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Zuo Qian got up early, brushed his teeth and washed his face, Epic Qi went out early as in the past, and Zuo Qian couldn't see her at all early in the morning.

When I was still sleepwalking on the left, on the outskirts of Kyoto, a football field, here, is the training base of the Chinese national football team.

Coach An Xun is a middle-aged man with white sideburns and slightly chubby, early in the morning, he came to the lounge early as always, and now the players have not yet come, he is seeing a book of floral impurities on the table, pick it up and flip it over, coincidentally, turn to [On Chinese Football]. So, he looked at it with great interest, thinking to himself, now the people are still paying attention to the Chinese national football team!

But the further down he went, the darker his face became, and when he saw that the football coach would give his players a face-to-face lecture before the game: "If you can't grab the ball, kick the opponent's leg!"

His chest rose and fell and then looked down, the more he looked at his face, the more ugly he became, at this time a player came in, it was Wang Feng, the captain of the Chinese national football team, as soon as he entered the lounge, he saw the coach holding a magazine with an ugly face, his chest was heaving, and he couldn't help but walk over curiously, thinking what is this coach looking at?

At this time, Coach An Xun saw the last sentence of the Zen master, "I asked you to pull the chicken 8 down!".

The angry Coach Anxun went straight away, he got up and waved his big hand, grabbed the magazine and threw it to the ground, glaring at it with big eyes and exhaling, "Nonsense, this is just nonsense!"

"Coach, coach, don't be angry!" Wang Feng was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to appease. At this time, the members of the football team were talking and laughing in groups, and as soon as they walked into the lounge, they saw the coach lose his temper, and they were all startled.

What's going on? Who the coach?

Coach An Xun was really angry, and he felt a wave of anger in his chest rushing to his brain, and he felt dizzy for a while, and staggered a few steps to the ground.

When the players saw it, they hurriedly ran up.

"Coach!

"Coach, you're alright!"

"Send the coach to the infirmary!"

A group of team members hurriedly sent the coach to the infirmary, and the captain Wang Feng picked up the flower magazine on the ground before leaving and went to the infirmary together.

At the door of the infirmary, a group of big eyes stared, only Wang Feng was rummaging for something with a magazine, and after a while,

"Captain, it can't be that you're making the coach angry again, are you?" asked a tall player curiously.

"No!" Wang Feng shook his head and flipped through the magazine, "When I came, I saw the coach reading this magazine, and then I was dizzy." ”

A group of players were curious, and they gathered around one by one, what magazine could make the coach dizzy?

When Wang Feng turned a humorous story, he saw [On Chinese Football].

A group of people watched it silently, quietly without a sound, and they finally understood why the coach was fainted by anger at this moment.

Not long after, a voice of anger sounded.

"It's all about it! ”

"What this blind guy writes can also be in magazines?"

"Who is this person who moved to the left? Don't let me see him in the future! ”

"Seeing that he counts me as one, I can't swallow this evil breath if I don't send this grandson to the hospital. ”

"Count me in!"

"Count me in!"

"This kid has eaten the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard, and he can't get angry when he beats him. ”

At this time, the captain spoke,

"You don't have to hit someone, it's not good for us. I have a classmate who works in the State Press and Publication Administration and manages all paper publications. As long as I make a phone call, I can clean him up in minutes. Since you dare to provoke our Chinese national football team, you must pay the price. ”

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At this time, Zuo Qian was humming a little song and turned on the computer, created a document, and wrote a two-thousand-word outline of the legend of Sword and Fairy. Then you opened kk and clicked on Li Li's chat window.

Peter Pan: Editor Li, are you there?

About five minutes later,

Li Li, Flower Magazine: Yes. Can I help you?

Peter Pan: That's right, I have a novel now, and I'm going to sell the copyright, do you want to accept it?

Li Li of Huaxiang Magazine: The novel is not under my review, I will review the KK of the novel editor for you, and you can send it to him when the time comes.

Zuo Qian frowned and sighed helplessly,

Jade-faced Peter Pan: Okay!

After a while, Li Li sent kk to review the editor of the novel, and searched left, only to see the other party's screen name, Le Jiayan of Flower Magazine. It looks like it's a woman's name, and when she clicks on the information on the left, it says 23 years old. Yo, you're as old as me! I just don't know how it looks.

Zuo Qian sent the document over with great interest, and his fingers clicked a few words on the keyboard.

Peter Pan: Hello beauty, do you still accept novels?

Floral Magazine Club Le Jiayan: Receiving.

It's too simple, if it weren't for the fact that the other party was a woman, Zuo Qian definitely didn't want to say another word to the other party.

Peter Pan: I have an outline here, and I'll send it to you now.

Floral Magazine: Okay!

Zuo Qian pursed his lips, still so concise, he thought evilly, it couldn't be the eldest aunt coming, right?

There is no way, there is no readership for Zuoqian, and if you send it to Weiwei, there is no money to fight for. And go directly to the publishing house, people may not want to see you. So I first planned to send an outline to the Flower Magazine.

Anyway, a two-thousand-word outline is like a summary, and there is nothing at all. Even if they wanted to write it themselves, they couldn't write anything at all.

Zuo Qian waited with a second leg and waited, and waited for an hour to see that there was no reply, and I felt a little bored. Open the webpage to log in and take a look, and see that Weiwei is still hot at this time.

Zuo Qian fixed his eyes and took a look, hey~! This comment has broken a thousand. And Weiwei's fans have also risen from more than 2,000 to more than 5,000. It's only been a long time! It's still half of 10,000.

He didn't plan to reply to the message, and there were too many people to reply. Not replying to messages can also maintain a high enough force. Zuo Qian happily wants to take a selfie, like those stars on the earth, the idle egg hurts and has nothing to do to post a selfie or something.

But when I wiped my trouser pocket, I found that there was nothing. Left moved to the circle, he forgot that he hadn't bought a mobile phone, which couldn't be pretended. I can't imagine that I don't even have a mobile phone now, it's too miserable!

It seems that let's wait for the manuscript fee to come! Zuo Qian is extremely confident in Xianjianyi, even if it is only a rough outline, he will definitely be able to conquer those editors.

Zuoqian is not playing all day these days. He also read some novels in this world, there are many types, but they basically belong to the literary genre. Then there is a youth type of romance novel, which is not even a science fiction.

And it's like fantasy, urban, magic, science fiction! It's no wonder that no one in this world reads in front of a computer.