The actor's husband [entertainment circle]

As the New Year approaches, there is a joyous atmosphere everywhere.The small shops on the street have posted big "Fu" characters on the door in response to the occasion, as if this can welcome blessings into the door.Some places even released New Year's songs early, spreading the happy atmosphere to every corner with joy.

Just when everyone was in high spirits, Lin Hao couldn't lift his spirits.Because he finished the novel overnight all night, the severe lack of sleep made him look lazy.While eating the tasteless bread, he looked at the wall clock on the wall - ten o'clock in the morning.He chewed the bread in his mouth slowly, and then wondered why he got up so early in a daze.

And at this moment, the person sitting opposite him said: "My ancestor, please can you eat faster?"

Lin Hao looked up, and saw a square-faced man in a black suit sitting in front of him.He subconsciously looked at it carefully, and subconsciously thought about it in his mind—a square face corresponds to a simple and honest person... But it seems that reverse characters are more popular recently, so it can also be a black-bellied type?Probably an undercover job?Lin Hao's eyes staring at the man gradually became more serious. He looked at the man's appearance carefully, and noticed that there was a tear mole in the corner of the man's eye.And the meaning of tear mole is probably...

Lin Hao: "..."

Lin Hao: "Fang Dajun, you blocked me."

The square-faced and honest-looking person in front of him is Lin Hao's editor, Fang Dajun.When Lin Hao wrote his first novel, Fang Dajun became his die-hard fan, and then became his editor, and now the two have been fighting together for many years, and they are still the same Small shrimp.

One is an old transparent novelist.

One is an old bachelor editor.

No problem.

It's just that today they are going to stand up!Fang Dajun stared at Lin Hao who was still distracted over there, and couldn't help the excitement in his heart and said: "Hurry up! After we finish this vote, you can boldly eat spicy food in the future!"

Lin Hao didn't get excited because of Fang Dajun's excitement, he yawned lazily, then he reached out and touched the laptop, but he couldn't touch the laptop.This discovery finally made him pay attention to Fang Dajun in front of him again, and he asked, "Where is my computer?"

Fang Dajun replied proudly: "No!"

"Then give me a notebook and a pen."

"Neither did I bring them!"

Lin Hao nodded, he didn't seem to care too much, he just glanced at the canned salad dressing beside him.Fang Dajun was a man who had been with Lin Hao for many years. He knew what this ancestor wanted to do from the other party's small eyes, so he immediately reached out and hugged the salad dressing in his arms, and said righteously: "No Waste of food!"

Lin Hao replied slowly: "I just suddenly want to eat bread with salad dressing."

Fang Dajun was extremely skeptical about these words. Based on his understanding of Lin Hao, this man must have wanted to dip his fingers in sauce and write.It's just that Fang Dajun was so sure, he looked at Lin Hao confidently, waiting for the other party to refute, and then he produced evidence to prove everything.However, Lin Hao was not as boring as him, or he could see Fang Dajun's careful thinking, so he didn't pick up on this, he changed the subject and asked, "Where are we going?"

"The largest game manufacturing company in the country - Fengshang Company."

"Go for what?"

"change destiny!"

"..."

Fang Dajun noticed Lin Hao's pitiful eyes, and he exploded in an instant, shouting: "Don't tell me you forgot about this!"

Lin Hao nodded and said, "I really forgot."

"That big company has taken a fancy to your novel, and they are going to adapt your novel into a game! Adapt it into a game! Do you know that you are going to be popular!" Fang Dajun couldn't help getting excited when he thought of this.How many years!After so many years, he finally saw that the author in his hand had made a great success!Although being with Lin Hao these years made him no longer have any admiration for Lin Hao, and even wanted to beat up this ancestor every day, but in fact he still likes Lin Hao very much, likes him s work.So when he heard the news, he, a man in his late thirties, almost didn't cry in public.

It's really not easy!

However, as a novelist, Lin Hao was not as excited as Fang Dajun. He even acted a little coldly, as if the work that was about to become popular was not his work.He looked at Fang Dajun's distorted expression of joy at this moment, and thought for a while that he should be able to use the word "smiling nine springs" to describe him. He now has an expression of no regrets.

Because Fang Dajun urged him urgently, even though Lin Hao didn't really want to go out, he was still dragged out by this persistent editor.Fang Dajun stuffed Lin Hao into the car, and he drove the people to the destination as soon as he stepped on the accelerator.

Lin Hao felt uncomfortable when he smelled the car, so he lay in the back seat of the car unhappy, feeling dizzy and having no inspiration for writing.Fortunately, the journey was not very long, and they arrived at their destination before Lin Hao fainted.As soon as the car stopped, Lin Hao walked out holding the door.He breathed the fresh air for a long time, and then couldn't help thinking that his next article would be about primitive society—a world without such evil things as cars.

Thinking of this, Lin Hao couldn't help being distracted and began to conceive the world view of the new novel.Since it is a primitive society, there must be no clothes, so he should go back and study how to use words to describe the body.But what kind of story would you write like that?Could it be the wild collision of primitive people?It was only after he figured out the meaning that Fang Dajun pushed him to the meeting room.Lin Hao glanced at Fang Dajun's nervous and pitiful appearance, thought for a while and said, "You know what? You look like a character in my next novel now."

Although Fang Dajun knew that it was impossible for him to hear good things from this person, he still couldn't help asking: "What kind of character is it?"

"A man with a constipated face for many years." Lin Hao didn't think there was anything wrong with his description at all, and he described it in detail: "It's not the distorted expression that suddenly hurts the stomach, but It seems that he has hemorrhoids, and his intestines are constantly wriggling, a kind of diarrhea..." Before he could finish speaking, someone covered him with his hands.Lin Hao looked at Fang Dajun with puzzled eyes, as if he didn't understand why this man didn't let him finish his sentence.

Although Lin Hao spoke very euphemistically this time, Fang Dajun still couldn't stand this guy's words, so he could only surrender: "Okay, the battlefield is here, can we stop fighting among ourselves?" He really convinced this ancestor.

Lin Hao glanced at him, probably feeling bored, so he didn't say much.Fang Dajun observed for a while, and when he saw that the other party had calmed down, he heaved a sigh of relief and followed Lin Hao, and continued to point out: "I have already done enough homework with a lawyer, so you can rest assured to leave the contract to me! I will never let you suffer! You just need to nod and smile next to you."

Lin Hao's eyes swept over in an instant: "Then I can go back?" Lin Hao's ability to grasp the key points is amazing.

Fang Dajun hurriedly stopped him and said, "How can this be done, the other party clearly said that he wants to see you!"

Lin Hao said calmly: "I am a low-key author who takes a mysterious route."

Fang Dajun was speechless, he said: "We are all at the door, can we stop making concave shapes?"

At this time, it was probably just the time for people to rest, and I saw some noises in the originally quiet building.Lin Hao's hearing is excellent, and he felt impatient as soon as this human voice came.These years of retreat and unconstrained life have made him not very used to the outside world.This caused him to have the urge to turn around and leave as soon as he heard the bubbling noise.But he looked at the nervous Fang Dajun next to his eyes, and he stayed behind and followed him into the conference room.

Fang Dajun was probably also nervous. Although there was a lady secretary at the side to guide him, he still blindly went wrong a few times. It was Lin Hao, who was wandering next to him, who gave him a hand so that he would not get lost completely.

Not long after Lin Hao and the others entered, a young man in a suit walked in with several people.His eyes were fixed on Lin Hao at once, and it took him a while to move his eyes away, and sat down at a seat closest to Lin Hao.

Because this person made a lot of noise when he came in, even Lin Hao, who was wandering in his own world, couldn't help but pay some attention to him.Unlike the other party's full interest in him, Lin Hao looked away after taking a look at the other party, but he only took a cursory glance, and he already noticed the rough design of the other party's character.

The president of the bad street.

The one who stared at Lin Hao was Yu Shangfeng, the president of Fengshang. The adjective sticks to the edge.If the extra points of his temperament and clothing are removed, he looks like an ordinary man, nothing special.After he sat down, he kept staring at Lin Hao intently, and at the beginning of the meeting, he said: "In addition to talking about the game adaptation cooperation of the novel, we actually want to talk about a cooperation with the author himself."

Lin Hao glanced at him, and then he was robbed of the opportunity to perform by Fang Dajun.Fang Dajun himself was sitting next to Lin Hao, he leaned out slightly and took the initiative to answer the CEO's words: "I don't know what Mr. Yu means?"

Yu Shangfeng smiled slightly, and then said: "Although Fengshang is a game development company, because I like novels very much, I have always wanted to open a publishing house..." He didn't finish speaking, but threw Such a sentence makes people make up their minds.

Fang Dajun still has little experience, so he asked stupidly: "Mr. Yu wants to start a publishing house. Does Mr. Yu also like Lin Hao's novels?" ?

Yu Shangfeng's eyes skipped over Fang Dajun, and fell on Lin Hao.At this moment, he could only see Lin Hao's side profile, but just one side profile surprised him a bit.Yu Shangfeng, a grassroots person, was able to strive to this position because he had seen all kinds of people, but... he was moved by Lin Hao's face, and then couldn't help throwing out an olive branch to make Lin Hao Hao spoke. "I like Mr. Lin's works very much, and I have always wanted to cooperate with Mr. Lin." Yu Shangfeng said: "If Mr. Lin is willing to work in my publishing house, then I will definitely praise Mr. Lin as a god-level writer... "

Lin Hao listened quietly.

Seeing the obedient appearance of the other party, Yu Shangfeng felt that his heart might be moved.It’s just that he was a little unhappy looking at Fang Dajun, who was ruining the atmosphere, and felt that this would not be able to create a romantic environment, so he said: “However, the theme of today’s meeting is still about game adaptation. We'll talk about it in detail at dinner." He arranged a date with Lin Hao in such an understatement, and he seemed to do such things with his familiarity.

Lin Hao simply refused: "I'm not free at night."

Yu Shangfeng rolled his eyes several times on his face, but he didn't want to move away: "Is there anything that can't be postponed to tomorrow?"

Lin Hao finally glanced at him again, and he said flatly, "Today is the first wedding anniversary."