paper idol

Lies cannot be denied.

From the moment Fu Qinfeng's continuation was spread out to the boss, the essence has changed.

And the moment it was sent to Rou Jiang, there was no turning back.

Qu Lebai's idol burden is aimed at readers, big bosses, Fu Qinfeng, and Rou Jiang.

If she publishes her own copy, she will not be able to explain the drop in status to readers, the choice between the two versions to the boss, or the change in the content of the new chapter to Rou Jiang.

She has lived up to the whole world, except Fu Qinfeng.

On the day the new chapter was published, Qu Lebai had already returned to work.

The novel was scheduled to be published at ten o'clock in the morning, and at about 10:30, she yelled "does anyone want to drink milk tea" in the unit group, and then ordered the milk tea at Fu Qinfeng's place.

Half an hour later, Fu Qinfeng arrived dripping with sweat carrying a dozen cups of milk tea, and it was Qu Lebai who went to greet him at the office door.

There was light in Fu Qinfeng's eyes, but the sparkle was not pure enough.Qu Lebai took the packaging bag and said to her, "I'll share the milk tea with my colleagues and come over here. You wait here for me."

Fu Qinfeng didn't speak or nod, but he didn't move back.

After distributing the milk tea, Qu Lebai took Fu Qinfeng to the balcony.

Fu Qinfeng said: "I saw your update...you put my article up?"

"Do you like writing novels? Do you like this story?"

"Of course I like it!" Fu Qinfeng replied immediately, "But..."

Qu Lebai interrupted her: "I have already contacted the lawyer and asked him to prepare a copyright assignment contract. I will get it in a few days. When will we sign it? If you have any requirements, you can put them up now, so as not to change them in the future trouble."

Fu Qinfeng didn't care about these things, she just looked at Qu Lebai with burning eyes and asked, "Are you not going to write any more?"

Fu Qinfeng, ah, Fu Qinfeng, is really a dragon and a phoenix among people.Every sentence is accurately hit on the pain point, no wonder the novels written have the power to point directly to people's hearts.

Qu Lebai smiled wryly in his heart, but on the surface he had to put on a calm expression, and said, "You really write very well, I think it's very suitable for this article, if you can finish it, it will be very popular."

Fu Qinfeng took a step forward anxiously, and said, "What about you? What are you writing?!"

She thinks that Qu Lebai was born to write.

Due to the distance, Fu Qinfeng was about to reach Qu Lebai.Qu Lebai did not retreat, her body was tense, and her fingers gently stroked Fu Qinfeng's face and lips.

Fu Qinfeng put on makeup today, and her lips were brighter than usual.But after all, it was raw and didn't spread evenly, so it seemed a bit strange.Qu Lebai rubbed off the thick lipstick with her fingertips, and spread it on the thinner area.

"You are so beautiful." Qu Lebai said, "How come no one noticed?"

"..."

"This lipstick suits you, but it's too lively for me. You are so good-looking, you can attract countless eyes with a little dressing up. You deserve to be liked."

"..."

"But the makeup process is too complicated, and I'm not sure if you can bear it. Do you want to be liked? Do you want to be seen?"

"..."

"Do you like writing novels? Do you want your novels to be liked by others?"

Qu Lebai was tempting Fu Qinfeng with every sentence, but she was also torturing herself.

Like it?hope?

After all, he was full of vigor on this road, and Le Bai has a particularly thorough grasp of the mental song at this stage, and a few words can shake people.

Fu Qinfeng looked away and looked at the ground, as if thinking about something.

After a while, she looked up at Qu Lebai and said, "I've written a few novels recently, but no one has read them."

no one watching?

"Show me."

Fu Qinfeng pulled out another URL from the phone and handed it to Qu Lebai.

Qu Lebai took it over and took a closer look, and immediately knew the reason.

It's not that the writing is bad, it's just that the style is wrong.

Whether Fu Qinfeng likes Qu Lebai because of the chick complex is left aside for the time being.But her writing style and temperament are indeed inherited from Qu Lebai.

No matter how good a stroke of spring is, it was also popular in the past, and it is an element that the publishing industry only favors.In the ever-changing world of online literature, it is a bit outdated and obscure.

What's more, Fu Qinfeng's accumulation is a shortcoming, and his writing style is a little immature.

Qu Lebai looked at the article and praised her from the bottom of her heart: "It's very well written! I like it very much!"

But I also know that the fire will not start.At least with the attitude of a pure newcomer, it won't become popular.

For a moment, Fu Qinfeng's eyes lit up, and he asked her: "Really? Do you like it?"

Qu Lebai nodded and said, "Yes, you are great. I don't want to write any more. I hope someone will finish this story."

Fu Qinfeng asked again: "If... If I really write it down, will many people like what I write?"

Qu Lebai said: "Look at the feedback now, you will know. So many people like you."

Fu Qinfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Then...then I'll think about it..."

……

In the next few days, Qu Lebai was too busy to touch the ground.

First, I went to the lawyer to get the copyright assignment letter. All the terms of the contract were drafted according to her wishes, but the lawyer advised her: "Miss Qu, this contract is very unfavorable to you. For your rights, I suggest modifying some terms. Of course, the final choice is still yours...”

Qu Lebai knew what the lawyer meant, but he insisted on going his own way: "Okay, this is it. If there is anything that needs to be changed, I will continue to trouble you."

This contract transfers the complete copyright of this article to Fu Qinfeng, and stipulates that Fu Qinfeng will write and publish the novel under the pen name of "Yiyichun", and all possible subsequent benefits will belong to Fu Qinfeng, and the resulting However, Qu Lebai was responsible for all the legal hidden dangers—after all, the pen name had already been signed to the publishing house.

Qu Lebai put the contract in front of Fu Qinfeng and asked her if there was anything she was dissatisfied with.

Fu Qinfeng looked at Qu Lebai with ignorant eyes, not sure if he understood.She seemed to be belatedly aware, and seemed to be competing with Qu Lebai, and asked, "Sister, do you not want to write this article, or do you not want to write a novel?"

Qu Lebai asked her back: "Why did you continue writing for me?"

Fu Qinfeng thought for a while, then solemnly replied: "Sister has been playing games, I'm worried that you won't be able to deliver the manuscript on time..."

The only thing she can do for Qu Lebai, other than contact the boss according to the email address on the solicitation letter, is to make Li Daitao stiff.

She continued to write this article, originally for Qu Lebai, for this purpose.But why do you still feel lost in your heart?

"Why do you write novels?"

Qu Lebai's melancholy and charming eyes, like a magnet, hooked Fu Qinfeng and said that sentence——

"Because I like it."

Which one of the people who picked up the pen didn't because they like it?

Qu Lebai patted Fu Qinfeng's shoulder, smiled in relief, and said, "Since you like it, let's go write it."

……

I contacted the agency while I was off work and on weekends, and quickly settled on a two-bedroom apartment.

When moving out, the roommate was tentative and puzzled, and asked her, "Why don't you continue to live?"

"I found a suitable place to live, and I was worried about being robbed, so I just moved there."

"Oh." The roommate withdrew his head back into the room again.

Fu Qinfeng helped her pack her things, vaguely knowing that from this day on, her life officially changed.

When Qu Lebai asked, "Should we move in and live together?", Fu Qinfeng immediately cheered and said, "Okay!"

After finishing speaking, I was a little embarrassed, lowered my head and said, "I can... I can review with peace of mind."

It's not actually because of this.

Qu Lebai gave a soft "hmm" and turned to carry another packed package.

Everything in the new home needs to be adjusted. The property, the Internet, and even cable TV all need to be reconnected.

Qu Lebai felt that he owed Fu Qinfeng, so he didn't let the children do anything, and did everything by himself, even cooking a few meals.

Once Fu Qinfeng showed the posture of wanting to help, Qu Lebai would drive her to the study room, euphemistically saying: "Review well."

As for whether to review or write essays, she never interfered.

Some people are born to hold a pen and don't need to be urged.

It has been several days since I fixed the network and logged into the game.

As soon as I went up, I received an aggrieved message from Roujiang: [You haven't been online for a long time, and Penguin doesn't care about QAQ]