In fact, her inner thoughts are that she has finally become popular, and she can save more money while she is popular, so that she can realize her dream as soon as possible.

No, no.

She had to find out what the reason was.

"By the way, I'll contact you when I find the reason!"

With that, she turned around and left.

Suddenly, something flashed through Wang Chuchu's mind, and he seemed to have signed a contract in his impression!

That's right, find out the contract and see if you can find someone who bought your novel!

Choi Junjin saw her running away like the wind and wanted to open his mouth to stop her.

Wang Chuchu braked sharply on the soles of his feet, and ran back with a knock, "That, I want to ask, how should I find you?" ”

"This is my agent's ......" Cui Junzhen blurted out a sentence, and then thought about it wrong, the agent was originally opposed to him acting in a TV series, and felt that it was a waste of time, if he called the agent, he might be blocked by her.

After thinking about it, he decided to leave his private WeChat account to her.

He took out his phone and opened his QR code.

"Huh? Wechat?! ”

Wang Chuchu was shocked by his actions, "You're a star, aren't you afraid to add your WeChat account to people like this?" Not worried? What if I sell your number? ”

Cui Junzhen smiled, "Originally, I was really a little worried, but when I heard you say this, I don't worry about it, I believe you won't do it, you add me on WeChat, you can send me a message, and I will reply to you." ”

So in this way, Wang Chuchu added his favorite celebrity WeChat.

Indulging in this great happiness, Wang Chuchu had only one facial expression left for two days in a row: a smirk.

Day 3.

She finally remembered to find a contract.

The trick is that I have a bad habit of losing everything, and I didn't put the contract at ease before, which will, when I want to find it, I find that I can't find it!

I didn't give up, so I had to find an editor.

But to her despair, the editor said that she didn't know.

"We were all surprised that your novel was able to sell at the beginning, because the other party seemed to have designated to buy your name, and the price was too high, and the other party didn't want us to know too much, so we didn't know who bought it."

The editor's words, Wang Chuchu fell into despair.

And what she didn't expect was that two days later, even greater despair was waiting for her.

The so-called bad things will be spread to every corner of the Internet like dandelion seeds!

An explosive hot search on the Internet almost put Wang Chuchu to death.

In one video, a swarthy 40-year-old man grief-denounced to the reporter's camera, "It was the author of these online novels who killed my child!" ”

"Burning nose hair, will the words written by serious people use such a name? Burning nose hair, you killed my child! You must be held legally responsible! ”

In the video, the man who played the mosaic was very sad and kept emphasizing: Burning nose hair, you killed my child.

According to the reporter's complaint, a ten-year-old child read a book "The Time We Two Little Didn't Guess", imitating the content of the author's book, in a bad mood, in the middle of the night, he climbed to the top of the tree to watch the moon, and fell from the tree to his death, and next to her, the mobile phone screen is the page of this novel.