Seeing Hushiqi slip away and run away, Lin Zhihui closed the door with a loss, feeling that he needed to discuss his life with King Qin Guang, turned around and stumbled, and almost fell to the ground.

Lin Zhihui stomped his feet hard, heard the bang, and then felt relieved, it seemed that it was just his own illusion just now, so he put his mind at ease, returned to the computer, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't bought a sandbag, turned off the page and logged in to the shopping website, and was about to search for goods, when a prompt sounded, and the chat software in the lower right corner of the screen flashed.

Lin Zhihui saw that it was a very familiar avatar, so he clicked on it to see it.

It is to the effect that on the 16th of this month (Sunday), an author interview will be held on Tonghai City TV Station, inviting all the people in Tonghai City who were selected for the second round of "Top Ten Internet Writers" to participate, and said that the selected authors are divided into ten groups, which are responsible for different editors, and she is the person in charge of this group, and sincerely hopes that the first in the world will attend, and looks forward to meeting him.

"Author interview?" Lin Zhihui felt a little dazzled in front of him, his head was buzzing, and he muttered to himself: "This is not just a matter of voting, what else is the show, and it is not about being an actor." But after all, when he glanced at the name "The Other Side" next to his avatar, he immediately remembered that it was Chu Qianning, how could the two be considered friends, Chu Qianning was still a loyal reader of "The Rise of the God Emperor", and he couldn't thin her face and make it difficult for her.

"Isn't it just an interview, meaning, I'll be there on time. Lin Zhihui moved his hands on the keyboard, replied to Chu Qianning, and muttered to himself vaguely: "Brother is not only a god of online literature, but also a god of Internet celebrities and a ......god of the universe."

Before the last sentence was finished, it turned into a snoring sound in his mouth, the chair made a screeching sound against the floor, Lin Zhihui closed his eyes, and the whole person slid under the table, his face was red, lying on the ground on all fours, and he fell asleep.

He just thought that peach juice can prolong life, and there are no side effects, but he forgot how this is also a fairy thing, when Sun Wukong first ate peach orchard to eat peach, drunk for three days and three nights, he was caught by the seven fairies, with his mana, he will still be invincible to the power of peach, not to mention Lin Zhihui, who is mortal in the flesh, and the Tianshan fairy dew used to dilute is a unique spiritual spring in the fairy world, containing the breath of heaven and earth, and ordinary immortals dare not drink it at will.

......

Genesis website. Urban Fiction Group.

Chu Qianning thought about his words for a while, and planned to persuade the first in the world to participate in the author's interview, because according to his character, he was 100% not interested in these, but he didn't expect that as soon as the news was sent, the first in the world replied, and he also promised without any delay, so that the words that came to her mouth were stuck in her throat, which was really Mo Ming's depression.

"Why don't you shirk, you can't say a few more words to others. Chu Qianning muttered dissatisfiedly, sent the specific time and place and dress code to the first in the world, and waited for a long time without replying, so he turned off the dialog box unhappily and began to clean up his mood and work.

......

The overcast sky was covered with dark clouds.

There was a thunderclap.

The raindrops the size of beans fell rapidly, smashing on the windows and crackling, and the cold wind poured in and blew the curtains flying.

Lin Zhihui sneezed, opened his eyes and found himself lying on the ground, it was stormy outside, no wonder it was so cold.

Standing up against the table, his temples still aching, and he felt completely hungover.

His brain stagnated for half a minute before Lin Zhihui remembered what had happened, pinched the bridge of his nose hard, and walked into the bathroom.

After taking a hot shower, Lin Zhihui cleaned up the house briefly, and at the door of the garbage heap, the box containing peach juice was placed, this is a good thing, and now there are only seven bottles left, just enough for his own family, and he must not give it away casually.

Taking out a box of quick-frozen soup packets from the refrigerator and throwing them into the microwave oven, Lin Zhihui sat down in front of the computer with the milk, and saw the dialog box on the screen.

"What an interview will be. Lin Zhihui was not impressed at all, he swept his eyes, and was not interested, but suddenly found that he had agreed to participate, and couldn't help but curse loudly: "What the hell is this." I'm possessed, I don't know if it's okay to regret it. ”

Although the eldest husband can't say whether it counts, if he can't go to participate in any ghost show, Lin Zhihui doesn't mind breaking his word and getting fat, maybe he doesn't know that Chu Qianning is on the other side, but he can't admit it afterwards, it's a pity.

Drinking the milk as soon as he drank it, Lin Zhihui looked at the calendar, tomorrow is the 16th, but it's okay, anyway, it is a knife to stretch out his head, and it is also a knife to shrink his head, and he will die early and be born early.

However, this time it is estimated that it will be delayed for a few days, but fortunately, his task has been completed almost completely, and the remaining few are not in a hurry.

......

At noon the next day, Lin Zhihui wore a simple T-shirt and jeans and came to Tonghai TV on time.

As the largest TV station in the entire coastal area, Tonghai TV station is strong, well-known in the country, and the scale of Huaguo TV station, especially several variety shows that are now on the air, are even more big names, Lin Zhihui just walked through the underground passage, and saw a nanny car driving by, dozens of reporters carrying long guns and short guns and holding microphones immediately swarmed up, blocking the gate.

Lin Zhihui doesn't chase stars, and he doesn't like to join in the fun, so he stood in the distance and waited for a while, until the nanny car drove away, and the crowd dispersed and continued to squat, and then walked over, passed through the gate built in imitation of the triumphal arch, and entered the TV station.

The invitation letter sent by the author's backstage indicated that the location was Studio 9 on the west side of the 10th floor, Lin Zhihui saw the schematic diagram in the lobby on the first floor, and took the elevator to the 10th floor to Studio 10 without much effort.

A lot of people have gathered outside the studio,There is a sign at the elevator entrance"Top Ten Network Writers Interview",You can see it when you come out,This time there are as many as 100 writers in attendance,Plus the editorial responsibility of each website,And the staff of the TV station,The number is considerable,But for the vast area of luxury setting,Tonghai TV station that can hold two Spring Festival Galas at the same time,Naturally, it is not a problem。

Walking forward along the corridor, Lin Zhihui saw Chu Qianning, who was wearing a light-colored dress, standing at the door of a lounge and looking out.

"Hey, is it you?" Chu Qianning also saw Lin Zhihui, beckoned to him who came over, and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, I didn't even know that you worked at a TV station." ”

Lin Zhihui smiled, saw a few people coming out of the lounge, didn't want to cause trouble to Chu Qianning, and directly took out his mobile phone and handed it to her.

Chu Qianning was puzzled, looked down and saw the author's invitation on the screen, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he slowly raised his head and opened his eyes wide: "It turns out that you are ......."