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For not being able to accompany Li Changan to participate in the Golden Dragon Award, Su Han still had a lot of resentment.

Moreover, An Nuan's identity made her feel uneasy.

After finishing the call with Li Changan, she looked back at An Heng who accompanied Xu Xiaowei to change the boarding pass, and she had an idea in her heart.

"An Heng, how do I treat you?"

Fatty An slapped his chest so loudly:

"Needless to say, the third sister-in-law is the best person in this world to me!"

Although I don't know Su Han's intention of asking this question, but if you don't want to flatter yourself, it's right to say good things anyway.

Sure enough, Su Han had a satisfied look on his face:
"In this case, you stay in the capital and accompany Chang'an to participate in the Golden Dragon Awards!"

what?
Fatty An was stunned for a moment, and exchanged a glance with Xu Xiaowei who was also unsure.

Xu Xiaowei is Su Han's personal assistant, and she understands her thoughts better.

Just being dazed, she understood Su Han's intentions, and she blinked vigorously, giving An Heng a clear signal.

"Ah... oh... uh, no problem third sister-in-law, you can go back to Zhong Hai without worry, I will take care of third brother!"

An Heng also understood what Su Han meant, but he was very conflicted.

On one side is my classmate and class monitor, and on the other side is my boss and third sister-in-law. The palms and backs of my hands are full of meat. Isn't this embarrassing for me?

He glanced at Xu Xiaowei with a bitter face, but was stared back by the little assistant who rolled his eyes viciously.

Miss Xu is a staunch royalist.

An Nuan, for my lifelong happiness, I can only be sorry for you!
Fatty instantly betrayed the friendship of his classmates.

Su Han was very satisfied with his performance:

"An Heng, you are very good!"

Is it?

Fatty An immediately beamed with joy, and his guilt towards Li Chang'an and An Nuan had long been thrown out of the sky by him.

"Third sister-in-law, don't worry, as long as I'm here, third brother will never be fooled by those wild flowers on the roadside!"

Su Han nodded and said:
"Well, An Heng, you are my most trustworthy brother, and the happiness of the third sister-in-law depends entirely on you!"

"Absolutely no problem!" An Heng's swearing assurance made Su Han finally step into the security channel with peace of mind.

Li Changan returned to the hotel, looked at the deserted room, and suddenly missed Su Han.

When this little vinegar jar is by his side, he guards against the woman who appears beside him like a thief.

But she was not there suddenly, and felt very uncomfortable.

Nima, am I being a bitch?

Li Changan laughed at himself and turned on the computer.

At the annual meeting just now, the system rewarded a novel [Yi Tian Tu Long Lu].

This is the last part of the "Legend of the Desert Heroes" trilogy.

Li Changan felt that he should write it into the document while he had time now.

A new film will start shooting in a few days, so I may not have the time and energy to do this.

Opened the writing software, created a new document, and Li Changan typed ten words:
Chapter 1 Never forget the end of the world

The spring outing is mighty, it is the season of cold food and pear blossoms every year.The white brocade is fragrant without traces, and the jade trees are piled up with snow.The quiet night is heavy, floating light and misty, cold and melting into the moon.In the sky on earth, the rotten silver glow shines through.It looks like a Gushe real person, with a beautiful appearance and a very noble spirit.Wanrui is not in the same rank as Qunfang.He is noble, noble, and talented, and it is difficult to distinguish him from the earth.When you go back to Yaotai, Dongtian will see clearly!

The person who made this Wusong Chanci was a famous martial artist and a man of Taoism in the late Southern Song Dynasty...

After only writing a beginning, Li Changan became impatient.

Isn't this concentrating on typing too boring?
In the past, when I wrote novels, I dictated them myself, and Fatty An wrote them for me.

Su Han is also really serious, if there is something urgent, why not take Xu Xiaowei back to Zhonghai? Why did you take An Heng away?

So much so that if you want to write a novel now, you have to do it yourself?
Li Changan pushed away the laptop, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, and looked at the splendid night view of the capital outside the hotel with his hands behind his back.

The door was gently pushed open, and a familiar voice bluffed and shouted:
"Third brother, I stayed to accompany you to participate in the Golden Dragon Awards. How about it? Surprised or not? Am I interesting enough?"

Li Changan was overjoyed, turned his head to the fat man who came in and said:
"Surprise, surprise, my brother is reliable at the critical moment!"

"Of course, we are brothers!" An Heng boasted brazenly, without any clue that he was sent by Su Han to be an undercover agent.

"Yeah, fourth brother, you're still a brother, you knew I wanted to write a novel, and you immediately appeared in front of me!"

"That's..." An Heng was about to brag a few words, when he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have heard the words writing a novel.

He changed into a cautious expression and asked:
"Third brother, you mean writing a novel?"

"That's right, I went to the writer's annual meeting today, and suddenly I was so inspired that I wanted to write the last part of the [The Legend of the Desert Heroes] trilogy..."

An Heng turned around and left without waiting for him to finish speaking.

"Third brother, I suddenly remembered that Xiao Wei seems to have left something behind, and I have to send her to the airport!"

Li Changan had sharp eyes and quick hands, grabbed his arm, and said with a half-smile:
"Xu Xiaowei's plane has already taken off. If something is left behind, you can put it away for her first. It's more important to write novels!"

An Heng desperately tried to break free from his clutches:

"Let go of me, I'm going back to Zhonghai, I won't participate in the Golden Dragon Awards with you!"

An Heng will never forget those days when he coded for him.

It's all tears.

Li Laosan simply treats me like a donkey of the production team.

At least 14 hours of typing every day, ranging from [-] to [-] words, and as many as [-] to [-] words. Sometimes he said that he was so inspired that he would let himself type about [-] words!
Is this what people do?
One hundred thousand words?
I have to type at least 7000 words per hour, more than 1 words per minute, and an average of two words per second.

Pity those days, my chubby little hands were swollen like pig's trotters after typing, and I was so trembling that I couldn't even hold a bowl of instant noodles.

Fatty An would tremble all over whenever he thought of this kind of life in dire straits.

"It's not important about the Golden Dragon Award, you can code for me first!" Li Changan dragged him back forcefully, and pressed him on the chair in front of the computer.

"Third brother, we are big directors, celebrities, famous singers, why do we have to write novels?"

An Heng wants to cry but has no tears, doing the final struggle!

"Fourth, you have to have a beginning and an end in life, and it's the same with writing novels. How can the trilogy lack the last one?"

"However, we can hire a professional typist to do this kind of thing!"

Ah!
Li Changan sneered in his heart, don't you need money to hire someone?
Or do you think that I, Li Chang'an, have earned a false reputation in the Jianghu?
"Fourth, the heavens will send a great mission to the people, and they must first suffer from their will, starve their muscles and bones..."

"Okay, okay, can I type?"

Wouldn't it be over if you were so happy?

Sitting next to him, Li Changan read with a magnetic voice:

"...this person's surname is Qiu, his name is Chuji, and his Taoist name is Changchunzi..."

An Heng resigned himself to his fate, and typed according to what he read.

Someone at the door shouted:
"Is Mr. Li Chang'an here? We are here to pay you a special visit!"