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It's dark at night.

On the tracks, in the midst of a fast-moving train, Xu Lu lay on the middle bunk with a little sadness, looking at the scenery flashing outside the window.

"Dididi!"

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Xu Lu came back to her senses and found that it was her mobile phone, and hurriedly found it to connect the phone, "Hey, hello!"

"Hello, hello, are you Xu Lu?"

On the other end of the phone, a female voice asked excitedly.

"Oh I am! you're ......"

"Hello Xu Lu, my name is Bai Fang, I am the director of the artist management department of Beijing Maple Leaf Hall Music Company, now I want to know, have you signed a contract with other music companies?"

"Huh?

Xu Lu is still blind, and she hasn't remembered anything yet.

"That's great, I want to make sure, do you have any other contracts on you?"

"Nope!"

"Really, are you interested in coming to the capital, let's talk? Or where are you now, and we're going to look for you?"

"I'm on the train!"

After Xu Lu spoke, she quickly turned the corner, "Wait, you said you were from a music company?"

"Yes, we want to sign you as a singer!"

"Liar!" Xu Lu smiled and was about to hang up the phone.

Bai Fang was anxious, "Wait a minute, Miss Xu, if you don't believe me, you can add me on WeChat, and I will send you the company's business license, or what evidence do you want to see." It's all right!"

"How did you find me?" Xu Lu couldn't help but ask.

"Well, this is also what friends in the circle helped to find, you left a file on Mango Terrace!"

Bai Fang smiled, "Now that the show is on the air, you are very popular, and it is estimated that many companies want to sign you." But don't worry, our Maple Leaf Hall will definitely give you the best contract, and if you have any conditions, you can mention it!"

"The show is on the air?"

Xu Lunana said, "What do you mean...... "Super Idol" has been broadcast? What is the number today?

"Well, yes!" Bai Fang was also a little suspicious, this girl who answered the phone, was it Xu Lu?

Xu Lu's heart is very complicated now, up and down a mess. Forgive her for being just a nineteen-year-old girl, who has never been in the world, and her brain is slow to react to these sudden news.

"Hey, Xu Lu, are you still there......?"

Bai Fang's calls kept coming from the mobile phone, and Xu Lu came back to his senses, "Oh, I'm here." I'm here, I'm going to Harbin on this train. But we should be able to get to the capital at noon tomorrow, and let's meet and talk, shall we?"

She was very happy, but she was sad because she didn't make it to the top 10 and was embarrassed to go back to meet her classmates, relatives and friends, and felt that she had failed to live up to their expectations, especially her mother's spirit in heaven. It's harder for her to console.

She didn't expect things to change so quickly, of course she was happy, and in her opinion, it was a very heavy honor.

hung up Bai Fang's phone and didn't take a breath. Another call came in.

"Hey, hello, is it Xu Lu? I'm the manager of Beijing Huayue Entertainment......

This one hangs up, and another one comes in.

"Hello, is it Xu Lu, I'm the director of the magic city Changxiang Music......

“……”

Along the way, countless phone calls came in, which made Xu Lu confused again.

……

At the same time.

Jiang Lun opened the microcast before going to bed, took a selfie of sleeping with a side face, and then sent it out, with a postscript: "I'm so tired! Sleep!"

However, just a few seconds after they were sent, the comments quickly accumulated.

"Jiang Lun, I watched "Super Idol" today, you are really handsome!"

"Your comments are not sharp enough, learn more from Teacher Hong Na!"

"Are you stupid? Why don't you pass XXX?"

"Jiang Lun, Jiang Lun, how strong did Xu Lu get to in the end?"

"Don't eliminate Zhao Xinrui! I love to hear him sing so much!"

“……”

Jiang Lun glanced at these comments, he was now thick-skinned, whether he was scolding himself or praising himself, he didn't have any strong emotional twists and turns.

I read a few more messages, liked a few comments, closed my phone and went to sleep.

Next.

The weather was sunny.

Jiang Lun woke up naturally, stretched out and sat up, walked out of the bedroom after washing, and saw Mai Le sitting on the sofa in the living room, and Kang Hong didn't know what to talk about, and couldn't help but wonder, "Why do you get up so early every day?"

"Busy with work?" said McNugget naturally, "like you, we are serving!"

"Hey!" Jiang Lun smiled, "I'm embarrassed to say that, what about breakfast?"

"Look, what's embarrassing about you?" McNugget pouted, "Breakfast is on the kitchen counter, do you want to warm it up for you?"

Jiang Lun walked over, and saw a bag of xiaolongbao and a bag of soy milk on the kitchen counter, a very simple and practical breakfast, and picked it up and ate it without saying anything.

While eating, McNugget walked over and placed a bag in front of him, "The mask you want is ready, see if it fits?"

"It's done?" Jiang Lun looked at the bag, but unfortunately there was oil on his hands, so it was difficult to take it out, "Put it here! I'll go back and try it for Wei Bo!"

"Hey, for him?" McNugget laughed, "I guessed that you, the judge, care so much about the contestants!"

"It's not just the relationship between the judges and the contestants, but in this finals, I am also his star guest singer!"

"Tsk, this mango station has to give another money, right?" McNugget immediately became alert, "I need to discuss it with them!"

As soon as he said this, Jiang Lun also felt that he should give another money, so he said, "Then you go to find Sister Hong and Brother Cheng's agent, discuss with them, and go together when the time comes!"

"Okay, it's on me!"

McNugget patted his chest, turned back to Kang Hong and said, "Hey, there's another mission!"

After breakfast, Jiang Lun went to find Wei Bo.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that he was still lying on the bed and did not get up. I couldn't help but stretch my slippers and kick him in the leg, "Hey, get up, don't sleep in!"

"Hmm......"

Wei Bo looked at him in a daze, and stretched his waist to see Jiang Lun. Suddenly sat up from the bed, "Teacher, are you here?

"What's early, what time is it, have you eaten?, wash up and go to eat!" Jiang Lun threw the bag in his hand on the bed, "Your mask is ready, try to see if it fits!"

"Okay, ahache......"

Webpo yawned and pulled out his mask. Try to keep it on your face, "Well, yes, great! Teacher, this material is soft, and it doesn't affect singing!"

"Okay, then you can take this with you in the future, and make you another pair another day. Replaced!"

Webbo got off the ground, and there was never a mirror in his house. I can only follow the floodlight of the glass window to see my current image.

The black leather mask on his face blocked almost all the wounds, it was just perfect.

"Teacher Jiang Lun, thank you!" Wei Bo turned around and bowed to Jiang Lun.

"Okay, stop slapping, go wash up and eat. I'll be waiting for you in the house!"

"Uh-huh!"

Wei Bo took these few steps, obviously much more confident, humming a little song and walking towards the bathroom, refreshed.

……

After staying in Changsha until June 22, Jiang Lun took the opportunity to rush back to the capital.

Tonight. The annual online literature list award ceremony of Qiwindow.com is waiting for him to arrive.

And at this award ceremony, he still has an important thing to announce, which he has arranged for Mai Le to be responsible for negotiating with Kaiqing.com, that is, the release of "Sou Shen Ji".

During this time in Changsha, he also coded out the second and third volumes of "Sou Shen Ji", the first three volumes totaled more than 200,000 words, which will be used as the first part, and will be uploaded on the Qizhuang network from June 25, and the first three volumes will also be used as the first "Sou Shen Ji I.-Shennong Messenger", and the physical version will be released simultaneously.

This shocking news is now only known to Jiang Lun and several editors within Qichuang, and there is no information from the outside world.

Jiang Lun returned to publish the book and once again put on the identity of the author, which is impossible in the eyes of many people.

Because everyone thinks that Jiang Lun, who has stepped into the entertainment industry, should not write any more books, at most he will write an autobiography, or a prose sketch, or even a film and television script adapted into a novel text, which does not have to be written by him, just hang a vest and find a gunman.

And when Qiwindow.com and Yida Brokerage knew that Jiang Lun was going to write a million-word long fantasy novel, they were dumbfounded.

When they saw the 70,000 words in the first volume of "Sou Shen Ji", they could no longer be described as dumbfounded.

This level, this writing, this storyline, this brain hole...... As soon as this article is published, I'm afraid that another genre will be created!

But Jiang Lun knows that what is beautiful about "Sou Shen Ji" is the emotions and stories inside, especially in the era of the flood and famine, constructing a flesh-and-blood story and creating distinct characters is a field rarely covered in current fantasy novels.

And if you want to really talk about the Honghuang cultivation system, you have to count another book, but in the face of the current entity, film and television adaptation, etc., "Sou Shen Ji" is more suitable, so Jiang Lun chose this.

The scene of the award ceremony.

Many people have seen Jiang Lun, but participating in other activities is different, and many people are surprised by his presence.

"Huh, why is Jiang Lun here?"

"There are several awards for "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" today, is he here to receive the awards?"

"He's a big star, it's good to let the assistant come to accept the award, and do it himself?"

"You see, his assistant is also here, and there are quite a few, one, two, three, four...... This battle deserves to be a star!"

"Alas, it's amazing to be able to write online novels to this point!"

"He's not relying on novels, he's relying on music, and it's really weird, this guy mixes everything, novels, movies, music, TV series...... Alas, and let no one else live?"

"It's easy to say, if he doesn't mix, where will those who write tomb robberies go to eat now? Look at the rankings in the past two years, how popular the tomb robberies that follow the trend are!"

"Even if I don't know if he has other types of novels......"

"What, you want to follow suit?"

"Hehe......"

Everyone's words and deeds, Jiang Lun didn't have an idea, as soon as he walked into the venue, a few young people in suits and leather shoes, dressed as successful people, walked up.

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