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"Ahh In a moment of panic, the girl instinctively cried out.

Liu Jingting immediately took three steps back, his face distorted, and his mouth was full of apologies: "I, I, I don't mean anything else, that I want to see what you do." ”

Liu Jingting's reaction was not because he really felt how heinous this matter was, but because Mi Hu was holding a spatula in his hand.

The misty kitchen, the violated girl, the fiery spatula, this scene and the combination of these props instantly inspired the plot of those crime novels in Yoo Kyung-jeong's mind.

"Sincerely, apologies again, totally ......"

"The outline is finished?" Mi Amber asked, with a frightened look and a calm expression.

"Uh, uh-huh. Liu Jingting nodded suspiciously.

"Put the eggs on the table, go out and write the opening chapter, write as much as you can. After Mi Hu finished speaking, she turned around and continued to stir-fry, leaving Liu Jingting with an unfathomable back.

"Okay, I'll go out. ”

Liu Jingting, who sat on the sofa again, recalled the shocking kiss, and the touching softness was really unsatisfying. "Slap" Liu Jingting slapped his head, damn it, what do you want?

adjusted some of the emotions and began to write the beginning of "Seven Swords Under the Heavenly Mountain", and the story still starts with one word - to send eight sounds to Ganzhou:

Laughing at the rivers and lakes for ten years, the head of the empty teenager. To the copper camel alley, the love is slim, and the heart is long! The wine cold poem is broken, and the southern country is in the autumn. The sword is sad, and there is nowhere to return to the boat. The old world is far away, ask who will stay in Chupei, make a shadow of Zhongzhou, count the heroes and daughters, and look up to the past and the present. It's hard to get rid of the dim lights, and it's hard to hate for a while!

In the early autumn of the southern country, a round of bright moon, nearly mid-heaven. At the end of the day, it was already silent, only in the mansion of the Hangzhou General Army, there was still laughter and noise, and he was full of joy.

This night is the eve of the Hangzhou General Soldier Lady, the General Soldier is a banner man, the surname Nalan, the double name Hideyoshi, is one of the heroes of the founding of the Qing Dynasty, followed Dolgon into the customs, and fought for more than 20 years, before accumulating merit and rising to the post of Hangzhou General Soldier. His daughter, Fang's name, is worthy of her name, and she is famous in the clan for her beauty and intelligence. Her father has no children under his knees, only this one daughter, the baby has to be like a pearl in the palm of her hand, since she was a child, she invited two teachers to teach her, practice martial arts in the room, learn literature at night, and be a talented woman who can do both civil and military affairs.

……

After writing this paragraph, Liu Jingting straightened his waist, only to find that Mi Hu was already standing next to him at some point, staring at the computer screen with two eyes, stunned.

"Is the meal ready?" asked Liu Jingting with a smile.

Mi Hu didn't answer him, and muttered in his mouth: "Count the heroes and daughters, look up to the past and the present." It's hard to get rid of the dim lights, and it's hard to hate for a while! Liu Jingting, no, Gu Yongsheng, how did you come up with these sentences?"

Liu Jingting smiled and said, "I collectively call these gifts from God. ”

In fact, Liu Jingting also asked this question, at that moment when he dreamed back at midnight, he saw Guo Jing carrying the seriously injured Huang Rong on his back, dazed and didn't know where to go, and his heart was agitated and difficult to repeat; he saw the heart-wrenching rainy night when Qiao Feng mistakenly killed Azhu; he saw Yang Guo's mournful roar when he stood on the cliff of broken intestines; he saw Lian Nishang's green silk turn white overnight...... He asked, "How did they come up with these sentences, these stories?"

Now he understands that this is a gift from God, this is really a gift from God, so he is going to be kind and he wants to make these stories come to light again.

"May I make a request, no, a request?" Mi Amber's eyes moved from the screen and fell on Yoo Kyung-jeong.

"You say. ”

"In the future, every time the chapter of the serialization is sent to me first, I want to be the first to see the story. ”

Liu Jingting smiled and said, "You are my editor, it should be like this, can I also have a request." ”

"You say. Mi Hu said with a serious expression.

"I'm hungry and want to eat. ”

"Huh?" Mi Hu didn't expect Liu Jingting to make this request at all, "Yes, we can eat." After turning around and entering the kitchen, with his back to Liu Jingting, the expression on Mihu's face was wonderful, and he couldn't help but silently recit: "Little fart child, little fart child, little fart child......"

Liu Jingting smiled easily, saved the document, and got up to help in the kitchen.

This is Liu Jingting, and it is also Mi Hu, the first time to eat alone with a different xing, this meal went very harmoniously, Liu Jingting didn't expect that Mi Hu's cooking skills were not lower than her eyesight for reviewing.

"This dish is my original creation. Mi Hu pointed to the fried meat with yuba fungus on the plate and said.

"Uh, this, like, ...... before"

"You mean you've seen it, right?"

Liu Jingting nodded.

Mi Hu smiled mysteriously, took out a shiitake mushroom from the plate, and said, "I put extra shiitake mushrooms." ”

“……”

"Can you give me a name?"

Liu Jingting blurted out: "It sounds like it's for children......" Speaking of this, he suddenly realized something, hurriedly lowered his head to eat, and then changed the topic casually: "It's called Xiang'er bamboo, what about this one, it's also original?" Liu Jingting pointed to another plate with chopsticks and asked, this plate is a combination of eggs and minced meat.

"No, this is a dish I saw in a fast food restaurant, come back and try it, you are honored, I made this dish for the first time and was eaten by you. ”

Liu Jingting nodded and said, "It's very edible to look at, well, this ball of minced meat and two bright eggs wrapped around them, this dish can be called 'bright and bright'." After saying that, he sandwiched a large piece.

"Generally speaking, the dishes I've seen can imitate seven or eight layers, which is a talent I inherited from nǎinǎi, just like when you write. Mi Amber said triumphantly.

"I have a story in my head about the heroine who is very good at cooking, and she also cleverly uses this specialty to help her boyfriend learn a lot of kung fu. ”

"Really, what's the name of the heroine?"

"Yes, Huang Rong. ”

"Huang Rong? Well, this name is a bit ordinary, not like the heroine in martial arts novels. ”

Liu Jingting smiled and said, "In the future, I will make this name the most famous heroine in martial arts novels." Thinking of a certain moment in the future, "The Legend of the Shè Eagle Heroes" will be born, Liu Jingting can't hide the surging excitement in his heart.

"I believe this, this is called back to the basics, now the names of the protagonists of the novels are the same, bells and whistles, basically just look at the name of the protagonist to know the grade of the book. ”

Liu Jingting nodded in agreement.

"By the way, I also brought the contract, and you will bring it back later, this still needs to be signed by your parents. ”

Liu Jingting nodded in agreement.

"Why don't you look like you don't care, you're not curious about the contract?"

Liu Jingting thought to himself, the total value of the novel in his mind is estimated to be comparable to the total GDP of a small country in the whole year, how can he care about the contract of a book? The most important thing is that he feels in his bones that a writer should still keep a little high, even if others think that it is hypocritical, but there must always be a little bit.

He looked at Mi Hu sincerely and replied, "I'm underage, I don't have a concept, you can tell me about it." ”

Mi Hu said: ""Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua" is to pay you according to the heavy newcomer manuscript fee, that is, 500 words per thousand, "Seven Swords" is also 500 at the beginning, but it will be increased as appropriate with the results, and if it is assembled and published in the later stage, the royalties will also be paid to you according to the newcomer, generally 8% to 10%, if the results are good, you can give 12%, or even 15%. ”

Liu Jingting listened carefully, and in order to express his interest, he casually asked: "Who has the highest royalties in the bestseller world now?"

Mi Hu said with an expression of "this still needs to be asked": "Of course, the highest ones are Xue Muliang and Han Shuo, but Xue Muliang is now his own boss, his books are basically made by himself, he can get at least 20 percent, Han Shuo's words are also close to this number, in fact, this is still linked to the number of books sold." ”

Liu Jingting nodded with an "um", and then said, "I hope I can fight with them in the future." ”

"You want to compete for the throne of the Heavenly King?" Mi Amber asked with amusement.

Liu Jingting shook his head and said, "That doesn't make sense, it's purely to scare them," Liu Jingting smiled mischievously when he said this, "You see, when the two of them are usually interviewed, they always put on a stinky look of 'will be the top of the mountain, you are not convinced', or 'you have the ability to sell more books than me', so when they stand on the highest peak and look down on the world, I suddenly come out from behind the peak and scare them, isn't it fun?"

Mi Hu also laughed, she naturally knew the meaning of Liu Jingting's so-called "scare them" and the difficulty of it, but one was that she was very confident in her vision, and the other was that she saw Liu Jingting say these things indifferently, so she was even more sure that Xue Muliang and Han Shuo and even the entire publishing industry would be startled by the somewhat naughty boy in front of them.

After eating, the two chatted about the plot of "Seven Swords Under the Heavenly Mountain", and then Mi Hu packed the contract and the laptop computer together and handed it to Liu Jingting, Liu Jingting took the black computer bag, and asked with a smile: "Thank you, Sister Xiaomi, in a year, I will give you an apple." ”

"How do you know my name?"

"Didn't I look at your ID card when I went online that day, Comrade Hu Xiaomi. ”

The young woman who is in the half-baked stage and has a good impression of each other, it is definitely an ambiguous thing to call her name directly, Hu Xiaomi or Mihu was still standing at the door of the community in a daze two minutes after Liu Jingting left, he called his name, and he also plundered his first kiss, he is so hateful at such a young age, how can he grow up?

The hateful Liu Jingting was sitting in the back seat of the taxi at this time, he was in a particularly good mood today, thinking of Mihu's panicked, annoyed, and happy appearance, he couldn't help but want to laugh, the thirty-year-old taxi driver uncle glanced at Liu Jingting from the rearview mirror, and commented in his heart with the attitude of a passerby: "This kid is a typical spring." ”

Liu Jingting returned home, and before he had time to rest, his mother told him a piece of news: "The editor-in-chief of "Children's Literature and Art" just called you and said that it was an appointment, and I agreed for you. ”

"Mom, you ......"

"My son is the best, mom is proud of you. Mom kissed him lovingly on the forehead and walked away with a smile.

That's right, she has another capital to show off to her neighbors and colleagues, but she has to be busy again, what a pit.

Liu Jingting rubbed his head, groaned slightly, and said to himself: "Fairy tale, fairy tale, where to start?" At this time, I suddenly heard a noise in the cabinet, is it a mouse?

"Mouse, two mice, Shuk and Beta?" Liu Jingting's frowning brow stretched out happily.