As soon as I returned to the dormitory, I received a call from editor Xia Xue.

"Hey." Fu Qingyao answered the phone, closed the door of the dormitory, and walked downstairs to the lover's slope behind the eight dormitory buildings.

"Qingyao, an entertainment company contacted us this year, saying that they wanted to discuss with you the TV rights of the two novels "There Will Be Angels to Love You for Me" and "Bubble Summer", do you have the will to buy them?" After getting acquainted with Fu Qingyao, Xia Xue didn't ink and went straight to the topic.

These two novels are Fu Qingyao's first works, and they are also famous works, which can be said to have given her a stable life at a critical time.

For her, the two novels have different meanings and feelings.

But in the same way, due to the limitations of reality, it was impossible for her to write a novel full of intrigue such as "The Princess of the World" at the beginning, so she could only choose these two novels with no connotation.

From this point of view, these two novels are soap operas, satisfying the little girl's yearning for love, and there is no gold content at all.

Thinking of her empty wallet, Fu Qingyao readily agreed to Xia Xue's request and met with someone from the entertainment company tomorrow to talk.

Turning off the phone, Fu Qingyao sat on a long wooden chair, breathing in the rare fresh air.

If these two novels are sold, then the money she paid for the car will be returned.

The most important thing is that her novels have been adapted into TV series, and more people will watch them, not only for little girls, but also for her to become more famous and advertise the rest of her novels.

And taking advantage of this shareholder wind, she can launch a new book.

With fame and connections, you can't do anything in the future. Why bother with mediocrity.

Now she is facing Song Yan. Not half an advantage.

Thinking like this, Fu Qingyao exhaled.

The appearance of Song Yan. It is an accident in her life, and it seems that she has to speed up her plan.

With oppression and motivation, Fu Qingyao was very busy in the following days.

In addition to attending classes every day, listening to the teacher explain some music knowledge and performance skills, practicing the piano and writing songs, occasionally people from the club get together to rehearse plays, and go home from time to time to test Fu Xiong's homework. It's just a desperate code to write texts.

Under the high-intensity pressure, her typing speed also soared, which can be called a typewriter.

When the fourth volume of "The Imperial Princess" began to be serialized, the first, second, and third volumes had already been published, and the fourth volume was being printed intensively.

Because of the sufficient manuscript storage, Fu Qingyao first sent the whole manuscript to the editor every time, and then printed it while serializing, so that by the time the serialization ended, the book had already been published.

And often this time. Everyone is willing to pay for it when they are nervous when they watch the plot, so the sales are very objective.

After selling like this for a month, wait until the next issue of "Fireworks" comes out. The next volume of "The Imperial Princess" has begun to be serialized again.

Fu Qingyao's good pit products make readers who chase her articles praise them all, and feel that chasing her articles is too worthwhile.

This time. The life of the freshman year has also come to an end.

Since that day I have seen it. After that, Song Yan came to visit the school and invited four girls in the dormitory to dinner. In the name of beauty, thank them for taking care of Song Jingtian on weekdays.

That night, apart from the necessary entertainment, the man did not show much attention to her, as if he were an ordinary classmate of his sister.

Just thinking about it, I only felt a shadow appear in front of me, and when I raised my head, Fu Qingyao was a little depressed.

If there is no woman in front of her, her freshman life is simply perfect.

Pay attention to the wording, it is simple.

So, because of the existence of these two women, her perfect college life is discounted.

Zhou Xianbi and Qin Sirong stopped Fu Qingyao on the way back to the dormitory once, "What is the relationship between you and Su Luoran." ”

Oh, speaking of this Zhou Xianbi, Fu Qingyao and her can be regarded as having a relationship.

It's the day I first entered the school, and I met the neurotic who interrupted others for no reason and cursed.

Fu Qingyao almost wanted to roll her eyes, this is simply a disaster, what is the use of her not going to Su Luoran to find her, can she Fu Qingyao still beg Su Luoran to like her.

"Miss, are you looking for the wrong person, it's Qinglin who has something to do with her, not me?"

"You still dare to talk nonsense, Yin Qinglin is his cousin, what can you do with her?" Zhou Xianbi said disdainfully, "Tell me honestly, what is your relationship with Su Luoran, and why do you allow you to use his piano room." ”

"Yo, not stupid." Fu Qingyao chuckled, "Since I know that Qinglin is related to him, I am naturally Qinglin's classmate." As a friend of his sister, do I have a problem using his piano room? The most important point is that he and I are both students of Academician Yan, and the reason why the piano room is dedicated to Su Luoran is that Academician Yan had only one student before, and I was added later. To be precise, that's also my piano room, and if I go to my own piano room, it's also in the way of you, Miss Zhou? ”

Speaking of this, Fu Qingyao tapped her temples with her fingers, hugged her arms and sneered: "Please think about it with your brain next time, don't block others like an idiot, you have a hobby of being treated as a monkey by others, and others may not have it." ”

The onlookers laughed loudly, and even some other girls who didn't like Fu Qingyao and Su Luoran to be so close also changed their opinion of Fu Qingyao.

Although Fu Qingyao is very annoying to get close to the prince they like, at least there is no Zhou Xianbi swaggering.

Some of them were from the same school as Zhou Xianbi's junior high school and even muttered beside them, pointing at Zhou Xianbi, and the little girl's eyes that had not suffered any grievances immediately turned red, and she gritted her teeth and looked at the culprit.

Fu Qingyao looked at her innocently, sister is not a bun, can you rub it if you want to, and you can pinch it if you want?

Heaven is still against evil, this self-inflicted evil, you can't live.

If she was usually low-key, there wouldn't be so many people pointing fingers.

Looking at the people in a circle, Fu Qingyao frowned and turned around to leave.

"Stand for me." Seeing that she was leaving, Zhou Xianbi's eldest lady's temper was also aroused, and she stepped in front of Fu Qingyao, stretched out her hand and planned to slap her.

In the entertainment industry before, I was used to seeing intrigues and deceitful women, but these women only made small moves behind their backs. Where would anyone be so stupid as to ignore their own face, and act directly in front of everyone, without any regard for upbringing.

Looking at Zhou Xianbi's movements, Fu Qingyao not only didn't make an emergency response, but she even had a lot of thoughts, and she admired herself a little.

Just when some people were caught off guard and some people were about to watch a good show, they stretched out a hand from the crowd and stopped Zhou Xianbi.

"Hmm!"

She snorted, and everyone looked at the man who saved the beauty in unison.

It's him!

Fu Qingyao finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, it was good to take action.

There are actions, at least traces to follow, and corresponding countermeasures can be made.

But if you don't move all the time, you can hang like this, and you can be free to be alone.

She is exhausted, but the opponent is still good, no matter how you count it, she suffers a loss.

"What ...... are you?" Zhou Xianbi looked over.

Song Yan just glanced at it lightly, and Zhou Xianbi stopped.

That glance was too cold, too cold, and under that look, she couldn't even speak.

So, Fu Qingyao was rescued by someone so easily. (To be continued......)