Early the next morning, Yang Huan opened the door just in time to see Li Jiaxin holding a schoolbag and preparing to go to school.

"Brother Yang Huan, so early?"

"Yes, going to school?"

"Well, by the way, Brother Yang Huan, I always don't understand the acting skills you said, can you teach me again after school?"

Seeing the girl staring at herself expectantly with wide eyes, Yang Huan smiled; "Of course, acting skills need to be honed a lot, and you can practice more in school, but don't affect the curriculum."

"Hmm!"

The two of them said as they went downstairs.

Among them, Yang Huan focused on describing the cooperation of body and expression, although the time is very short, but as long as Li Jiaxin works hard enough and accumulates little by little, I believe there will be great gains.

In the final analysis, Li Jiaxin's timing of learning is more correct, unlike the pursuit of too many rich people after the future beauty pageant, she was blinded, although she was still self-motivated, she changed her direction, and it was impossible to be in acting.

And now she is much purer, and she is eager to change her life, so she is naturally willing to put in more efforts.

Out of the building, the two walked along the street, during which Yang Huan kept talking about his superficial understanding of acting.

Li Jiaxin listened while looking at Yang Huan, who was talking seriously, and her eyes flashed with a soft light.

"Ah Xin, let's have breakfast together?"

"This ......"

Yang Huan didn't wait for her to finish, took her little hand and walked towards a breakfast shop opposite.

Such a move made Li Jiaxin dumbfounded, and then her face turned red, her eyes flashed, and she didn't dare to look up at the people around her.

Yang Huan didn't think of how much thought the girl had, what she did just now was just impatient with her politeness. Now that I feel the cool little hands, I realize that I am too frizzy. But now it's too late to let go, so it's just wrong.

When I arrived at the store, I reluctantly let go of my little hand, found a vacant seat to sit down, and called for some ordinary breakfast.

Because of the previous relationship, Li Jiaxin has been eating breakfast with her head down, not only is it fast, but her little head is about to fall on the table.

This reaction made Yang Huan extremely funny, but he also knew that now was definitely not the time to continue to stimulate the girl, otherwise the girl would be ashamed and might never pay attention to him in the future.

Suddenly, I found that it was not bad to tease the little girl like this, and she was far more endearing now than in the future.

Within a few minutes, the girl finished eating, holding a glass of milk: "Thank you for your breakfast, I'll go first." ”

After speaking, he ran out of the shop quickly with a red face, not daring to look at Yang Huan more.

"Huh!"

Yang Huan shook his head speechlessly, and unconsciously imprinted a pretty figure in his heart.

A few minutes later, I checked out and left, and when I came to the bus stop, I didn't see the girl's figure, thinking that I had already gotten on the bus and left.

Not long after, a bus arrived, and after getting on the bus, I found a seat and sat down.

It's only past seven o'clock, and there aren't many passengers on the bus, except for a few who are far from where they work.

It was quiet in the car, and Yang Huan closed his eyes to soothe his sleep-deprived eyes.

"Dude, have you finished reading it? Show me? ”

"Won't you buy it yourself?"

"Hey, the sales of "Cheng Pao" have increased greatly during this time, and I have disappeared when I passed."

"No way, who made "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" so exciting. But seriously, it's too real to be written, and I really doubt that the author is the captain of the gold school. ”

"yes, that's amazing, show me."

"Hey, let's take a look."

Listening to the voice in his ears, his face was full of smug smiles.

"Ghost Blows the Lantern" has been serialized in "Cheng Pao" a few days ago, and he has been hearing that the sales of "Cheng Pao" are increasing in the past few days, and the novel has also received great attention, forming a trend, which makes him very proud.

At this time, newspapers, like later websites, could serialize novels, and they were extremely popular.

"Ming Pao" relied on Jin Daxia's martial arts novels to rise, and slowly became one of the best-selling newspapers now.

Sing Pao was one of the three most popular newspapers in Hong Kong since its inception. For the serialization of novels, "Cheng Pao" is not too enthusiastic, most of the news reports, as well as some famous columns.

It is also thanks to knowing the editor-in-chief of "Cheng Pao" that newcomers like Yang Huan can get in touch with each other, and they can quickly see the newspaper.

Now that he heard the praise, how could Yang Huan not be happy, and he was relieved in his heart, he finally had an explanation to Uncle He, so as not to bring pressure because of his strength to let "Ghost Blow the Lantern" report.

He heard not only the conversation between the two, but also the others, and several of the passengers also joined in the chat, telling them about today's plot and the feelings they had seen before.

For a while, the atmosphere in the bus became more lively, which made the smile on Yang Huan's face even more proud.

An hour later, Yang Huan walked into a café on King's Road.

It's only eight o'clock in the morning, and there aren't many customers at the café, most of them are packed and taken away.

Yang Huan glanced at the shop, quickly smiled, and quickly walked towards a window seat.

And there was also a middle-aged man in the seat who was waving at him, the middle-aged man looked extraordinary, looked capable in a suit, and had a literati atmosphere on his body, which was very eye-catching.

As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to say, "Uncle He, I have to trouble you again." ”

"Ah Huan, don't be polite to Uncle He, if it weren't for your father, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Speaking of this, He Haiyuan's face darkened, as if he remembered something.

When Yang Huan heard this, his expression was indifferent, his eyes flickered and he turned his head, unwilling to be seen by He Haiyuan.

He Haiyuan is the best friend of his dead ghost father, and He Haiyuan saved the father and son who had just swam over. After that, some tragedies also happened to He Haiyuan, Yang Huan's father Yang Qihan helped not to mention, but also He Haiyuan paid a lot.

is also the same, Yang Huan does not want He Haiyuan to see his disapproval of Yang Qihan. After all, with a different soul, even if he has the original memory, Yang Qihan died too early, and for the current Yang Huan, he is a stranger with countless implications.

He Haiyuan's ability to remember the current kindness is enough to show his character, this kind of thing Yang Huan thinks is difficult to do, so he admires He Haiyuan very much.

"Don't talk about these unhappy things." He Haiyuan waved his hand, "The sales of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" are very good, I really didn't expect you to have such a writing." ”

Yang Huan hurriedly said modestly; "It's just a sudden inspiration, Uncle He, if you praise me like this, you will be proud. Besides, if it weren't for Uncle He, the novel might not have been published. ”

He Haiyuan really helped him a lot, and when he asked He Haiyuan for help, the other party did not refuse. And for a newcomer, the price of 50 words is directly offered. This price is naturally not high, but for a newcomer, it is a sky-high price. He still remembers this favor and will never forget it.

"Regardless, the newspaper's sales have increased, and that's a credit to you." He Haiyuan showed a pleased smile on his face, "This is a good opportunity, don't waste it, work hard to write a book." ”

"Of course, by the way, Uncle He, I also brought the second part."

"Oh, take it out and show me." He Haiyuan was suddenly overjoyed, seeing Yang Huan taking the book from his bag, thinking of today's task, he hurriedly said, "By the way, our editor-in-chief is very satisfied with "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", and in order to envelop you, we specially revised the contract. You see, if you are satisfied, go directly to the lawyer's office to sign. ”

"Oh, and such a good thing?" Yang Huan, who had just taken out the manuscript paper, was stunned when he heard it, and then said gratefully, "Thank you, Uncle He." ”

He could see that in the final analysis, it was He Haiyuan's help that was, otherwise how could the newspaper sell its interests.

He Haiyuan handed over the contract, and couldn't wait to pick up the manuscript paper and read it: "These are all your own credits, "Ghost Blows the Lantern" is good enough, I just mentioned it slightly. ”