17, I don't accept such Jing Ke [ask for collection]

Xin Yu didn't close his eyes all night.

Recalling everything and looking at Mu Qingya quietly, Xin Yu's heart was sour. From being inseparable in childhood to retreating three years ago, Xin Yu is the only one who is most ashamed of Mu Qingya in his life.

Gently patting the beauty in his arms, Xin Yu secretly made up his mind to live up to it.

"Bell bell bell ......"

The mobile phone rang suddenly, and Xin Yu noticed that it was already nine o'clock in the morning. He gently walked out of bed, came to the window, and picked up the phone in a low voice, "Brother Yu, morning." ”

"Xin Yu, yesterday I talked about it with Mr. Xue." Han Feiyu said proudly, "But the two of them are so drunk that my head is still dizzy." ”

"Then congratulations, Brother Yu." This is an expected result, after all, Han Feiyu fought against the odds, and he was only allowed to succeed and not to fail.

"Let's make an appointment when you have time, and we will meet and talk in detail."

"Okay."

"Anyway, that Lu Ming is really good, I even went to the Sentient Beings Hotel!" Han Feiyu still feels that he is living in a dream, and what happened last night is too shocking, "It turns out that the drinking in the small restaurant of all living beings is to be dried one by one, hiss." ”

As soon as these words came out, Xin Yu almost couldn't hold back his laughter, that's Maotai, a cup of dry, Brother Yu, it seems that you were tricked by Xue Wensheng!

"Phew, I'm still going to rest and rest, hang up first."

As soon as he hung up the phone, the soft body behind him was pasted, Xin Yu put away the phone, "I'm sorry, I woke you up." ”

"How's it going?" Mu Qingya's body was close to Xin Yu's back, and a pair of white arms like lotus roots were wrapped around Xin Yu's sturdy waist.

"Ha, Brother Yu said that the talk is done." Xin Yu yawned.

"Didn't you sleep all night?" Mu Qingya snuggled and asked.

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

"Then you hurry up and rest, I'll go wash up."

Mu Qingya pulled Xin Yu and pressed him to the bed, Xin Yu had no choice but to obey. And Mu Qingya turned around and went to the bathroom to take a bath, the sound of the water, you let me sleep.

Xin Yu turned sideways, his eyes widened, and when he thought of Mu Qingya's perfect concave and convex curves, the restless evil fire couldn't stop rising out.

"This Nizi, hey!"

Can't you wash it faster?

It's been half an hour...... Xin Yu wanted to cry without tears, and the two villains in his mind were frantically confronting each other, and finally ......

Xin Yu got up slowly, glanced at the bathroom, reluctantly took out a cigarette, and walked to the window. This is a twenty-story hotel, Xin Yu looked down at the traffic in the downtown area, intending to divert his attention.

"That, Xin Yu ......"

Just as Xin Yu was taking a deep breath and stabilizing his mind, Mu Qingya's timid voice suddenly sounded. Xin Yu turned around, thinking that she had washed it, but there was only a voice, and there was no one.

"What's wrong?" Xin Yu's brows furrowed slightly.

At this time, Mu Qingya gently opened the glass door of the bathroom, her little head poked out, the white towel wrapped her curled hair, the exposed hair was still hanging with crystal droplets, the puffy face was filled with the warm breath after bathing, and the body was wrapped in a bath towel, "Can you hand me the bag for me?" ”

The feeling is that I forgot to take my clothes......

Xin Yu gasped, now this Nizi bath towel is hollow inside!

With a twitch out of the corner of his eye, Xin Yu pinched off the cigarette butt, and then avoided Mu Qingya's gaze and handed over the bag beside the bed.

Mu Qingya said "thank you" shyly, and shrank in, Xin Yu gasped, fortunately, this Nizi was leaving today.

Busy with everything, Mu Qingya changed into new clothes, and brought the earrings that Xin Yu bought for him last night, "Are they good-looking?" ”

Xin Yu nodded.

"Then I'll go, you can continue to sleep here. I'll explain to the front desk and continue for another night. ”

Xin Yu nodded again, and then Mu Qingya packed up everything and walked out of the room without looking back. Xin Yu didn't have any unusual behavior, and when the door slammed shut, Xin Yu took out a cigarette and lit it.

The thick nicotine reverberates in the mouth and runs down the throat into the lungs......

"Whew."

Spit out the smoke rings lightly, looking at the white smoke rings that gradually turned into nothingness in front of him, Xin Yu's mind couldn't help but appear Mu Qingya's shadow.

Illusion of truth and illusion.

Is this obsession, this friendship, like old wine, getting stronger and stronger the longer it goes, instead of getting worse the longer it lasts......

Xin Yu, who was losing his mind, was suddenly pulled back by the prompt tone of the mobile phone text message, it was Mu Qingya's text message, just three words, like a farewell.

"I'm leaving"

Xin Yu looked at the screen, hesitated, and typed a few words, but in the end he deleted it and did not reply.

After smoking this cigarette, Xin Yu did not stay in the hotel, and after going out, he took a taxi home, rinsed it, and changed into his usual clothes. But this new dress really gave Xin Yu a headache.

"There are no irons or anything like that at home, and the clothes will wrinkle when they are washed, so let's send them to the dry cleaners."

As soon as he was about to go out, Han Feiyu's phone called.

"Xin Yu, there is something wrong with the Wensheng Literature Network."

"Huh?"

"There are two factions on the Wensheng Literature Network, and they think that if you use a historical figure as the main character, you will cause unnecessary trouble. The supporters said that your writing is not a problem, and the overall structure of the novel is meticulous, and all aspects are in place, and it is a very cutting-edge martial arts theme. ”

These compliments were expected, and Xin Yu didn't feel much.

"But the opposition says that you tamper with historical figures and do not respect history! Since Wensheng Literary Network was just starting out, they did not approve of Literary Network taking this risk. ”

Xin Yu thought about it, this was indeed a problem.

"Jin Yong Gulong created a precedent for martial arts novels and carried forward martial arts novels, but even they only used the historical background and did not take the historical figures as the real protagonists. The opposition is worried that once your novel collapses, no, if your novel goes wrong, it will attract countless people, not only in the literary circle, but also in history. ”

"Are they not convinced by my Jing Ke?" Xin Yu smiled slightly, "I really didn't expect that there would be conservatives in online literature." ”

Online literature has fought its way out of the encirclement from the entity, although it has "suffered heavy casualties", but in the end it still has its own territory in the literary circle. Strictly speaking, online literature is a breakthrough in the literary circle, and a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend for it to be what it should be.

I think of my previous life, writing articles on the Internet, just to have a thousand strange ideas, and a wild brain hole can attract people, but when I got here, I didn't expect that even using historical figures as the protagonists has become a big problem.

"Then what is Brother Yu's attitude, and what about Mr. Xue?"

"Last night's wine was not drunk in vain, I and Mr. Xue hated to see each other, one meaning, your book, not popular, heaven does not allow it!" Han Feiyu patted his chest and said, "We have talked very clearly, there are only a few potential stocks in the current literary circle, and now Mr. Gu Long has closed his pen, and Mr. Jin Yong is also preparing the last book, so the next literary circle belongs to the latecomers." The road of martial arts needs to be inherited by you to carry forward! ”

"Innovating on the basis of traditional martial arts is what our group likes to see."

Xin Yu understood that Han Feiyu came with a request.

"Brother Yu, what do you mean by making this call?"

Han Feiyu stopped and coughed dryly, "That's right, the Wensheng Literature Network wants you to show them the outline of the next few parts, so that the opponent's mouth can be sealed." ”

"Brother Yu, what do you think? The outline was in my head, and it wasn't written. Xin Yu is refusing.

If you believe in my novels, why do you need an outline?

If this matter is not properly discussed, then there can only be a regret. Xue Wensheng of Wensheng Literature Network is indeed a good person, but this does not mean that he can become a partner in interests.

Xin Yu is very clear, friends are friends, business is business, and they can't be mixed up.

Han Feiyu was also stunned, he had always been kind and suddenly changed his attitude, but he quickly reacted. Over the years, he has come into contact with talented and proud writers abound, and Xin Yu is the kind who will fight back when he touches the bottom line.

He knew very well that Xin Yu was making his attitude clear, and he allowed others to question his novels, but he did not allow people to gain an inch.

"Since my novel has signed a contract with Jiutian Publishing House, it is naturally you, Brother Yu, who is responsible. Whatever you do, I'm fine. ”

Han Feiyu breathed a long sigh of relief, "That's what you're waiting for!" ”

Before, he was worried that Xin Yu and Xue Wensheng were both here yesterday, whether they knew each other. But now that Xin Yu has given a clear attitude, Han Feiyu is naturally relieved, "I have confidence in your novels, Wensheng Literature Network can't talk about it, let's change it, and now there are several emerging literary networks." ”

Xin Yu smiled, "Brother Yu, is there anything else?" If it's okay, I'll get busy. ”

"Don't worry, wait for my good news!"

hung up the phone happily, although Han Feiyu is usually very gentle, but when it comes to work and literature, he is a hardliner. As long as he believes in it, he will definitely fight for it and will do it well!

Xin Yu yawned and sent the clothes to the dry cleaners, finally relaxed, returned home, and lay on the bed, Xin Yu couldn't stay up anymore and slowly fell asleep.

In his sleep, Xin Yu shuttled through the second dimension. Looking back on the plot of Qin Shi Mingyue over and over again, when Wei Zhuang's three thousand silver was carried forward, the shark teeth in his hand stood cold...... When the white-clothed Gai Nie threw out the wooden sword, it was a good move to fly the sword in a hundred steps...... While......

"Bell bell bell ......"

The phone rang suddenly.

"Hey ......"

"I'm beating! Why are you still sleeping, kid! Didn't you sleep all night last night? ”

"How do you know!"

"Nima eggs! Lao Tzu shouldn't ask if he is cheap, I don't eat dog food. ”

Xin Yu sat up tiredly, "I said, I didn't do anything last night, do you believe it?" ”

"Faith! Believe you, big-headed ghost! Lu Ming on the other end of the phone had already scolded, "Hurry up and wash up, I'll pick you up for dinner together." ”

"When did you become so kind, did something happen?"

"Let's talk when we meet! Hurry up, I'll be downstairs in five minutes! I'm waiting for the master! ”