the former."

"That's right." Liu Cheng nodded, thinking to himself that a child can teach: "As a capital, we only look at what problems are best solved-there are people who can write everywhere! Randomly pick out Chinese language and literature majors, screenwriting majors, Even those with a bright mind can write better than Zhao Yanyan! But how many of them can grow up like her? Even if they are beautiful, how many of them can become popular on Douban and even Weibo with a set of photos ?”

"Yes. Destiny is predetermined."

"That's to say... So when you called me the other day and asked if I could get a lot of Internet celebrity resources, I was shocked! Really! I'm not exaggerating! I told some stupid investors about my concept and they You may not even understand it! And you, a student, can actually get on line with my thinking! You brought it up on your own initiative - saying that you can build a "gunner team" and provide me with a large number of high-quality gun manuscripts! After I heard what you said, I was shocked! I never thought that there would be someone with a pretty face and a bright mind!"

"Thank you." Lin Lang said politely, "I have the brains here, and you have the cheeks on the other side. We both take what we need. You are willing to take me to share a piece of the pie. I am very grateful. "

Although these words sounded weird, Liu Cheng didn't care about this little brat who didn't know much about it.

The coffee that was ordered just now was brought up.

The waiter first brought the iced Americano in front of Liu Cheng, and then carefully brought the cup of "Hot Americano" in front of Lin Lang.Lin Langfang took out a USB flash drive from his schoolbag, and when he saw the coffee was coming, he reached for the cup.The waiter hurriedly reminded him, but as soon as the word "hot" was spoken, Lin Lang was already so hot that his hand fell off. He frantically touched the cup and spilled it on his hand, which wet the USB flash drive in his hand.

"Little Tumaoer" lost his composure unexpectedly, apologized again and again, took out a piece of paper from the tissue box, put the U disk on it, wiped it clean, and handed it over.

Liu Cheng wanted to laugh when he saw that scene, but he held back, and while taking the USB flash drive, he asked Lin Lang concerned: "Be careful——huh? Why is there a password?"

"Oh!" Lin Lang said, "wenxxin—two 'x's."

Enter the letters according to what he said, and the unlocking is successful-a row of neat documents is in front of you.They were even divided into groups, and titled according to different categories: "Articles suitable for emotional Internet celebrities", "Articles suitable for funny Internet celebrities", "Similar to travel notes"...

It took 5 minutes to simply browse through the massive documents in the hard disk provided by Lin Lang, and Liu Cheng was satisfied: "You are very careful!——Have you paid for all of these?"

"Show your sincerity. These gun manuscripts cost me a total of 10. There are a total of 300 articles, at least enough to be divided into 10 books. The point is that the quality is excellent."

"Okay. I'll go back and check it in detail." Liu Cheng is quite satisfied with the work of this "little fellow": "The efficiency is very high!"

"That's how I am: when I decide to do something, I don't hesitate at all." Lin Lang couldn't stand the praise.

Liu Cheng glanced at him, "What does this password sound like?"

"'Wen' and 'Xin'." Lin Lang explained: "'Wen Wen' and 'Xin Meng'."

"What is this 'new dream' you speak of?"

"The company I registered for our cooperation project is called 'Xinmeng Culture'." Lin Lang said as he took out a business license from his bag and handed it over.

Are companies registered?It's pretty good at "strike first"...but after all, it's a child's mind, so it's easy to deal with.

Liu Cheng briefly flipped through the document, and temporarily raised his head to look at Lin Lang: "Wen, Xin...do you know? I happen to have