Chapter 644

Liu Zixia's sudden outburst has confused Lang Wenxing and He Wei.

"Ah, uncle Xing, what's the situation?" He Wei couldn't figure out what Liu Zixia thought. "How can Zixia turn over when he says it's over?"

Lang Wenxing lowered his head and thought about it. He suddenly reached out and touched his nose. He said with a bitter smile, "I may know what's going on!"

"What's the matter?" He Wei blinked and asked.

Lang Wenxing rolled his eyes and said, "you think, Gangzi Xia only said that he had a story and a creativity! It's just a simple concept. Where can he say so many plots? "

When he said this, Lang Wenxing sighed and continued: "ah, we are just too used to his evil talent, so we can't wait to ask. Now it seems that it's my fault."

"Well?" He Wei blinked, a little confused.

Because He Wei's main business is not film and television entertainment, nor mixed entertainment, he is a soldier, how many things do you expect him to understand?

"Hi

Looking at He Wei blinking his eyes and showing a look of innocence, Lang Wenxing said angrily:

"In short, a soldier has a gun. Although he knows the internal structure of the gun and has mastered the shooting knowledge, what if he doesn't have bullets? No matter how powerful he is, the gun in his hand is just a decoration. "

Lang Wenxing knows he Wei very well. He knows that when he meets with knowledge or things about military affairs, he can understand them very quickly.

Lao Lang used the simplest explanation and told he Wei the most understandable answer.

"You mean Zixia hasn't come up with a specific plot yet?"

This time He Wei understood that Liu Zixia was just like the soldier.

He just owns the gun, but there are no bullets in it. If you ask him to rush up and shoot at the enemy now, it's just a matter of "giving the head away".

"What do you think?" Lang Wenxing rolled his eyes and said, "it's hard to make a meal without rice. That's the truth."

"It's me who's pushing a little harder." He Wei laughed bitterly, "Uncle Xing, would you like me to talk to him about this topic in a few days?"

"No, in fact, Zixia has kept it in mind."

Lang Wenxing comforted He Wei and said, "although the boy just showed impatience, he knows better than anyone."

"That's fine." He Wei nodded and said, "the next thing is uncle Xing."

"Good!" Lang Wenxing nodded and agreed.

……

It was already 10 p.m. when I got home from Lang Wenxing's house.

First, she arranged for Yueyue and Li Mengyi to go back to bed. Then Liu Zixia stretched out and came to the study and opened the cabinet where he had his laptop.

cabinet? Laptop still in cabinet?

No way. As Liu Zixia owns more and more copyrights, his requirements for electronic products are also higher and higher.

He has four of the best Qingmei laptops in China.

One is used to store the copyright of novels, songs or movies and TV plays, and the electronic works corresponding to those copyrights, as well as all the copyright files.

This computer is not connected to the network, and even specially asked people to add a lot of firewalls.

Busy in front of the computer for an hour, Liu Zixia raised his head again, slightly moved his shoulders and continued to work.

Another hour has passed, and it's 12:30. At this time, Liu Zixia has had a rest.

I just don't know why. I'm very spiritual today.

Drag the mouse and keyboard again to return to the main interface, and Liu Zixia creates a new folder. The name on the folder is relatively simple, "the last bullet is left to me". The same bracket has more words in it: (I'm a special forces bullet loaded)!

Novel: leave me the last bullet

Category: Military Novels

Author: Xia Yue

Brief introduction: some experiences that are deliberately suppressed and hard to forget, once surging, are like bullets hitting the heart, blood with life, whistling out... Memories hit Xiaozhuang, with wind and shadow passing around him

Text:

The book of songs

Where to start?

At the end of 2002, Zhuang Yan ended his wandering career and just settled down in a city. At that time, I changed several girlfriends one after another, and there was no sense of stability in my life. The so-called stability was simply renting

The same two hours, but compared with the soldiers, the speed of the novel has improved a lot.

There's no way. Liu Zixia needs to consider and consider that novel. It's much more difficult to write and write at the same time than to copy it directly.

After more than two hours, "the last bullet left to me" actually created three chapters, which is incredible.

To tell the truth, even Liu Zixia was a little surprised at the speed of his hand.

Looking at the time, it's already half past two. Liu Zixia first wrote two outlines, and then registered the title of the book, characters... And so on in the Copyright Association. After that, it's more than three o'clock in the morning.

Liu Zixia found a cartoon image in the phone's wechat address book and said:

"Are you there? I have two newly created works, which have been registered with the Copyright Association. Would you like to have a look first? Or do I send it directly to the website? "

Ding Dong!

"Big God, send it to me now!" Wechat just sent out, immediately received a reply, almost seconds back.

Liu Zixia was very surprised. In fact, after he sent that wechat, he didn't plan to receive a reply.

After all, it's more than three o'clock in the morning, which is the most sleepy time of the day. Who will reply to wechat?

Even if you reply, I'm afraid it's a curse!

Did not expect, not only recovered, but also seconds back!

"Oh, orange, are you still up so late?" Liu Zixia replied to her.

Oranges?

Yes, this orange is Liu Zixia's intern editor who got in touch with him after he published journey to the West on the Internet!

Oh, no, now we can't call them practice editors!

In a short period of two years, the editor in chief of Xianxia channel of digital Chinese network was a little shy.

And because of the signing of Liu Zixia's journey to the west, many people in the network circle know the existence of orange.