There are endless domestic bad movies, and novels like his don't know how to change beyond recognition.

Not to mention spending money on special effects.

The 300,000 purchased film and television copyrights to make millions of special effects are incredible.

But when the contract was signed, the film and television copyright was given to the website.

He didn't have the right to decide whether he could sell it or not, and if he did, he could only watch.

At that time, he was still depressed for a while, he was so invested in this novel, but now he has to watch him destroy it.

His wife comforted him: "Now many authors' copyrights are only sold for sale, and it has nothing to do with them." There are so many novels that have been destroyed, there are a lot of less of you, and there are not many more of you, but there are still more than 100,000 copyright income, so relax. ”

This is the reason, others say how glorious it is to sell the film and television copyright.

But only the Miao Jiang witch doctor himself knows that he is still suppressed in his heart.

Until the person who bought the film and television rights called, saying that he wanted to meet with him to discuss the adaptation of the novel.

Even the adaptation has been proposed, is it really going to start filming?

However, the adaptation can be adapted into a screenplay, why do you have to come to him as the author?

With this question, An Hao came to the imperial capital.

At 2:50 a.m., he arrived at the café he had agreed upon.

He was a little hungry now because he was dizzy and didn't eat because of the plane, but the person he met didn't come, and he was embarrassed to order something.

I was just drinking coffee vigorously, and I kept glancing at the door of the café.

It wasn't until 2.59 that he glanced at his watch again, and then when he looked up, he saw a teenager wearing a white loose T-shirt, wearing light blue jeans, showing his long legs against the sky, stepping on white sneakers, pushing open the glass door and walking in.

The teenager is wearing a mask, and judging from the appearance, it should belong to the clean and clear boy style.

However, there is a sharp smell on the other party's eyebrows, and the black mask also has a bit of the smell of the night knight.

Just when he pushed the door from outside the café in the sunlight, he gave all the guests in the café a kind of sunshine, and he brought the sunlight into the hall with a holy and noble light.

Attracts everyone's attention.

Even An Hao's eyes couldn't help but be attracted by such a teenager.

The other party's eyes are clean and pure, too dazzling, but they are so noble.

His sitting posture couldn't help but be restrained.

He thought that the young man was coming in to drink coffee, but the other party came directly towards him, and in An Hao's stunned eyes, he stretched out his slender and white left hand, as if with an interesting smile: "Miao Jiang Witch Doctor, Mr. An Hao, right?" I'm the Jun porcelain who asked you to meet. ”

When Jun Ci entered here, he saw An Hao sitting by the window at a glance.

In the summer, he also wore a suit and vest, bringing out a bit of serious elite style.

According to the information given by Gollum, this Miao Jiang witch doctor is just an amateur author, and his main job is a financial consultant for a company.

Very promising person.

is actually quite accomplished at a young age, but just looking at his appearance, he really can't tell that it is him, the person who wrote the lingering and sad love story of life and death in the fairy.

"Mr. Jun?"

An Hao was a little shocked in his heart, because the exercise in the business field allowed him to keep a polite handshake with Jun Ci, and he didn't even show any emotion on his face.

But I was already disappointed in my heart.

At such a young age, at first glance, he is still a student.

can buy his film and television copyrights, probably the kind of rich second generation who has a little money in the family, and it is estimated that it is the nature of playing tickets.

His disappointment hardly needs any words to describe it.

The little expectation that was there was also completely disappeared.