"You're really going to cheat me!" Zhang Can said to Youguang in extreme dismay, "Don't ask me if I'm done writing." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info just agreed for me?!"

"I really don't blame me," Youguang explained to himself, "Daguang came to ask half a month ago, and it's been two weeks!"

"It's been two weeks of urging, and you can still blame me!" Zhang Can became more and more angry the more he spoke, and he didn't dare to interrupt him.

"It's been so long, did you tell me!ah!" Zhang Can asked loudly.

"Brother Can, I was wrong, I was wrong. You Guang quickly apologized, "Besides, aren't you short of money? Think about your TV series, save money first and save money first." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Can calmed down, not because of what Youguang said, but because Zhang Can knew that there were really a lot of things about Youguang, and he only needed to be responsible for creation, but all the follow-up things, no matter how big or small, were all taken care of by Youguang. It's understandable that he forgot about it.

"Okay, then I'll not talk about it today. I'll go back first, finish the rest, and polish you...... You hurry up and recruit some staff, as well as artists. Zhang Can said.

"Wait. You Guang stopped him and said, "I was going to publish a new book for you, but at this time, with "Passing by Your World", the effect should be the same." ”

"Are you trying to say that in two days, the influence ranking will be opened?" asked Zhang Can.

"That's right, the 19th, it's on the artist's official website. That's when your book works best. In addition, your novel in the island country, although the money cannot be recovered for the time being, the copyright has always been in your hands, so it will be handed over to Xingyue Publishing House for publication for you, but it may not be able to catch up with the opening of the 19th. You Guang said.

"Okay, I'll remember these things, you better hurry up and recruit someone and hire an assistant for yourself. ”

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"Passing by Your World" is divided into seven chapters, which are the first night of first love, the second night of confession, the third night of persistence, the fourth night of warmth, the fifth night of quarrels, the sixth night of letting go, and the seventh night of nostalgia.

Zhang Can has already finished writing the first five volumes. Now only half of "Let Go on the Sixth Night, I Am the Last Life of Love" has been written, and there is "The Seventh Night, There is No Return Trip in Youth".

Zhang Can's hand speed was very fast, and it was only about four o'clock in the afternoon when he came back from the oil light. It would be eight o'clock in the evening, and most of the fight was already done.

"Whew!" Zhang Can stretched, and now, there was only one last story left in front of him, and the book was all finished. It's just that at this time, Zhang Can's stomach gurgled and screamed.

Should I finish the last story I had left, or should I go to dinner?

Zhang Can often has such a situation, hundreds of thousands of words have been typed, but the last 100 words, but he is lazy to write.

Finally, he planned to heed the call of his heart and stomach and go to eat first. It's past eight o'clock, the sky has already darkened, there are still a lot of people in the community, many old people in the shade, gathered in a place in the community garden, shouting five and six, it sounds like playing cards.

On the other side is an army of square dancers, accompanied by passionate music, a group of aunts are dancing unwillingly.

At this time, even if it is a die-hard fan of Zhang Can, he may not be able to recognize him head-on. It's perfect for a walkaround.

Downstairs newly opened a butcher shop that claims not to sell overnight meat, the business is very good, some time ago to do activities, passing by the uncles and aunts, can take away a bag of vegetables, vegetables look a lot, in fact, it is three or four yuan things, this effect is good, are eight o'clock, you can see a lot of people inside.

Next to the butcher shop was a snack bar, and Zhang Can asked for a bowl of noodles to take away. It's not that he's afraid he'll be recognized for eating here, it's a habit he developed in college. You have to pack up and take it home to eat, and you can play games without delay. In the previous life, you can't delay the work of code words because of the time to eat. Otherwise, next month, you may not be able to eat.

The habit remained. The noodles cooked quickly, Zhang Can carried the packaged noodles, and bought some snacks from the small supermarket next to him. That's when I went back.

After eating, Zhang Can took out his mobile phone and looked at the private messages.

Most of the stories in "Passing by Your World" come from the author's own stories, as well as stories told by friends. When Zhang Can looked through his private messages that day, he happened to see a few, similar stories written by him, which aroused his interest. The most surprising thing is that there are still a few stories, which are somewhat similar to the few that Zhang Can is writing.

But there is only a little similarity, and the overall look is very different, and Zhang Can doesn't care.

As soon as Zhang Can took out the chopsticks, the oily phone came.

"Hello?"

"Brother Can, are you done writing?" asked Youguang a little worriedly.

"Almost. Zhang Can turned on the computer and said to Youguang, "It's the last story." ”

"That's good. "Oily was visibly relieved.

He knew that Zhang Can's novel was made up of 33 stories, and since there was only one story left, it was obvious that it would be finished tomorrow at the latest.

"Then I contacted Daguang and started to publicize. You Guang said, "The promotion will start tonight, and the influence ranking will be officially opened the morning after tomorrow, and the serialization will start the night after tomorrow." ”

"No problem," Zhang Can replied, then looked at the manuscript and said, "Let's serialize it in separate volumes." ”

"Seven days?" asked Oillight.

"yes. Zhang Can replied.

Originally, his original plan was to have a story every night, like a thousand and one nights, but to use this book to earn influence, the number has to keep up.

"You can too. Youguang nodded, since Zhang Can said so, it must have been considered, and he didn't have any opinions.

"It's just that," Youguang admonished, "you're going to Kyoto tomorrow to attend the artist conference, so it's better to finish the story at this end quickly." ”

"No problem. Zhang Can replied.

"I don't know how the news about you being the director of Xingyue TV now came out, but most people don't believe it. You Guang couldn't help but say, "Who the hell spread this?"

"There are so many people on the TV station, I'm afraid who saw it. Zhang Can thought for a while and said.

"The good news is that not many people know about it, and the photos have been passed to you, so you can take a good look. After finishing his business, he hung up the phone.

They originally planned to announce Zhang Can as the director of the TV station on the afternoon of the 18th, at the same time as the book launch, but the news that suddenly circulated interrupted their plan.