Looking at the photo on the Internet, Li Tong was stupid. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info is he so happy when he talks to him? Does he usually look at himself like this? No wonder Li Hai always laughs at him.

In that world, he was the Kaihuang of fans, and he was loved and pampered by fans as a son. The little girls in the bar were simply obsessed with him, and they had seen some of his shows and his dances. He's so good, so perfect. The teenagers in this world are still so outstanding, and they are still loved by so many people. How can he let him be like this.

Ask yourself, from the beginning, he was only good to him because he could not forget Li Tong in that world, and he always regarded him as a proof that that the world really existed. She didn't know what to do, so she quickly turned off her meager sleep and went to sleep.

"Well, what is this? Do you think that the threshold of our gold point is very low? Alas, I really don't understand the work of our editor, is it easy to read so many books every day? Can't you write well? Yang Hao grumbled and looked up from the computer. He is the editor of Golden Dot.com, and his job is to discover potential new authors. There are no good books for a while, Yang Hao looked at his colleagues signing the authors one by one, he didn't want to. But the consequence of sticking to the bottom line is that he is at the bottom of the list. Looking at the time on the computer, it's early morning again. Anyway, it's a single dog who comes home alone. "I'll rest after watching a few more, and I have to cherish my revolutionary capital if I have a good bonus."

An author with a pen name called Sad Biluo only sent three chapters, and decided to read this, and read it quickly with fewer chapters. However, looking at the author's name, there is a feeling that it is written in small words, and the title of the book is quite domineering - "Zhu Xian".

Yang Hao mentioned the spirit, "We must respect every author." No matter what kind of book he writes, he will read it carefully.

Prologue

"Time: Unknown, it should have been a long, long time ago.

Location: Shenzhou Haotu.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs!

……

When immortality seemed so distant and unpredictable, the power brought by cultivation gradually became the goal of many people.

In the present world, the righteous path is prosperous, and the evil demons retreat. The Central Plains is beautiful, popular, rich in products, and firmly occupied by decent families. Among them, the three pillars of "Qingyunmen", "Tianyin Temple", and "Incense Valley" are the leaders.

This story started from "Qingyunmen". ”

The introduction at the beginning is very interesting, and Yang Hao thinks it is very unique. The more I looked at him, the more surprised and bewildered I became. What is the Cultivation Path? What does it mean to see through the creation of heaven and earth? What is a Secret Treasure Artifact? Why do people have the power to shake the heavens and the earth?

Yang Hao's intuition told him that this could be a new genre, a field of fiction that no one had ever set foot in. Yang Hao was excited, and he wanted to sign this author now. But he knew that he had to calm down first, what if the writing behind him was not good, and he just made a new form to attract attention? Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to click on the next chapter.

Since there were only three chapters, Zhang Hao quickly finished reading them. After reading it, he leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette. Whether it is the introduction of Qingyunmen in the book, or the fighting method between the man in black and Puzhi. One uses a sword to lead the thunder, and the other uses the Dharma to confront him, all of which give him a feeling of entering a new world.

Yang Hao hurriedly used the backstage to contact the sad Biluo. After sending the system message, I was worried that the other party would not notice. But this author only left a mobile phone number, no koko number, and could only wait for dawn to call over.

When it was almost 4 o'clock, Zhang Hao forced himself to squint in the lounge for a while. But I couldn't sleep well at all, so I easily stayed up until 8 o'clock, and quickly called according to the phone number in the author's information.

Li Tong, who was troubled by the news, couldn't sleep all night long, and it was easy to fall asleep when it was almost dawn. As soon as I fell asleep, I was woken up by a phone call, and when I took the phone, I saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and I hung up decisively. Finally, under the persistent bombardment of mobile phone ringtones, Li Tong lost to it.

Listening to the woman's voice after the phone was connected, Zhang Hao was a little surprised, but he still asked politely: "Hello, are you sad?" ”

Sad? Li Tong's already unconscious head ran for a long time before it sounded This is his pen name on Jindian.com, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, it's me, may I ask who you are?" ”

"Are you sure you're really sad?" I can't blame Zhang Hao for not believing it, the author who wrote that kind of novel should be a big man who looks very knowledgeable and wise in his imagination, but this one is the voice of a little girl.

Li Tong understood that he was very incompatible with "Zhu Xian", and he didn't care, and replied: "If you are looking for the author of "Zhu Xian" to be sad, then I am not wrong. ”

Now Zhang Hao completely believes it, and can say the name of this novel that only has three chapters, and now he is the author himself. He hurriedly said, "Hello, I'm sorry, I can't believe that the person who wrote that book is a girl." ”

"It's normal, but I'm suspicious." Li Tong said: "Who are you?" Is there something about the call? ”

"Oh, sorry for forgetting to introduce yourself. My name is Yang Hao, and I am the editor of Jindian.com. I read your book last night, and to be honest, although it is only three chapters, it shocked me, and I am looking forward to the future development of the plot. Did you sign up for this book with another website? Zhang Hao asked cautiously, he was afraid that he would miss this author who had the potential to become a great god.

Li Tong immediately replied: "Not yet, I was the first to find you." ”

"Great, are you interested in signing now?" Zhang Hao said excitedly.

"Of course."

"Okay, I'll send you a sample of the contract for you to see. If there are any questions, we will communicate. This is my koko number, you add this. ”

"Oh yes." Li Tong said briskly.

She curiously logged in to Li Tong's original koko number. This is a chat software similar to QQ, and the name was changed to sad Biluo. She didn't want to use the same Koko name as before.

added Yang Hao, and a smiling face was immediately sent on the other side, followed by a sample of the contract. Li Tong read it carefully word by word. After reading it, she sent an expression to Yang Hao, and then said: "Nothing else is basic, but there are a few other opinions I have." ”

Yang Hao said briskly: "Okay, but this is the best treatment I can give within the scope of my rights." You give me your opinion, and I will report back to me if I can't be the master. ”

Li Tong didn't grind when he saw him so refreshing: "I only have electronic copyright for you, and the other is that I only sign books, not people." But in the next book, I can give priority to you. Nothing else. ”

Yang Hao is speechless, you are nothing? I can't be the master of all the things I mentioned. He hurriedly said: "I really can't be the master of these, you wait a minute, I'll go and ask for instructions." ”

After typing this sentence, Yang Hao hurriedly picked up his notebook next to him and ran to the editor-in-chief's office. "Mouse, have you been stepped on by someone?" The colleague teased when he saw his anxious appearance. Yang Hao ignored their ridicule and went directly to knock on the office door.

Hearing the people inside say, "Please come in," he pushed open the door and rushed in. Sitting behind the desk is Yang Yiming, editor-in-chief of Golden Point Literature Network. Seeing him like this, he immediately scolded: "How old is he and frizzy!" Close the door. Yang Hao obediently closed the door, and then said excitedly: "Dad." Yang Yiming glared at him and said, "It's called Mr. Yang." In the company, Yang Hao has never told others that the editor-in-chief is his father.

"Oh, no one hears me. Dad," seeing him glaring again, Yang Hao quickly changed his words: "Mr. Yang." I saw a classic last night. Although it has only written Sanzang, I am sure that this book is absolutely unprecedented. Now the author asks for a change in the contract. ”

Originally, Yang Yiming was angry, he ran in in a hurry, and asked to revise the contract as soon as he heard that he had only written three chapters. What's even more angry is that his son is still looking for himself about this. He immediately became angry, and scolded Yang Hao: "You said that you, if you don't screen the works well, just take such a thing to me." What can you see after only three chapters? Or change the contract? It can't be changed. Straight back to him. ”

Yang Hao was originally afraid of his father, and when he heard him scolding himself, he quickly shrank his neck, but he still insisted: "You can read the book and scold me again, this is really a good book." Yang Yiming knew his son's virtue, and he usually scolded him for running away early, but now he insists on it. He looked at him a few times and said, "Show me the book." Yang Hao hurriedly flattered his notebook in front of his father, which was the novel page of "Zhu Xian" that he had been open.

Yang Yiming didn't pay attention to him anymore, and looked at it seriously from the prologue. The content of the three chapters was read quickly, Yang Yiming did not speak, and leaned back on the chair with his eyes closed. Yang Hao couldn't see what his father meant, so he scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry and didn't dare to disturb him.

After a while, Yang Yiming straightened up and said to Yang Hao: "What requirements does that author have for the contract?" Yang Hao was overjoyed and hurriedly said Li Tong's request. Yang Yiming thought about it for a while and said: "Draft a contract according to his intention and sign it as soon as possible." Then he coughed unnaturally and continued: "By the way, let him save a few more chapters in the background." ”

Yang Hao didn't dare to laugh at him, walked to the door and opened the door, he turned back to Yang Yiming and said: "Mr. Yang, in fact, the author of this book is a little girl, a 20-year-old girl. Seeing that his father was holding the teacup with his mouth open, Yang Hao quickly ran away.

Yang Yiming's roar came from the editor-in-chief's office: "Yang Hao, you stinky boy!" "My colleagues are used to this little editor often angering the big guy. No wonder I have been here for more than half a year, and I have not raised my salary or been promoted.