Sun Jing, who had never taken the initiative to speak, also opened her mouth and said: "I also read that novel when I had nothing to do during the summer vacation, the character portrayal is very good, if it is adapted into film and television, it should be very marketable, and the most important thing is that this work has natural advantages, and it doesn't need much publicity at all to achieve the desired effect." ”

"Hey, my dad also took a fancy to this, as long as the copyright is acquired, it is basically a profitable deal. I don't know if the author's head was kicked by a donkey, and one million Huaxia coins acquired the dual copyright of film and television, which is four times more than the market price! As a result, the author said that he didn't want to adapt it, so he directly asked the website to push it. ”

Qian Lei knocked on the table angrily, as if she took the dishes and chopsticks in front of her as the author of the novel.

Jiang Huo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, she had already lowered her head, but now she was about to bury her face in the bowl.

"I saw someone on Weibo breaking the news that the author of this novel seems to be a cute girl paper, and at the beginning, she went to advertise in the book friend group of the female frequency novel, is it because the other party is not clear about the market price, so he insists on not letting the website sell the copyright of the film and television adaptation?" Sun Jing took a sip of juice and said the doubts in her heart.

"I think it's very likely that maybe the author is buried at home all day writing novels, and he doesn't have time to contact the outside world." Zhao Xuan also agrees with Sun Jing's point of view.

Qian Lei knocked on the table and said dejectedly: "Hey, don't you know how the other party hyped it?" Ask Rb, the founder of Zhongli Group, to attract fans for his scarf account, and send promotional advertorials with an account of 800,000 live fans, if the identity of the other party is very ordinary, why would the founder of Zhongli Group communicate with her on the Fifth Ring Road? ”

"I just want to know who the author is now, I need to talk to her personally!"

Sun Jing clasped her hands together, her white chin rested on the back of her hand, Danfeng stared at Qian Lei with her eyes, and said, "Qian Lei, why are you so persistent in buying the other party's copyright?" Sun Jing couldn't understand Qian Lei's inner thoughts at all.

"I've wanted to make movies and TV since I was a child, and now I've finally found a work I like, so why not make my dream come true? Besides, my dad didn't say no. ”

Well, Sun Jing immediately kept silent.

Dreams are not something that ordinary people can pursue.

Zhao Xuan, Qian Lei and Sun Jing chatted hotly, but Jiang Huo lowered his head and gnawed on the chicken legs in the bowl. Her unusual behavior immediately attracted the attention of the trio. Qian Lei asked even more curiously: "Jiang Huo, why don't you speak?" Haven't you read the novel "Zhu Xian"? This is the hottest book of the summer. ”

Jiang Huo raised her head with "difficulty", her gaze swept over the faces of the three people, and then she said, "Ah, what "Zhu Xian"? My mother never let me read this kind of online novel...... "Yes, my mother has always disapproved of me reading this kind of fast food novel, but it didn't stop me from writing it!" Jiang Huo defended his lie in his heart.

"Is there such a thing? That's unfortunate, but I'd suggest you go back and check it out, just on your phone. ”

"Well, well, okay......" Jiang Huo forced his embarrassment and replied.

In the second half of dinner, the three girls spent discussing the plot of the novel, and Jiang Huo was the only one who was eating chicken. After dinner, the four of them wandered around the supermarket and bought some necessities before returning to their dorm.

Following.

The continuous vibration woke up Jiang Huo, who was in his sleep, and the girls in the 417 dormitory washed their faces and brushed their teeth one after another, and came to the classroom where the class was located according to the arrangement notice received yesterday.

Generally speaking, there are a lot of girls in the Chinese departments of various universities, and there are even more girls who choose Chinese language and philology. Of course, although it is not as exaggerated as the Department of Foreign Languages and the Department of Economics, the ratio of men and women is also seriously imbalanced.

Jiang Huo sat in the last row of the lecture hall, looking down from above, the entire classroom was full of girls, and the boys who could count on their hands were simply the rising stars in the night.

Jiang Huo made a rough estimate, and the ratio of men to women was about seven to one.

Well, it's that scary.

After waiting in the classroom for a while, the class counselor arrived, confirmed the arrival of the staff by name, and began the freshman class meeting. After a boring self-introduction and the class cadre election, Jiang Huo finally received a professional book.

Of course, this is not the end, after distributing the books, the counselor asked the newly elected students to count the height and weight of each member of the class, and go to the general affairs office to get the clothes used in the military training of the freshmen. After assigning all the tasks, the counselor announced the end of the class meeting, and all matters were decided by the newly elected class committee.

Looking at the departing back of the counselor, Jiang Huo had an illusion in his heart.

This parting may be permanent.

Many people who have gone to college have this experience.

After an academic year, I hardly had any contact with my counselor, let alone met and communicated.

Many people are surprised to find out when they receive a notice of a change of counselor at the beginning of the next school year.

Oh, we seemed to have a counselor before.

What does he or she look like?

I don't think I have any memories left in my head.

Forget it, if you can't think of it, you can't remember it.

Just when Jiang Huo was full of emotion, a girl with a ponytail and a pink T-shirt walked over and interrupted Jiang Huo's thoughts.

"Hello, according to the counselor's request, I will count your height and weight, I hope you can cooperate."

The girl's voice was so weak that it sounded like an urge to take her in her arms and knead it well.

Of course, in broad daylight, Jiang Huo naturally couldn't make such an astonishing move. If she dared to do this, maybe in ten minutes, Uncle Ma, the head of the department, would come and invite her to the office for tea.

“165CM、45KG。”

With a face full of regret, Jiang Huo reported his data. As he spoke, his eyes kept on the other person's cheeks. The ponytail girl who got the paper was very shy.

Zhao Xuan: "176CM, 55KG." ”

Qian Lei: "170CM, 51KG." ”

SUN JING: "173CM, 50KG." ”

"Oh my God! It turns out that each of you has 1.7 meters! When Jiang Huo's three roommates reported their body data, Jiang Huo suddenly felt a sharp knife stuck in his chest.

Her heart was dripping blood.

Jiang Huo, who always thought that he was not short, suddenly felt that he was a little short.