The white moonlight of fast transmigration

Chapter 558 Literary Depressed Female Author vs. Cultural Industry Boss [Add more rewards for Murphy]

Fu Wan wanted to catch it, but couldn't.

At eight o'clock in the morning, she was woken up by the alarm clock.Fu Wan stayed in bed for a while, then slowly got up and changed into a long-sleeved dress and a khaki windbreaker.The person in the mirror was pale, with light blue shadows under his eyes, and several pimples appeared on his face.

Fu Wan went to wash his face, but the person in the mirror was still haggard.

She rummaged through the suitcase, and finally found a bottle of liquid foundation that hadn't expired. She adjusted the lotion and applied it thinly. Then she put some lipstick on it.

Thinking about going on a date later, Fu Wan reluctantly flipped through it again, took out the curling iron to fluff up the layerless limp black hair, and decorated a small silk scarf on the neckline of the dress. Finally, he stood up without looking like a A world-weary, pale wandering artist.

Hmm, I'm getting a little angry.

Like a living person.

She put on her shoes and went out, and when she walked downstairs, Tan Chengzhi was sitting on a small table in the courtyard of the hotel.

There was a packed breakfast on it, and he waved at Fu Wan, taking the breakfast out of the insulated box for her, and opened the lid.

Fu Wan glanced at him, "Have you eaten?"

"Yeah." The other party put the opened lunch box in front of her, then withdrew his hand, and his eyes fell on the open notebook on the table.

Fu Wan ate his delicious breakfast slowly, while glancing at him.He should be dealing with some work. His gentle and handsome eyebrows are slightly frowned, his eyes are focused, his typing fingers are slender and well-articulated, and there is an indescribable beauty of cleanliness in such fast typing on the keyboard.

"What do you want me for today?" Fu Wan looked at him.

The latter glanced at her distractedly from the computer, "I'll take you to meet someone."

Fu Wan nodded and continued to eat.

After she had finished her meal, the other party was almost done with it.Tan Chengzhi closed the computer, put the computer in the computer bag, and handed it to the secretary, "Wait for you, you don't have to come with me."

The secretary gave Tan Chengzhi a sad look.

He is indeed a man who is chasing "One Birth Ten Treasures: The President's Daddy Loves His Little Wife" on the computer while discussing projects worth hundreds of millions.

Now that I saw the author of "Ten Treasures of One Birth", I didn't even deal with the work, and I must take someone to the wind and snow.As a CEO, does Tan Zong really want to practice the content of the novel himself?

Thinking of the title of the book, the secretary shuddered again.

No, no, no.

But Fu Wan and Tan Chengzhi had already gone far away, they got into the car and headed towards the city.Fu Wan didn't sleep well last night, although he couldn't see who the person in the dream was, he couldn't help but look at Tan Chengzhi at this moment.

"You recalled all the previous memories, but..." Fu Ban paused, "I would not travel through different worlds like this before. Before that, I was always in another world, in your memory , have you had the same experience as me?"

The other party didn't seem to expect that Fu Wan would suddenly mention this.

He was silent for a while, then frowned slightly, "So, you always feel that you are Fu Wan, not a character in this world?"

"That's not true." Fu Wan frowned. The characters in each world will affect her, and even be similar to her in many places, but they seem to complement each other.

In every book-traveling novel, the original owner will have a huge gap with the character of the book-traversing person, so that there is a storyline.

So, her situation is clearly not normal.

"Because in my cognition, I am that Fu Wan."

Sitting beside her, Tan Chengzhi stretched out his hand, hesitated for a moment, put his hand on her shoulder, and patted her slightly.

"I vaguely remember something." The other party's tone was very gentle, with an indescribable calmness, "I remember that I have known you for many years, but I can't recall the specific details."

Fu Wan tilted his head slightly to look at him, "I can't remember either."

Shi Miao's appearance is very plain, in line with the heroine image that early literary and art writers liked to describe.Looking at him with such a clean and innocent look again, she felt a little depressed, which made people feel that she was very lonely.

"I can't even remember it, didn't it just happen?" Tan Chengzhi has always been serious, but he wanted to smile at her, and reached out to rub Fu Ban's hair, "I remember it anyway."

"Yes, we will never be tricked by fate again."

Tan Chengzhi still smiled at her.

Not long after, they arrived at a tea house in the city. The two got out of the car and walked along the gravel path guarding against classical buildings until they came to an antique cottage. The two walked in and walked through the hanging Xiangfei bamboo curtain, only to see a woman about forty years old sitting there making tea.

Fu Wan felt that she looked familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere.

The woman smiled at the two of them, "Mr. Tan." Her eyes fell on Fu Wan, she looked at him quietly for a while, and asked tentatively, "Shi Miao?"

At this moment, Shi Miao suddenly remembered who this person was.

It is Chen Qin, the founder of Xiaoyu Literature Forum.

It was also the forum where 15-year-old Shi Miao first serialized a novel and became famous in one fell swoop.At that time, Internet literature was just emerging, but it attracted a lot of readers and writers, and the Xiaoyu Literature Forum was the one with the most readers and writers.

At that time, web literature had not yet been industrialized, and there were popular types of various types of literature.

Shi Miao became famous in one fell swoop, and attended the annual meeting of Xiaoyu Literature for several years in a row.She was still young at that time, and after so many years, she saw Chen Qin again without recognizing her.

"Wan Wan, the person I'm here to show you today is Mr. Chen." Tan Chengzhi made a special confession, and then introduced Fu Wan to Chen Qin.

Chen Qin saw that the relationship between Tan Chengzhi and Shi Miao was unusual, and her attitude was a little eager.

"I have always said before that I want to build a literary website that is different from the current marketing model, but I have never found a suitable manager." Tan Chengzhi said in a gentle manner, "Ms. Chen used to run Xiaoyu The forum approach fits perfectly with the concept of the new website I want to create."

The brilliance of the Xiaoyu Forum ended in the past, and Chen Qin actually didn't quite understand why Tan Chengzhi sought her out.

If the style of Xiaoyu Forum is suitable for the current market, it will not decline.

"Boss Tan can talk about it in detail." Chen Qin said conservatively.

So Tan Chengzhi told Chen Qin more professionally what he had said to Fu Wan, and Chen Qin was thoughtful.

"Mr. Shi came here today, is he also planning to join this new website?" Chen Qin looked at Fu Wan with a smile on her lips, "Mr. Shi's writing is indeed very suitable for writing more three-dimensional characters, and with A novel with a stronger humanistic color."

Having seen many special types of books go viral, Chen Qin knows that in fact, the three-dimensionality of the characters and the humanistic color of the articles are not refutable.

It's just that the current atmosphere disdains to advocate such articles with certain requirements.

The current situation in this circle is that everyone only wants to reap immediate benefits, and does not want to maintain the long-term harmonious development of the market.

Because everyone knows that feelings are worthless, but traffic and cutting leeks are valuable.But Tan Chengzhi wanted to work hard to make feelings, which was a little unbelievable. Chen Qin looked at Shi Miao who was sitting there quietly, with a little inquiring gaze.

Because of her?

(End of this chapter)