Mi Hu seemed not to understand the meaning of this sentence, looked at Liu Jingting and said "hmm" in question?

Liu Jingting's tone was a little lazy and said, "Any story, once it is formed, has its own life. It needs to face the readers' sharp eyes and the sarcastic sarcasm or sarcasm of critics and critics. To some extent, it has no longer anything to do with the author himself."

"What then?" Mihu asked with a calm face.

"There was a smart person who once made an analogy. If you like to eat eggs, why do you have to take care of the chicken that lays the eggs?"

"Don't go around with me. What do you mean by saying just now that you don't cooperate?"

"No cooperation," Liu Jingting sighed softly and said, "If you don't cooperate, I will breach the contract."

"Liu Jingting!" Mi Hu's pretty face was tense, his eyes were spitting out of fire, "What do you mean?"

Liu Jingting's smile also calmed down and said, "I told you so clearly that Liu Jingting and Gu Yongsheng should not be involved, but you were still ordered to convince me. Then there is only one explanation. Your editor-in-chief gave you a dead order. Since that is the case, how can we cooperate?"

Mihu was speechless.

"Don't think I'm pretentious, nor do I think I'm aloof. After all, it's just a matter of trust. I don't want you to make things difficult for you."

"You, you can't afford to pay the penalty for liquidated damages." Mihu, who was a little confused, suddenly said this.

Liu Jingting smiled bitterly and said, "I'll talk to your editor-in-chief directly. If you are stuck in the middle, you will only increase your worries."

"You know that I am on your side, why do you still hurt me by saying such words?"

After a moment of silence, Mihu asked softly: "What exactly are you persisting in your heart?"

"I told you before that the stories in my mind are gifts from God, and I want to respect them. I hope they meet with everyone in an independent way and fulfill their own destiny. What should be done and what should be done. Too much human participation will disrupt this process."

"Isn't it going forward?" Mihu asked cautiously.

"I haven't thought about this problem, and I don't care. I just want to witness their rise step by step as a reader after writing them. Just like "Shuke and Beta", the children like it very much, and I like their like it very much."

Mihu vaguely captured some information, but it was not specific enough, and of course it didn't need to be specific. She just needed to clarify one thing: Liu Jingting would never compromise with Editor-in-Chief Zhou's proposal!

Moreover, she subconsciously maintained a certain respect for Liu Jingting. The need for a little bit of aloofness was her inherent concept. She said to Liu Jingting very firmly: "Don't say stupid things like not cooperating with me anymore. I promise that "Seven Swords Under the Tianshan Mountains" will be published cleanly."

Liu Jingting smiled silently, and as Mi Hu's eyes became gentle, Mi Hu suddenly became a little uncomfortable. This discomfort was entirely caused by a girl's instinct.

As a fourteen-year-old middle school student, Liu Jingting was in the little kid in Mihu's eyes. The light shining in his eyes actually showed a mature male emotional color, almost showing the beautiful editor's shyness to see through.

"Don't be sad. I said so directly because I think that confessing everything to you and showing the bottom line to you directly is the manifestation of my trust in you." Liu Jingting added.

"I know, you first..."

Liu Jingting interrupted with a smile: "Now it is already in your mailbox. No matter what, you will be the first reader, and this is not changed by external forces."

A warm current slowly floated across his heart. Mihu wanted to laugh out loud. He turned his face as if nothing had happened and secretly released some joy, but heard the guy say something inappropriately: "Mihu, I'm so hungry."

He gave the ten chapters of the promise, and Mihu naturally couldn't admit defeat. He took out the prepared ingredients from the refrigerator and said with a full sense of hostility: "You sit in the living room and you'll be fine right away."

Even if Liu Jingting did not hand over the ten chapters of the story, the meal was finally made for him to eat. This kind of bet like a man and a concubine made the two feel that their relationship is becoming more and more like a couple in a practical sense.

Liu Jingting walked to the window and looked into the distance. The tall buildings, interlaced roads, tireless vehicles...

With a "sheep", the sound of hot oil bursting from the kitchen came, and Liu Jingting turned around and walked into the kitchen.

"It smells so good."

This is the second time I saw Mi Hu in the kitchen. I no longer had the stunning feeling of the first time, but there was an extra warmth. A long and healthy relationship between men and women cannot be stunning every day.

Mihu was holding a stainless steel shovel in his hand and skillfully flipping through the dishes in the pot. Liu Jingting rubbed his hands with a smile and said, "Can you let me do two shovels?"

"Start up." The kitchen queen was completely disrespectful.

Liu Jingting smiled embarrassedly, pointed to the pressure cooker and asked, "What is it here?"

"Stewed pork ribs with potatoes." Mihu replied without looking at it. She did not feel any discomfort with Liu Jingting's sudden appearance. On the contrary, she felt the warmth like Liu Jingting.

Do women who are busy cooking really want a man to chat, spank, and fight?

During the meal, the two tacitly avoided the topic of publishing books. Liu Jingting, out of guilt or other mentality, took the initiative to mention a few brief summary of the stories to Mi Hu. Mi Hu, who has a pioneering and keen sense of smell, made a rough judgment. He knew that these stories would be extraordinary under Liu Jingting's interpretation of the text, but she could not predict what impact these stories would have on people's reading habits in this world.

"The brothel and the palace are friends with a gangster and an accomplished emperor. How about this setting?" Liu Jingting asked casually while gnawing on the ribs.

"The conflict between character status setting is itself an aspect of dramatic conflict, and the important thing is the story."

"Agree, no matter what the setting is, there is no good story, it's all nonsense."

...

It took nearly forty-five minutes for the two of them to complete the dinner party in this bet. After Liu Jingting left Mihu's apartment, he received a call from Editor-in-Chief Yao to ask for a manuscript from Chapter 7-9. Liu Jingting's mind quickly passed through Shuke and Beta's words fighting side by side, and agreed with a smile.

Mihu, who failed the mission, sat in a taxi to the company and logged into the microblog to browse the latest news. As soon as he entered the page, he saw a major news: Han Shuo will launch a magazine edited by him. The magazine name is temporarily kept confidential and the time is set on June 1st!

This news was first revealed by "Toutiao", and then Han Shuo confirmed it in his microblog, and said that the magazine name has been drafted and announced within three days.

This magazine was still launched by Han Shuo and his old boss Qianhong Culture Development Company, claiming to create the highest royalty remuneration of authors in the industry, and a thousand words and thousand yuan is no longer a short check.

This content quickly reposted more than 10,000, demonstrating Han Shuo's popularity. At the same time, another interview news about Xue Muliang was also hotly discussed by netizens. The good news reporter asked Xue Muliang with ulterior motives, what do you think of the new magazine of his lord Han Shuo?

Xue Muliang said with a very high attitude that since he made "Ding Novel", he has been following the trend for countless people and he has been unable to pay attention to it.

Everyone left messages saying that they were waiting for Han Shuo to respond. Mihu quit the microblog and rubbed his eyebrows. Suddenly, she thought of Liu Jingting's manuscript, so she logged into her email and opened Liu Jingting's manuscript.

The story takes place during the Kangxi period, with suspense at the beginning, and the surname that painted the feminine tone for Kangxi period appeared: Nalan.

If life is just like the first meeting, what if the autumn wind is sad and painted a fan?

A lifelong generation and a pair of people, fighting for education and ecstasy. I miss each other but don’t go on blind dates, who is the spring for the sky?

The gambling book was so fragrant that it was poured on tea. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary.

...

Mi Hu silently recited these classic quotes in his heart, and the childish face suddenly popped out of his mind, Liu Jingting.

Why did he think of him? Mi Hu was embarrassed and then comforted himself with the reason that he was his little boyfriend. Then he thought, since he remembered him, just send a text message.

"After the interpretation of countless TV series, the Qing Dynasty is one of the most famous dynasties today, and even no one. If you put the story in this dynasty, aren't you afraid of being criticized?"

After waiting for two minutes, there was no reply. I felt a little annoyed and put my phone in my pocket with anger. After a while, I couldn't help but take it out, but it still didn't come back. Just as I was about to lose my temper at the air, the phone suddenly shook and finally came.

Mihu did not open it immediately, but calmly put the phone in his pocket again, as if he had punished the little kid if he did so.

"History is just a nail to the novel. In fact, no one has experienced history personally, so even though thousands of people criticize me, I'm OK."

"I'm so arrogant!" Mi Hu replied with two words, mixing Chinese, thinking that he was humorous, Mi Hu thought secretly, but the corner of his mouth couldn't help but pull out a silver hook moon.

"Here." The driver shouted in front, interrupting Mihu's reverie. She was going to be a counter-lobbyist for her boyfriend.

...

Han Shuo quickly responded to Xue Muliang, and replied in a humorous and sharp tone, saying: "There have been people doing it for a long time in the magazine. When it comes to following the trend, everyone is following the trend. In addition, I debuted earlier than him. Who follows the trend? Do you need to make it clear?"

Han Shuo published books and became famous earlier than Xue Muliang. He definitely had confidence and basis for saying this. In response, Xue Muliang's response was that sales would determine the outcome, and who was afraid of whom.

Han Shuo returned the original words: Who is afraid of whom?
Chapter completed!