"I have twenty authors in charge, each of which has at least three thousand words, and tens of thousands more! And this Nicholas Zhang San said that he had a broken hand and could not write. He wanted to take a leave of three months and come from the hospital later to ask for leave. What do you think should be done?"

Dali held the folder and smiled slightly at Zhao Haitang and Curry Sauce.

"I'm injured in my hand, of course I need to have a good rest! When I recover, I'll have another burst of explosions~"

Curry sauce smiled.

"Ha, when his injury heals, the readers will have already run away! A web article will be updated to King! If you write less every day, readers will raise books. As you raise them, they will raise them to death and no one will read your books!"

Zhao Haitang groaned.

"I think we should be here to help him create together!"

Zhao Haitang smiled.

"Are you sure?" Dali smiled slightly, "If urging is a compulsory course, you have failed the subject!"

"It seems that I won't fail the exam!"

Zhang Xiao appeared behind them at some point.

"Are you sure?" Dali looked at Zhang Xiao and showed a fascinated smile.

"Oh, Dali, then do we want to bet? If you lose, you will sleep with me tonight?"

How could Zhang Xiao miss such a good opportunity?

If you catch the opportunity, you have to attack Dali.

"Okay! If you can ask Nicholas Zhang San to hand in a manuscript of 6,000 words today, this bet will be yours, even if you win!"

Dali held his hands behind his back and exuded a strong woman's aura from his professional attire, with a hint of cuteness in his mature life.

"Okay, I won. You will still wear this outfit tonight and sleep with me~"

Zhang Xiao smiled and didn't dare to continue thinking, otherwise he would be embarrassed!

"Oh my god, you two are simply dog-killing masters! In less than half an hour, you were driving openly in front of us again!"

Curry Sauce rolled her eyes and followed helplessly.

"I feel like I shouldn't be here today..."

Zhao Haitang is still holding on.

This guy is really awesome.

Seeing Zhang Xiao showing his love repeatedly, he even gave up without knowing the difficulty!

I was still waiting for Dali and Zhang Xiao’s love to end.

This kind of mind, in a sentence from a fantasy novel, my son Haitang is like an emperor!!

"You are the second dog Nicholas with number 9527?"

In the conference room.

Zhang Xiao sat opposite Nicholas Hansan and said in a low voice.

"Hey, am I Nicholas Zhang San? You are just a second dog!"

Nicholas Zhang San helped off the golden round glasses and gently stroked the right hand that was wearing the plaster from time to time.

"Also, what the hell is number 9527? I'm not a prison culprit! I'm the author! I'm going to take a leave, and I'm taking three months off. My hands were injured. It's really miserable~"

Nicholas Zhang San tapped the table gently and said to them.

"Do you know who I am?"

Zhang Xiao said lightly.

"Who are you, how do I know you?"

Nicholas Zhang San rolled his eyes.

"He is, he is so handsome, so arrogant, the author of the book that has been very popular recently!"

Curry Sauce pointed at Zhang Xiao and whispered to Nicholas Zhang San.

"Oh~ You are the author who is very famous recently! If you have time, let's talk together?"

Nicholas Zhang San immediately showed a sincere smile to Zhang Xiao.

"You shouldn't update so many chapters to readers. Every day, you just need to just add one chapter!"

"We have a drag-up alliance! I'll add you on WeChat and I'll push the group number to you!"

As he said that, Nicholas Zhang San took out his cell phone.

"Dragging? Sorry, I've never delayed the update until now when I wrote the novel below!"

Zhang Xiao smiled slightly and walked to Nicholas Zhang San.

bass!

He suddenly took out a big hammer from his crotch!

Without waiting for Curry Sauce and Zhao Haitang to scream.

Zhang Xiao raised his sword and fell with his hands, uh no, he raised his hands and fell with a hammer!

Duang!

Gypsum shattered.

Nicholas Zhang San shouted with a heart-breaking heart, "Aoah! My hands! My hands!!"

"Stop pretending, your acting skills are too poor, even Zhao Haitang is not as good as you!"

Zhang Xiao waved his hand, threw away the hammer, and then grabbed Nicholas Zhang San's hand and swayed in the air.

"Is there something wrong? Didn't you have a fracture? How could you still be so happy?"

Nicholas Zhang San: “…”

Damn it!

Being seen through!

I can only change the second move!

"Oh, I actually don't want this! As the author, you know it too! If you don't have inspiration in our industry, you will definitely not be able to write something!"

Nicholas Zhang San fucked this authentic magical accent, one by one!

"If you can't write the main line, you can write the branch line! You can write the story of the characters around the protagonist, and then promote it and contact the protagonist. Can't this use the branch line to promote the main line?"

Dali said with his hands behind his back.

"Oh, I can't write the branch line anymore. If I could write it, I would have written it long ago!"

Nicholas Zhang San leaned against the seat, shook his head helplessly, and sighed.

"Okay, I heard that you have seven cats at home, right? And you will come out for a walk at 1:00 in the afternoon! You are given a nickname, a cat petting expert!"

Zhang Xiao slowly approached Nicholas Zhang San and said in a faint tone.

"You, what do you want to do? What do you want to do to my cat!"

Nicholas Zhang San was panicked.

"In this way, have you raised seven cats? You updated seven thousand words every day, and cats will never be missing! But if you lost one thousand words, you will lose one cat! If you added two thousand words less, you will lose two cats! In addition, your cat will come out for a walk every day, which has formed a habit. At that time, I will squat at your doorstep all day...steal cats!!"

Zhang Xiao looked at Nicholas Zhang San with sharp eyes.

thump!

Nicholas Zhang San could not bear Zhang Xiao's murderous aura and suddenly slid down from his seat.

Stealing a cat!

What a terrible term!

"Of course, I'm not threatening you, I'm just telling a fact~"

Zhang Xiao smiled, sat down, and continued.

"Actually, you can think about it carefully. If you update slowly, will readers read your book? There are thousands of authors who join the online literature circle every day. Even if you write a good story, will you have those platinum masters?"

"You don't! Since you don't, you can only make up for it with other aspects! Let's compete with them for readers! You are just an unknown little author now, of course, I am also an unknown little author!"

"But who doesn't have the dream of a platinum master? Who doesn't have the dream of millions of book fans!"

"You ask yourself, what was your original intention when you joined the online article? It was to make money? It was to become famous? Isn't it to love writing and tell everyone a good story?"

Nicholas Zhang San, under the guidance of Zhang Xiao's words, slowly touched his left breast.

It seems to be recalling.

"Don't you want more book friends to read your books? You are so willing... so willing to let your books only have thousands of people and tens of thousands of people read them?"

"What's the difference between a person without dreams and a salted fish! If you don't update, you're not even as good as a salted fish! Your cat will dislike its owner as a rotten stinky fish!!"

Zhang Xiao stood up suddenly, slapped the table, and said loudly.
To be continued...