Really…
It was too beautiful!
This story called the Eight Dragons and Dragons was really brilliant. Just a few sentences at the beginning had already made the CEO fall into it and unable to extricate himself!
In the beginning, Cheng Longfei only intended to take a few glances at the general content of the story. He never expected that this novel would be so wonderful. It was as if it had a magical power. He couldn't help but read on, even forgetting the passage of time.
Half an hour later.
Cheng Longfei, who had finished reading 100,000 words, picked up the phone and immediately called Xia Chao.
"Excuse me, where are the later chapters? Can you send it to me immediately?"
He could not wait any longer.
At this moment, he had even forgotten his identity as the CEO. His entire mind was filled with the story content of the Demigods!
Hearing this request, Xia Chao's eyes twitched.
He didn't want to send the entire book to the other party, so he gave a random reason.
"No, I've only written these 100,000 words for the time being.”
Cheng Longfei was stunned.
He actually…
Gone?
I was just watching the f * cking exciting part, and you actually told me that there was no follow-up chapter?
Cheng Longfei gritted his teeth.
This feeling of being stuck in the middle could be said to be quite uncomfortable. It made him itch all over. He wanted to run to the other party's house with a kitchen knife and put a knife to his neck to force the other party to write the subsequent chapters!
However, this was only a momentary impulse.
After pausing for a second and suppressing the thought of going to the kitchen to get a knife, Cheng Longfei regained his rationality and remembered the other party's request. He said gently,"You asked me before if I have any collaborations with other websites? Of course there is."
"We have some cooperation with the literature website Ascension. If you are willing, we can help you contact the chief editor of Ascension.”
Hearing this, Xia Chao nodded and replied,"Then I'll have to trouble you."
"Hahaha, this is just a small matter. If you want to express your gratitude, I hope you can write more.”
Cheng Longfei laughed and hung up.
At this moment, his heart was trembling violently.
What was a genius?
This was called a genius!
Not only had he just written a very popular song, but he had also written such a good novel. Such a genius was really amazing.
After sighing for a moment, he remembered the important matter and called the chief editor of the literature website Ascending.
"Hello, is this Old Hu?"
"Aiyo, it's me. So it's you. Longfei, what brings you here?”
A hearty laugh came from the other end of the phone. The voice was quite rough.
Cheng Longfei laughed and said,"Oh, we have a singer here who wants to write a book over at your place. Why don't you help out and give her some resources?”
When the other party heard this, his voice turned cold and he said,"Sigh, who is it? A singer writing a book? It couldn't be some random thing again, right? Singing is singing, writing is writing. These are two different things. I say, Longfei, it's not that I don't want to help you, but why is a singer writing a book? Isn't this just adding trouble?”
He seemed to have a good relationship with Cheng Longfei and spoke without any scruples.
Cheng Longfei smiled embarrassedly. He seemed to have recalled an awkward experience and coughed.
"Hey, don't worry. This singer is different from the others. His books are really good.”
"Pretty? Pretty my ass! It wasn't like there hadn't been any singers who had come to write books before. Which one of them hadn't failed miserably?”
"No, take a look. I have the original manuscript of that singer's work here. Take a look before you make a conclusion.”
"Me? I don't want to see that kind of sick words flying all over the sky. It's simply blinding my eyes. Don't tease me!”
"Just take a look, just a look. If you really don't think it's good, then I won't say anything and definitely won't make things difficult for you.”
"Then…I'll barely take a look. Send his article over through the internet.”
Cheng Longfei did not say anything and immediately sent the 100,000 words that Xia Chao had given him.
The other side was silent for half an hour.
Half an hour later, Cheng Longfei's phone rang.
The chief editor said.
"Why is it so short? Where's the rest of the text? Where did you hide it? Hurry up and hand it over!”
Cheng Longfei laughed.
"Hahahahaha!"
He had a pleasure of transferring his pain to others, and he laughed so hard that he could barely straighten his back.
"Laugh, what are you laughing about? I'm asking you, where's the rest of the story?”
Cheng Longfei was out of breath. He stuttered," No…no, that's all that the singer gave me.”
"Ah, that's all? I see."
The chief editor's heart sank when he heard this answer.
He paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and said excitedly,"Who wrote this book? Such a wonderful story and extraordinary writing style. It's simply a classic among classics. If we can publish it on our website and complete it, it will definitely become extremely popular!”
"I think you know this singer too." Cheng Longfei was still smiling.”
"I know? Who is it?"
"Have you heard of 'In My Song'? This book is the king's book!”
"F * ck, it's actually his book? I, Hu Ziqiang, have nothing to say about this singer. Give me his contact information immediately. I want to have a good talk with this author!”
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