"Lao Hu, do you have any good drafts recently? Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Sifang Publishing House, editor-in-chief Yang Chen looked at his friend and right-hand man in the office. Recently, the efficiency of the Sifang Publishing House has become worse and worse. And they don't have good articles to deal with the shock of the market.

So now Yang Chen has a very headache. There is an urgent need to find a few good articles to gild.

"I've done my research, and now the more competitive publishers are receiving very weak articles. Those people are probably just like you now. I have a headache too. And we've stepped up our propaganda efforts. Hu Shuo sighed. The two couldn't help but worry about the future of the publishing house.

"Immortal Sword?" What a strange name. Fan Tongtong looked at the manuscript in his mailbox and muttered. But I still skillfully opened the mailbox and let all the contents be displayed. She has been coming to Sifang Publishing House for more than ten days. Although he is still a newcomer in charge of the editor, he works hard and has been recognized by many colleagues.

White Yujing in the sky, twelve cities on the fifth floor, the immortals touch my top, and the hair is immortalized. Start with a poem? It's a bit new, but I don't know what the content is. With this in mind, Fan Tongtong looked behind carefully and .......

Twilight. Suddenly nine strange men appeared on the stone street, jute shirts, multi-eared bast shoes, a bowl-sized gold ring hanging from the left ear, and their hair was all red, and they were scattered over their shoulders like flames.

These nine people are tall and short, old and young, although their faces are different, their faces are all as expressionless as dead people, and they walk without moving their shoulders or knees, like zombies.

They walked slowly down the long street, and wherever they passed, all sounds immediately stopped, and even the crying of the children was abruptly stopped.

At the end of the street, on a three-zhang high flagpole, four large lanterns were raised.

Vermilion lanterns, black letters.

"Fengyun Inn".

Seeing this, the scene in the book was also presented in front of her at once. At the same time, it also aroused her desire to read it, and at this moment, she seemed to forget her profession and thus became a reader .......

"Fan Fan, I'm out for lunch."

Just when Fan Tongtong was immersed in hard reading, her colleague Winnie woke up her who was addicted to the story of the Immortal Sword.

"No, you go first, I'll finish reading this." In normal times, Fan Tongtong would never leave the food she loved, but the story of the Immortal Sword was so fascinating that she was reluctant to let it go.

"What, you have a good draft?" Winnie looked at Fan Fan's state and knew that a more high-quality manuscript had arrived.

"Hmm."

"Then you watch first, and I'll bring you food later." Winnie finished and left. But she made up her mind to pay attention, and she will go to see it later. There are quality novels, and she hasn't come across them for a long time.

It wasn't until after reading the first three chapters of the Immortal Sword that Fan Tongtong breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to continue reading, he realized that the manuscript had been finished to the end.

"I hate it, why is it gone." Fan Fan was a little angry, at such a critical juncture, it was gone. It's like when you find a big table of meals, but you can only hold three chopsticks, the feeling of scratching your heart is very uncomfortable.

Hey, there's another one? Just when Fan Tongtong was about to go to eat and rest, she found that there was an article in her mailbox. And it's all sent from the past.

This has been posted twice? But now Fan Tongtong can't take care of it, and now she is desperate to know what this Peacock Ling writes.

"Still watching? It's time to eat. Winnie returned to the office with a boxed lunch, looked at Fan Fan, who was still addicted to submission, and shook her head helplessly.

"Wait a minute. I'm done right away. Fan Tongtong said without looking back.

It wasn't until after reading the first three chapters of Peacock Ling that Fan Tongtong leaned back in his chair to rest.

"Done?"

"Hmm." Fan Fan nodded a little lazily.

"Then hurry over and eat, the dishes are going to be cold." After Winnie finished speaking, she pushed the lunch box in front of her friend.

"If you don't say it, I forgot. Thank you, Winnie. ”

Winnie took advantage of Fan Fan's dinner to post the two articles Fan Fan said to her computer. She also wants to see if this novel is really as her friend said, it can make people forget to sleep and eat.

Zhang Zai didn't know that his novel had addicted the two girls, and at this time, he was recording songs for Liu Yufei in the recording studio.

Heaven is fair, Zhang Zheng doesn't know who said this, but if the person who said this appeared in front of him now, he would definitely come to a palm and regret it, and then fly the dragon in the sky, and finally use a trick to see the dragon in the field. Beat the man to the ground.

In fact, Zhang Zai wants to say that God also likes it. What he likes will definitely make what he likes more perfect, and what he doesn't like, hehe, even if you are a stone, you will be turned into a dirt stone. That is, the kind that shatters when you knock it.

Undoubtedly, Liu Yufei is probably the kind that God likes. Beautiful face, perfect body, outstanding temperament. What is it if it is not the darling of heaven.

"Zhang Zai, do you see it?" Liu Yufei finished singing the last sentence before looking at Zhang Zai. After all, this is a song written by Zhang Zai, and he has the most say in it.

"Almost, this song is fine, Knife, you save it."

Liu Yufei recorded quickly, and Zhang Zai was also very happy, so he could save a lot of time. Although he also enjoys being with Liu Yufei, Zhang Zai is currently more concerned about prestige.

"Okay, that's all for today, let's continue tomorrow, thank you Knife. Thank you. Hearing Zhang Zheng's words, Liu Yufei nodded. After looking at the time, she realized that it was not early, and she had an appointment with her sisters to have dinner today.

Walking out of the door of Haoshi, Zhang Zai was just about to find a place to eat when the phone rang. Zhang Zai took it out and looked at it, and the word Zhu He was constantly beating on the screen.

How could she call, Zhang Zai was a little surprised, but he still answered.

"Zhang Zai, what are you doing?" On the other end of the phone, Zhu He's somewhat glutinous voice rang. This made Zhang Zai's heart flutter. Zhu He's shy posture came to mind again.

"I just finished recording the song and I'm going to eat, what's wrong?"

"Well, thank you for giving us the ticket the other day, so I wanted to treat you to a meal."

"It's a small thing, don't take it to heart. We talk about that among our friends. I'll invite you next time. Hearing Zhu He's words, Zhang Zai smiled. He hadn't prepared it today, and he had walked so far just to have a meal, Zhang Zai felt that it was not worth it.

"The food there is delicious, I heard that it is a craft from the palace, especially the sauce elbow. Very tasty. I've been there once, that's why I wanted to take you. Since you don't want to, then I'll push it. Zhu He said he was very sad on the other end of the phone.