Retired Villainess Transmigrates into a Cannon Fodder

Chapter 100: [1 more] An Internet writer who was wrongfully plagiarized (11)

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Chu Xiang was suddenly drawn into the dispute between grandparents and grandchildren. He couldn't help anyone, so he could only say: "Grandma Zhuo is right. A blind date means getting to know more people. But Grandma Zhuo, thirty years old is nothing. I still have to be willing, otherwise I will offend the other party if I delay the other party's time, right?"

Grandma Zhuo said helplessly: "You young people don't care about your own affairs at all. You don't have a boyfriend, do you? How old are you this year?"

Chu Xiang said without leaking: "I am 25 years old, and I am very free. I have no plans to have a boyfriend for the time being. I still want to enjoy the single life."

"Yes, you are like a tiger." Grandma Zhuo didn't get support, she turned to look at Zhuo Yu and said, "My good girl just came back from studying abroad, she doesn't have to do anything with you, but the elders have a good relationship, I hope you Get to know each other and make friends. If you don’t like it, I’m not forcing you to do something, it’s just that I’m quite old, and I always want to see you get married and have children.”

Chu Xiang hadn't been urged to get married yet, and he didn't know how to respond to such a scene for the first time. Mainly, this is someone else's private matter, and it doesn't feel good for her to listen in. Before Zhuo Yu could speak, she smiled and said, "Grandma Zhuo, I haven't written today's one, I'll go back and write it first, and I have a chance to see you some other day."

Grandma Zhuo nodded, "Oh, good. Then go and write, it's important, go ahead."

Grandma Zhuo watched Chu Xiang go, and asked Zhuo Yu casually, "What does Chu Xiang do?"

Zhuo Yu poured her a glass of warm water and replied, "Write."

Grandma Zhuo was surprised and said, "Just write? Hey, that's okay, you have to have a real job to do. Isn't your rent cheap? I saw that her family was not rich at the hospital that day, and I didn't know her How have you been here?"

Zhuo Yu patiently explained: "Grandma, Internet author is a legitimate job. Chu Xiang writes very well and earns more than many migrant workers who work from 9 to 5. You don't have to worry about her. If she can't earn It’s impossible for money to move here.”

Grandma Zhuo shook her head, "The income in this industry is not stable. If you make money, what if no one reads the next book? Can it be guaranteed? You have to have a serious job and a stable income, just like your gym Same. I was thinking about introducing someone to Chu Xiang, but her situation is not easy to introduce."

"Grandma, stop quickly. Didn't you hear Chu Xiang say that she doesn't want to have a boyfriend? We're not that good with other people's private affairs, so don't meddle in them. We've met, so it's time to go back? You can't be late at night." Sleep, let's have a meal first, and it's time to rest after I send you back." Zhuo Yu tidied up in the office, planning to send the old man back, and stop talking about Chu Xiang's affairs.

Grandma Zhuo looked at him and asked: "Then are you going to see Yaoyao? Grandma is not lying to you. Yaoyao is really good, beautiful and temperamental. She can play the piano, draw, and dance ballet. Education depends He said he graduated with a master's degree, and he opened a studio just after he came back, so he's capable. It's not bad for you to just be friends, right?"

Zhuo Yu raised his hands in surrender and said, "Okay, okay, can't I go? Don't worry about this all day long, it's not good for your health. I'm going to ask Lu Yao for dinner tomorrow, and I'll definitely get along well with her. Fine?"

Only then did Grandma Zhuo laugh, "Okay, let's go and have a big meal. You take Yaoyao to eat delicious food tomorrow, don't be too casual."

"I know, grandma, don't worry." Seeing the smile on grandma's face, Zhuo Yu didn't reject blind dates. If you can make the elderly happy, what's the point of having a meal

Zhuo Yu took grandma away without going upstairs. Here, Chu Xiang went to the restaurant to order takeaway. She thought that Liang Jun was typing at home alone, so she called Liang Jun, and then ordered two takeaways to take back.

"Xiao Xiangxiang, you are an angel! My stomach is growling with hunger, you saved my life!" Liang Jun waited at the elevator door, and immediately took the lunch box that Chu Xiang was carrying as soon as the elevator door opened.

Chu Xiang smiled and said, "Have you finished writing?"

"I'm done writing. I updated 30,000 words today, but those boys actually told me to add more, trying to make me vomit blood. Tomorrow, the recovery day will be 6,000. I won't write so much. My brain cells are going to die." Liang Junyao I shook my head, I still feel my scalp is tense, I really wrote too much all at once.

Chu Xiang opened the door and asked him to come over to eat. After all, it was Zhuo Yu's house, and the owner was not at home, so it was not good for them to eat there.

Liang Jun was so hungry that he ate hungrily, and he still didn't stop talking, "Xiao Xiangxiang, can you cook? You seem to be eating takeaway these days, aren't you keeping healthy?"

Chu Xiang said regretfully: "I really want to learn, but I don't know how to do it yet. I'm too busy recently, so I'll find a good chef to learn when I have time."

Liang Jun looked up at her in surprise, "Look for a good chef to learn? You have to study hard, isn't it just cooking, you can figure it out by yourself, find video tutorials on the Internet, and you can do it after practice. That's how I practice of."

"There are also cooking tutorials on the Internet?" Chu Xiang hadn't thought about it before, and he became interested when he heard it. "Then I will follow the online learning later, and then find a chef when I am almost done. Now that I have learned it, I will learn it." Well, who will eat if you are not good at cooking?"

Liang Jun was stunned for three seconds before showing an incredulous expression, "Xiao Xiangxiang, you can do it. You are so serious about cooking. No wonder you are so good at writing, and you are so persistent in fitness. Your future is limitless."

Chu Xiang laughed and said: "Are you exaggerating too much? Let's eat quickly. I rest at ten o'clock every night. I still have something to do after dinner."

"Oh good." Liang Jun obediently took a few mouthfuls of food, and couldn't help asking, "What are you going to do later? Do you want to help?"

Chu Xiang didn't hide anything, and told him directly, "I'm going to find a few more classics on cultivating the truth, and use Tianxia Wushuang's "Immortal Demon" and my "Shangxian" as a color palette, and use the one she falsely accused me of. Didn’t she say that I copied her? I have to let the layman understand what copying is and what is regular setting. I guess she will make a move today or tomorrow, and I’ll be ready to return the gift first.”

"Make a palette? Do you do it yourself?"

"Yeah, can someone else do this?"

"It's so powerful! Don't do it, I know someone who specializes in this, just pay for it, and keep it for you to make it perfect."

Mr. Liang knew a lot of people, and he found ten people within a few minutes of going online after dinner. Chu Xiang told him the names of the five selected books, and he talked directly with the ten people. The two were in charge of one book and made the color palette as quickly as possible.

There is no one in the circle who doesn't know about "Shangxian" and "Immortal Devil". They don't need Liang Jun to say more, they understand what to make.

For these five books, Chu Xiang has obtained the consent of the author. Originally, she selected eight books, but only the authors of these five books intended for her to make palettes. It is popular in the circle to "don't mention her if you love her". If you love her, don't mention her. It will always be criticized if you bring it up. After all, there are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand readers, and there will always be people who don't like it or even criticize it. Many people don't want their articles to be used to get involved in this matter.

It is very good that Chu Xiang can win the consent of the five authors. They are all kind to her, and they seem to look down on Wuhuang Wushuang's deeds. They let her make color palettes as long as they are true.

Chu Xiang has nothing to do, and seeing that Mr. Liang is also free, he simply finds out Mr. Liang and asks him what is the purpose of some small details in it.

Liang Jun was surprised that Chu Xiang could see every foreshadowing he had buried, and suddenly felt like he had found a bosom friend. While telling her about his writing skills, he also asked her how she felt about these contents from the perspective of a reader. Afterwards, Liang Jun opened Chu Xiang's "The Demon Emperor", boasting that the plot was good, and at the same time giving her pointers on what can be improved.

The two talked for more than two hours as soon as they talked. If the alarm clock hadn't rang, they wouldn't have noticed that such a long time had passed.

Liang Jun said with a lot of thought: "Are you really going to sleep? So early? It's really rare that there are still people in our generation who don't stay up late and go to bed on time. Don't talk anymore?"

Chu Xiang said speechlessly: "Why do you love chatting so much? The shop is closed today, please be early tomorrow. Go back quickly, I'm going to sleep."

"Tsk tsk tsk, just throw it away when you're done using it. Xiao Xiangxiang, you are so heartless, Zhuo Yu hasn't come back yet, and I'm left alone, I don't know what to do, just guard the empty room." Liang Jun sighed, not knowing what happened before going to bed. How time is spent.

Chu Xiang pushed him to the door, leaned against the door and said, "How about... I risk my life to accompany the gentleman?"

Liang Jun waved his hands hastily, "Don't, don't, health is more important, you should go to sleep, I'll be back."

Chu Xiang closed the door, drank the soup, and went to bed quickly. She hasn't recovered well yet, and the world is not as important as her own health. As a result, just as he closed his eyes, he received a call from Mr. Liang again.

"Xiao Xiangxiang, please show me the saved manuscript, your "Devil Emperor" is really well written, I want to know what happened next!!"

Chu Xiang replied casually: "Let's watch it tomorrow, I'm going to sleep."

"Hey, you sent it to me in a minute, please send it, don't you know that chasing updates is the most painful? You are too tantalizing today, please, I can't stand chasing updates the most , this is the first serialization I followed this year. I am your loyal reader, Xiao Xiangxiang, send me, send me, send me... "

Liang Jun’s broken thoughts were comparable to that of Tang Monk in the movie, Chu Xiang reluctantly got up and turned on the computer, and sent him the remaining four chapters, “Do you want an outline, after reading the outline You will know the back and the ending."

"No, no, what outline are you reading? What's the fun in that? Come on, I'm off to read the article, Xiao Xiangxiang, sleep well, good night, good night!"

"Bye." Chu Xiang turned off his phone this time and fell asleep smoothly.

Liang Jun read Chu Xiang's manuscript immediately after receiving it, and finished reading it in a short while. As a result, Chu Xiang seems to have learned the essence of his chapters, and the last chapter is even more appetizing.

He was a little silly in retrospect. These chapters were saved for the next four days, which means that if he followed up with updates, he would not be able to see the latest chapters until four days later. If he wanted to read it in advance, would he have to save the manuscript with Chu Xiang every day? He also thought that Chu Xiang's heart was too big, he trusted him too much, and showed him all the saved manuscripts, so he was not afraid that he would cheat her.

Liang Jun shook his head amusedly, since he had nothing to do anyway, he simply went online as a supervisor, urging the color palette to come out quickly, and took a look at Chu Xiang's comment area by the way.

The author has something to say: I would like to ask everyone, do you like more than 3,000 words in a chapter, or do you like to combine all the words in a day into one chapter? For example, a chapter with 3,000 words can be changed to three chapters, or a chapter with 9,000 words can be changed to one chapter