Genius writer

Ren Mingqing returned to his seat and finished today's work with a normal expression.There were still 3 days before the deadline, and he hurried to finish all 30 biographies.There are some minor problems in the details. He originally planned to spend the next 3 days refining it, but now he is marking them one by one.

After Ren Mingqing finished marking, it was already about eight o'clock.He went to Tan Si's door and knocked on the door. Tan Si poked her head out with her messy hair: "...Xiaodu?"

Xu Wei told him that he could sign the contract of "Chief World Architect" immediately.He's a winner, but as an author, he's a loser.Tan Si didn't feel any pleasure in revenge against Shen Congxin, and decided to pack up and go home.

Ren Mingqing stopped him from packing up, and invited him back to his desk: "I'm sorry, I have to take up your time today. To make a long story short, there are two dark lines missing from my outline."

"I know." Tan Si replied readily.Not only did he know, but he was wrongly stolen.

Ren Mingqing copied the files in the USB flash drive to his computer: "This is the outline of the full version."

Tan Si: "...?"

Ren Mingqing pulled him to sit down: "...These two dark lines are related to the original world setting, and they are the big clues behind the whole main line, which will run through all the subsequent plots. You should take a look first."

Tan Si frowned and sat down.This matter is a bit weird, but he is very curious about Ren Mingqing's idea. He especially wants to know how Ren Mingqing made the outline. He can't figure it out just by reading the notes. Now there is a case, so it is easy to understand.

He watched for two hours, basically not talking, only occasionally asking a few questions, Ren Mingqing answered them patiently.

After he finished reading, Ren Mingqing said again: "The relationship and plot of this edition you have read, at most, can only reach the first era. What I want to tell you now is the development of the second era and the third era. I I already have a more mature idea, and I will tell you now."

"Wait a minute... What's going on?" Tan Si couldn't figure it out.

Ren Mingqing didn't talk much, but just expressed his feelings: "Whether it's Mr. Xu or Mr. Zhuang, they are businessmen, and they care about things differently from us. What they play is too complicated, and we are just novel writers. I don’t understand their tricks. I’ve been working here for two months, and my story was written for Glory of Heroes, and now they’re fighting over it, it’s unnecessary.”

Ren Mingqing dragged the mouse and flipped through Tan Si's document: "I wrote this... I can't say it's very good, but I still have feelings for it. If I can't continue to write in the future, you can take over , I am very relieved."

Ren Mingqing didn't intend to compromise, he insisted on going with Zhuang Mo.But as an author, he must arrange a way out for his works.This way out is not about who to sell it to or how popular it is, but at least finish writing it.He himself withdrew halfway and could no longer continue. He felt ashamed of the work in his heart.So he has to find the next author and tell him the next development clearly, so that he can be regarded as an account of the work.Even if the final work does not sign his name or give him a penny, he doesn't care. What he always thinks of is that he must have a clear conscience for his work.

Ren Mingqing has very deep feelings for every work, especially the novel. From "Reincarnation" to the present, he wrote it for more than half a year. He has been with the characters in his works for more than half a year. He and them are all old friends. acquaintance.Now he wants to say goodbye to them and entrust them to someone he can trust.

This trustworthy person is not Zhuang Mo, but Tan Si.

He believes that the bond between the created and the creator will not be terminated because of whether or not his name is signed on it.He brought them into the world, accompanied them from scratch, and they also allowed him to grow and enrich his life. There was no great reluctance or grievance in his heart, just a touch of regret.That is the end of one stage of life, and it is all about moving to the next stage with gratitude.

That's all he can decide.

Creation is just creation, it is a beautiful process, it has nothing to do with fame and fortune, and has nothing to do with results.Now that this book has become so troublesome that Zhuang Mo can't live with him, Ren Mingqing simply finished writing.

"Why me?" Tan Si asked.

"You are a good author." Ren Mingqing looked at him sincerely and said.

No matter what happened these days, Ren Mingqing would never be able to hate Tan Si.He can't forget the throbbing that "The Paradise" brought to him at the beginning, and he can't forget the despair he felt when Tan Si wrote the pen.Tan Si is a genius, he has unpredictable intuition, give him a big frame, he can give you a vivid world.

"That was in the past." Tan Si smiled wryly.

"You may... be a bit off, but since you turned around, I believe you." Ren Mingqing glanced at the cowhide notebook in his suitcase.

Tan Si did steal something from his room.

It's not the two dark lines that are enough to determine who becomes the chief world architect, but the notebook full of writing experience.Of course, it is also a manuscript, but if it is stolen, it will probably only produce the "Outline for Teaching You to Do at Duta Mountain", and it will not sell for much money.Tan Si wanted to ask him for advice before, but Zhuang Mo got in the way, and Tan Si got out of character, so he went to his room to look through his notes.

And this notebook, and the notebook for recording the outline, are put together.

In fact, Tan Si was in the drawer at the time, and found both of them at the same time. When Ren Mingqing went to check, Zhuang Mo's hair stuck in the hidden notebook had already fallen out, and Tan Si had seen it.

It's just that for Tan Si, he is not interested in other people's manuscripts, and "Duta Mountain Teaches You to Make an Outline" is much more practical.Maybe he can use this martial arts cheat book to tell an awesome story in the days to come, and win him over in a fair way.

So Ren Mingqing knew that he took it away, and didn't expose it.

That is the return of the prodigal son.

Looking at the sincere eyes of the little fans back then, Tan Si wiped away tears: "Thank you, little brother." Thank you for still recognizing me.

Ren Mingqing patted his shoulder gently.

Tan Si calmed down and asked him to borrow his cell phone: "I want to call Lao Shen."

"oh oh."

Tan Si took Ren Mingqing's call and dialed Zhuang Mo's number: "Don't sign any contract. We both got the contract. Xu Wei persuaded Penguin executives to double sign."

Before Zhuang Mo came to his senses, he pulled up the cable, smiled at the bewildered Ren Mingqing, "Then let's start."

Tan Si switched places with him, and sat humbly aside, taking notes intently like a student listening to a teacher's lecture.

As soon as they sat, they sat until the sky turned white.

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Zhuang Mo froze at the airport after receiving Tan Si's call within 5 seconds, took a while to figure out the ins and outs, and flew into a rage.

He never expected that the trouble was not in the terms of the contract itself, but in the fact that there were two contracts, which were given to Tan Si and Ren Mingqing at the same time.Xu Wei came up with the idea of ​​double signatures, and Tan Si must be appointed as Mingqing!He was dying on the contract, and even wanted to sacrifice himself to fight for resources for Ren Mingqing, but he had already taken the title of chief world architect into his bag.

If Xu Wei succeeds, he has made a huge sacrifice, and Ren Mingqing can't get anything good, so he can only submit to Tan Si and be the chief writer!

Zhuang Mo wanted to kill Xu Wei, but now is not the time to talk about it.He sat in the airport, seemingly motionless, but his brain was thinking crazily about how to solve this problem.

First of all, the contract has not been signed yet, fortunately, there is still room for maneuver.

Secondly, if he has content, he should be tough and not let go.

Zhuang Mo hurriedly threw all of Ren Mingqing's texts to Xie Xiangrong: "Upload to Skynet, register for copyright protection, immediately, immediately!" There are two hidden lines in his hand, which are not considered bargaining chips. Announce that we fucking wrote it!

Zhuang Mo contacted Li Rang again, and if Xu Wei violated the rights, Li Rang was willing to stand up and correct their gunmen's behavior.

Following Xie Xiangrong's reply "Completed", Zhuang Mo broke out in cold sweat, his heartbeat finally calmed down, and immediately called Xu Wei: "Your manuscript has never been passed, this case was written by Du Tashan from beginning to end. Yes. Now his manuscript has been publicly registered for copyright protection, and Tan Si cannot use a single word. As long as you dare to use his name, it is plagiarism, and I will sue you for bankruptcy!"

Before Xu Wei could recover, Zhuang Mo said again: "The only bargaining chip you have here is Tan Si's own advertising effect, which will make another MOBA game appear on the market. You can't sell L4, but you can still sell it." Pig farm. So if the pig farm knows that your world view is not made by Tan Si at all? Who do you want to sell to the world view of a team of gunmen?!"

Zhuang Mo hung up after finishing speaking. He was so angry now that he didn't want to listen to Xu Wei's meaningless begging for mercy.

After stabilizing Ren Mingqing's article, he began to think about the next step.He sent Ren Mingqing here not just to keep his name from being taken away, but also to help him to the top!

He quickly realized there was something wrong with his PR guy.The most Xu Wei can find is Mr. Mu, and the most he can do is to find Mr. Mu. In the end, the negotiation is of course a disadvantage for him as an outsider. Can Mr. Mu still turn to him?At that time, L4 had to talk about it to win, but what L4 wanted was Ren Mingqing, not Shen Congxin, and L4 also wanted to single out Ren Mingqing to do it.

Is there any way to export both Ren Mingqing and himself?Only when Penguin wanted him, would it be possible for him to continue packing with Ren Mingqing.

Could it be that he also jumped ship to work for Penguin?

He is Liancheng's CPO, so he won't pass the trial...

Zhuang Mo's eyes suddenly lit up: Yes, he has Liancheng in his hand!

Zhuang Mo immediately ran to the copy shop at the airport and printed out all the IP plans he had made for the official novels of "Reincarnation" and the following "Glory of Heroes". He struggled to hold the two thick books.Then he called his teacher and asked him to inquire about Mr. Yang's itinerary for today.His teacher started out as one of the authors of the new concept, and now he is in a very high-end circle. A few days ago, he saw him take a private jet of a national actress to attend Mr. Yang's private banquet. He and Mr. Yang have personal friendship.

It was also his strong luck. Mr. Yang just returned to G City on a business trip that day, and his private plane landed at G City International Airport.

As soon as Mr. Yang put down the gangway, he saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes rushing up with two thick IP proposals: "Mr. Yang, I want to ask you a question: is it important to read the text, or "Glory of Heroes"?" important?"

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Ren Mingqing and Tan Si sat until the east sky turned white, and then they sorted out all the stories of the next two eras.

Tan Si listened all night, walked through Ren Mingqing's train of thought, and suddenly felt that the heavenly book he had read before was not so mysterious, and he probably knew what it was like to make a story frame.

After the handover between the two, Ren Mingqing stood up tiredly and went out with a plastic bag. Tan Sidao: "So anxious?"

Ren Mingqing hummed, he bought an early flight and was going back to City B to find Zhuang Mo.

Tan Si took the coat: "I'll give it to you."

The two stepped out of the room and saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sitting in the living room downstairs, flipping a thick book in his hand.Seeing them, the man looked up and smiled gently at him.Ren Mingqing didn't know who he was, so he smiled back and hurried out. Tan Si followed behind him in a state of confusion and helped him call a taxi.

When Ren Mingqing was about to get into the car, Tan Si grabbed his arm: "Xiaodu, it's still too late to turn around now."

Such a good opportunity, Tan Si felt sorry for him.The ensuing wealth, fame and fortune, Xiaodu is only a step away.

"As long as you're here, I won't sign this contract. No matter how much they quarrel, it's still yours. In fact, where the broker is appointed doesn't really have much to do with you."

Ren Mingqing's eyes were a little erratic, and he recited a poem softly: "Report to the king on the golden stage..."

He can get a lot, but Zhuang Mo has nothing.

There is nothing in this world that is worth exchanging with Zhuang Mo.

The driver honked the horn, and Ren Mingqing broke away from Tan Si's hand and waved at him.He didn't bring anything with him when he left, only the set of "The Paradise" that Tan Si gave him was in the plastic bag.

Tan Si's eyes were moist.With his trouser pockets in his pocket, he looked at the direction where Ren Mingqing was leaving, and sighed: "Shen Congxin, a bastard... is still blessed after all."

His current mood is exactly the same as that of the goddess who died in love with his male god and threw the child to him.

Tan Si walked back to the studio in the early morning mist, glanced casually, and was so frightened that his eyeballs dropped: "Yang...Mr. Yang?" When did this big guy sit here? !How long have you been here? ! ! !

Mr. Yang got up, smiled at him: "It's hard work, I'm still not asleep at this point." He followed Ren Mingqing and left.