Holding the tyrant's script but becoming a Mary Sue

The editor-in-chief Xu Fei'er was originally bound to win the position of editor-in-chief, but who knew that Qin He would come out halfway, and her stamina was so strong that she would be squeezed out of the position of the most popular person next to the editor-in-chief.

Later, it was hard to find a market where Xu Fei'er could replace Lian Cheng's transformation vacancy. Who would have thought that Qin He would successfully persuade Lian Cheng to return to his original style.

Lian Cheng thought, Li Yuanmu and Qin He have such a good relationship, if they really started planning this matter so early, they should have revealed some rumors.

Li Yuanmu replied quickly, "She is a young lady who has no career ambitions, even if she has this opportunity, she won't be promoted."

After all, if you are promoted to editor-in-chief, you can't be the editor-in-chief in charge of Lian Cheng, but that's exactly what Qin He wanted to do in the first place.

Li Yuanmu didn't dare to tell Lian Cheng about this for the time being, Qin He had issued a restraining order to her, revealing that one word would detain Lian Cheng's out-of-print signed book from her.

"But Mr. Lian, 10 minutes is almost up, are you done?" Li Yuanmu did not forget to remind Lian Cheng of the unfinished book signing.

Lian Cheng immediately closed the wheat and lay down on his body.

After all, in reality she is a comatose person, and it is estimated that in a few seconds, Ouyang Yaoyao's cry for help will reach Li Yuanmu's ears.

Just as he was about to call 002 to close the computer, a friend request popped up on WeChat.

Lian Cheng hasn't received this item in 800 years. Everyone knows that she is withdrawn and not sociable. Anyone who talks about cooperation knows to go to Qin He's mailbox, and those who talk about friendship... So far, no one has jumped on this dead road.

The person's profile picture is white on a blue background, with only the word "An" printed on it, which is too concise.

Lian Cheng habitually clicked reject, but within two seconds the other party sent another message with the reason for the request.

It is the title of Lian Cheng's debut book.

Lian Cheng hesitated and clicked pass, then let her lie on the list, and called 002 to cut off the connection.

Go downstairs and have breakfast.

In line with Lian Cheng's physical changes, the ingredients for today's breakfast have also been changed.

Lian Cheng sat down and looked at the red jelly in front of him, and scooped up a piece with a spoon, "You made it?"

"Yeah." There was only a cup in front of Qin He, which contained a bright red liquid, "You can try it."

Lian Cheng stuffed that mouthful into his mouth, in addition to the original sweet smell of blood, there was also some strawberry taste.

"If your physique becomes similar to ours, you won't be able to eat human food." Qin He explained why he did this.

Lian Cheng swallowed what was in his mouth, and said "thank you" softly.

Nangong Fei'er calculated that Shangguan would make a big move in the near future, but she didn't expect that she would directly release all the hundreds of blood bags in the blood bank.

Surprised, but that just gave her an advantage.

These human blood bags have been betrayed by their families, have no friendship and love, and now they have no place to live. They have no one to rely on and even survive. Under such circumstances, Nangong Fei'er appeared on the stage with her bargaining chip.

"I have developed a potion that can transform humans into vampires. Whoever of you is willing to sign this contract will belong to this potion."

Several blood bags leaned against the corner of the wall and looked at each other. They had met Nangong Fei'er and knew that she was a doctor, so they had a somewhat kind impression of her. In addition, becoming a blood race is the dream of many human beings, so it is very tempting for them. too big.

Inexhaustible power, unlimited life.

"But we..." The leading girl hesitated to speak, they were not stupid, they knew the influence of blood quality on the success rate of transformation, even if they aspired to become a blood race, they would not make fun of their own lives.

"Low blood?" Nangong Fei'er smiled faintly, and the smile on that angelic face unconsciously mixed with a bit of coldness, "If I say, the conversion success rate of this potion is [-]%?"

"You're not kidding, are you?"

Nangong Fei'er glanced again, and the usual pretended gentleness disappeared, replaced by cruel coldness. She casually grabbed the girl closest to her and gave her a needle straight down the neck.

The girl had been hungry for days and had no strength to resist at all. After being forced to inject medicine, she clutched her neck in pain and fell to the ground with her stiff body, her ruddy complexion instantly turning pale.

"Ah! Murder!"

"She's dead?"

"Help, help, help! Doctor Nangong, please let us go!"

The rest of the girls cried out, Nangong ignored their voices, held up the pocket watch in his hand, and read the seconds in a low voice.

"3^2^1... Boom!" She made a gun/shot gesture to the lying girl, who sat up abruptly.

The eyelids opened, and the brown eyes just now had turned blood red, and even the lips had long canine teeth.

"She..." The leading girl covered her mouth in surprise, because she knew that the transformed human blood in front of her just now had only a very light pink color, almost indistinguishable from transparent.

Putting it before, such an example of transformation should be admired as a miracle.

"So do you sign now?" Nangong Fei'er took out the deed of sale just now.

They almost didn't have time to think, and they all nodded and said yes!

Compared with such a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs, they are more willing to become blood races to enjoy the sweetness of power, even if it requires the price of freedom.

Nangong Fei'er laughed mockingly, and raised her hand. The paper that could bind freedom for a lifetime was looted by the girls, and everyone scrambled to bite their fingers and print their fingerprints on the paper.

The contract with the bloody handprint has a powerful binding effect on the blood race, and can even affect their behavior. In Nangong Fei'er's view, this is the tragedy of the blood race, who gave up the shortcut to success for that little gentleman's etiquette.

Lian Cheng nestled on the single sofa in the bedroom, with his legs bent, the stack of manuscripts on his knees, and he was typing the draft of the next chapter of the new book.

002: You have news from the real world to be checked, please open the message interface.

Lian Cheng: Yes.

It's the avatar with the word Ann.

Lian Cheng glanced at her name, Qi An, it sounded familiar.

'Excuse me, have you signed a transfer contract with C Publishing House for the copyright of your new book? '

C Publishing House is the publishing house where Qin He works.

Lian Cheng didn't answer, but directly sent the sentence "Who are you" in the past.

A reply came soon.

The president of B Publishing House.

Lian Cheng finally found the source of that sense of familiarity.

After her debut work won the award, several publishing houses offered her an olive branch. After careful selection, she only chose two more suitable publishing houses, B and C.

The person who met and negotiated with her back then was Qi An.

Lian Cheng couldn't figure out at first why she, a newcomer, could get the editor-in-chief of B Publishing House to come for an interview. After the meeting, she knew that Qi An was a complete businessman. Signing a long-term personal contract is not a book-to-book contracting model of ordinary publishing houses. If you sign it, all the copyrights of the books you write within a fixed period of time will belong to Company B.

What makes up for the Overlord's Regulations is the extremely high benefits they give. The name is to give more opportunities to domestic newcomers. This contract is specially prepared for the newcomer training plan in the agency.

In the end, Lian Cheng still chose Company C, but he felt that they would not restrict themselves too much and could be more free. Compared with the rich and powerful Company B, his personality was more suitable for the latter.

'I'm sorry for the offense in the last cooperation. I don't know if you can give me a chance to chat again. This time I brought full sincerity. '

After Lian Cheng read it word by word, he instantly understood what she meant, but before he could write a reply, there was a knock on the door behind him.

She was taken aback, and turned around to meet Qin He's inquiring gaze. There was no explanation for 300 taels of silver here, "I didn't do anything."

After speaking, she wanted to give herself a mallet.

Qin He couldn't see her operation in the system, so why bother.

"Well, take a break when you're tired from writing." Qin He handed her a cup containing a "drink".

Lian Cheng took it, then put the manuscript aside, and said very seriously, "Editor Qin, I don't plan to write a new book."

Qin He paused his movements, and quickly returned to his natural state, "What's wrong."

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't been in a good state recently, can I trouble you to explain it to the readers after I go back?"

After all, the official website has just posted the news.

Lian Cheng stared at Qin He's facial expression closely, not wanting to let go of the slightest change on her face.

It's not that she really doesn't write, it's extremely disrespectful and disrespectful to the readers, herself, and the three parties she cooperates with. She just wants to know why Qin He would rush to persuade herself to switch if it wasn't for promotion style.

Qin He knew that with Lian Cheng's character, it was impossible to make such a decision. An author who would not give up on submitting a manuscript even after being hospitalized, suddenly used the light "not in good condition" as an excuse to release the readers' pigeons. 50.00% unreliable.

And when the author is Lian Cheng, this unreliability will rise to [-]%.

Qin He was very assured that Lian Cheng would not make fun of this kind of thing, so he indirectly got a result - Lian Cheng was deliberately testing his own reaction.

It was only when she asked herself this sentence that Qin He realized that her trust in her had dropped to such a level. She suppressed the soreness in her heart like a cat's claw scratching, and said with a light smile, "Then don't Write."

Of course, Qin He didn't miss the surprise that flashed in Lian Cheng's eyes, but he still kept smiling and didn't react, waiting for Lian Cheng's next question.

"Is it really possible?"

Seeing Lian Cheng's cautious and probing expression, Qin He confirmed his guess in his heart, and simply sat down opposite her generously, "Besides this, you should have other things you want to ask me."

Lian Cheng choked, shaking his head.

"Are you going to just hold back and wait for things to get worse?" Qin He leaned his upper body towards her, "I said, I won't hide anything from you."

Lian Cheng looked into her beautiful eyes, even though the color was a strange azure blue, but the tenderness and patience in it made her feel at ease and familiar.

"Why did you suddenly resign from your previous company and come to work at C Corporation."

Li Yuanmu told her that Qin He's previous job was so good that it was also helpful to the development of the family's business. She gave up those jobs not only because of a bright future, but also because of family conflicts.

Without a suitable reason, this Kan Liancheng can't get over it, she can't accept it now, someone is approaching her with a purpose.

Of course Qin He also knew this, so she pretended to be very good from the beginning, but she paused, and still didn't choose to tell her.

"I can answer everything except this question."

She couldn't cheat, so she had to choose not to answer.