Self-cultivation of entertainment bigwigs

Chapter 492 Do you know that there is a book...

Naiqi and Huahuamao, who watched Zhao Qian talking to the staff all the time, were drooling with envy.

"Oh no, I'm so envious of the big guys who can go on stage!"

"Boss, please accept my knee!"

Even though the two of them were regarded as big shots in the eyes of others, it was not their turn to go on stage to give an acceptance speech.

Because there will not be too many awards in the annual meeting, TOP10 may not be able to go up, let alone the opportunity to give a speech alone.

It can only be said that a big boss is a big boss, cheating!

Zhao Qian sweated profusely: "It's just a few acceptance speeches on stage, it's not a big deal."

Yes, in his opinion, it is really not a big deal. Anyway, as long as he keeps writing, there will be more opportunities like this.

It's almost like a primary school student going to the podium to report his results.

"Boss, could it be that you forgot, so you made the excuse that others didn't remind you?" Naiqi asked with a smile.

Zhao Qian rolled his eyes: "No way, I'm not that kind of person, I really didn't receive the notice. But it doesn't matter, the soldiers come to cover the water and soil, the car must have a way to the front of the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge. It's okay, trust me I!"

Seeing his serious expression, the two of them chose to believe him.

However, after hearing the second half of the sentence and seeing his confident look, the two of them became suspicious.

Nai Qi murmured in a low voice: "I always feel like I am standing on my flag!"

Huahuamao nodded again and again, expressing her agreement.

Zhao Qian gave them a sideways glance, and the two cowards suddenly did not dare to speak out.

Oh, FLAG or something, it doesn't exist at all!

Back in the room, Naiqi and Huahuamao also came together.

After hearing that Zhao Qian was in the same room as Brother Dong, they became even more interested and expressed that they would come over together, so as to impress the two super bosses, so that they could set new heights in their next book.

Zhao Qian deeply despises their behavior. Isn't my dignity enough for you?
You actually look down on me, how can you fix it!
I returned to the room with the two followers, but I didn't expect that besides Brother Dong, there were other people in the room, and they were also great authors who came to chat with Brother Dong.

One is the blood pig head of the platinum boss, and the other is this year, uh, it should be said that last year's new book was very fierce, and it is expected to hit the platinum contract house dolphin.

These two people are quite strong, one is a platinum boss who has updated the number of words to match Tang San's since ancient times, and the other is a half-step platinum.

Zhao Qian didn't dare to underestimate it.

"Hey, the love letter is back?" Brother Dong said hello first, looked behind Zhao Qian, thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "Are they Nai Qi and Huahua Hat? I didn't expect you two to come with the love letter. Welcome."

"When they heard that Brother Dong and I were in the same room, they immediately shouted that they wanted to come over and enjoy Brother Dong's glory, haha." Zhao Qian joked.

Everyone just laughed.

Zhao Qian looked at the blood pig head and the house pig, and greeted with a smile: "Big blood pig, boss house pig, long time no see!"

He didn't see these two very often, and he only met once in a hurry at the annual meeting last year. They were not familiar with each other, but they were all in the same circle, and the otaku writers were relatively easy to talk to.

"Haha, the love letter boss was joking, now you are the boss!" The blood pig laughed.

Although his qualifications are good, the Internet literature circle has always measured strength by qualifications. On the contrary, countless ancient gods have written new books that are less popular than the others because they cannot keep up with the development of the market, and their godhood has fallen.

The blood pig head is already considered good. Although his grades have declined, he is still much better than ordinary platinum authors.

The otaku also laughed: "That's right, in front of the love letter boss, we don't dare call ourselves bosses."

Both he and Blood Pig are considered writers with good hand speed, especially Blood Pig. At his peak when he was young, he could code words at a speed of [-] per hour, and he could write up to [-] to [-] in a day.

In the online literature world, this is already considered a bunker.

However, in front of this human-shaped codeword machine with [-] to [-] changes a day, and a hundred changes at every turn, talking about hand speed or something can only be said to be self-defeating.

They admire Zhao Qian from the bottom of their hearts.

Awesome!
"Okay, okay, let's stop bragging about business." Zhao Qian interrupted hastily.

Ouch, he was embarrassed to hear that, hahahaha hiccup.

It seemed a bit crowded with so many people packed into one room, so everyone didn't chat for long and went back to their rooms to prepare for the upcoming gala party.

And some authors who need to go on stage will have professional makeup artists do their makeup.

Zhao Qian needs makeup, but he is quite resistant to makeup.

After all, a straight man doesn't have much makeup experience at home, at most he can use a facial cleanser to rub, who makes himself outstanding?

But for the sake of his own image, he still resisted letting the makeup artist take a brush and move it around on his face.

"Okay, are you satisfied?" The makeup artist's voice came from next to my ear.

Zhao Qian opened his eyes, looked at his new image in the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction. It was not bad, and he had not made himself ugly.

The makeup artist lady swallowed quietly beside her, oh my god, this man's skin is better than his old lady's, did he grow up eating fairy meat?
Sending off the makeup artist, seeing that it was almost time, Zhao Qian moved out of the suitcase, took out his suit and dress, and prepared to change into it.

Brother Dong also started to change his clothes, but when he looked to the side, he was shocked: "Oh my god, you spend so much time coding every day, do you still have time to develop such a body of muscles?"

After Zhao Qian took off his coat and shirt, the muscles revealed were simply formidable. Although they were not as exaggerated as those of professional bodybuilders, they were more in line with the requirements of his thin figure.

Brother Dong looked at his little belly again, and suddenly felt tired and unlovable.

Nima, I feel that everyone is not in the same dimension!

Zhao Qian paused when he heard the words, looked at the sharp-edged and lumpy muscles on his body, and smiled embarrassedly: "It's okay to spend an hour a day exercising, get up early in the morning, and then go back to take a shower, have breakfast and go to class after exercising.

I belong to a relatively thin body, so in addition to supplementing a lot of animal and vegetable protein, I also eat some whey protein powder to promote muscle growth. "

"You are really a good template for the protagonist, making people envious and jealous." Dong Ge looked helpless, "If I were 20 years younger, I might have the motivation to practice, but now I am almost 40, and I have no power."

Zhao Qian shook his head: "This has nothing to do with age. As long as you have the heart and ideas, do it right away, no matter how old you are. If you stick to it, you will always see results."

Don’t you see that many people in their 50s, 67s, or even [-]s and [-]s are still exercising?
So age is never an obstacle, only what you want or don’t want!

Brother Dong pondered for a while: "That's right, you have to spend some time exercising later, otherwise it won't be good if you sit in front of the computer all the time and your body collapses."

In fact, many professional writers have this common problem. They sit in front of the computer all day long and neglect exercise, which leads to various occupational diseases.

If you can spend an hour or half an hour a day exercising, your physical and mental state will undoubtedly be much better.

"That's right, the love letter."

Just as Zhao Qian had changed his clothes and the two were about to go out together, Brother Dong suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Zhao Qian turned around.

Brother Dong hesitated for a moment: "You, do you know that Qihang has a book, which is written with you as the protagonist?"

"Huh?" Zhao Qian didn't respond.

Brother Dong: "It seems that the title of the book is something like Ladies' Clothes."

Zhao Qian: "..."

He wondered what Brother Dong meant when he suddenly said this to him.
　Thank you "Dancing Solo Ice" students for their support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)