“…… Isn't Li Shufan's sword the eighth of the top ten famous swords? Eighth is considered a hairy! You can design a scene at random, and let him fight with the young master of the Damen Sect who holds the second or third sword, and win half of the opponent's martial arts, but lose on the sword...... It's good that the swords are all cut off! Otherwise, the reader will look at it! Only when the sword is cut off can there be a follow-up plot development!

Oh yes! It should be after someone cut off the sword, and then beat the opponent with his bare hands, and then grabbed the opposite sword after the fight, and then said to borrow the sword and use it, and then run away. If you borrow someone's sword like this, will you have to pay it back in the future? If you come out to mingle, you have to talk about your credit! Isn't this just a foreshadowing of a big plot?

How do you want to win? You still need to ask me? You can casually lay the groundwork in front of you! Just engage in a low-level martial arts such as "No Sword Technique" for the protagonist to learn, and the kind that will be learned as soon as you learn it, others say that learning this thing is useful, Li Shufan doesn't care, Lao Tzu wants to learn your, and you don't have to press your body with many skills! Isn't this the right to pick up the front and back?

That's right!~ That's the way of thinking anyway!

How do you get it after snatching the sword? It must be being chased and killed! Then the young master of the Great Gate Sect is not muddy! While chasing, he fled, and he escaped and fled to the secret realm of the hell that we laid down before!

The young master who was robbed of his sword would definitely not dare to go in and chase after him himself! Then send two masters in! The master must die inside! How can he die? Of course, he will die meaningfully! What is the point? I have to ask me too? You design it yourself!

By the way, wasn't his original sword broken? By the way, you can make some articles here, what can't you have in the secret realm? As long as you can make the words round, the moonlight treasure box will do! As soon as you do it, he repaired his sword, and after repairing it, it is stronger than the one of the young master of the Great Gate Sect, and it is only a half-finished product, and it can evolve again in the future. Why is it a moonlight treasure box? Why do you care about him! I made it up casually! I won't stop you if you want to write a daylight treasure box!

Doing something in the secret realm and killing two masters, how can this scene alone be enough to write 30,000 words, right?

Big brother, you think for yourself, don't I need money for long-distance calls?"

When Lin Miao said this, Ding Shaoyi suddenly burst out laughing.

He Shengming was so hot by Ding Shaoyi's laughter that his head and palms were full of sweat, but he just didn't have the face to look up at Ding Shaoyi.

He bowed his head nervously, embarrassedly, and embarrassed, his gaze always resting on the scribbled scratch paper, pretending that he was thinking seriously. On the scratch paper, more than a dozen of Lin Miao's requirements for the direction of the plot were written, but there were several in them, which had been revised beyond recognition, and even he couldn't understand it. But he couldn't open his mouth to ask, after all, Lin Miao actually said quite clearly, but he was only half distracted when he heard it, and his mind was full of distracting thoughts about what I should do and how to mix it up next......

The inner turmoil when I wrote the outline in the afternoon was long gone.

He Shengming even regretted it, why did he come over with Ding Shaoyi.

When Ding Shaoyi asked him just now, wouldn't it be good to just say that it was inconvenient?

You shouldn't have the idea of playing tricks in front of the leader, and you shouldn't take advantage of that dinner......

If you go home and call Lin Miao, Lin Miao will call back anyway, and he won't have to pay for the phone bill. Think about it, if you sit next to the commissary outside your home, holding a paper and pen, and argue with Lin Miao in front of so many neighbors, your performance will definitely be much better than in Ding Shaoyi's office!

By the way, you can also pretend to be extremely stylish on your own side......

In other words, "Xun Xian" has been published in the newspaper for so many days, how many relatives have come to his family?

I, He Shengming, am already a popular writer now!

Lin Miao forced so much, but in the end, didn't he still have to rely on him to write things? Everyone obviously even paid the same amount of manuscript fees, and their creative status was equal, why was he trained like a third grandson today?

He Shengming hated and regretted in his heart, his face was cloudy, and the chair under his buttocks that was hot and hot for him made him feel more and more uncomfortable. After so many years of mixing, he finally knows what it means to sit on pins and needles today.

"Xiao He, you go back first. Just when He Shengming couldn't die, Ding Shaoyi suddenly opened his mouth.

He Shengming looked up in amazement, and saw Ding Shaoyi put back the draft he had recorded for a long time, didn't even look at him, smiled and said to the phone: "Miao Miao, you should rest early, aunt will help you keep an eye on the matter." ”

He Shengming was shocked, and he had a faint foreboding.

Thousands of miles away, Lin Miao, who had already fought with Luo Li to Qin Wanqiu's bed and rolled with her little daughter-in-law, was also suddenly shocked when she heard this. It seems that today is a bit overdone, which made Ding Shaoyi have some misunderstandings. He hurriedly crawled to the phone and hurriedly said, "Auntie, let Uncle Xiao He continue to write, I will come back tomorrow to check on him!"

Ding Shaoyi was a little surprised, looked up at He Shengming, saw He Shengming's face full of nervousness, smiled at him, and said to Lin Miao: "Okay." Auntie still has some work here, you should rest early. Auntie will pick you up at the airport tomorrow. ”

"Hmm. The other nodded and said very simply, "Thank you, Auntie, Auntie." ”

The smile on Ding Shaoyi's face receded, she picked up the microphone and put it down, and as soon as the call was interrupted, she raised her head and said to He Shengming with a little seriousness: "Xiao He, you still have to put more thought into doing things in the future." Miao Miao's book is now a newspaper signature column, and your job is to cooperate with Miao Miao to complete his ideas. Of course, you can play in it yourself, but the general direction has to follow Miao Miao's meaning. In addition to publishing this book in the newspaper, when you finish writing it this month, we will also organize it into a book and print it into a book to sell. This is not a joke! You can sit down and write this thing, it is Miao Miao who gave you the opportunity, otherwise it may not be up to you to do it, if you don't do it seriously, we can change someone else to do it at any time, did I tell you this?"

He Shengming faintly remembered that he had been beaten by Ding Shaoyi once.

He nodded hurriedly, thinking aggrievedly that he was not serious, but he didn't dare to say a word of rebuttal.

Ding Shaoyi pushed the scratch paper back to He Shengming, and said lightly: "Go back, you have a day off tomorrow." Stop publishing for a day, and when Miao Miao comes back and tells you the story clearly, you can continue to write. ”

He Shengming cautiously asked, "Is it okay to stop for a day?"

Ding Shaoyi shook his head.

"That'...... Then I'll go first. He Shengming said timidly.

Ding Shaoyi hummed softly.

He Shengming didn't have the face to stay any longer, he shivered and stuffed the scratch paper into his bag like waste paper, and ran out almost with white smoke on his head. The secretary outside the editor-in-chief room saw He Shengming come out, smiled and wanted to say something to him. He Shengming didn't notice it at all, and his back disappeared quickly in a hurry, which made Ding Shaoyi's secretary confused, and the hand that had just been raised to say hello was also put down.

"It looks like it's a bad ......," Ding Shaoyi's secretary thought secretly.

As soon as the door of the editor-in-chief's office was closed, Ding Shaoyi was quiet for a moment, grabbed the phone, and made a call to the editorial department.

The other end picked it up and respectfully said, "Director Ding." ”

Ding Shaoyi said slowly: "You vacate the page of "Seeking Immortals" tomorrow and publish a good news." That's probably it...... Congratulations to Lin Miao, the author of "Looking for Immortals", for winning the titles of National Outstanding Primary School Student, National Outstanding Young Pioneer, and National Top Ten Young Pioneers. The first volume of the "Seeking Immortals" collection will be released nationwide in early December. Readers are welcome to order nationwide. Yes, the whole page, just adjust the font a little bigger, and write a little introduction at the bottom, and you can look at the details yourself. I'll get it ready by 9 o'clock tonight, and I'll send it to me to see. Okay, hold on. ”

After hanging up the phone, Ding Shaoyi stood up and looked downstairs.

Under the Dongou Daily Group building, He Shengming jumped out of the building and angrily kicked a telephone pole on the side of the road.

She shook her head and sighed slightly: "Miao Miao is still young, and she is soft-hearted......"

Downstairs, He Shengming kicked the telephone pole, although his toes hurt faintly, but he finally breathed. When I looked down again, I found that the leather shoes I had worn for many years had been kicked by him, and I couldn't help but feel distressed.

In other words, although a pair of leather shoes is only about 100 yuan, and he can earn more than 100 a day now, but tomorrow will be closed for one day, isn't that equivalent to his own day, and he will lose two pairs of leather shoes at once......

But then again, Director Ding just said that "Looking for Immortals" is going to be published.

If the book is published, shouldn't he also have his share of the manuscript fee?

He Shengming was frightened, and greed rose again.

My mind was confused for a long time before I remembered what I was doing here.

He reached out and stopped a tricycle.

From thrift to luxury.

Since the serialization of "Looking for Immortals", he has been riding a tricycle for more than ten days in a row, and he has developed a habit......