Chapter Seventy-Six: "The Legend of Wukong" One million

In the evening, Wang Yi went to the Blue Time Bar. The hesitant language and the extremely contradictory mood finally made the fourth sister understand what Wang Yi wanted to say. The fourth sister was very free and easy, and said: "Qing'er told me a long time ago about this situation, it's nothing, the bar singer itself has a lot of mobility, and with your singing level, it is impossible to spend a lifetime in the bar." We had a plan. ”

Seeing the fourth sister so calm, Wang Yi's mood was much better. In the end, the fourth sister wanted to give Wang Yi this month's salary, but Wang Yi resolutely didn't want it. After going back and forth to shirk, the fourth sister had no choice but to give up. Let Xiao Zhao help Wang Yi open a bottle of good wine.

Tonight, the band went up again. No one said goodbye to the bar, but everyone sang extra hard. Even Yaya and Chen Jiani were in tears. You can see their love and nostalgia for bars.

Wang Yi's mood was also very heavy, this place was the place where he worked for the first time after he was reborn, and it was also the place where he was given a place to settle down. It's just that I'm leaving now, and I suddenly find myself a little reluctant. Although Wang Yi has been a human being for two lives, he still has a bit of otaku genes in his bones.

Carrying a guitar on stage, Wang Yi sang an old farewell song affectionately.

Don't ask me where I'm from

My hometown is far away

Why wandering

Wandering far away

Wang Yi once again used his magnetic voice to interpret the faint sadness, beautiful melody, abundant feelings, and a voice full of magnetic magic, and everyone was stunned at this moment.

After singing this song, Wang Yi went home. It's not even 11 o'clock. Yu Jinqiu was very surprised and asked him why he came back so early, Wang Yi was very tired and lay on the sofa and told Yu Jinqiu what happened that day. Yu Jinqiu didn't say anything, just gently hugged Wang Yi in her arms and quietly listened to Wang Yi's complaints.

As soon as Wang finished speaking, his mood actually improved. Looking at the demure Yu Jinqiu, the two did not speak, looked at each other and smiled, snuggled up to each other, and quietly watched the old movies on TV.

Just when Wang Yi and Yu Jinqiu were enjoying the warmth, no one would pay attention to it, just on the opposite floor, behind the glass window, a high-powered lens appeared.

After a night of repair, Wang Yi was resurrected with full blood. Since I didn't stay up late, I got up earlier than usual today. After a trip to Tai Chi and a trip to Wing Chun, Wang Yi was full of energy and vigorous blood. At this time, there was a dinging sound in his mind, and Shangguan Jing appeared.

"Master, congratulations!" Shangguan Jing said, "Master's body has reached the strength of a junior martial artist, and he can practice some wide-opening and closing boxing techniques." You can now learn Bajiquan. Host, right or wrong exchange. ”

"Exchange!" Wang Yi didn't hesitate, he just felt that the white light flashed, and the Baji Fist was imprinted in his mind.

Wang Yi called softly in his heart, "Bajiquan!", and in an instant, Wang Yi fought on his own according to the routine of Bajiquan.

The fist is like a meteor, the eyes are like electricity, the waist is like a snake, the feet are like a drill; the tail is full of energy, the rigidity and softness are round, and the upper and lower are connected; the body is loose and introverted, and the body is full of light and neat heads; the yin and yang are changing rapidly, and the source of destiny is in the waist.

Bajiquan is a world-famous boxing method, and the former warlords, as well as Lao Jiang and Taizu, have invited the masters of Bajiquan to be bodyguards.

There is a good saying, "Wen has Taiji to secure the world, and Wu has eight poles to determine the world". It can be seen that Bajiquan is powerful in actual combat.

After Wang Yi finished a set of Baji Boxing, the old man came. When the phone number was saved that day, Wang Yi knew that the old man's surname was Zou and his name was Zou Shiyan.

"Uncle Zou!" Wang Yi greeted with a smile: "You are old! Do you have a rehearsal today?"

Old man Zou looked at Wang Yi and said, "Didn't we make an appointment for the afternoon!" and asked, don't you believe the old man?"

"How can it!" Wang Yi said, "Just confirm it again." ”

Watching the old man practicing the repertoire energetically, Wang Yi couldn't help but feel a little emotional. The opera industry is really not easy, you must practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, and never leave your fists and songs. The reason why those famous corners in the past were able to become famous was because they were practiced little by little. It's called "one minute on stage, ten years off stage". So there really are no shortcuts to success. Unless a traverser like him has a golden finger.

After the two practiced, they made an appointment at 2 p.m. to meet in a nearby park. And they went home.

Wang Yi is resting today and has nothing to do. Yu Jinqiu wanted to take Nan Nan to dance class, and originally said that she was going to give Jiajia a name, but Wang Yi considered that Jiajia was still too young and didn't want her to be tired. To be honest, kids are too tired now. The parents' inexplicable sense of crisis gives the children invisible pressure. Can't let the child lose at the starting line, I don't know who said this sentence, it's really hell. You don't see the schoolbags of current elementary school students, which are about to catch up with the weight of Wang Yi when he was in high school.

It is equivalent to Jinqiu leaving, Wang Yi sat down next to the computer and turned on the ancient computer. This computer can probably be used as an antique collection.

It took a long time for the computer to enter the system page. This speed is gone. Wang Yi opened the dotted Chinese network, entered his account password, when Wang Yi entered the writer's area, Wang Yi was stunned by the short station, 165 station short! What the hell is this? It turned out to be a signing notice of various tricks, 165 station short urging signing, it is estimated that there is no one.

According to the information provided on the short station, Wang Yi added the ball number of the contracted editor. Wang Yi's contracted editor added Wang Yi almost in seconds the following year, and sent a message at the same time.

"Tomato fried potatoes big, you've finally appeared!"

The emergence of this situation, if Wang Yi's predecessor, the one who fights the street to earn full attendance, knows about it, how can he be embarrassed. You must know that he signed the contract with a word count of 100,000 words and tireless application over and over again. Coincidentally, the contracted editor was still the following year.

"I've been busy lately," Wang said, pretending to be thirteen, "so I didn't look at the results this month." ”

"That tomato fried potato is big, can you complete your profile, and we'll talk about the contract when it's over." ”

"Okay! I'm done!"

It took a moment to get everything done. Wang Yi sent a message. The two sides have conducted rounds of signing negotiations. Because the book "The Legend of Wukong" is too popular. Diandian Chinese Network has made big concessions. Wang Yi was also short of money in reality, so Wang Yi packaged the electronic copyright, physical book copyright, and audio book copyright of "Wukong Biography" and sold it to Diandian Chinese.com.

Diandian Chinese Network also generously gave Wang a 5% royalty on the physical book. Wang Yi is very satisfied with such a result, after all, he still firmly holds the film and television copyright in his own hands.

Since getting along with Yu Jinqiu, Wang Yi has felt that his courage is getting worse, and with this million, Wang Yi can do a lot of things.

After getting rid of Wang Yi, the contracted editor sighed the next year and sent a message to the editor in charge, Wu Tong.

"Do you know who the tomato fried potatoes are?"

"Who is it?"

"It's the original pit goods called Master Yun, it's really impressive for three days, this is no longer impressive, it's the rhythm of buttoning eyeballs!"

"It's really fake? That's a eunuch nursery, I didn't expect it!"

Both of them don't understand the world anymore.

Wang Yi let out a long sigh when he saw the SMS reminder of the account transfer. silently recited Shangguan Jing in his heart, and Shangguan Jing came out in response.

"Master, what are you looking for me?"