After dinner, Zhou Xiaohan and the others discussed the issue of the next game. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Xiaohan, I don't think you know much about the current game. Like in your script, these scenes are all modern and advanced. There are few companies that have the strength to make such a game. ”

When Zhou Xiaohan heard this, Uncle Chen couldn't do it, she really didn't know what to do.

Lao Chen looked at Zhou Xiaohan's changing face and saw Zhou Xiaohan's loss.

He continued, "I happen to have a game here that is a bit similar to yours, but there are a lot of changes that need to be made. So I hope you'll give me a month to make changes before coming back to you. ”

Zhou Xiaohan heard Lao Chen say that there was no problem, and thought to himself that it would really be no problem. hurriedly said, "Thank you, Uncle Chen." ”

Yang Yang also followed Zhou Xiaohan to thank Lao Chen: "Thank you, Uncle Chen." ”

"You're welcome, are we all our own people, Lao Zhou, your daughter is like my daughter." Your daughter's affairs, do you say you can help?" said Lao Chen proudly.

……

When she returned home, Zhou Xiaohan felt relieved that one thing had finally been solved. Now you can codeword with peace of mind.

In this way, in the second week of Zhou Xiaohan's return home, Yang Yang took on the role of a third male in Kyoto. Now that he has arrived at the crew, Zhou Xiaohan can only continue to write "The Legend of Zhen Huan" every day.

Zhou Xiaohan, who has nothing to do, moves the plot in his head to the computer like a codeword every day.

In that time and space, there were 7 "The Legend of Zhen Huan", and now Zhou Xiaohan doesn't want to be so troublesome, so he plans to write one directly, and it's okay to have a little more words, if you want to publish it, it's okay to divide it into three volumes.

But when it comes to publishing, "Weiwei" has really been published, after all, the game is already in production, and the novel version will definitely be published.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaohan thought of her friend Li Fenfang, her family is in the publishing house business, and she herself is also the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, so it should be no problem to come to her.

"Hey, is it Fangfang?"

Li Fenfang saw that it was Zhou Xiaohan's call, and felt very strange, didn't she attend their sisters' gatherings recently, why did she call her at this time.

"Oh, it's Xiaohan, why did you think of my sister today, is the handsome guy who is not at your house with you?"

Listening to the embarrassment of the good sisters, Zhou Xiaohan was helpless for a while, she has now become a guy who is heavy on sex and light on friends in the circle of sisters.

"Fangfang, how can it be so exaggerated. Yang Yang doesn't need me to accompany him, and he also has a job. ”

"Okay, okay, then Miss Zhou said what to do with me today, don't say it's inviting me to dinner, sister, I don't believe it."

Listening to her sister's words, Zhou Xiaohan scratched her scalp with a headache.

"Here's the thing, I wrote a novel and wanted you to help me publish it." Zhou Xiaohan said a little uneasily.

Li Fenfang was silent for a moment and said, "Take it over and I'll take a look at it first, and I'll arrange it after I've seen it." ”

As soon as Zhou Xiaohan heard that there was a play, he hurriedly answered: "I'll come to your publishing house to find you next afternoon." ”

"Okay, then I'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Xiaohan started his codeword career again.

When Zhou Xiaohan finished coding the 50,000-word manuscript, Zhou Xiaohan felt that the manuscript was almost finished and could be sent to the cloud novel online.

I directly uploaded 10,000 words in one go, waiting for the website to review.

After uploading, continue to code.

This book has a lot of words, and I plan to write more manuscripts, and I hope to earn more when it is put on the shelves.

Now Zhou Xiaohan is an unemployed vagrant, and he is not cold enough to ask Zhou's father for money, and it is not easy for Yang Yang to make money there.

Women should be self-reliant, and if they can make money by themselves, they should try not to ask men for money.

After lunch, Zhou Xiaohan saw that the time was about the same, and before leaving, he told Zhou's mother that he was going out.

When I arrived at the door of Li Fenfang Publishing House, I looked up and wrote Fragrance Publishing House, thinking that this Fangfang was too capricious, and the publishing house directly named it after himself.

The name is not literary at all, but how to say it, when this publishing house was opened. It was originally Fangfang's play ticket.

But I didn't expect that what I am doing now is still impressive, and Fangfang is also working hard.

Zhou Xiaohan's sister group now basically everyone has their own career, originally Shen You is the same as herself, but now Shen You has her own career, and she doesn't have a decent job.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaohan felt that her own novels must be written well, and she could not be embarrassed in front of her sisters.

I am now one of my sisters who lives freely. Each of them always has some troubles about this and that.

At this time, Zhou Xiaohan shouted in his heart, "Zhou Xiaohan, you must succeed, you must not hold Yang Yang back, you must win glory for your parents and make them proud of themselves."

Zhou Xiaohan walked into Fangfang's office and saw that Fangfang was busy, so he didn't want to disturb, so he sat on the guest chair next to him.

When Li Fenfang was done, she saw Zhou Xiaohan sitting there, and asked in surprise: "Xiaohan, when did you come, why did you get there without saying a word." ”

"It's not that you're busy, how can I disturb your work, and besides, I'm not in a hurry to do this."

Zhou Xiaohan looked up at Fangfang as if she was fine, and then continued: "If it's okay, let's take a look at the novels written by my sisters." ”

As soon as the words landed, Fang Fang walked to Zhou Xiaohan's side, took the laptop handed over by Zhou Xiaohan and looked at it.

An hour later, Fangfang's voice of exclamation was heard.

"Xiaohan, when did you start writing novels, and you wrote so well, say, when did you start to be so low-key."

Zhou Xiaohan listened to her best friend's exaggerated words, and said speechlessly: "It's only been a few days since I finished writing, besides, how can I be embarrassed to say such a small thing in front of my sisters, and I'll talk to my sisters when the novel is published." ”

"Okay, then I'll keep it a secret for you." Fangfang knew that Zhou Xiaohan planned to surprise everyone.

"Well, thank you." Zhou Xiaohan said mischievously.

"It's a small thing. By the way, how did you write a novel so well? Those Perfectionists will be crazy to see such a good novel written by you. Fangfang said exaggeratedly.

"Is it well written, thank you Editor-in-Chief Li for your compliment, it seems that I have no problem publishing this novel." Zhou Xiaohan said flatteringly.

"No problem, of course no problem, you can rest assured that you will put it here with me, and I will arrange it for you. The copyright still belongs to you, and you will have to give me the cost of publication when the time comes. ”

"No problem, it's supposed to be for you."

The publishing problem was solved, and Zhou Xiaohan returned home with inner satisfaction.

Continuing her codeword career......