"Then how are you going to help me realize my dream?" Xia Yiran asked with a smile.

Liu Zhe rolled his eyes, "Of course, I wrote songs and movie scripts for you, well, if necessary, I can also dedicate myself to filming some kiss scenes or something." ”

Xia Yiran snorted and muttered, "Couldn't it be a TV drama script? I still like TV dramas." ”

"I don't have time to write, you think the script of the TV series is so easy to write, this is not a general story, if you want to write it, you must even write the scene dialogue, which adds up to hundreds of thousands of words. ”

"Isn't it possible to hire a screenwriter to write it......"

This is indeed a good idea, come up with a story outline by yourself, and throw the rest to the screenwriter to compile dialogue and other content, saving worry and effort.

But if he redeems it, it must be a complete script, does he have to go to great lengths to summarize it and then throw it to the screenwriter to refine the dialogue?

If he does, then he is a fool, and it is better to write about him.

So, "Who am I? I'm an author, and of course I have to do my own story." ”

Xia Yiran pursed her lips, "Cut, it seems like the author is some great profession." ”

"......" Yoo Chul has nothing to say, because the author is really not a stream.

It can be said that more than half of young people have seen it, but few people talk about it in reality.

Why?

Because it's considered garbage literature, it's not good to read it at all, you say you're here, and it's definitely not a good look, if the object is your parents, maybe it will be mixed with sticks!

Just when the two were chatting, Beibei's unhappy voice sounded: "Mom and Dad don't pay attention to the jam, hum." ”

At this moment, the little girl had finished eating a skewer, and when he was bored, he was not happy when he heard his parents chatting about something he didn't understand.

"I've eaten all the jams, I'm done with it, and Dad still has so much," Liu Zhe said, shaking the kebab that had barely touched in his hand.

"Dad doesn't eat, just talk, talk, talk. Bei Bei suddenly debunked the reason, she had been watching just now.

"Uh......" Liu Zhe was stunned, and then smiled wittily: "Because Dad wants to leave a lot of barbecue for you to eat." ”

"I can't eat any more at night, it's so late now, you still have to go to bed later." Xia Yiran interjected dissatisfiedly.

The little one's mouth flattened, and she glared at her mother with wide eyes, "Mommy is a bad girl, I want to eat delicious food, and I am not full of jam." ”

As soon as he heard the words, he glared back angrily, "When you're full, then you won't have to sleep tonight, don't you know how not to eat too much before going to bed?" ”

The two pairs of big eyes stared at each other for a while, and I saw Beibei, don't try to lie to me, and said, "I saw that my mother also ate." ”

Xia Yiran: "......"

Liu Zhe joked and said, "You can't control your mouth, you will be caught", which made Queen Xia angry.

Half an hour later, Bei Bei chatted and fell asleep leaning on Xia Yiran, and Liu Zhe looked funny.

Think about it, the little guy has been excitedly fiddling with him at noon today "Rainbow Avenue", and now he has been playing until more than eleven o'clock, no wonder he is not sleepy, and the little guy has insisted on it until now It can be said that it is unprecedented.

The cold wind on the mountain was relatively cold, so the two didn't stay longer when they saw that Bei Bei was asleep, and after completely extinguishing the fire, they packed up their tools and went home.

The next day, Yoo Chol sent the video to the studio and asked it to be edited.

Fortunately, even if there is no work over there, it can't be taken so early as the holiday, so after the task is released, it will start to be done there.

Well, I guess I will be scolded for all evil capitalism.

The matter about Liu Zhe on the Internet has cooled down, and the hot spot has been replaced by the news of the little three cuckolds who vomited.

Liu Zhe looked at it, there were already more than 12,000 exchange points, this was simply a naked robbery!

In particular, these 24-character values have now been put on the agenda, and many government billboards in the city have been replaced with these 24 mantras, and his name is really hanging on the back.

Although the outbreak period has passed, the exchange points are still improving little by little, and it is better to last, and it is also a good choice to gather less into more.

Bei Bei and her mother were teasing the two dogs in the yard, while Yoo Chul was rummaging through some recent consultations.

In any case, in the current era of information explosion, it is still necessary to read some current affairs consultation every day, otherwise it may only be a week, and you will be left behind.

When he logged in to QQ, he found that the editor in charge of Tianying had contacted him with several messages, each of which was different for the date, and they were all directly talking about things, rather than asking about the information that was not there, Liu Zhe smiled slightly.

It seems that the editor in charge is quite adaptable.

It's basically the same old way of letting him interact with the reader, break out occasionally, or get some recommendation or something.

Why he wants him to interact with readers, Liu Zhe naturally understands, because he is called the author of the iceberg by book friends, and the author's name is simply the opposite of the creature.

What surprised him the most was that he asked him yesterday if he was about to finish.

To be honest, Liu Zhe really doesn't know if it's really about to end, he has already copied this book early, and it is just for opening the scene, so naturally he doesn't pay much attention.

I went into my author's background and looked at it, and found that there really weren't many chapters left. With the current progress of ten chapters a day, it will probably be completed in twelve days.

took the time to reply to the editor-in-charge: "Well, the book has been written, and it will be released for twelve days." ”

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The magic capital set off on the Chinese network.

Zhao Tianying is drinking coffee leisurely at the moment, browsing the author's information and replying one by one, which has become his mechanical life day after day.

Suddenly, he saw something, and he choked on the coffee he had already drunk in his mouth, and he burst into tears and coughed.

The author called "About not cute" replied to him!

But soon my heart calmed down.

He can see that the author's focus is not on it, to put it bluntly, it is a part-time job, and it may even be a big boss.

Seeing that he only updates ten chapters and ten chapters at a fixed time every day, I understand, this should have been written, and then I just threw it and let it update automatically and ignore it.

I didn't interact with book friends, didn't manage the comment area, and didn't reply to him as the editor-in-charge.

He doesn't make a fuss about it anymore, and what he pursues now is: the author can do whatever he likes, he doesn't care.

Seeing the author's reply at this moment, Zhao Tianying looked really like this, but this book is about to end, and he has to ask about his plans for the next one.

"When are you going to release your next book?"

I was about to send it, but after thinking about it, I deleted it and changed it to "Do you have an idea for your next book?".

"Well, there's an idea. Liu Zhe replied vaguely.

He can't say that he has copied more than two million words in his next book, and he doesn't plan to sign a contract, just publish the work on your platform, right?

If he really said it, it is estimated that he will be able to release the next book or not.