Nanxun is not bad for money.

Therefore, after registering an account, I directly charged to V8.

Her fingers were on the screen little by little, and some of the lottery winners didn't blink an eye, and they were directly drawn ten times in a row.

Almost an hour later, she already had a lot of out-of-print gear.

Nanxun rubbed his eyes, feeling a little tired, and then retreated from the game page.

But as soon as she exited, she saw the WeChat message displayed at the top of the screen.

Click in, it's a warm speech.

Wen Ci asked Nanxun how he was thinking about it.

Nanxun's face couldn't help but blush.

Can she say she hasn't had time to think about it yet?

Nanxun coughed, clicked into the chat page, and replied before thinking about it.

This is indeed something to think about.

Nan Xun didn't know much about Wen Ci.

The only thing I know is that Wen Ci is the most aggrieved cannon fodder in the original book, and he has never even shown his face, and he was directly KO by Jiang Xiubai!

Nanxun is a little entangled in whether this copyright should be sold.

She's really not bad for money.

Millions, tens of millions, and now it's really a casual spending!

Even if this comic sells the film and television rights, it is actually not of much benefit to Nanxun in terms of money.

Nanxun mainly wants to spread his comics.

Let more people see it, and more of her works.

After all, the other party is Wen Ci, the future big actor!

Word-of-mouth Nanxun is not worried, but mainly worried about casting.

Since Wen Ci fell in love with this comic, the male protagonist must be played by Wen Ci.

And what about the heroine?

What about the other supporting characters?

Nanxun was a little worried.

She didn't want her child's copyright to be destroyed after she gave it away.

That's her brainchild—

Although she is also adapted from her own experience.

Nan Xun was a little distressed, she couldn't help but call Jiang Xiubai, "Baibai~"

Jiang Xiubai happened to sign his name on a document, and when he heard Nan Xun's voice, he raised his eyebrows and looked in the direction of the compartment.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiubai put down the work in his hand and walked to the cubicle.

I saw Nanxun frowning in distress.

He sat on the edge of the bed and held Nan Xun's hand, but the afterglow at the end of his eyes swept over Nan Xun's mobile phone screen.

When he saw the word Wen Ci, his eyes darkened slightly.

Man?

Jiang Xiubai narrowed his eyes, but his expression was as gentle as ever, "Xun'er? ”

Nan Xun sighed, "You said, if I have a good thing in my hand, if I give it to others, I can make this good thing play a greater role." ”

She grabbed Jiang Xiubai's sleeve and blinked, "But, what if the other party doesn't treat it well and let this thing be destroyed......"

Jiang Xiubai chuckled: "Since the other party wants this thing, then it will definitely be treated well." ”

Nanxun's eyes lit up.

Then he cautiously approached Jiang Xiubai's side, "You may not believe it." ”

Jiang Xiubai: "Huh? ”

"I have something important to hide from you." Nanxun swallowed.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Xiubai played with Nanxun's fingers, although his tone was casual, but in fact, there was a strange look between his eyebrows.

Nanxun: "...... Then I said you can't laugh at me. ”

"Okay." Jiang Xiubai responded very simply.

"I'm actually ......"

Nan Xun cleared his throat, "A relatively well-known cartoonist. ”

Jiang Xiubai had known for a long time that he had also paid attention to Nanxun's Weibo.

Nanxun also knew this, and she said embarrassedly, "I actually wrote it on Weibo." ”