"Okay, there are twelve yuan in total!" After a while, the thing Ding He wanted was packed, and the boss's wife handed it over and said kindly.

Ding He took the breakfast, took out a ten yuan, a five yuan from his wallet, handed it over, and said to the boss with a smile: "Don't need to find money, give me two more tea eggs!"

"Okay!" When the boss heard this, he had business again and agreed happily.

Ding He carried the breakfast directly, walked towards home. When he got home, his father and mother had already gotten up.

"What are you doing? You don't bring your cell phone. You've called several times just now!" Ding He just opened the door, and his mother was very anxious and handed over the phone and said.

Ding He then realized that when he went out to change his shoes, he forgot his phone on the shoe cabinet. He glanced at the caller ID and said to his mother: "It's okay, mom! It's the editor's phone number! I bought breakfast, you guys eat first, I'll go and call back!"

"Well, go quickly, they've made several calls!" My mother took the breakfast that Ding He bought and urged Ding He.

Although Ding He said it was okay, he was actually quite surprised. Why did the editor suddenly call? He updated the novel regularly, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Ding He took his cell phone and went straight back to his bedroom and called the editor back. As soon as he called here, the opposite side immediately answered, and the editor's anxious voice came out: "Hey, is it the author of Heqian Ding?"

"Yes, it's me!" Ding He said affirmatively, and then asked the editor, "What's wrong, the editor of ice tea?"

The editor of Bingcha reminded Ding He and explained directly: "It's "Zhu Xian"! You have been out of update for three days! The readers are very excited now!"

"Not interrupting it? I'll set regular updates!" Ding He said strangely after hearing this.

"Is it really... finished the book?" When the editor of Bingcha said in disbelief, "I feel that the plot is exciting, so I won't finish it like this!"

Ding He thought for a while and realized it instantly that it was true. More than 1.6 million words, ten thousand words per day should be almost the ending.

Ding He smiled at the editor of Bingcha and explained, "I'll take a look later. I guess I'm finished it! I've been a little busy lately and I've forgotten about the novel!"

"It's finished? No!" After hearing this, the editor of Bingcha said in a desperate tone, "Why is it done? Biyao finally, is that all? Are Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi together? Are they together?"

Listening to the editor of Ice Tea and asking like a cannon, Ding He was secretly happy. It turned out that the editor was also chasing the book. Ding He smiled and explained to the editor: "Didn't you write it in the end? Leave a suspense, everyone guess it yourself! As for Biyao, it has been resurrected, and it's enough to have it before!"

"No, Biyao is no longer resurrected? You can continue writing, it's only one and six million words, which is too short!" The editor of Bingcha was not satisfied and continued to pester and talk.

Ding He thought about it and finally refused. Although he could do it, Ding He really didn't want to break the classic in his heart. So he said to the editor of Ice Tea solemnly: "It's enough! In my opinion, this is the best ending! I'm ready to open a new book!"

"Oh, but..." The editor of Bingcha was also a fan of Bi Yao and still couldn't let go, but Ding He's words diverted his attention and asked quickly, "What type of new book? Is it still such a fairy tale?"

Ding He pondered for a moment, thinking about the few literary works he had accumulated in his hands, and said generously: "This time I'm going to open the double! One male and one female! "

"What? I heard it right!" The editor of Bingcha said in surprise as soon as he finished listening, "Master, I still have to write female videos! No! I think it's better to forget about female videos. You can continue to write "Zhu Xian" and open a new book at the same time!"

Ding He touched his brows and said seriously to the editor of Ice Tea who was still unwilling to give up: "The "Zhu Xian" is really over! I have thought about it, a fantasy of men and a palace fight of women."

"Okay! If you have male players, you can send me an outline and add 10,000 texts. If appropriate, you can sign it directly!" The editor of Bingcha reminded Ding He, "For female players, I'll give you a contact information, you can vote in and see!"

Now that Ding He has passed "Zhu Xian", although he cannot say that he is a god, he is at least at the level of a small god. Therefore, for Ding He, the editor of Bing Tea can still provide a lot of convenience in order to retain Ding He.

"That's trouble!" Ding He said politely.

The editor of Bingcha smiled at Ding He and said, "Why are you polite? Although "Zhu Xian" is over, I am looking forward to your new book!"

"Okay, then I'm not polite! Wait a minute, I will send you the main text and outline to your email!" Ding He said to the editor of Bingcha.

"Okay, I'll send you the contact information of coriander later! You can submit female works to her internally!" The editor of Bingcha agreed and said with a smile.

"Okay, thank you! Then I'll hang up first, I'll go to the writers' area to take a look!" Ding He said, and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Liu He logged into Chuangyue.com directly on his mobile phone and entered the writers' area. Enter the account and password, and entered his writers' backstage. Looking at the bright red 99 on the screen, Ding He couldn't help but think of his own blog.

When he clicked in, Ding He found that as expected, the comment area was also captured. Just like when he was reading books, Ding He understood the mood of these readers very well.

"It's the third day, the author has not updated yet! My big knife is already thirsty! Is there anyone who formed a group? I know the author's live broadcast room id, and I must give us an explanation!"

...

"How did you stop the update? It's the next day! Don't tell me, this is the ending!"

"Where is my Bi Yao? If this is the ending, I will send the author a blade!"

...

"Why did the update be cut off today? I'm still waiting for my Bi Yao to resurrection!"

"The author has stopped updating? What is this? Is this eunuch? It can't be finished like this!"

...

Ding He pulled down the comments one by one and found that the readers were very excited, and most of them were resentful of Biyao's death.

Looking at everyone's comments, Ding He really couldn't bear it. After all, he was also a "Biyao Party" at the time. A thought flashed through Ding He's mind, should he continue...

"Ding!" The phone rang, and another new comment. Ding He was about to open it and read it, but he also said "dripped" in his mind.

Ding He opened the emotional value record directly in his mind, took a look, and was confused. He saw that the negative emotional value column, dense records were increasing.

"The negative emotions are worth 26!"

"Xiangming-Huozhi's negative emotions value is 40!"

Give it the first update today!!!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!