"Zhang Ning? Are you sure I'm really Ni Kuang? ”

When Zhang Ning's information was sent to Ni Kuang's personal user center, Ni Kuang was a little reluctant to believe it.

"Sure."

Zhang Ning replied in the affirmative.

"How so?"

"The way you speak is very similar to the style of your work. Of course, if it's just that, I'm afraid I won't think you're really Ni Kuang. But you said it directly, you are Ni Kuang, I can be sure. ”

Ni Kuang and Jin Yong's low-key are different.

Ni Kuang has been a high-profile person since he was a child, and even after becoming famous, he has always acted in a high-profile manner.

Of course, Ni Kuang also has high-profile capital.

"Haha, I really have insight. By the way, don't talk about anything else, and update your later chapters. ”

"Forehead ......"

Zhang Ning burst into tears.

Unexpectedly, Ni Kuang, who is a generation of literary masters, is also urging himself to update like ordinary readers.

However, this update has been set up a long time ago.,Two chapters a day.,No more.,No more.,No more.,How can you change it casually.。

Even if Ni Kuang is a celebrity, he can't make an exception because of this.

"This, Senior Ni, you must also know that this serial update is hard work, and the update can only be maintained for two chapters a day. Two chapters have been updated today, and they can't be updated. ”

"It's a shame."

Ni Kuang sighed.

It's just that Zhang Ning quickly returned, "Senior Ni, it's better to be like this, I may have to go to Xiangjiang in a few days, and I will personally give you some of the following chapters when the time comes?" ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

"Great, if you come to Xiangjiang, I will pick you up in person."

"How dare you, I'd better visit you."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll pick it up when I say it."

Hong kong.

On the third day, Zhang Ning got up and went to Xiangjiang.

Xiangjiang is a special administrative region of China, and in this small area, countless myths have been born.

Asia's richest man, Li Chaoren, ...... of the international financial center Likewise, it is the cultural center of Asia.

Pop songs, Hong Kong movies, Hong Kong comics, and martial arts novels produced in the sixties and seventies have influenced generations of people.

Zhang Ning, who grew up reading martial arts novels, is also one of them.

It's just that this time Zhang Ning came to Xiangjiang, not to see his idol, but he had other purposes.

"I don't know if Mr. Jin will sell the copyright to himself."

Zhang Ning, who knows the history of online games in later generations, knows that Jin Yong once refused to authorize the copyright of his novel to a game company to develop games before 2006. Even the biography of Jin Yong's heroes that is being pushed out now has not been authorized by Mr. Jin Yong. It wasn't until 06 that Sohu entered the online game, and with Zhang Chaoyang's efforts, it was authorized by Jin Yong to launch Tianlong Babu.

Now in 01, what should I do to persuade Jin Yong?

"Forget it, let's see if I can get through Mr. Ni and introduce Jin Yong to myself."

Without thinking about it again, Zhang Ning walked out of the exit of the plane.

At this time, there was already an old man in his sixties wearing a peaked cap and holding a sign with the word Zhang Ning written on it.

When Zhang Ning saw it, he recognized that this was Ni Kuang.

In the direction of Ni Kuang, Zhang Ning walked up happily.

It's just that even if Zhang Ning walked in front of Ni Kuang, Ni Kuang didn't recognize Zhang Ning, he was still looking around, looking for someone.

"Boy, what are you looking at me for?"

When the people at the exit walked around, Ni Kuang, who didn't find Zhang Ning, glared at Zhang Ning.

"I don't know if it's rude to stare at an old man like this?"

"Senior Ni, if you don't look at me, how do you know I'm staring at you?"

"Okay, the children still dare to talk back to the old people."

He wanted to reason with Zhang Ning again, and suddenly, Ni Kuang seemed to sense that something was wrong, and looked at Zhang Ning again, "What did you call me just now?" ”

"Senior Ni. Why, don't say it, you're not Mr. Ni Kuangni. ”

"This, how do you know I'm Ni Kuang?"

Ni Kuang was a little embarrassed, and lowered the cap, as if he was afraid that a reporter would see it.

"Haha, Senior Ni, if I were a reporter, I would know it was you as soon as I looked at your belly, where would I look at your face."

Ni Kuang's body was not bad when he was middle-aged, and he didn't know why, but after he was old, his stomach swelled up all of a sudden.

Until now, Ni Kuang has already been a pot-bellied figure.

"You're smart, little one, all right, come with me."

Putting down the sign, Ni Kuang looked at Zhang Ning and motioned to follow him.

"Ah, Senior Ni, do you recognize me?"

Zhang Ning felt embarrassed, just now, he wanted to tease Ni Kuang.

didn't think that at this moment, the expression he just now was completely Ni Kuang playing tricks on himself.

"I heard that the author of those things in the Ming Dynasty was a little guy, and just now I saw a little guy staring at me from time to time. I guessed, who is this little guy staring at me, not Zhang Ning? Hahaha, I'm such a genius. ”

Ni Kuang looked proud.

Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy.

"Awesome, awesome."

Zhang Ning secretly admired.

"What's not amazing, I'm not here to pick you up to listen to you pat my ass, by the way, did you bring the script?"

"Damn, Senior Ni, you're too anxious."

"Don't worry, I also went to the Tianya Forum to register and post to urge you to update. There are no good works to look at now, and your works are also a bit innovative, hurry up, take the manuscript, and I'll read it while walking. ”

"Okay then."

Faced with such a literary master who seemed to be more ****, Zhang Ning had no choice but to take out the manuscript of more than a dozen chapters.

"How can it be so little?"

Ni Kuangda was dissatisfied, but he was soon attracted by the content of the manuscript and devoted himself to reading.

When Ni Kuang finished reading it all, at this time, Ni Kuang had already taken Zhang Ning to his residence.

"Come on, come on, this is where I live."

Very politely, Ni Kuang invited Zhang Ning to his residence, pointed to the mansion in front of him, and Ni Kuang introduced.

"What a tyrant."

Looking at the extremely luxuriously decorated house in front of him, Zhang Ning couldn't help but say.

"What, you say I'm a tyrant?"

Although Ni Kuang didn't know for a while that the local tyrants here were the local tyrants of later generations, the word local tyrant seemed to be easier to understand.

"You mean I'm like an outburst?"

Ni Kuang pretended to be angry and said.

"How come, Master Ni, I said that your house is high-end and high-grade, which is very powerful."

"High-end atmosphere and grade, hahaha, I like this sentence."

Carefully savoring this high-end atmosphere, Ni Kuang couldn't help but glance at his mansion.

In my heart, while I was very satisfied, I couldn't help but glance at Zhang Ning.

"This little guy is really a genius."

Just a few words, it's already so innovative.

It is no wonder that it is possible to write a biography of an emperor with such a unique style.

"It seems that we will have to have a good chat with the little guy for a while to see what else is in this guy's stomach."

scheming, he soon took Zhang Ning to his residence.

For a whole afternoon, the two talked nonsense all over the world, chatting happily.

"Zhang Ning, let's continue to drink and continue to talk."

Ni Kuang's personality is a bit like an old playboy, and the older he gets, the more he embodies his old playfulness.

This is related to Zhang Ninghaikan, although Ni Kuang also found that Zhang Ning is not an orthodox professional writer, and he doesn't know much about a lot of literary content. But Zhang Ning has peculiar ideas, and his eyes are vicious, and he often says one or two sentences. In particular, some new words that Zhang Ning occasionally burst out, even Ni Kuang was shocked from time to time.

Just like the local tyrants before, and like the high-end atmosphere in the back...... Wait a minute.

Don't underestimate these new words, in the future, it is very likely that it will form a culture and change many people.

At this time, the more the two chatted, the more speculative they became, and when they were chatting, Ni Kuang had already drunk several bottles of good wine with Zhang Ning.

was poured with wine like this, the two of them were dazed, and their speech became a little nonsense.

"Zhang Ning, do you think that my Ni Kuang is a genius?"

Ni Kuang, who was already drunk, was talking about wine and asked about Zhang Ning.

"No, you're not a genius."

Zhang Ning, who was also drunk, became much more casual when he spoke.

"You stinky boy, I'm not a genius, who is a genius."

"Hmph, if you want me to say, I'm a genius."

"You?"

Ni Kuang pointed at Zhang Ning with his finger, with disdain in his eyes, "Although you do have some geniuses, little guy, compared to me, you are still poor." Don't talk about anything else, I write 8,000 words an hour, are you comparable? ”

"Haha, 8,000 words an hour, is that too much? Wan You've always claimed to be the fastest writer in the world. Brother Ni, let me tell you, the speed of 8,000 words an hour is too slow and too slow. I usually have at least 15,000 words an hour. ”

"15,000 words?"

Ni Kuang laughed, "You just blow it." ”

"I didn't blow it, I don't believe it, I'll prove it to you right away."

"Really?"

"Of course, let's go to the computer, and I'll write it to you."

When he got drunk, Zhang Ning not only called Ni Kuang his eldest brother, but at this time, he also pulled Ni Kuang to the computer and said that he wanted to show it.

Although Ni Kuang was drunk, he was also conscious. was provoked by Zhang Ning, and he was also curious.

"Okay, I'm going to see how you prove the speed of fifteen thousand words in an hour. By the way, don't copy the words. My speed of 8,000 words an hour is the speed of writing novels and articles, not the speed of typists who type and copy articles. ”

"Of course I do."

Zhang Ning nodded.

"Alright then, you start writing, I'm going to see what bullshit you're going to write."

Although I know that Zhang Ning is now in the Internet era, he can already use a computer to write articles and novels. However, Ni Kuang also has some knowledge about computers. The most professional typist has about 300 words a minute, and an hour, up to 20,000 words. However, if you write an article on a computer, it is much slower. Of course, if the speed is faster. Undoubtedly, the quality of the novels written will definitely be greatly affected. After all, in such a high-speed writing, he certainly didn't think much about it.

Naturally, what is written out will not make sense.

Although Ni Kuang was drunk, he was not completely stupid, and he looked like he was watching a play.