Chapter 12: When I Have Money
The starting point editorial department is boiling. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Editor-in-chief Zhao Riting released the mission late at night!
It stands to reason that this is not a big deal. But the key lies in the task of the editor-in-chief's release. You say that this task is not important, it is an order given by the editor-in-chief overnight. You say it's important, it's just for everyone to look at an abandoned novel on the horizontal and vertical Chinese website.
Now everyone has work to do. Before the start of work, several editors got together to discuss the matter. The final result of the discussion was that this task must not be sloppy, and it must be taken seriously.
No matter who this task is aimed at, as long as it is a task personally assigned by the editor-in-chief, it must be taken very seriously.
When the editor-in-chief walked in from outside with two dark circles under his eyes, the editors all stood up. But the editor-in-chief just nodded, and did not mean to stop.
The editorial department spent the whole morning circulating that the editor-in-chief did not sleep in the middle of the night, and inexplicably sent about 'homework'. Originally, some people thought this was quite exaggerated, but now when they see the editor-in-chief's two dark circles like sunglasses, everyone silently sits back in their places and no longer questions anything.
The last time I saw the editor-in-chief's appearance should be when the horizontal vertical Chinese network poached 'Jiumao' at a high price in February 2221 last year.
Tsk, the editorial office of the starting point at that time was simply thin ice on the surface of the lake. Whoever sits here has to unconsciously weaken their legs.
Jiumao published his first book at the starting point in March 2219. He wrote 300,000 words in the first month, and hit the street. Then in the second month, he worked hard to write a new article of 200,000 words, and he still hit the street.
hit the street two books in a row, and just when he was about to give up, Editor-in-Chief Zhao discovered him. also told a few editors-in-chief: "This person is good, although the story written is average, but the update is stable, and he works hard enough." Mention him. β
Finally, under the care of Editor-in-Chief Zhao, Jiumao gradually rose from a street writer to finally become the face of the starting point Chinese network. To exaggerate, it can be said that nine of the ten traffic at the starting point at that time were reading Jiumao's books.
But in the end......
Gu Cheng was one of the many editors, and he turned to the chubby colleague next to him who was called a bandit, and said, "Do you think the editor-in-chief wants to find this guy called 'Gang Ren' again?" β
The bandit sped up his chewing action, swallowed the xiaolongbao, then licked his lips and replied, "Where do I dare to speculate on the thoughts of the editor-in-chief?" β
"What else do you dare to eat other than to go to work?" Lonely City pulled out a tissue and threw it at the bandits.
The bandit smiled and said: "Among so many editors, the editor-in-chief admires you the most, and he has praised you twice this year alone, you must be able to guess what the editor-in-chief means." β
"I don't think it's going to be a good deal." Lonely City ignored the bandits' sycophants, but said thoughtfully, "I just don't know if this guy will become the second Jiumao?" β
"If it is excavated by the editor-in-chief, it will definitely become the second Jiumao."
"I mean, if you become famous, will you be as ungrateful as Jiumao." Lonely City slapped the bandit's elm head vigorously.
The bandit touched his round head: "It's not so miserable, right, dig one and go one by one?" The editor-in-chief will surely die young. β
"Crow's beak." Lonely City sat up straight.
"Isn't that right?" The bandit became serious, "If the first one is like this, and the second one is still like this, isn't the editor-in-chief going to be angry to death?" β
"Say no more, work."
......
Liu Shuiwen appeared alone in the huge Disney Kingdom.
This so-called Disney Kingdom seems to be a little different from the Disneyland of the past. Although they are all Disney, the Disney classics are no longer there.
Yes! The evil civilization change has turned Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse away. The Disney cartoon characters that were once popular all over the world have now been replaced by 'monsters' that Liu Shuiwen doesn't know at all.
While these new anime may seem novel and full of sci-fi, there is something missing. This kind of thing should be called feelings.
Think Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse, the blue Stitch, the world's adorable Winnie the Pooh, or Simba.
These classic characters can be said to have deeply influenced people for two centuries.
Liu Shuiwen sighed, it's a pity that he doesn't have strong capital, otherwise, he will definitely recreate the classics.
"Cousin, wearing it like this and pretending to be pure? Don't I know who you are? Either go open or get out, I don't have time to continue shopping with you. β
"Bastard, how can you say that?"
"Smack!"
This crisp sound completely aroused Liu Shuiwen's curiosity. Turning her head to the right and looking behind a bush, a coolly dressed girl confronted a boy.
Who hit whom?
Within a few seconds of Liu Shuiwen's gaze, the boy pushed the girl to the ground and kicked it hard with his foot.
Wow, it's hell there are still men beating women these days.
The 'ruffian' nature of Liu Shuiwen's body exploded instantly, and he rushed over with an arrow step, easily throwing the boy to the ground when he was defenseless.
A left hook first? It's better to have a right hook.
A heavy fist landed on the boy's face, and the smell of blood immediately filled his mouth. He fixed his eyes on this halfway killer straddled him, and was stunned: "Liu Shuiwen? β
Liu Shuiwen pretended to be calm, because he couldn't remember this person at all.
"Click! What's going on with TMD? Where did this extras come from? Did Lao Tzu say that there was a drama? β
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The boy with a trace of blood foaming from the corner of his mouth quickly pushed away the stunned Liu Shuiwen and got up, ran more than ten meters to a group of people, and then bowed and apologized to a man wearing a white cap: "Director, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, that's my brother, I guess I didn't wake up from the wine." You see, do you want to do it again? β
The director threw the script in his hand on the table, didn't look at the boy, turned to the dozen people and shouted: "Open the meal." β
The boy ran back and pulled up Liu Shuiwen, who was still sitting on the ground with a confused face: "Shuiwen, are you **** again?" Why can't you get through on the phone? β
"Huh?" Liu Shuiwen looked at this boy who was about twenty years old and had a handsome face, and his face showed his most shocked expression.
"Did you know that you almost ruined my job?" The boy spat out the blood in his mouth and gently rubbed the left side of his face twice.
"How did I know this was acting?" Liu Shuiwen said embarrassedly, "I thought you were really beating people." β
"Even if your brother and I beat someone, it's the one who should be beaten."
Liu Shuiwen laughed: "You still have a reason to beat someone." β
The boy rolled his eyes at Liu Shuiwen, then turned his head to look around, and asked suspiciously, "You came alone?" Didn't Bai Yu come with you? β
"White rain?" Liu Shuiwen then remembered that he hadn't seen Bai Yu for a few days, "I don't know what she's busy with, I haven't seen her for a few days." β
"You can't be the one who bullied her." The boy took Liu Shuiwen's arm and walked out, not knowing where to go.
"How dare I do this? Where are we going? Liu Shuiwen glanced back at the staff engaged in filming, and then looked at the tall and handsome boy beside him.
Judging from the boy's low voice just now, he shouldn't be a popular male star. is estimated to be just a third-rate supporting role.
"I'll treat you to dinner." The boy replied.
The so-called "please eat" is actually to buy two buckets of instant noodles, then ask the store for boiling water, and sit on a chair on the side of the road to eat.
Liu Shuiwen also noticed just now that the money the boy took out of his trouser pocket was crumpled with only a 100-yuan bill and a 10-yuan bill.
Two buckets of instant noodles for sixteen yuan, the boy did not hesitate on his face when he handed out the hundred-yuan bill, but a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
Perhaps, maybe the one hundred and ten dollars was all the boy's belongings.
Liu Shuiwen has never been an actor, either in the 21st or 23rd century. But he knows that like some extras, they can basically only eat and wear, and even sometimes, it is difficult to maintain food and clothing.
Liu Shuiwen felt very relieved, after all, he was not a loner in this century. He still has such a buddy. He asked, "What's your stage name?" β
The boy sucked on the instant noodles, was stunned for a moment, and quickly bit off and smashed two bites: "Nonsense, how can I have any stage name?" It's not called Liang Chaowei. β
It turned out that his name was Liang Chaowei. But Liu Shuiwen naturally has no memory: "Then how much money can you earn this day?" β
"Enough to eat. Don't tell me that you, the rich second generation, want to come and grab a job with me. Liang Chaowei paused, his eyes flashed, "I heard Bai Yu say a few days ago that your parents don't want you anymore, is it really fake?" You're not a rich second generation anymore? β
Liu Shuiwen nodded extremely seriously: "Yes, it's not the second generation of the rich anymore." Now he is alone, living in a big cold house. β
Liang Chaowei put down the instant noodles and turned his head to reveal the smiling face of the sunny big brother: "It's okay, if you don't have money to eat, you can find me, I have a buddy to eat, and I will definitely not be hungry for you." β
Is it really born from the heart, and good-looking people are TM thieves and kind? No wonder I was such a kind person when I lived in the 21st century. Although he was thinking about such a joke, Liu Shuiwen still felt his throat swell, and his eyes were a little moist.
"Wow, you're so easy to be moved by a big man." Liang Chaowei smiled and rubbed Liu Shuiwen's Moxican hairstyle.
Liu Shuiwen just smiled.
He has lived and died, and has died in another century, thus creating a situation where his parents are white-haired and black-haired. If Liang Chaowei knew this, he might be more uncomfortable than him. But he was reluctant to share the discomfort.
Liu Shuiwen said as if he was making a promise: "When I have money in the future, I will set up a film company and find you to play the male lead." β
Seeing Liu Shuiwen's serious face, Liang Chaowei was happy: "Wait until you graduate from college and then do your entrepreneurial dream." β