Monday

Publishing house.

At half past nine in the morning, the sun just emerged from the top of the tree, projecting through the dense canopy of the boulevard outside the window onto the huge desk in the office, an urban beauty in professional clothes was already sitting here, frowning and opening the laptop, as if she had encountered something troublesome, she had been knocking on the table with her knuckles, and the white knuckles collided with the desktop again and again, making people feel sorry for those hands.

The woman's figure is projected on the floor by the sun, with slender legs, a slender waist, long hair slightly curled up at the end of the tail casually draped over her shoulders, a small mouth like an apricot blossom, a straight nose, and a pair of peach blossom-like eyes, the whole person sits at the desk like a painting.

"Editor-in-chief, the latest novel quote you asked for has arrived. ”

"You put it here"

The sound of the assistant's hurried heels woke her musings, and she took the paper, but it was not opened, it was placed on the table so haphazardly.

It was this slight movement that revealed a face that was disgusting and happy, and it was the rich man Song Yingsi who Xin Yi was thinking about.

Coincidentally, Song Yingsi was also thinking about Xin Yi at the moment.

"Stinky brother, I usually don't think about my sister when I have good things, and I think about writing books and selling them to my sister when I need money. What did you think of your sister? ”

Song Ying thought about it for a long time, but still took the quotation book, and flipped through the content while complaining about Xin Yi.

"How can a broken book be sold for a million, and you still say that I will suffer a loss if I don't buy it?"

"Isn't this person's book at most a dollar per word? Can you still write a million words in three or five days?"

"What's more, quality is also a problem. ”

The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became, and Song Yingsi couldn't wait for Xin Yi to appear in front of her eyes now and let her bite to death.

Forget it, let's take a look first.

Song Yingsi, who was trying to think of a reason, finally gave up and decided to understand the quality of Xin Yi's novel first.

"Zhu Xian? ”

Song Yingsi nodded secretly, according to the words of their publisher, half of the title is good, a good title can attract many readers, and it will definitely have an impact on the sales of the book, of course, the key is to read the content of the book, otherwise it is useless to have a bad reputation.

The title of Xin Yi's book is still very attractive, if you follow her words, the first level is passed, and it successfully aroused her curiosity.

Don't underestimate this little headline and think that as long as the content is good, this is absolutely wrong, they receive countless submissions every day, can you be sure that they will read your content carefully?

"Time: Unknown, it must have been a long, long time ago. Location: Shenzhou Haotu. ”

Song Yingsi frowned.

Could it be another copy of Wukong's biography?

She is too familiar with this style, to be honest, the whole Wukong Biography is like this, according to her understanding, this style is not popular, because it does not conform to the style of the novel at all.

In fact, not only Song Yingsi, but even the entire publishing industry don't understand why this "The Legend of Wukong" is popular, if it weren't for the fact that this book has become popular on the Internet, Song Yingsi would never have signed this book, let alone agreed to Xin Yi's conditions, it was precisely because of the popularity on the Internet that she had the mentality of gambling.

But no matter what, if this book is still in the style of Wukong's biography, then Song Yingsi can guarantee that she will never give Xin Yi the price he wants.

Song Yingsi continued to read, and a mysterious and vast new world appeared in front of her.

"Since ancient times, human beings have seen the world around them, all kinds of strange things, lightning and thunder, violent storms, natural and man-made disasters, countless casualties, and sorrows, which are by no means human beings can do or resist. Then I thought that above the nine heavens, there were all kinds of gods, and under the nine shadows, it was also the place where the ghosts returned, the hall of Yama.

So the saying of the gods has been passed down to the world. Countless human people sincerely bowed to the various gods they imagined and created, prayed for blessings and grievances, and the incense was prosperous.

Since ancient times, every mortal has died. But everyone in the world hates death and loves life, and there is even the saying of the underworld Yama, which adds a bit of bitterness, and under this, there is the saying of immortality.

Compared with other living beings, human beings may be at a physical disadvantage, but the primate of all things is a true lie. In the pursuit of immortality, generations of intelligent and intelligent people have gone forward and devoted their lives to hard study. So far, although immortality in the true sense has not yet been found, there are some people who have cultivated the true Dao, who have penetrated some heaven and earth creation, and mastered the powerful power with the body of a mortal, with the help of the power of various secret treasures and magic weapons, they can shake the heavens and the earth, and have the power of thunder. And some of the ancestors who have attained the Tao are even said to have lived for thousands of years without dying. People in the world think that if they have attained the Tao and become immortals, more people will devote themselves to the path of cultivating the true Dao. ”

Looking at it, the whole day passed, and the daylight outside the window slowly moved from the table to the ground, and then to the wall on the other side, and the people coming and going in the corridor did not wake Song Yingsi.

It wasn't until half past eight in the evening that Song Yingsi was woken up by the hunger in her stomach, and then she realized that her face was full of tears at some point.

"The Nine Yin Spirits, the gods and demons of the heavens, sacrifice my blood and body. Three lives and seven lives, forever fallen into Yama, only for love, although death does not regret"

Song Yingsi's mind was full of the scene of the bold and willful Demon Sect Holy Maiden, facing Huanghuang Tianwei and saving her with her body.

"Is it worth it?"

When Lu Xueqi asked this, Song Yingsi also asked herself.

It took a long time to come to his senses.

meanwhile

Shooting scene,

Lan Xinyao was sitting on a speeding motorcycle.

"Pay attention to the expression, pay attention to the expression. ”

Xin Yi said to Lan Xinyao repeatedly.

Lan Xinyao nodded vigorously.

This time, because only Lan Xinyao's scene was filmed at night, Xin Yi didn't let anyone else come over, and there were relatively few people on the scene, only Tan Yuyan, Ziwei and the staff.

"The last group, come on, everyone" Xin Yi encouraged everyone, in fact, he also knew that after a day of filming today, everyone was already working hard, especially Lan Xinyao, who had her role almost all day today.

It's just that behind him, Tan Yuyan also looked at Xin Yi worriedly.

After all, Xin Yi also filmed all day long, and she was really tired of directing and acting, she saw that Xin Yi's legs were trembling even when she stood in front of the machine, and the sweat behind her was dry and wet and dry, and she couldn't wait for her to be the one standing behind the machine now.

It is precisely because of this that for the first time in her life, she felt that reading was useless.

She read so many books but couldn't help Xin Yi.

Song Yingsi's face is smiling and sad,