Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

As soon as Han Zidong hung up the phone, a phone call came in.

After looking at the call, he didn't have the idea of ​​answering the phone, so he put down his phone and wanted to wait for the opposite to hang up.

There is no patience on the opposite side. When he counted it to 13 seconds, he cut the phone.

If you are a little sunspot, you know you have no patience!

He smiled, thinking that he had taken the opposite mind, and then called the phone call in the next second. There was no surprise.

This time, there was no intention of hanging up after the phone sounded for 20 seconds. He cursed and connected the phone reluctantly.

"What are you doing, how do you answer my phone?"

Han Zidong is speechless: "Li Qitun, you are not my boss, do I need a reason if I don’t answer your phone?"

"Yeah, good you Han Zidong, you changed your heart."

Saying that, Li Qitun's voice suddenly sank. If it wasn't for the person who understood her, it would definitely be deceived by her acting skills.

However, he didn't intend to entangle with Li Qetun, just wanted to quickly send her away in the intention of the other party: "Okay, what's the matter?"

Hearing that he was similar to softness, Li Qitun's tone was obviously a little more proud: "We don't know much about the workplace, can you draw us some popular science comics in the past two days?"

Han Zidong pressed his eyebrows and decided to change a private phone number next time.

"Do you say you are sick? Several of you write a black comic with me as a prototype, I can bear it, you still want me to give you materials ..."

"Where is the black you? You can rest assured, it is definitely not black you. We just write an article of your same humanities. Is it not good to be an idol?"

It is really pretty.

"My Boss Die once a day" just knows that the same humanities are definitely a black humanistic. With the middle school level of Li Lutuo, they can only get a unit drama like "Martin's morning".

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In other words, the focus of this emphasis on humanities is his death, which is more straightforward. The tone of the same humanities is spoof.

Now that the reasoning is unreasonable, Han Zidong has decided to change the way: "Then you say what you set up a death cycle, and the second way how to escape this cycle of death. Furthermore

What is the meaning of? "

"Ah ... ah ... you wait for me to click on the recording function," I was silent for a second, and the voice came again: "Okay, you say it again."

Han Zidong stratped into his heart and said again: "Since you have to write, you should rationalize all the events logic and write this same humanities so that someone will see it.

Like a game, you must set the customs logic of each level in order to continue to attract people to continue playing. I suggest you watch a few film and television dramas of time -cycle theme first, find out the common place, and then then then then

Pen. "

"Oh. What about the workplace?"

"Aren't you contacting the contact information of Minxiu? You go to her, let her help me sort it out."

"OK."

Han Zidong thought for a while: "Also, don't use my name."

Li Qitun immediately refused: "No, this is your same humanities."

Han Zidong was helpless and proposed an alternative: "Just use Han Han. This is my former pen name. I died in my name and died."

"Do you believe this?"

Han Zidong was too lazy to explain: "Our family calendar believes this, and I can't interrupt the incense in my family."

"Suites," Li Qidun laughed for a while: "Okay, accurate."

Grass!

The tone of this discussion!

After sending away Li Qitun, Han Zidong was lying on the sofa, entering INS, and one by one, I followed today to publicize the publicity of your artist account.

When he saw the account of the Golden Sutra, he froze, and then sat up.

Secretary Jin is a good person. I have to take the time to ask her to have a meal next week!

Turn off the phone and throw it on the sofa, Han Zidong walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Pei Zhuxun hung the apron, and according to the recipes found, he was busy handling the ingredients. She couldn't do too complicated dishes.

When Han Zidong came over, she had just cut a few side dishes of the noodle soup, and was holding a small small pot, planning and noodles.

Han Zidong helped to tear up a small bag of flour and put it on: "Do you really need to help me?"

"No need," Pei Zhuxun took the flour bag and fell into the small basin: "My cooking skills are also very good, it will definitely surprise you when it is for a while, just wait for dinner today."
Thinking of the impact of Pei Zhuyi's magical painting skills in the afternoon, Han Zidong covered his chest and said, "Beads, my heart is not good, don't you always scare me?"

Han Zidong decided to give Pei Zhuye a chance: "Okay."

He moved a chair and sat next to Pei Zhuyu, watching the other party how to cook a pot of "scary" noodle soup.

Pei Zhuxun poured two small bags of flour, and I felt a bit too much. I asked the air uncertainly: "Both bags have fallen in, will it be a bit too much?"

Han Zidong shook his head: "As long as it is the noodle soup made by our bead, there are more, and I can eat it."

"You person ..." Pei Zhuxun looked back at Han Zidong, smiled happily, and then was so serious: "Don't interfere with my thinking."

"Inside, it's my fault."

Pei Zhuxuan looked back with funny eyes, picked up a bottle of water, poured into the basin, and poured a little oil, a spoonful of salt.

Then she turned into a ruthless rubbing tool, pinching, kneading, hammer, smashed, a few sets of consecutive recruits, and the time passed ten minutes, and the dough gradually took shape.

Wrap the dough, put it in the refrigerator to ferment, Pei Zhuye began to prepare noodle soup again.

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Han Zidong wanted to interrupt Pei Zhuye, telling her that it was just a meal. You don't need to spend so much thoughts, you can eat it, but recently, Pei Zhuxuan, who listened to him, insisted on completing each process one by one according to the recipe, like this period, like this period

The rice carries different meaning.

Han Zidong has no right, you can only listen to it.

Pour the water, add the silver fish broth bag, wait for the broth to boil, pour all the cut side dishes, auxiliary ingredients ... After completing all the processes on the recipe, she combines both hands together, obviously a little excited: "Okay, next,

Just wait for the noodle soup to cook. "

"Inside, I just waited for you to be scared." Han Zidong looked at Pei Zhuye.

Pei Zhuxun held his right hand into a fist and raised it high: "You talk about it."

Although Pei Zhuxuan's words were not deterrent, Han Zidong chose to shut up. He reached out and pulled Pei Zhuxuan, and Pei Zhuyi did not resist. He sat in his arms.

Holding Pei Zhuye, the two faces their faces, and the ten fingers are talking about each other.

Did you just talk about it? As if I suddenly remembered what was almost forgotten, Pei Zhuyi quickly touched the pants pockets on both sides and took out the phone out of the right pants pocket.

It wasn't until she saw the time on the phone that she was relieved.

"Fortunately, there are more than 20 minutes."

Han Zidong looked at the time, and now it was 5.38, and it was just six o'clock in 22 minutes.

"Oh, it's time to go to the stars, you have paid the time to go online."

"Inner," Pei Zhuyi put away his mobile phone and nodded: "I see if you don't care about the results of the comics at all."

"Don't care, but ..."

"Personal affairs, listen to the destiny."

Han Zidong 蹭 珠 Pei Zhuyi's face: "Are you very clear about you?"

Of course, Pei Zhuxun knew that there were millions of likes before, and there was a big potential artist to help publicize. The sales results of the star can definitely not be bad, but even it will explode.

Thinking of Han Zidong's increasing reputation, prestige, and status, she couldn't help but have a sense of powerlessness, just a trainee, is she really worthy of such an excellent Han Zidong?

She lowered her head and stuck her fingers, and once again doubted her future: "Han Zidong?"

"Why, Pei Zhuxun?"

"Can you really make your debut in the future?"

Han Zidong understood that Pei Zhuyi was lost in self -confidence and was caught in a strange circle of suspicion. Following the topic of the other party, he asked: "Then do you want to debut?"

"I think, I think."

Pei Zhuxun's eyes gradually lost the focus: "I have worked hard for this goal for three years. If I can't make my debut, I don't know what I can do in the future."

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"What if your group will die half after your debut?"

Pei Zhuyi said: "But the combination of SM is no longer hot, it will not be too bad."

Han Zidong nodded, leaning on a low fire, and the fire rely on life, and the SM company was no longer the small company of the year. Just the resources in the hand were enough to promote any molding group to the one -line position.

"But even when it is a girl, don’t you experience the Black Sea?

Even after you debut, you have to go through an unknown period for a while, or even questioned, the slander of the ‘Black Sea period’, you start to doubt yourself now, what can you do in the future? "

Pei Zhuyi bit his lips and looked at Han Zidong with his head: "But don't I still have you? You will always be with me, right?"

Han Zidong couldn't believe his ears a bit. Is this still the shy Pei Zhuye?

He smiled softly and nodded softly: "Inside, I now, in the future, I will always be Pei Zhuyi's No. 1 fan, I will always be with you."

Pei Zhuyu crooked his head and shouted: "Han Zidong ~"

"Why, Pei Zhuxun?"

"You have to buy ..." Pei Zhuxun said that his voice was getting lower and lower, and the words in the back were as small as hearing as much as whispering: "Is that that?"

Han Zidong looked at the kitchen and asked puzzled: "What do you buy? What do you want to eat?"

"Ani ... that's."

Pei Zhuye's hands randomly scratched, seeing people anxious, but when seeing Pei Zhuye's red face, Han Zidong blessed to the soul, and his brain never had the light.

One? "

Pei Zhuyu shook his head and buried his face on Han Zidong's chest.

I really dare not imagine that she was just describing that thing, she was really ashamed.

Han Zidong is still saying to buy two more ... Mo?

It was just that she thought of the words I found on the Internet when she was at home in the morning, thinking that if Han Zidong did not play well ... It really needed to buy a few more.

So she raised her head slightly and whispered, "Do you want you to buy it again ..."

"Yes, there is no preparation, and a lot of goodness."

...

When Han Zidong returned, Pei Zhuyi was adding kimchi, bean sprouts, green onions, garlic, pepper noodles, and the final seasoning.

He walked into the bedroom quickly, put the combat clothes, and then walked into the kitchen. Pei Zhuyi saw him coming over, picked up a soup with a spoon, and put it on his mouth.

At the same time, I also stretched out another hand to move: "Come and try it, see if it will scare you."

Han Zidong laughed over, holding Pei Zhuyi's little hand, fixed the spoon, lowered his head and sucked into his mouth slowly.

Pei Zhuxuan leaned forward, looking forward to her expectations, but this is the first time she cooks for people, and she will inevitably care about the last taste: "How about it?"

Han Zidong did not taste any taste, and fingered the noodle pot: "Drink too fast, there is no taste, or you will take me a bite again?"

Pei Zhuyi heard the meaning of Han Zidong's words, and took another spoonful of soup. He blew it twice and sucked in his mouth. The soup was like a boiled water with some spices.

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Her dissatisfied pouting, she was like a sacrifice eggplant when she boarded, her shoulders suddenly collapsed: "Mo?"

Looking at Pei Zhuyi's childish side, Han Zidong couldn't help but smiled: "Kenzheng, it is inevitable to cook for the first time, but don't be afraid, I also have a secret recipe."

He said that he took a bag of hot pot bottom from the refrigerator, got a small piece, thrown it into the noodle soup pot, and stir it with a spoon twice.

"You try again."

Although it was all technology and hard work, I immediately saw the shadow, the hot pot bottom was cooked, and the strong aroma came.

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She took up the hot pot bottom and looked up and down: "Big hair! What is this?"

"Hot pot bottom, although it tastes good, but not drink more, otherwise it is easy to nausea, but I add a little bit, the impact is not much."

Pei Zhuye shook her body happily. Although there were some episodes halfway, she still completed the first pot of noodle soup in her life.

Han Zidong wanted to help, Pei Zhuxuan took his hand: "You are obedient, and the others are handed in to me."

"Inner."

Han Zidong had to sit in front of the table, watching Pei Zhuye busy and busy, just put a noodle pot on the meal cushion with his front feet, and ran back to the kitchen with the back feet.

Pei Zhuyi gave a bowl of noodle soup and pushed to Han Zidong's eyes: "呶!"

Then she gave herself a bowl. She just sat down and quickly got up. I trot back to the kitchen, brought the previous bottle of wine, and two wine glasses.

Two people touched a glass of wine, each sipped a small bite.

Pei Zhuyi picked up the phone and exclaimed: "It's six minutes."

"Yeah, you are too nervous."

Han Zidong took a sip of noodles first, then took the mobile phone, and entered the Le Zhi comics.

As the first four works "You from the Stars", "Unborn", "The Cheese in Rat Catter", "Zombie Big", not only the recommendations of the homepage, but also the details of each of them.

Page, there is also a functional area specifically displaying the first booking data.

The data in the functional area will automatically refresh every five minutes. At present, the first five minutes of the first five -minute booking data is displayed.

"46.9011 million."

He was replaced to three other works, of which "Cheese in the Rat Catcher" has the highest subscription data, reaching 54.301 million, "Zombie Dowager" is 398 million, "Unborn" is 360.28 million.

The subscription fee for the short story of Le Zhi is 2 coins, and the long words are 3 coins. The former corresponding value is 200 (1.13) won, and the corresponding value of the latter is 300 (1.7) won.

At present, most of the comics in the station are in the short -term serialization mode, which means that just five minutes, the four works on the head will be available for many subscription fees!

He used the calculator to calculate it again, and silently changed the "a lot" to "100 million won".

Five minutes of 100 million, more?

A lot!

Even if the consumption potential of the reader has been squeezed in these five minutes, this sales performance is enough to allow Le to continue to maintain operation.

Han Zidong raised his head and looked at Pei Zhuye, swallowed: "Pearl ..."

"Inner."

"Don’t I buy two more?"

"..."

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