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"Who wants to follow you?"
"You just don't want to take me with you!"
Lin Xiyan stomped her feet angrily.
Suddenly, Xu Wenliang passed in front of her, rushed to stop Luo Yun, "Tell me, who are you!"
"Get out of the way, top student."
Luo Yun pushed him away, and said lightly: "I am the vulgar person you always said, Ning Xiaoyao."
"What!?"
Not only Xu Wenliang, but the four college students and many passengers were shocked!
He is the author of "The Chronicle of Immortals and Demons", Ning Xiaoyao!
"Hey, where are people?"
When everyone reacted again, Luo Yun had disappeared into the crowd.
The white-haired old man in plain clothes was shocked, and hurriedly pushed aside the crowd and ran to the plane ramp.
"Wait a moment!"
"Please wait a moment!!"
The white-haired old man didn't know how Luo Yun walked so fast, he almost reached the passageway of the departure hall in the blink of an eye.
"What's up?"
Luo Yun took a look at the old man who was rushing over, fearing that he would have a heart attack, so he injected a ray of Wanheu spiritual energy into his heart, "Is it better?"
"Noit's all right."
The old man waved his hand, and then said: "You are the author of Immortals and Demons, Mr. Ning Xiaoyao?"
"hold head high."
"Let me introduce myself, I am Fu Huai'an, a professor of Huaqing Chinese Department."
"Professor Fu."
Luo Yun was not intimidated by the title of professor of Huaqing Chinese Department.
You know, he doesn't even look down on the governors of the two provinces.
"Nothing important, I think your poems are very well written, really very good!"
"Compared to the line 'Should be a celestial being drunk, smashing the white clouds', I prefer your previous song 'Green Ant New Fermented Wine, Red Clay Small Stove', small and delicate, oh, it's really well written It's"
?Professor Fu is not stingy with words of praise.
Then I added Luo Yun's WeChat.
"Blindly written."
Luo Yun waved his hand, "I have nothing else to do, I'll go first, there are still people waiting for me."
"Wait a moment!"
Professor Fu dug out an invitation letter from his briefcase, and stuffed it into Luo Yun's hand indiscriminately, "Mr. Ning, next Saturday, Huaguo is good at poetry, I sincerely invite you to participate, as"
"Okay, okay."
"See if you are free."
Luo Yun didn't want to get entangled with a stranger, so he turned his head and left.
""
Professor Fu smiled bitterly, "Sure enough, all literati are proud!"
"Green Ant's new fermented wine a small red clay stoveit will be snowing late at nightcan you have a drink?"
"Okay, it's really good!"
On Luo Yun's side, they soon walked towards a welcoming team.
?Three employees in suits and leather shoes held a banner that read: Warmly welcome Internet writer Ning Xiaoyao
"Ning Xiaoyao? Is it the Ning Xiaoyao who wrote Immortals and Demons?"
"Ning Xiaoyao also came to Yangcheng?"
"I want to see what he looks like!"
"Internet writers are all dead fat nerds, what's there to see, let's go"
"It's not a big star."
"Now anyone can hold a welcome ceremony, drunk."
Only a small number of passing airport passengers stopped.
"Why aren't you here yet?"
"Yeah, the planes have landed, didn't they say they would arrive at four o'clock?"
"Is it too late?"
Datang Company dispatched more than a dozen editors, and there were many discussions.
Among them, a very kawaii-looking girl with a fat face looked at the crowd at the exit expectantly.
"What kind of person will he be?"
"His voice is very handsome, and his handwriting is also very good. He should be a handsome guy, right?"
Soon, Matcha saw a fat man with greasy hair, bumps on his face, and a weight of more than one hundred and eighty catties walking towards them, his beautiful eyes gradually widened, "Oh my god, no way"
"Ning Xiaoyao?"
"This is Ning Xiaoyao?"
"Damn, she looks so ugly!"
"Sure enough, all the writers of novels are dead fat nerds!"
Several editors feel darkBitter water.
After waiting for more than an hour, just waiting for such an ugly guy, drunk.
"Excuse me, has Ning Xiaoyao come to Yangcheng? I am a fan of his books, but I like his books, hehehe" The fat man said honestly, the flesh on his face was squeezed together.
"Just a book fan."
The editors shook their heads and quickly pushed him aside.
"Hoo"
Matcha also lowered her head and breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, a somewhat familiar voice came to her ears:
"Are you the editors of Datang Chinese Network?"
Um? coming!
Matcha raised her head nervously.
It was Luo Yun who came into view with a delicate but not handsome face.
fine!
No disillusionment!
Very tall and handsome!
The stone hanging from Matcha's chest finally fell down.
She just wanted to step forward¡ª¡ª
"Ning Xiaoyao, hello, I am the editor-in-chief of the male channel of Datang Chinese Network!"
"Just call me General!"
A tall and thick man, wearing a polo shirt, squeezed the matcha away to shake hands with Luo Yun.
"I'm the editor, isn't I a girl"
Luo Yun murmured in his heart, but he still shook hands with the general.
"Haha! We finally meet!"
"Great God, it's really not easy to see you!"
The general patted Luo Yun on the back, looking very happy.
More than a dozen editors swarmed up, and the poor editor-in-chief couldn't squeeze in Matcha, so he stomped his little feet in anger.
"Hello, Xiaoyao, I'm the editor-in-chief of the female channel, Puff!"
"I'm the deputy editor-in-chief of the male channel group, Ocean Waves"
"I'm the deputy editor-in-chief of the second male group, Dabai"
Luo Yun greeted these editors and walked outside the airport.
Datang Company is indeed the largest original novel website in China, and the cars sent to pick them up are all Bentley Mulsanne, which can be said to have given Luo Yun enough face.
Get in the car and go straight to the five-star hotel for dinner.
Matcha was very disappointed, she didn't even have a chance to talk to Luo Yun along the way.
But let alone him, after the two editor-in-chiefs of Datang Corporation came, even the general didn't have a chance to speak, let alone her as a small editor-in-chief.
There are more than 60 content editors like her in Datang Corporation, and seven or eight of them will go away every month.
After drinking for three rounds
A table of delicacies from mountains and seas is also almost eaten.
The editor-in-chief, Tian Ya, smiled and asked the general to fetch a new contract.
"Xiaoyao, look at this, the great god of our website! We have decided to raise your writer title to the level of [Great God]!"
Tianya handed over the new contract to Luo Yun.
Luo Yun took it over and swept it twice with his soul power.
Tianya explained with a smile:
"This ordinary writer, and the website's contribution fee is fifty-five cents!"
"Where is the great writer, seven or three points!"
"In this way, your monthly manuscript fee can be increased by hundreds of thousands, isn't it great?"
"Come on, sign it"
Tian Ya took a pen and handed it to Luo Yun with a smile.
Luo Yun instinctively felt that there was a conspiracy!
? I looked at the ratio of the electronic manuscript fee, seven to three points, no problem.
But it involves copyright!
Nima!
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