In the evening, at the gate of Nanjing Medical College.

The parking belt was taken next to the intersection on the left. A purple thunder wing was parked here. The driver's seat window was lowered to the bottom. His hair was not long. Zhao Yan, dressed in a beige casually, casually put his left forearm on the window. His face was set with eyepieces, and the corners of his mouth were habitually slightly raised. He looked cynical, leaning lazily on his seat and looking at the direction of the school gate of Nanjing Medical College.

He was waiting for someone Huo Qinqin.

If I didn't like her, this kid still had no feelings for Huo Qinqin.

Two days ago, the cumulative box office of "Full Moon Scimitar" exceeded 1 billion, and many news media reported it. The news came out that many people asked him to treat him.

For example, Lou Wenhao, such as employees with sword energy, and roommate Zhang Peng, classmates Nian Xiaobai, Xing Zheng, Li Yan, Xi Fang, Changsun Xiaqiu and others.

Huo Qinqin didn't mention it, she just congratulated him in the text message.

Zhao Yan is sometimes heartless, but that is when he didn't remember or pay attention. For example, this time he agreed to treat him, but he did not forget Huo Qinqin. Of course, he also invited Huo Qinqin's current roommate Wang Ting.

After all, Wang Ting was also his classmate in high school. Now she is studying in Nanjing, so many people have invited her, so Zhao Yan doesn't care about asking her one more.

For multiple people, it’s just a pair of bowls and chopsticks. If you add people without adding vegetables, you can get personal favors without any expenses. Why not do it?

Zhao Yan had been waiting here for a few minutes. On the phone just now, Huo Qinqin said that they had already set out from the dormitory and should have arrived soon.

Suddenly, Zhao Yan's cell phone that he had put on the car table before rang.

Zhao Yan smiled and thought it was Huo Qinqin who called him. Through the eyepiece, he looked at the school gate again, but he did not see Huo Qinqin and Wang Ting.

A little strange.

Zhao Yan reached out to grab the phone, but saw that Lin Fusheng's name was displayed on the screen of the phone.

It's him...

"It seems that there is a result..."

Zhao Yan muttered softly, his lips curled up. He was not sure what Lin Fusheng meant when he called. Although he had full confidence in the quality of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", what if Lin Fusheng didn't read half of the manuscript he sent?

You know. The cumulative box office of "Full Moon Scimitar" has just exceeded one billion, and the box office is still increasing day by day. Many media have predicted that the final box office of this movie will exceed 1.5 billion.

Under such circumstances, if Lin Fusheng, who is not old, has a proud mentality, Zhao Yan would not find it strange at all.

A person often becomes conceited with a proud attitude. For example, if Lin Fusheng is in a conceited mindset, it is entirely possible that he has not read it. Just make a judgment.

Determine whether his manuscript is good or bad!

"Hey, Brother Lin? Have you read the manuscript?"

After answering the call, Zhao Yan's tone was casual, because he believed that even if Lin Fusheng doesn't want the right to adapt the movie of this book now, it won't be long before he publishes the book to the point where he has the sword energy, and the popularity and reputation of this book continue to ferment, there will be so many directors and companies in the film industry. On the premise that Zhao Yan has a popular script of "The Moon Scimitar", Zhao Yan firmly believes that the right to adapt the movie of this book can be sold!

Fame + high quality of works. What reasons do those film companies and directors not buy them?

The priority recommendation for Lin Fusheng is just to establish a long-term cooperative relationship with him. Of course, one of the important reasons is that Lin Fusheng's director ability and the ability to invite big-name stars are not weak. He did not make a fuss about "Full Moon Scimitar".

"Full Moon Scimitar" is his first film to collaborate with Lin Fusheng.

If the second movie they collaborated on was also very successful, then they would be widely regarded as a golden combination, and the audience would look forward to the movies they collaborated on invisibly, and invisibly, they would get the box office guarantee.

Zhao Yan was young, but he still understood these simple truths, and he must try things that are beneficial to him.

"Manuscript! What about the manuscripts behind? Are you lacking morality? I will only send half of the manuscript to me. Did you do it on purpose? Hurry up! Send me half of the manuscripts to me too! I was just seeing the Six-Meridian Divine Sword showing its power! It actually stopped here!"

Lin Fusheng's unhappy voice came from his phone. As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked for half of the manuscripts after "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". Zhao Yan remembered that when he said he had sent half of the manuscript to him, he had no objection, but at this time he had such a big opinion. This was obviously fascinated by watching "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"!

But it is also true!

Zhao Yan smiled from the corner of his mouth. When he was reading this book in his dream, he was also fascinated by the fact that this book was so wonderful. The characters were lifelike, the plot was linked together, and incredible magical skills emerged one after another.

It is simply the pinnacle of martial arts novels.

If Lin Fusheng didn't read it, it would be fine. Once he read it, it would be strange if he could still remain calm and remain indifferent to the manuscripts of the second half of the book.

Zhao Yan did not rush to respond to his request, but asked with a smile: "How is it? Brother Lin! Do you want to make it into a movie?"

"Dongdong!"

Two rhythmic knocks came from outside the car window. Zhao Yan turned his head and saw a strange woman with long hair. When Zhao Yan looked at her, the long-haired woman with a bit of beauty seemed to shyly stroke the hair on her temples. Her eyes were blinking and asked softly: "Brother! I want to go to the pedestrian street to buy clothes. Can you send me there?"

While speaking, the woman's scallion fingers that had been stroking her hair and brushing her collar inadvertently, revealing the grooves on her chest more clearly.

At the same time, Zhao Yan heard Lin Fusheng's answer on his phone.

"Stop talking nonsense to me! Hurry up and get the script for me! Now, immediately, send me the next half of the manuscript! I'm waiting to read it!"

Green tea’ bitch?

In that world in the dream world, this kind of girl should be called Green Tea’s bitch?

Zhao Yan looked at the long-haired woman outside the car window, and this thought flashed through her heart with a funny feeling. She pressed it on the switch of the lifting and lowering car window glass, allowing the car window glass to slowly rise, blocking the woman outside the car window from the glass, looking forward, and continuing to chat with Lin Fusheng with a smile.

"Okay! Since you want a script, you can send half of the manuscript to you, but Brother Lin! This time the script is not the price of the last time! This time I want a little box office share! OK? Or...no? Give me a simple answer!"

"whispering sound!"

The beauty outside the car window rolled her eyes and left in disappointment.

"You want the box office share? How much do you want?"

On the phone, Lin Fusheng's attention finally moved from the latter half of the manuscript to this place.

"How much can you give?"

Zhao Yan asked with a smile, his expression was like a cunning little fox.

"A share of 500,000 plus 1%? The premise is that the box office exceeds 100 million!"

Zhao Yan smiled: "Brother Lin! Sincerity! Is it good to give some sincerity? I can easily get any conditions I sell to, right?"

Lin Fusheng: "I think it's too little? How much do you think you want?"

Zhao Yan: "I don't have high requirements! Two million signing fees! For every box office exceeding 100 million, I will give me an additional 1% of the box office share! How about it?"

Lin Fusheng: "..."

This time, Lin Fusheng was silent for a moment before answering: "No! If the box office reaches 2 billion, isn't it going to give you a 20% share of the box office? There has never been such an expensive script in the world. If you ask me to show sincerity, what about your own sincerity?"

Zhao Yan: "Then how much do you say?"

Lin Fusheng: "I can't make the decision either! If you just want the contract fee and not much, with my current face, I can agree to you immediately, but if you want to share the box office now, then it involves the division of the company's profits. I have to report to Mr. Gu first and let him decide!"

"Dongdong! Dadongdong!"

This time, the car window on the right was knocked. Zhao Yan turned his head and looked out the window. Wang Ting's face was bent over, and Huo Qinqin's figure was next to it.

Zhao Yan smiled at them, pressed the door switch, nodded to them, and continued to say to Lin Fusheng: "Okay! Then you can discuss with President Gu before replying to me!"

Lin Fusheng: "Well, okay! It seems that I can't see the contents behind this book today?"

"hehe!"

Zhao Yan chuckled, not saying it was OK or saying it was not OK.

Lin Fusheng was very conscious: "Oh! Then let's say that first! Wait for my news! Don't find a competitor for me this time! Whether it's OK or not, you can wait for my offer first before you can say it! Is it OK?"

The door of the passenger seat was opened. Wang Ting looked at Zhao Yan curiously and took the passenger seat. Huo Qinqin opened the rear door and sat in. When the two saw Zhao Yan making a phone call, they seemed to be talking about serious matters, and kept quiet for the moment.

"Okay! I can guarantee this time! I can't blame me last time! "The Smiling and Proud Wanderer" has been posted online for a long time, and anyone can see it. That time it was not the competitor I found for you!"

Lin Fusheng: "It's fine if you can guarantee it! OK! I'm dead! Wait for my news!"

"Dudu...Dudu..."

A blind voice came from the phone, and Lin Fusheng had already hung up the phone.

Zhao Yan smiled and put his phone back into his pocket, looked at Wang Ting beside him and Huo Qinqin in the back seat, and praised: "The two beauties are very beautiful tonight! As soon as you sit in, the light in my car seemed to be a little brighter! This is the legendary radiance of the turquoise? Haha!"

"You are so slick! Zhao Yan! You are worse and more unreliable than before!"

Wang Ting looked at Zhao Yan with a sharp mouth, and was angry and criticized Zhao Yan, but the smile on her face could not be concealed.

This reminded Zhao Yan again of a word in the dream world saying no, but his body was very honest!

Well, it doesn't seem appropriate to use this sentence here?

Huo Qinqin in the back seat had a little flushed cheeks and a smile on her face, but she lowered her head slightly and said softly: "The beautiful one is Wang Ting, where am I beautiful?"

This made Zhao Yan look back at her again. The praise he just said was indeed casually, and Wang Ting said that just now was correct. He was indeed a slick word just now.

However, this time I looked back at Huo Qinqin, Zhao Yan unexpectedly found that she had indeed become beautiful. I haven't seen her for a while, and the skin on Huo Qinqin's face seemed to be whiter and smoother.

The hair hanging on both sides of the cheeks also looks more feminine. (To be continued.)

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