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    The young man was also shocked. He didn't expect that Manager Wan would have such a reaction. From the look on his face, it seemed that the thing in his hand was a treasure?  But he had just read the content inside. How could something like that be good? It was completely irrelevant and nonsense, and there was no way it was readable.  "Return to the monkey, bah, I can't even write about people, so I still write about the monkey."  But now that he saw Manager Wan being so excited, he felt unsure. He kept thinking about what he just said, trying to see where it was written.     Sudden.  Manager Wan took a step forward and grabbed his shoulders with both hands, startling the young man.  "Who was here just now?" Manager Wan asked hurriedly.  "Yesit's Yang Shanshui." The young man replied hesitantly.  As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Wan Guanshi had turned into a gust of wind and rushed outside. He could still vaguely feel the fluctuations of fighting spirit in the air. The other party seemed to have used martial arts and ran towards the outside.  The young man looked at all this with some dumbfounded eyes, not knowing what was going on.  In the corridor, the sound of items falling to the ground kept ringing, causing people in each room to stick out their heads and want to see what happened.  The people in charge of miscellaneous copying had just stretched out their heads, and hurriedly retracted because Manager Wan had already rushed to the door and almost knocked them to the ground.  As soon as he ran into the room, he slapped the paper in his hand on the table and said loudly: "Today, change the content of the home page to this story!" "Manager Wan, isn't the home page going to be about Wu Ze's novel?" He kept burying his head.  The man who was writing looked up.  asked.  "Change! Put this one on!" Manager Wan patted the table again, "No matter what. I will see the miscellaneous copies for sale when I get back, and I will bear all the responsibilities!" Before he finished speaking, everyone saw Manager Wan hurried again.  He hurriedly ran out, and the wind caused a few pieces of white paper on the table to float up, and finally fell slowly on the table.  After a moment of silence, the room became lively again, and everyone walked towards the table to see what it was.  "What on earth is it? Is it worth it?" "Yes, let's see what it is. What is it that makes Manager Wan so rude?" "Give me one to see." People gathered together and one person picked it up.  I looked at a piece of paper carefully, then looked at each other, and everyone exclaimed.  If on earth.  They are all old editors, so they can naturally tell whether the manuscript is good or bad. When they saw the content in the story, they were completely shocked!  God, what kind of person could write such a story!  The idea of ????this story is simply unprecedented, and no one has ever written it.  This level of novelty is no less than the news that someone breaks through and becomes a fighting saint.  Explosive!  If this story were published, it would definitely be explosive!  "It's a pity that there are no practitioners among them, so they don't have many ideas about the story. They just look at it from the perspective of appreciation."  Home page for sale!  They all thought of this method in their minds.  They believed that if it really sold the story.  Then their reputation will definitely continue to rise!  "Quick! Gather people, pull down Wu Ze's story, and start producing this story immediately." The person in charge shouted loudly.  ¡°Brother Zhao, this story doesn¡¯t have a name yet, what should it be called?¡± someone suddenly asked.  "Call" The man called Brother Zhao frowned and finally said.  "It's called World of Warcraft!" World of Warcraft!  Everyone squinted their eyes and finally nodded. This name can reflect the theme of the story, World of Warcraft. Isn¡¯t the monkey a World of Warcraft?  !  ??Writing the story of the transformed monster, I believe many people will be willing to read it.  So.  A group of people started to have sex in full swing.  ¡­ Liu Bai naturally didn¡¯t know what happened next. He only heard the other party say that he took it to others to see and it didn¡¯t pass.  Regarding this result, Liu Bai just smiled and said nothing.  He believes that this story is just about not meeting the right person.  This matter is not something he is depressed about, because the most depressed thing is that he did not find the treasure. He dug three feet into the ground and did not see anything suspicious.  Depressed.  Liu Bai threw the hoe aside and sat on the ground a little depressed. He began to think about what that thing was. Could it be that it had legs and could run?Success?  At this moment, a carriage came from a distance. Before it stopped, an old man jumped out of the carriage, staggered a few steps on the ground, and quickly rushed in front of Liu Bai.  "Village Chief Yang is here." The person who came was none other than Manager Wan. Because he was pressed for time, he directly asked someone to drive him over.  "Not here." Liu Bai shook his head.  ¡°Where has he gone?¡± Manager Wan asked.  "I don't know." Seeing that Liu Bai didn't know anything about it, Manager Wan ignored him and walked straight into the room, but he didn't find Yang Shanshui at all.     Where did you go.  Manager Wan walked out anxiously. He was now eager to know who wrote the story. The story he sent was only the beginning. If there was no follow-up, wouldn't it mean that he would be reviled by many people?  Liu Bai glanced at the other party, but was not willing to talk to him. He stood up and patted his butt, walked directly to the room, took out the miscellaneous manuscripts collected by Yang Shanshui from the box, and began to slowly appreciate them.  Soon.  Steward Wan came in from outside and sat on a chair in the living room. After staying for a while, he stood up and paced back and forth in the living room, looking very anxious.  The sound of footsteps back and forth made Liu Bai a little upset. He put down his papers and said calmly: "If you have anything to do with him, you can leave him a message. When he comes back, I will ask him to come find you." "Where is he going?  "Yes." Manager Wan walked in and asked in a questioning tone.  "Oh, this." Liu Bai picked up the miscellaneous papers again and started to read them, saying casually.  "I won't tell you." Hearing Liu Bai's words, Manager Wan was completely angry. He roared: "Boy! Do you know who I am?!" "I don't know." "I'm just the copycat in your hands.  The founder of "Wan Guanshi" revealed a hint of pride in his words.  "Oh?" Liu Bai turned to look at the other party.  ¡°Why don¡¯t you tell me where Village Chief Yang has gone?¡± Manager Wan said with a smile.  "Are you anxious?" Liu Bai asked back.  "Well." Manager Wan breathed out heavily. How could he not be anxious now? It would be strange not to be anxious.  "Oh, I feel relieved when I see you are anxious." Liu Baitou said uneasily.  Pfft¡ª¡ª Manager Wan simply vomited three liters of blood. He didn¡¯t expect that the other party would dare to talk to him like this after knowing his identity. You know, his identity is the same as that of an alchemist!  Angry!  He is really angry!  He took a step forward and said angrily: "You ignorant boy, even your Village Chief Yang wouldn't dare to talk to me like this in front of me!" Suddenly.  He was stunned, and his eyes focused on a piece of white paper beside the bed, with a big word "Î÷" written on it.  He looked at it for a moment, then his expression changed and he asked: "Who wrote this Western character, do you know?" Liu Bai lowered his head and said lightly: "Oh, I wrote it casually, what's wrong."  "You!" Manager Wan looked at Liu Bai in surprise and said excitedly.  "You also wrote that story about Warcraft Monkey?!" "Well, I wrote it just for fun." Liu Bai replied without raising his head.     Grass!  Are you writing this for fun?  !  This answer made Wan Guangshi dumbfounded. He came to the author anxiously, but he didn't expect that the other party said that it was just written for fun?  ! ?????????????????????????????????? This is the level of play. If you really write it, what kind of level should you write it?
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