"What do you mean by that?"

Wu Jiahui was stunned by Luohe's sudden words.

On the side, little Lori also looked at it suspiciously.

"The meaning is very simple, my novel is a fantasy campus novel that has not yet appeared in China, and the sales should not be lower than "Anti-Japanese", as for the end, should I continue to upload the novel website... I'm going to have to think about it!"

Little Lori was startled, she had already understood what Luohe meant.

"You're threatening me," Wu Jiahua's face sank.

Luo He is very single. "You know, otaku don't have any pot friends, and besides, my temper is also very short-tempered."

"Moreover, I only care about fame when I write novels, not money!"

"As long as my novels are good, they can be famous there"

Wu Jiahua's face became more and more ugly, this year's newcomer Wang had just become famous, and he dared to directly threaten him, which was too annoying.

"How do I know that what you said is true? The new novel can have the current results of "Anti-Japanese", which is also a completely unguaranteed thing!"

Luo He smiled again. "Well, you can choose not to believe it! Anyway, I have nothing to lose."

Wu Jiahua stopped talking, he was really angry, you must know that Luohe is such a difficult mouth. He said that he would not let him come here, he was willing not to see this Luohe for half a time.

Little Lori on the side was completely silent!

For her, in order to sell his "Anti-Japanese" comic adaptation to himself, that Luo He was able to do this.

Little Lori really can't imagine, why? Why is he able to do it to this extent!!

"You guys go back first... Let me think about it and communicate with the editor-in-chief!"

Wu Jiahua was a little weak, and he waved his hand.

"You are the rookie king of this year, and you now have the capital to say that you will be hot next... However, the market is constantly changing, and your self-confidence and the ability you have now is not enough to prove it. ”

Luo He didn't refute it, but he believed that the "Dragon Clan" of the great writer god in the original world was known as the masterpiece of Oriental Harry Potter......

It will be even more dazzling, because, in the recommendation on the first page, it is written~ "However, I believe that on this planet, as long as the quality of the work is good, readers will definitely find it and like it!"

Wu Jiahui looked at Luohe, and finally pointed outside.

"Right now, the Great God Salon is holding a live creation competition... If you can take the first place, I believe you have that ability!"

In the lobby outside, little Lori shook her head at Luohe coldly.

Probably to add a little height, she wore a magic hat that showed the second dimension, which was originally very cute, but when she shook her head just now, the hat almost covered half of her face.

"You don't want to participate"

"Why?"

Luohe is strange. "Don't you want to get the copyright of the comic adaptation of "Anti-Japanese"?"

"I really want to get it, but I don't want to see you do it for me... Because, I really can't fully accept this kind of unjustified giving. ”

"I..."

"I'm going to do whatever I want, why do I want so many reasons..."Luo He interrupted her, "If, you really want a reason..."

"That is, I believe in you very much, and I also believe in my own vision, you will definitely be able to draw the comics of "Anti-Japanese" to the best level in China, and at that time, you will let everyone come to see how strong you are Leng Mengmeng... And at that time, my "Anti-Japanese" comic was a big seller, and I could carry out the next copyright animation production, and then the animation of "Anti-Japanese" won the first place in Chinese animation, so as to get the first animation in the world in the world!"

Little Lori was stunned coldly, and she looked at Luohe with emotion. "Really?

Luo He took a step forward, and at that moment, Xiao Lori seemed to see a heroic dry cloud from Luo He's body, and then Luo He was serious.

"Actually, I'm just an idle egg..."

Idle... Egg hurts ~ Egg hurts ~ Egg hurts ~

Lori: "......"

Lori: "......"

Lori: "......"

"Do you want to participate in the live creation competition?"

Luo He sat down in his seat and raised his hand to the event declarant.

"Hey, who's this author? So late?"

"He seems to have come a long time ago, and he just went to find the editor-in-chief of Fantasy with that notoriously short Leng Mengmeng..."

"Haha, I heard that Leng Mengmeng also has a comic studio, she won't ask the author for the copyright of the comic adaptation... I heard that there are only 2 people in their comic studio, so I guess it's hanging!"

"Hey, who's that male author?"

You don't know?! Some time ago, the Internet writer who made a fuss on the Internet was strongly asked by readers to change the content and plot of the work's 'watermelon dragon'!"

"Oh, it's him, this year's rookie king! But how can I listen to the sour words in your words..."

"We put the same batch on the shelves, he is first, I am second. "This author has a Mediterranean head shape, dark spots on his face, a large belly, and thick legs. He is [I am the blackest] original name: I am the whitest. "Originally, his grades were several times that of mine, but he was still a little white face!"

"It's just that it's a little unpleasant to look at!"

"Obviously, you can eat with your face, but you just compete in our online literature circle, the first order of 60,000 level, and directly refresh the new record of 5 years..."

"That Luohe, I can't get used to him, he came late... I still think very highly of myself, thinking that I have suddenly become the rookie king of this year, but there is no one in my eyes, and I have no respect for us, the newcomers of the older generation..."

"He deserves to be with that unproductive Leng Mengmeng..."

At this time, on the podium in the lobby, a well-faced host came to the stage, and beside him stood two editors-in-chief and two editors-in-charge, including Wu Jiahui, the editor-in-chief of fantasy who Luo He knew.

The moderator smiled gently.

"Ladies and gentlemen, be still!"

"Today, all the gods from the Internet world gather here, so that the aura of the gods here is rising a lot~"

The sporadic laughter below was not enthusiastic.

"The Great God Author Salon is a gathering for communication and relaxation... We have seven days of free play, but not today, haha, don't get me wrong, gods, I will let you move bricks and do some hard work..."

There was another sporadic burst of laughter below, slightly more than just now.

"This is a mental work, compared to it, it is not more tiring than moving bricks!" The upright-looking host's words suddenly became more serious. "Live Creation Contest!Meet Friends with Poetry and Lyrics!!"

"Our great gods are all literati, and it is most suitable to make friends with literature~"

"However, our organizer [Novel Group] will not let the gods break their minds for no reason!" the host waved his left hand. "Gods, please look at the big screen, we have prepared four awards for poetry, song, lyrics and novels. ”

On the big screen, the staff in the rear quickly switched.

"The first prize: 100,000 yuan in cash. ”

"The second prize: the latest [technology thin notebook] worth 50,000 yuan. ”

"The third prize: a white angel necklace worth 10,000 yuan. ”

As soon as these three prizes came out, there was an immediate silence all around.

"The value of the prize is not particularly precious, but this salon itself is a grand event for making friends with literature. After all, it's too precious, and it will inevitably hurt the harmony!"

Now, there was more laughter below.

"Then, I won't delay the time for the gods to recite poems and compose lyrics. The host stood aside, and a young girl in uniform stood in the middle of the stage with the third prize, the White Angel Necklace.

Now, there was more laughter below.

"Then, I won't delay the time for the gods to recite poems and compose lyrics. The host stood aside, and a young girl in uniform stood in the middle of the stage with the third prize, the White Angel Necklace.

"Let's start with the third: the word comparison. ”

"The subject matter is not limited, the temporary judges are in charge of the two editors-in-chief and the editor-in-charge around me, of course, the gods in the audience, which one is a talented talent, whether it is a really good word we know at a glance. ”

The gods below are all interested.

The host took the registration form in his hand and read it out loud with a loud smile: "Next, we have invited the last god who signed up for the competition [Watermelon Dragon] original name: Mr. Luohe, please come to the stage." ”