Another World Under My Pen

For more than ten or twenty days, Sun Peng struggled with whether to spend money to make the next book promotion.

To be honest, Sun Peng really wants to make a slightly more exquisite short film to try. Every day I see more "realistic" local movies on TV and movies. Sun Peng feels that it is really necessary to make the world’s old hats. Let's open our eyes and see what a real kung fu movie looks like. And in this case, it is also very beneficial for the promotion of the next new book.

But on the other hand, Sun Peng is really reluctant to pay.

There is no need to mention the live version. No one in this world knows how to shoot. The only thing Sun Peng can think of is animation. But animation is a cost. Sun Peng has been studying animation in his life. It is clear that one episode of animated short films will be less than hundreds of thousands. If you want to achieve Sun Peng's ideal level, it might cost millions.

"What if I can't do it well? What if it doesn't work well? The most important thing is...what if the money is lost?"

This mentality of worrying about gains and losses made Sun Peng embarrassed for a while.

After all, he is a typical urban citizen. If you let Sun Peng decide the cost of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, he still has this courage, but once it rises to hundreds of thousands or even millions... …Even if it is not difficult for him to make this million in this world, it is definitely not easy to make up his mind to spend it...

...

"Wow..."

"...I love taking a bath, and my skin is good, oh oh oh oh... put on a shower cap, sing and dance..."

The sound of crashing water mixed with Sun Peng’s drake-like singing, echoing over the courtyard, shocked the neighbor’s pigeons and flew up, and occasionally passed by the old Sun’s house. One of the little girls was suddenly taken aback: "What kind of song is this? It sounds weird! But...it's interesting..."

After taking a pleasant hot bath, turning off the faucet, Sun Peng habitually stood in front of the bathroom mirror and began to "scratch his head" while wiping his body with a towel.

"Hey, not bad!"

Raising his arms up and squeezing the muscles of his arms, a flower appeared on Sun Peng's face!

Gee, look!

Look at this figure!

The rib fan that was clearly visible can now barely be covered by the meat. With a little effort on the arm, a small muscle can be bulged. Compared with the image of the sick ghost more than half a year ago, it has improved more than that?

"Um... go get your weight!"

Putting on his little pants, Sun Peng rushed out of the bathroom like a gust of wind.

Ignoring the cold air outside, Sun Peng couldn't wait to stand on top of his scale, and then waited for the numbers to stabilize and took a closer look. The tiger's body was shocked! Then two shocks, three shocks!

Sixty one?

"hiss……"

After taking a breath of air-conditioning, Sun Peng shook his head vigorously, and then after he was sure that he had not read it wrong, an ecstasy surged into his heart...

"Wa hahaha……"

After testing three times in a row, Sun Peng was finally sure that his weight had really reached 120 pounds, and he suddenly laughed wildly!

Oh my god, I finally reached one hundred and twenty catties!

Thinking that he was like a chicken with a head of a hundred catties just now, Sun Peng couldn't help but burst into tears, then ecstatically raised his right foot and stepped on a stool, pulling his neck and roaring. "I'm standing in the violent wind, wishing to sway my heartache, looking at the sky and the clouds moving, the sword in my hand, and asking who is the hero in the world..."

"Boom!"

"Sun Peng, what are you howling? Open the door quickly!"

"..."

As if he had just swallowed a passing fly, Sun Peng's voice stopped abruptly, and he put on big pants and opened the door in a hurry and shouted: "Lin Lin, are you sick? Know what time it is?"

"Huh, it's almost half past seven!"

Turning a glance at Sun Peng, Lin Lin walked in and said: "You have just finished exercising... oh, I haven't seen you shirtless for a while, it seems that you have grown a little fleshy?!"

"Nonsense, I have one hundred and twenty catties now!"

Speaking of his weight, Sun Peng immediately raised his head triumphantly.

This **** trait of the body makes gaining weight an extremely difficult figure. It’s been almost a year since the journey. Sun Peng ate and drank every day, and his weight increased to 120 jin... Strictly speaking, the weight gain was even less than 20 jin...

Think about it, it's not easy!

"Well, that's not bad."

Lin Lin, who was obviously not very concerned about her cousin's weight, nodded perfunctorily, and immediately asked, "What did you eat this morning? Hurry up, I'm starving."

"Uh……"

Sun Peng's face turned dark, and he said angrily: "I don't have breakfast here. If you want to eat it, buy it yourself! Um... you can bring me some buns and soy milk by the way.

"... OK, wait for me for a while."

After Lin Lin rushed out to buy breakfast, Sun Peng's expression immediately became serious.

There is something wrong, absolutely something wrong!

When did this girl become so talkative? If you buy breakfast, you can buy breakfast. This is not Lin Lin's style at all!

But Sun Peng didn't need to think too much, he knew the answer in ten minutes.

The breakfast was placed in front of Sun Peng very dogmatically, and Lin Lin accompanied with a smile: "Xiao Peng, today is the last day of April."

"Well... what happened to the last day?"

Sun Pengman asked casually with the fragrant beef stuffed buns in his mouth.

"Today is the last day of April, and tomorrow is May 1st!"

Resisting the urge to give her cousin a big punch, Lin Lin leaned over her whole body: "You won't forget, right? Tomorrow is the day when Madame Madame will be on the shelves in the second season. When will you say the good advertisement will be sent to me? ?"

"Huh? Arrived so soon?"

Listening to Lin Lin's words, Sun Peng suddenly realized that at the same time a sigh of time flies.

Just like that, one month passed!

"Not so much."

Grabbing her cousin's arm, Lin Lin vigorously said, "It will be on the shelves tomorrow night. Anyhow, you will give me two ads today and tomorrow? Tsk tsk, why is it also your work as a screenwriter!"

"No problem, I'll write in a while!"

Sun Peng never repented what he promised others, and quickly nodded.

Just write two sentences, what a big deal!

but……

"If you advertise for Mad Lady today, you can no longer add eagle-shooting advertisements."

Suddenly remembering something, Sun Peng's eyes lit up: "Speaking of which...Since Madame Madame is going to be on the video website, then... the physical books of the carving carving should be sent to various distributors and bookstores. Right?"

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