Three bottles of peach juice went down to his stomach, and his mouth and tongue were suddenly full of relish, and his body was fragrant, Lin Zhihui only felt refreshed, and his fatigue was completely gone, and he waved his fist vigorously, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

Lin Zhihui jumped up, went back and forth in the house a few times, and swung a few punches and kicks from time to time, confident that even if he immediately fought with the three lilies, he was confident that he would not fall behind.

"There should be a sandbag hanging here, and you can practice boxing if you have nothing to do. Lin Zhihui turned to the corner of the living room, feeling that it was empty, he was not an ordinary person now, and he had to fight with demons and monsters every once in a while, and it was very necessary to improve his combat effectiveness.

It's better to act than excited, the more Lin Zhihui thought about it, the more enthusiastic he became, and he strode back to the computer, intending to place an order online, when he saw a familiar name appear in the comment area.

"King Qin Guang, why did he leave a message again, did he want to advertise the underworld again?" Lin Zhihui muttered as he clicked on the comment.

The front is still a long manuscript of Wen Crepe, and his gaze stayed on it for a few seconds, and Lin Zhihui realized that he couldn't understand it at all, raised his hand and patted his head, and pulled it directly to the end: "I want to ask for three bottles of peach juice, and I hope to cut love." ”

"It's pretty well informed. It smells so quickly. Lin Zhihui was a little surprised, and he didn't think much about it, his ten fingers flew and he knocked on the keyboard a few times: "You also said that it was a love cut, I don't have much in total, and I don't have enough points." ”

With a click of the mouse, the screen flashed slightly, and King Qin Guang seemed to be waiting online, and replied in seconds: "To be a man, you have to know how to repay your kindness, a few days ago, if it wasn't for the old man to remind you in time, you would have been overwhelmed by the guys of the ghost clan, and you may not be able to live until the end of the peach conference, just by virtue of this, it is just to ask you for three bottles of peach juice, not much at all." ”

"It turns out that the anonymous person who gave the warning is King Qin Guang. Lin Zhihui is not too surprised, although he has received a lot of rewards from immortals so far, but there are really two or three exchanges, and King Qin Guang is one of them, plus his identity, it is natural to know some secrets of the underworld.

"Thank you, Lord Qin, for the reminder. I've always been responsive to my friends, isn't it just three bottles, no problem. Lin Zhihui felt that there was nothing wrong with King Qin Guang's words at all, although he said it very vaguely, but his words also implied that someone should help him cover it up, so that he would not be seen by the ghost clan for the first time, and now it seems that it is indeed true.

"This is like a word, rest assured, this favor will be remembered by the old man. Send someone to fetch it right away. King Qin Guang was still returning in seconds, and as soon as Lin Zhihui saw the reply, he heard a muffled knock on the door.

"So fast?" Lin Zhihui looked at the door, feeling a cool air on his back, a visitor from the underworld, I don't know if it was black and white impermanence or bull head and horse face, bang, bang, knocked a few times outside the door, Lin Zhihui stood up, subconsciously looked at the bright sky outside the window, walked to the door, took a deep breath and opened the door.

Nothing!

Lin Zhihui's eyes widened, and before he had time to think about it, he felt that there was something under his feet, and when he looked down, a Hushqi with flowing hair was squatting in front of him, looking at him with his head tilted and looking at him with mighty eyes, with a bamboo basket of the same style of selling vegetables in his mouth.

"Qin, Lord Qin's subordinates?" Lin Zhihui opened his mouth and looked at Hushiqi, and for a moment, he didn't know how to describe his mood.

Huskyqi nodded solemnly.

"Come to get peach juice?" Lin Zhihui twitched the corner of his eyes, and pressed his right hand on his leg, lest he couldn't help but want to touch the dog's head, while looking up and down, there was no ghost in his eyes, nor was he on fire all around, so he really couldn't see anything special.

Huskyqi let go of his mouth, lowered his head and put the bamboo basket on the ground, raised his claws and pushed it to Lin Zhihui's feet, his expression was extremely solemn, and with his face, it was extremely disobedient.

Lin Zhihui wordlessly picked up the bamboo basket, put the three unopened boxes into it, and returned to the door to hand them back to Husky.

Husky nodded politely, got up and picked up the bamboo basket, turned and trotted and disappeared into the hallway.

Legend has it that the hell beast is a three-headed giant dog that pulls the wind, but it is not a husky, Lin Zhihui looked at the empty corridor, felt that his feelings had been deceived, and stood still for a long time.

......

International Trade Business District.

A high-end café.

In the corner of the second floor, Chen Heng was lying on the table and swiping his mobile phone, while Bian Yimin was sitting on the sofa opposite browsing documents, with steaming coffee in his hand, looking like they were waiting for someone.

"That's not going to work. Chen Heng suddenly put down his mobile phone and raised his head to look at Bian Yimin: "Among the 100 people shortlisted in the second round, two-thirds of them are writers from Chuangdian website, and there are only five people shortlisted in our company, and four of them are at the bottom, and only one peanut rice ranks slightly higher, ranking 50th, or the result of our operation. ”

"Oh, it's rare that you can still say a few words of understanding. Bian Yimin raised his eyes slightly, looked at the excited Chen Heng from above his glasses, and said with a little interest: "Tell me, what do you think?"

Chen Heng was stunned by his question, a little confused, but he still scratched his head and thought hard: "What else can I do?" Only the idea office continues to build momentum and gain popularity, by the way, I remember that kid seems to be very good-looking, package it well, and then sell the character design, and a large number of fans will definitely pounce on him." ”

Bian Yimin originally asked casually, but he didn't expect Chen Heng's method to sound quite reliable, originally he planned to add some activities to increase exposure in the later stage of the final selection, such as interviews or meet-and-greets, etc., which can allow readers and writers to interact with the program, and gradually push the heat to a climax.

"And this guy. Chen Heng saw that his proposal was approved by Bian Yimin, and his confidence suddenly increased, and he felt that he had finally found a place where he could show his strengths, flipped through the mobile phone, called up the list of the second round, and pointed it out to Bian Yimin, and said: "This is called the first in the world, his ranking has been closely following Peanuts, and he is a strong competitor, but he has no information, and he is also a freelance writer. ”

Bian Yimin nodded: "I know this, and this Xianxia article is also written by the world's No. 1, according to the results, it is worse than peanuts." When you are on the show, you can make a fuss about him, use it to foil peanuts, and win more fans. ”

"That's fine, it's on me. Chen Heng's self-confidence has improved unprecedentedly, and he looks like he is gearing up and eager to try.

"Don't go too far. Although Chen Heng has no ability, he is also familiar with it, and he is mixed up in that circle, these things are just a trivial matter for him, Bian Yimin is naturally not worried about him doing it, but he still instructed: "He is a free man, if he really has the strength, he can dig it up." ”