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Live again          Chapter 122 [Thieves, picking mistakes, Lu Xun]

Fan Qirong discussed the issue with Liu Hui at the desk.

Ren Hao also chatted with Ci Juanjuan on the bed: "Aunt Juan, you must have been in high school more than ten years ago? Did the relationship between the three of you always have good results at that time?"

Ci Juanjuan gave him a blank look, hummed without saying a word.

"Uh, Sister Juan."

Ci Juanjuan smiled and said, "Boy, this is still the same. Well, I'm still idle anyway, so let's talk to you. When we were in the first year of high school, the three of us met. Because the seats were close, the relationship gradually improved." Zi Juanjuan looked at the two people opposite and suddenly lowered her voice: "Since the second year of high school, Liu Hui fell in love with Rongrong and launched a fierce attack on her. But in our era, we were very conservative. Until we graduated from high school, Rongrong did not agree to date him. As a result, Liu Hui went to the United States with his parents. We all thought that he was discouraged and chose this path."

"Oh, so there is such a story." Ren Hao looked at Liu Hui for a moment and hummed in his heart. I said, why did he never leave Aunt Rong since he entered the house? Humph, he still wanted to chase my Aunt Rong, and the toad wanted to eat swan meat.

Ren Hao put him on the blacklist with no temperament, and he really had a kind of "I'm not good, you can't think of it."

"Hmm? Little guy, what does your hostile look mean?"

"Ahem, nothing."

"Is that true?" Ci Juanjuan turned her head ambiguously and said to herself in a low voice: "Our Rongrong is so charming, from retired to high school students, they can kill them all!"

"Shhh... don't talk nonsense."

"I didn't say anything about you, why are you anxious?"

Ren Hao smiled bitterly, but in his previous life, besides his parents, Cijuanjuan also knew that she liked Aunt Rong, so there was no need for him to avoid anything. Anyway, he was a "child" and it was not strange that he had a good impression of the beautiful and gentle Aunt Rong.

On the other hand, Aunt Rong started to make a phone call, as if she was asking a few colleagues if there were any screenwriters she knew. It seemed that she wanted to introduce to Liu Hui.

Huh...

Something suddenly flashed through Ren Hao's mind.

Liu Hui...Liu Hui...Liu Hui...Liu Hui...

etc!

This Liu Hui...isn't it that Liu Hui!

A gust of cold air rushed up from his spine. Ren Hao shuddered, and he remembered something a year later.

That should be the sixth novel created by Aunt Rong, but just when she handed the manuscript to the publishing house, the review editor actually told Aunt Rong that this novel had been published by other publishing houses and was launched recently!

Fan Qirong became anxious and without saying a word, she directly sued the author of the book.

Since Ren Hao was still young, no one told him about the details, he only remembered that the person who stole Aunt Rong's manuscript was named Liu Hui. Aunt eventually won the lawsuit, but after such a fuss, the book did not make much money. The compensation was even less than Miao Miao.

A few years later, Ren Hao specifically asked Aunt Rong and Ci Juanjuan about the original incident, but neither of them kept silent. Now that they thought about it, it really tasted strange!

If Ren Hao’s inference is good, Liu Hui should be Liu Hui who stole Aunt Rong’s manuscripts a year later!

There are three reasons.

First of all, Liu Hui said just now. His parents had problems with their business in the United States. If the company went bankrupt a year later, Liu Hui was desperate and could not attack Aunt Rong's novel. Moreover, it is very likely that his parents' company had gone bankrupt or encountered other devastating disasters.

Secondly, Fan Qirong and Ci Juanjuan kept silent, and it was very likely that they would not tell others because they were face-saving. After all, it was not a glorious thing to steal something by a good friend who had always had a good relationship in high school. Of course, it might be that it was this unpleasant thing, Aunt Rong didn't want to tell others about it.

Three is also the most critical point.

Why did Aunt Rong's novel be stolen? I discovered it when I submitted it

With Aunt Rong's caution, except for someone with good relationship with her, she will definitely not show the manuscripts casually. If it is possible to steal the novel manuscripts without realizing it, Aunt Rong's friend is the most suspicious!

With that same name, it can almost be asserted that the person in front of you is Liu Hui! I looked at Liu Hui again. If you put aside prejudice, Liu Hui actually gave people a very good impression, mature and steady, and a smile!

Ren Hao narrowed his eyes casually, looked at Aunt Rong, looked at Liu Hui, and said nothing.

Since he knew that Liu Hui would steal Aunt Rong's novel, then as long as Ren Hao was a little cautious, history would not repeat itself, so there was no need to worry, but Ren Hao could not swallow this now.

Ren Hao has never tasted the taste of being betrayed by his friends, but he can imagine that the taste will definitely not be good!

At this time, Fan Qirong, who had left the phone, looked at Liu Hui and said, "Sorry, the authors I have been in contact with don't know any relevant personnel like the screenwriter. I'm afraid I won't be able to help you this time, but I will ask you again. Leave me a phone number, and I will contact you if you have any news."

"Okay, thank you." After telling Fan Qirong's phone number, Liu Hui then took out a notebook from his bag, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Please help me with the staff and see how it is written."

Fan Qirong hesitated and took it over: "Okay then."

"By the way, Qirong, how is your novel written?"

"Well, basically, I'll finish writing. I'll review the manuscript a few more times and I'll be able to hand it over to the publishing house."

"Then congratulations first, well, if it's convenient, can you show me a look?" Liu Hui said: "I have read a lot of novels, and I can give you suggestions."

"Okay." Fan Qirong said to Hao: "Hao, the novel is on the other side of the bed, help me get it."

Ren Hao's eyes moved, hesitated for a moment, and then picked up the black notebook and handed it to Liu Hui. Even if he read it once, he would not be able to remember all Aunt Rong's language. At most, he knew the plot. However, the charm of traditional literature lies in the words, so Ren Hao was not afraid that Liu Hui would copy the book. Besides, Liu Hui would not steal Aunt Rong's manuscripts until next year. It would be meaningless to be on guard against him now.

Afterwards, Ren Hao went home to eat two apples, sorted out the sentences written by Aunt Rong, and only an hour later, he turned back to Aunt Rong's house.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Liu Hui pointing at Aunt Rong’s black notebook and saying, “Look at the two paragraphs here, do you feel abrupt? Well, you will know by reading it.”

Fan Qirong read it silently several times, shook her head slowly: "I don't feel that it's wrong. Are you talking abrupt? Is it the language or logic?"

"None of them, I'm talking about the connection between paragraphs." Liu Hui saw that Aunt Rong still shook her head, and then organized a language and said: "These two short paragraphs have a little more jumping. You have your way of thinking. Maybe it's okay and comfortable. But readers are different. Their way of thinking cannot be the same as you. From the perspective of the public, these two paragraphs are connected too quickly, which will inevitably make the readers a little stunned. Well, of course the impact will not be too great, but with the goal of moving towards perfection, I think it should be changed." Fan Qirong frowned and thought about it, "But I wrote this in the previous few books, and I don't think it's wrong?"

Liu Hui smiled and said, "I think the reason why your first few books were not very high in sales is definitely related to this."

Fan Qirong became solemn, tilted her head and thought for a while: "Then how should I change it? Do I connect the sentences in the middle? But if that is the case, will it be a little too poor?"

Liu Hui smiled and shook his head: "I don't know how to change it. If you are a professional novel, I can only read it at most."

Fan Qirong nodded with painstaking thoughts: "Thank you, I have to consider how to change it."

Ci Juanjuan looked at Liu Hui with a smile on the side: "We have found fault with our great writers. OK, I haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and I have grown a lot. Haha, no wonder you are so confident in your script. It turns out that you are so confident!

What do you care about this?

Hidden to the point of being hidden?

Is this level called hiding without revealing it?

Don't joke, okay?

Ren Hao really couldn't stand it anymore. In order to avoid Aunt Rong from getting into a misunderstanding, he walked over and looked at the paragraphs of Liu Hui's fingers, then laughed and looked at Aunt Rong and said, "Aunt Rong, in terms of the connection between paragraphs, you wrote very well, and there is no need to modify them at all."

Fan Qirong blinked: "Is that so? But when Liu Hui said this, I was really a little confused. It seems that there are really some inaccurate reasons. In fact, it involves your own novel. The so-called mischief of the authorities is talking about this."

"Young man." Liu Hui looked at him with a lot of laughter: "Are you still in high school?"

Ren Hao looked at him: "You want to say how much can a high school student know, right? You want to say how many books a high school student has read, right? If you think so, then I'm sorry, you're wrong."

Ren Hao ignored the changes in the faces of the three of them, walked to Aunt Rong's bookshelf, took out three books casually, took out one of them and flipped them out, and flipped them out, as if familiar, and then held the book in one hand, standing in the air so that Aunt Rong and the others could see it.

"These two paragraphs on my finger are exactly the same as the paragraphs you picked out from Aunt Rong's book just now. If you say it, then there is a problem with this book?" It was still this book, Ren Hao turned back a few pages, "There are also problems here? If you continue to search like this, this book can find at least a few hundred questions you mentioned."

Ren Hao shook his head, closed the book, and pointed the cover towards them: "Look at who the author is, Lu Xun!" (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in. More chapters, support the author, support
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