After some persuasion, Liu Ming and his wife finally accepted Liu Qing's suggestion, and the two planned to move to the county town to live in this community after a while, and help him after Liu Gang opened a restaurant. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Qing was also a little tired, and when he returned to the room, he was just lying down and about to sleep, when he suddenly remembered that he was forced to pay a free lottery reward to him by the big system.

With the mentality of not using it in vain, Liu Qing opened the lottery interface of the big game system.

"The merit value is more than two thousand points."

Liu Qing was a little surprised, it seems that pretending to be forced in the past few days is quite good.

Immediately, Liu Qing started the lottery pointer, "This is a lottery opportunity rewarded by the system, it shouldn't be in vain, right?" ”

"Congratulations to player Liu Qing for obtaining a ...... of advanced calligraphy skills experience book"

When the pointer stopped, Liu Qing saw that the reward he had received turned out to be a skill book called Advanced Calligraphy Skills. He had drawn a piano skill book before, and it was a prize that cost nearly 3,000 or so merit points.

According to Liu Qing's summary during this time, he found that the easiest item to obtain in this big game system is the memory retrospective fruit, and then, there are various potions, and in the more advanced ones, it is the skill book.

Take the music skill book he had drawn before, it was a prize that cost about 3,000 merit points.

After using it, I immediately acquired piano skills, and although I couldn't compare with those famous pianists, I was able to reach the level of performance.

With the idea that Yiduo is not pressing, Liu Qing simply used the calligraphy skill book.

"Congratulations to the player Liu Qing for obtaining the cursive skill......" With this voice, tens of thousands of words with different shapes and styles, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, drilled into Liu Qing's brain.

Liu Qingqiang endured this discomfort, and after a few minutes, he finally returned to normal.

The next morning, Liu Gang took Ding Min and the two came back in a new car.

This is the custom in the village, and the bride will come back in the morning to serve tea to her parents on the second day of the wedding.

After the tea, Ding Min smiled at Liu Qing and said, "Brother, come here, I have something to tell you." ”

When the two came to the courtyard, Ding Min looked at Liu Qing with a smile and said, "Brother, what do you think, Yan Xin?" ”

"Your classmates?"

Liu Qing immediately remembered the scene when he saw Yan Xin for the first time, it was undeniable that Yan Xin was very beautiful, "Why are you asking this?" ”

"Hehe, you say first, how do you feel about Yan Xin, and then I'm telling you." Ding Min sold a pass.

"Well, it's good, it's beautiful." Liu Qing said casually.

"Hee-hee, brother, it's good if you think it's beautiful." Ding Min said with a smile: "By the way, I told Yan Xin your phone number, if she calls you, remember to answer it." With that, she went back to the house with a smile on her face.

"What does that mean?" Liu Qing blinked, and then he came to his senses, what Ding Min said just now, it is estimated that Yan Xin asked her to ask herself, right?

Liu Qing shook his head slightly, although Yan Xin was beautiful, she was still a little worse than the marriage partner in his mind.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

It was Wang Xiaobo who called.

"Haha, Lao Liu."

Among the colleagues of the Oriental Publishing House, Wang Xiaobo and Liu Qing have the best relationship, Wang Xiaobo is a few months younger than Liu Qing, so they all call him Lao Liu directly, "When will you come back?" Don't tell your buddies when you get rich, remember to come back and invite me to a big meal! ”

"Rich?"

Liu Qing was a little inexplicable, and asked rhetorically: "What kind of fortune?" ”

"Pretend, you still pretend." Wang Xiaobo obviously didn't believe Liu Qing's words, and said with a smile: "Don't forget, my relatives are also a small leader in the publishing house, and he already knows about you." ”

"What's the matter with me?" Liu Qing was even more confused by the second monk, "Don't sell your kid, I really don't know, what's going on!" ”

"Won't it?"

Hearing that Liu Qing didn't look like he was joking, Wang Xiaobo was a little strange, "Don't you know that your Xun Meng Ji has sold all the copyrights of TV and movie adaptations, as well as the copyrights of audiobooks?" ”

"What?"

Liu Qing was stunned for a moment, and then he asked, "Xiaobo, are you sure this news is reliable?" ”

"It's true, it's said that the contracts have been signed." Wang Xiaobo swore solemnly.

"Why don't I feel right about this?" Liu Qing's brows frowned tightly, logically speaking, he is the author of Xun Meng Ji, if someone plans to adapt Xun Meng Ji, he must contact him through the publishing house and get his own authorization.

However, in the past few days since he came back, Liu Qing has not received a call from the publishing house at all. If Wang Xiaobo hadn't told him, he wouldn't even know about it!

"yes, if you don't know anything about it, that's really wrong." Wang Xiaobo pondered for a moment and said, "In this way, I will get off work tonight and go to our relative's house to ask you about this matter." When the time comes, I'll give you a letter of approval. ”

"Cheng, then I'm sorry for you."

Hanging up the phone, Liu Qing stood in the courtyard, lit a cigarette, and thought about it.

If Wang Xiaobo's news is correct, then why doesn't the publisher contact him? Without its own authorization, how can a publishing house dare to sell these copyrights without authorization?

Even if it goes to court, the publisher will definitely lose the lawsuit!

After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, Zuo Jian remembered a person, Liu Yun.

That's right, as the editor-in-chief, she should know about it.

Thinking of this, Liu Qing found Liu Yun's phone and dialed her, and the phone rang and was hung up by Liu Yun.

After about a minute, Liu Yun sent a text message: "I'm in a meeting, I'll call back in a while." ”

Liu Qing had no choice but to wait patiently.

But Liu Yun's side, as if he was against him, after more than an hour, there was still no movement, during which Liu Qing frequently picked up the phone, but there was no movement, and even he wondered, is the phone broken?

If someone really likes Xun Mengji and plans to adapt a TV series or movie, then the number of licensing fees will definitely not be too small.

It may even be higher than the royalties that Liu Qing got before.

But what Liu Qing values most is, why has the publishing house not moved on the side of this matter and didn't tell himself?

That's what makes him angry.

"Suzu ......"

The phone in his hand suddenly rang, startling Liu Qing, he didn't look closely, thinking it was a call from Liu Yun, after picking it up, he said: "Editor-in-chief Liu......"

"Who is Editor-in-Chief Liu?"

There was a nice female voice on the other side of the phone, but Liu Qing could hear it, it was not Liu Yun's voice. He glanced at the number, and it was an unfamiliar call.

"Who are you?"

"You're Liu Qing, right? I'm Yan Xin. Can't you hear me? ”