I don't want to live again

Chapter 62 062 Not Big or Small (Part [-])
Tunghai University is officially on vacation, Song Qingcheng returned to the hotel and continued to write books.

He also brought back professional books, and he plans to read them when he has time. For him, studying is not difficult, and his memory is indeed amazing, much better than before.

It's just that he has a lot of things to do at present. In addition to Jiuding game, campus network, and the newly registered Hezhong Advertising Photo Co., Ltd., he also plans to register Yunjie Water Treatment Company.

This is also the company of his previous life, so it has to be done, and the opportunity cannot be wasted.

He was going to hand in the manuscript for 61 episodes before mid-October. In this case, he had almost written [-] episodes, and his goal of leaving [-] episodes was approaching.

When he was writing the book, he was also thinking that it would be very difficult to adapt his book. If he really wanted to adapt it into a movie or TV series, he would have to write a sadomasochism novel.

About youth, about love, such novels can be mixed with many things.

Song Qingcheng thought for a while, and then put down his thoughts. The time is not yet ripe, and the opportunity will come when the literature website is established.

Thinking of this, his heart moved. It is actually a good idea to open a literature website at this time, but in that case, the stall would be too big, but it would be a pity not to do it.

With a literary website, it is possible to build a cultural and entertainment group, such as making movies, TV series, and opening a video website, but he really doesn't have the energy.

Cooperating with others is the best way. Furthermore, the film market itself is not big, and the market is too small. Fifteen years later, that is, in 15, the total box office of films nationwide will be more than 2015 billion.

This is far inferior to game companies, so investment is fine, but if you do it yourself, it will be a waste of energy, it is better to just be a video website.

Or... find someone to take care of it?

Song Qingcheng didn't worry too much, the phone rang, it was Wanwan's call: "Qingcheng, I miss you too."

"When you liked me, you called me husband, now you call me Qingcheng..." Song Qingcheng sighed.

Wanwan said angrily: "I just called out... Husband, I miss you too, but now I have officially signed a contract with Jiangnan Satellite TV.

I signed the internship period, and when I graduate next year, I can directly join Jiangnan Satellite TV, so I'm delaying the time now, but I will go back to Donghai to see you on the eleventh. "

"Really? That's great, what's the date?" Song Qingcheng responded, and let out a long breath. This time he must win the bowl, he doesn't want to be a monk anymore.

Wanwan replied: "I will go the day after tomorrow, that is, on the [-]th. I will go from Xianshui for more than an hour."

"I'll pick you up." Song Qingcheng said seriously.

Wan Wan said angrily: "I'll send you the train timetable... Husband, it won't be easy for me to see you in the future."

"I can go to Xianshui to see your work... Besides, I will find a way to transfer you to Donghai later, or, when my career grows bigger, you should stop doing it and come back to help me."

Song Qingcheng smiled, and his voice was full of anger: "Okay! Then I will wait for you to grow up and go back to help you do things."

"Okay, see you the day after tomorrow." Song Qingcheng replied, he knew that Wanwan was just following his wishes, but he didn't care, after all, he is not qualified to say too much now.

Wanwan acted coquettishly, with a loose nasal voice, very pleasant to hear: "Husband, let's talk for a while, people are thinking about you like crazy these days."

The two chatted slowly for an hour before Wanwan reluctantly hung up the phone.

Song Qingcheng heaved a sigh of relief and looked at the text messages. Wang Yuyan sent several messages. Her grades have improved recently. This time, she was admitted to the top [-] of her grade. She is very happy.

Shen Danchen actually sent a text message, asking him to meet at the school gate at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and he replied to the text messages one by one, which was regarded as a promise.

On QQ, the publishing house also sent a message saying that the book has been selling very well recently, and I hope he can write a few more episodes, preferably a hundred episodes.

Song Qingcheng thought about it, and agreed, writing a few more episodes would be no pressure for him.

When Wanwan came to meet this time, he still had to give her a gift. After the recording was finished tomorrow, he could choose a gift. The things for her should always be special.

At the gate of Donghai University, Shen Danchen was wearing a long white dress with long sleeves, which had a sense of elegance. Her long hair was scattered behind her head, shaking slightly. Against her tranquility, the whole person was very quiet.

Even standing in the sun, she has no impatience.

When Song Qingcheng saw this scene when he came, he opened the taxi door and ran down, smiling at her: "Sorry, Mr. Shen, I'm late, get in the car."

The two got into the car, Shen Danchen shook his head: "I'm early."

The words were still serious, Song Qingcheng thought it was very interesting, he smiled, and then said softly: "Mr. Shen, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Small things, I think these few songs of yours are ready to hit the charts. Recently, the Eastern Billboard has been accepting songs. I'll contact you later and try to hit the charts." Shen Danchen said softly.

In fact, domestic awareness of copyright has always been very weak. The Copyright Protection Center belongs to the Press and Publication Administration. This department was established in 1998.

In other words, before 1998, copyright issues were difficult to deal with.

The recording studio introduced by Shen Danchen is quite large, and it also sells various musical instruments, including guitars.

Song Qingcheng originally thought that it would be over after he sang the song once, but he didn't expect it to be quite complicated, and the other party's requirements were quite high. It took him three hours to sing for a matter of ten minutes.

After singing, Song Qingcheng felt that his throat was about to smoke.

He chose a 2000 yuan guitar, which is not very good, but it is still mid-range this year, and it is enough.

The person in charge of the recording studio seemed to be very familiar with Shen Danchen, and said with admiration: "Sister, you are a student, you are very talented, and these three songs are written very well, especially so.

If this is made into an album, it will definitely sell well, but three songs are too few, and there is no way to fill it. At least six songs are needed. How about writing three more? "

"Forget it, I'm not interested in this, let's talk about it later." Song Qingcheng directly refused, he didn't want to be a singer, so naturally he had no interest.

When leaving, Song Qingcheng was carrying the guitar on his back. Shen Danchen glanced at him and said, "Don't you think about it? Even if you sell tens of thousands of copies, it's good, and you can always make a lot of money."

"My main focus is still on my studies." Song Qingcheng said solemnly, and then changed the subject: "Let me treat you to dinner."

Shen Danchen nodded: "Okay, I know there is a delicious Jiangzhou noodle restaurant nearby, and the mutton noodles are very authentic."

"Hey, are you from Jiangzhou?" Song Qingcheng was startled.

Shen Danchen responded: "Jiangzhou City, Jiangbei Province, is very close to the East China Sea."

"No wonder Teacher Shen is so beautiful, and she has a kind of gentleness unique to Jiangnan women, just like the people in the paintings." Song Qingcheng nodded.

Shen Danchen glanced at him: "It's not big or small!"

Song Qingcheng didn't understand whether it was big or small, he was obviously praising her, and it seemed that few people even said such words to her.

　The growth of the collection has become very slow again today. I don’t know what happened. The most important thing is that it will decrease. This thing doesn’t take up space.

　　Some book friends raised some bugs, I can correct them, and I welcome corrections. I try to write carefully, but I write quickly, and there will inevitably be mistakes. I hope you understand.

　　At the same time, thank you all, really, watching the brothers who silently vote for recommendations every day, the brothers who vote for monthly votes from time to time, and the brothers who give rewards if they disagree, these are the motivations that support me to write.

　　sincere gratitude!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)