Return to 2000 and become famous overnight from Wenchao

After making the phone call, Ningxia stopped paying attention to this matter. Now that he is a boss, he cannot do everything by himself.

Moreover, Ningxia believed that as long as Qidian revealed to those writers that Liunian.com was about to transform, it would be easy to poach them.

Since Liunian.com is going to transform into a female channel website, it will inevitably tilt its traffic towards female channel novels. For male channel writers, the lack of traffic is very fatal.

Of course these writers knew how to choose, she just had to wait for the final result.

While Qidian was busy recruiting people, Ningxia was also busy stuffing luggage into the suitcase.

At this time, both Ning's father, Ning's mother, and Ning Yu were busy with the matter of starting school in Ningxia.

"Xia Xia, I have packed all the snacks you like for you. If you are bored in the car, you can just eat and play."

Ning Yu went upstairs carrying the largest bag in the supermarket, which was now filled with Ningxia's favorite snacks.

Seeing such a big bag of snacks, Ningxia's face turned green, "Brother, is this a bit too much?"

Ningxia originally carried a large suitcase and a backpack. At this time, there were new clothes in the living room that her two uncles sent to her yesterday afternoon, as well as five cans of beef sauce that her aunt was good at.

In that state, she was afraid that Ningxia would wrong her at school.

At this time, with such a big bag of food, she couldn't even carry it with her four hands.

"Xia Xia, here I come."

Ning Yu's eyes lit up when he heard this voice, "If you can't take it, let Li Xin help you take it. It just so happens that you two can share one point."

At this time, Ning Xia looked at her brother who came up to him with a happy face, and she suspected that the last sentence of her brother was the key point.

As soon as Ning Yu finished speaking, Li Xin jumped upstairs.

He answered immediately: "Thank you, Brother Yu, I promise that this bag of things will not be taken out of the car."

She had taken care of everything in the car and would never be able to get out of the car.

With that said, he took the bag of food from Ning Yu's hand without any courtesy.

"These are all fried foods, Xinxin, are you not afraid of getting fat?"

Ning Xia's words made Li Xin pause for a moment when he extended his hand, and the next second he took it with a smile.

He held his head high and looked arrogant, "I don't eat every day, so I can't gain weight. Xia Xia, don't compete with me."

Ningxia: "..."

Okay, if someone helps you carry it, just take it.

Fortunately, they are all inflatable packaging, so there is not much in such a big bag, otherwise Ningxia would be really worried about having to carry it out of the car.

After lunch, Ning's father drove the two people with large and small bags into the car.

Maybe it was because he had been away from home for so many years, but he didn't feel too sad when Ning's father waved at him. He waved his hand and walked in with Li Xin.

As soon as she got in the car, Li Xin pulled Ning Xia and talked about interesting things at home. Without stopping, she opened the snacks in her arms.

After touching her full belly, Ningxia looked at Li Xin who had already opened the snacks and stuffed them into her stomach.
"Xinxin, who said you were full just now?"

Hungry so quickly?

Li Xin shook her head cutely, "Snacks don't occupy my stomach, so I can still eat some more."

"And if I don't eat now, I will lose weight after school starts."

Ningxia: "..."

"Xiaxia, do you think I'm fat?"

Ning Xia looked at the chubby little face that came close to her eyes, stretched out her hand and pinched it.

Li Xin's figure is not that good now, but her face is still chubby. Li Xin is very cute in her fan down jacket.

He deliberately teased her and said, "Well, I'm so fat that I've become a little pig."

After hearing what she said, Li Xin hurriedly pinched her belly, then took out the small mirror in her bag and looked at it again and again.

"I'm just teasing you." Then the two of them got into a fight.

Ningxia was most afraid of Li Xin tickling her, so she quickly asked for help.
"I will stay at Xia Xia's house before school starts."

"Okay, okay, as long as your school agrees to live there every day."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the two people from Ningxia returned to Shuimuchi's house carrying large and small bags.

Li Xin threw off her shoes and went straight to the sofa with bare feet, "I'm exhausted."

Looking at Li Xin Ningxia lying there, she smiled, put on her slippers and walked over.

Originally, Ningxia wanted to clean the house by herself.

But she was a little tired after sitting in the car for so long. Looking at this huge villa, Ningxia instantly flinched.

He took out his cell phone and called the aunt who cleaned him regularly.

"Euphoria go upstairs and take a shower, and we'll go out for dinner."

Although Li Xin ate snacks along the way, she had consumed a lot today. She was tired and hungry at this time, so she didn't say anything about going out to buy groceries and come back to cook.

Ningxia also went to wash up. Although her body was not too dirty, the smell on her body was not very good after riding in the car for a day.

She was a bit of a germaphobe and couldn't bear not taking a bath.

When I came back from Ningxia after dinner, I went straight to the study.

There are so many things to do after school starts, and the time will not be as sufficient as now. Ningxia started coding the next morning. Now for Ningxia, it is really possible to code a little.

Ningxia didn't plan to give the novel to Yao Yuncai so soon. He wrote the novel too fast before, which made Yao Yuncai feel that it was easy to write the book by himself.

If Ningxia didn't just rely on writing books to make money, Ningxia would be happy to see it happen, but it's different now. If she wants to write a book, she still has to take classes. Now the game has just finished its closed beta and it depends on whether it can become a hit.

At the critical moment, my boss just ignores me, so I have to take a look during this time.

Ningxia does not have the ability to clone itself. There are so many things going on, so it is inevitable that the novel will be updated a little slower.

Take advantage of this time to write more code, so as not to interrupt the novel after it is updated due to something else.

……

When Ningxia was busy coding at home, she received a call from Fanyu Entertainment again. Ningxia was a little surprised and sighed at Fanyu Entertainment's magical powers.

After such a long time, only Fanyu Entertainment came over.

Ning Xia has a deep memory of the director of the composition department named Wei Dan. Last time, this person thought of herself as Lord Ning's daughter.

Unexpectedly, after so long, I received another call from there.

Since the last mistake, Ningxia had not received any more calls from Fanyu Entertainment. Ningxia thought it was over.

Didn't you call?

It's just that Ningxia's phone number has been changed, and Wei Dan can't find her at all.

The person who called Ningxia this time was Wei Dan, the director of the composition department.

Wei Dan also didn't expect that the little girl who answered his call last time was Master Ning, and he thought she was Master Ning's daughter. Thinking of this, Wei Dan wanted to facepalm.

It's not her fault, okay? No one told her that Master Ning was a little girl.

The baby is feeling bitter, but he has no place to say anything.

When I found out later, I called again and heard that no one answered.

This made Wei Dan anxious.

Although there are many composers in the composition department of Fanyu Company, who would complain that there are too many people, especially Mr. Ning who is currently in the limelight.

Although there are many composers in their company, most of them are ordinary composers and second-level composers.

The quality of the compositions of low-level compositions is not good, and the composition cycle of high-level compositions is too long, then you are a gold medal composer; if you can write three or two songs a year, you are considered to be highly productive.