Chapter 148 Ah! It’s all done!
"Who is he? You don't know him? Then why does he look like he knows you very well?" Chen Fan was a little surprised.

"I don't know, your friend?"

"My elementary school classmate is now my classmate. We played together before. He added me as his friend when he heard that I was in Class Zero." Chen Fan put his phone away. "He would talk about you from time to time and said you were awesome."

"Me?" Li Yan thought about it and was not too surprised. His influence in New Taipei No. 1 Middle School was very explosive now, so it was normal for people to ask about him out of curiosity.

"I'll ask him to come to zero shift tomorrow, and we can talk together."

After returning to the dormitory at night, Li Yan asked Chen Fan for a website for downloading pirated software. She planned to download CAD to draw a picture. Although she learned it quickly, her drawing efficiency was still not good enough.

It is not a good idea to be too impatient and waste time on this. It is better to leave it to professionals.

Li Yan, who had been rushing for the cultural performance, was finally able to change direction and opened the dialog box with editor Kaiyuan.

"Yuanda, isn't this signing process a bit too long? It took fourteen days to change the signing status, and the total number of words is sixty thousand."

Without waiting for a reply, Li Yan added: "I'll reply when I get to work."

The next day, a short guy with glasses and a buzz cut came to Class Zero.

Chen Fan led him to where Li Yan was sitting.

"Feng Jiajun, hello classmate Li Yan!"

Ajun bowed with some excitement.

Li Yan was confused and handed over her manuscript at a loss. "Hello, Jun. I heard that your family..."

"I know everything!" Ajun took Li Yan's notebook, took out a pen and wrote a string of numbers on it, "You can do it, no problem. This is my QQ number, Li Yan, please add it!"

"Uh...Okay, this fee..."

“No, no, no, no,” Ah Jun shook his head repeatedly, shaking his glasses so hard that they almost flew off, “It’s free, free.”

"How embarrassing."

"Student Li Yan!" Ajun's voice was a little loud, which scared Lin Zhengmo, who had been eavesdropping at the table in front of him, so much that his shoulders trembled.

Class Zero, which was not very lively to begin with, became quiet for a while during the break.

"Don't tell me this, seriously."

"Okay, okay..." Li Yan nodded in confusion. "If you need any information, contact me on QQ. I optimized and organized these pages of manuscript last night. Take them and we can communicate more."

"Okay!" After saying that, Ajun left with the manuscript in his hand, looking very satisfied.

Of course, Li Yan didn't know who Feng Jiajun was, because when he taught those four idiots who were chewing gum in the toilet a lesson, he didn't look at who the toilet squatter was who he saved from embarrassment.

But the words "Student Li Yan" that Feng Jiajun heard were deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Boss Yan," Bai Xiaosheng poked Li Yan's back, "You have to get used to this life of a big star."

"You know it all?"

"Don't underestimate me, and don't underestimate the attention that the girls in the class pay to you."

"How about I turn you into a double agent?"

Bai Xiaosheng's eyes lit up, and he covered his mouth with his hands and whispered, "Okay, tell me, which girl do you want to know about?"

Li Yan shook her head helplessly. If I learn spy skills from you, I’m afraid I won’t survive more than three episodes…

Li Yan did not take a nap at noon. Instead, she went back to the dormitory to send pictures to Feng Jiajun and described the stage conditions, possible splicing methods, and specific requirements in detail.

Then I clicked on the flashing message:

"You must be at work before you come back, kid."

Damn, he replied to the message as soon as he got to work at 9 in the morning, but he ignored Li Yan’s real problem.

Li Yan was about to complain when Kai Yuan sent a message as if he had expected it:

"Wow, you're online in the middle of the day. Is a first-year student so free?"

"I'm very busy. I don't even take a nap during lunch break. I still have to come and communicate with you."

This is a shitty first-year junior high school student. Kaiyuan curled his lips and twitched his fingers:
"I have good news for you. Although your book "Nangong Youth" currently has a low collection and a low click-through rate, the retention rate of people who click in to read it is very high, the follow-up reading is very good, and the reviews are also good. I am going to give you a recommendation."

"it is good."

"Hey!" Kaiyuan said anxiously, "The recommendation I gave you is carefully selected. I saw your potential and gave it to you. [Angry]"

"Thank you Yuanta, have you changed the contract status?"

"Don't worry about it. You can revise it this weekend. It will be exactly one month by then, and you will only have 140,000 or 150,000 words. I will give you a great recommendation directly."

Having emphasized this for the third time, Li Yan followed Kaiyuan's intention and asked, "What do you recommend?"

"I only have one spot for Editor's Choice in half a year! [crying][cool]"

"Have a vision."

Kaiyuan was speechless, thinking that he had met someone who was particularly good at pretending. He was already certain that Li Yan was an old writer teasing him, and instantly switched to professional mode: "Change the title of the book. Nangong Shao Nian doesn't look domineering, and the effect of attracting traffic is not good."

"You tell me, and I'll revise it." Li Yan himself was not good at coming up with titles for online books. He was only responsible for writing a good story. These aspects could be left to an editor who was good at this.

"The Emperor's Sword."

"Is it domineering?" Li Yan expressed his doubt, but still modified it.

"Yuanda, someone has already used it."

“Then the name is ‘The Sword of the White-haired Emperor.’” Li Yan instantly typed out a lot of words, such as it was not a good name to use a villain, “The White-haired Emperor” never appeared in the early stage and was only a legend, the two words “The White-haired Emperor” and “The Sword of the Emperor” could not be put together, etc., but he still deleted them all.

Trust other people's expertise and interfere less.

Kaiyuan gave the semi-annual quota to a newcomer, so he should also repay his trust.

He simply changed it.

"Let's do this for now. I'll help you with the recommendations for the contract later. The recommendation will be more effective for a book of more than 100,000 words. Let's see the recommendation results. If the data is good enough, I'll also give you a basic new book recommendation. Don't let me down. [crying]"

"Don't worry, you will be the Rookie of the Year in Editor next year."

Kaiyuan burst into laughter in the office.

Unlike the somewhat restless atmosphere before the school sports meet, the closer it got to the opening of the cultural performance, the less people talked.

After all, unlike the school sports meet where everyone is so involved that it can be regarded as a holiday, on the one hand, not everyone is interested in the art performance - not everyone will choose to watch it in person, and on the other hand, the people participating in the performance have been rehearsing for this time, there are no new changes, and what should be hidden must be hidden, so the discussion naturally subsides.

The only difference is Class Zero, everyone is looking forward to the final effect of the grand finale.

From the few words circulating in the 403 Brotherhood, everyone knows that Li Yan is typing frantically on the computer every day after returning to the dormitory. It is said that one is to communicate with the dance team about the dance process, and the other is to communicate with the advertising company about the stage installation.

That’s true, Li Yan did indeed do these two things.

But most of the words he typed were actually novels.

It’s not an online novel yet, but a mystery novel called “The Puppet Master’s Thread”.

Ever since his imagination reached 50 points, his inspiration always appeared in some completely unexpected places.

I am particularly focused on eating, bathing, and going to the toilet. The inspiration for my detective novel, which had been stuck for a long time, came to me in the toilet today.

So he decisively chose to record.

As for online communication, it is actually not as much work as people imagine.

He doesn't dance himself, nor does he make the stage equipment. He actually just answers questions, solves problems and makes requests.

After all, the dance has to be performed on site, and the installation has to be produced according to the conditions of the advertising company. It is meaningless for Li Yan to make too detailed requests.

Just like with Kaiyuan, trust other people’s expertise and interfere less.

Unless Mr. Li is more professional than you.

Moreover, he didn't want to chat too much with Wei Yunzhi about dance moves online, as it seemed like just empty talk.

Lin Heng was a little anxious about this. After the rehearsal in the auditorium on Friday, he finally couldn't help but ask:
"Lao Yan, we haven't practiced with dancers before, will it really be possible when the time comes?"

"What happened this week to make me look old?"

"You look like Big Brother, aged twenty."

2…20-year-old elder brother? You are too young. I am the 24-year-old Li Laozu.

"Oh, I'm really uneasy." Lin Heng looked very nervous.

"It's okay. The three of us are in the front right of the stage. Our positions are fixed and we don't interact with the dancers. They can have the same effect with their own choreography. Besides, she will come over tomorrow."

"Hmm?" Lin Heng's uneasiness was swept away, because he was filled with gossip. "This is first-hand information. It's incredible. Zheng Mo, the dance team will be here tomorrow!"

"Oh." Lin Zhengmo responded indifferently.

"Tomorrow's rehearsal is a special treatment given to us by Teacher Tao. We should not spread the news. Students in Class 0 who are staying overnight can come and watch, but other classes can forget about it and keep a low profile."

As a result, the next day, all the 403 brothers hid at the gate of New Taipei First Middle School, watching Li Yan who was waiting for the Rongxi Middle School dance team.

"Why don't you go to the auditorium? What are you doing here?"

"We'll pretend to be passers-by."

"Go, go, go to the auditorium. We'll see each other later anyway. Lin Heng and Zheng Mo are both getting ready in the auditorium."

"I understand you, Mr. Yan." Zhu Qinglun tapped his chest, "This is an emotion called shame. Let's leave."

Li Yan looked at the backs of her roommates who were leaving while chatting in a lively manner, and smiled and shook her head.

Youth is so fucking great.

After waiting for a while, a medium-sized van stopped in front of New Taipei No. 1 Middle School.

Six young girls got off the car, along with a long-haired female teacher who was driving.

When they walked towards Li Yan with smiles on their faces, Li Yan suddenly regretted persuading her roommate to leave.

Seven pairs of curious eyes stared at Li Yan.

Is it true that the feeling of oppression when a group of strange girls approach is so strong?

But where is Wei Yunzhi?
"Is it Li Yan?" asked the long-haired female teacher who led the team.

"Yes, hello teacher, hello classmates, please come over here, are you all here?"

The female teacher smiled and said, "Everyone is here."

Seeing the puzzled look on Li Yan's face, she immediately understood, "Yunzhi came here by herself, much earlier than us. Didn't you see her?"

Li Yan was even more confused and took out her phone, and found three messages on QQ:
Wei Yunzhi: I'm in the auditorium, what about you?

403 Invincible God of War Group-The Most Handsome Xiaolin: Brothers, there is a beautiful sister in the auditorium!
403 Invincible God of War Group-Sleepy Pig Brother: Just abandon Mr. Yan!
(End of this chapter)