Rebirth of Naruto's Terumi Ming's fiance

"Those who submit manuscripts can go inside first, and the editor-in-chief will help review the manuscripts. Those who want to submit manuscripts hurry up!"

Seeing the bookstore owner who was busy looking for money yelled in a distance, everyone's laughter stopped.

The wind rushed into the bookstore almost immediately, and ran into the back of the bookstore.

Seeing the fast running wind, many people shook their heads in disdain.

"I want to be a writer just like this, it's just wishful thinking!"

"Yes, which writer has not experienced extremely ups and downs, the natural wind is too ordinary~"

"If he can pass the review, I can become a Shinobi~"

...

The sneer at Zi Laifeng seemed to add a hint of anger to the team.

Others are constantly breaking the news about the embarrassment of the running wind, and bursts of laughter continue to come from the crowd.

"I heard that it was the first time that Zi Laifeng went to the custom shop and was scared by the ladies inside. This is the first time I have seen such a timid person~"

"Huh? Really? You can still be scared by the wife. This courage can also be forbearance? I am afraid it is not as good as forbearance?"

"Isn't it, he wants to be able to post the manuscript and become a writer, so I just swallowed all the things in the bag!"

"Yeah, even a woman can't handle it. If you want to be a writer, you can't hold the pen~"

...

Just as a burst of wild laughter broke out among the crowd, the running wind came out of the back hall.

Less than a quarter of an hour passed, it can be said to be extremely fast, so fast that everyone laughed when they saw the shadow of the running wind.

"I'm afraid that the editor was kicked out after just a glance?"

"Hehe, I've said it's no show, but I have to go in and lose face, I really don't know what to do~"

"Yeah... uh... how come Mr. Huang Ye followed..."

"Hi, the manuscript in Mr. Huang Ye's hand..."

...

I saw the man called Huang Ye with a smile on his face and even some excitement when he came to the bookstore owner and passed the manuscript to the owner.

"Boss, although this manuscript has no literary level, I unexpectedly find it very good. You can also take a look~"

"Oh? You think it's good. Is this written by the wind?"

The bookstore owner took the manuscript suspiciously.

Huang Ye nodded immediately.

"It's really unbelievable. It's not unbelievable that I haven't received his manuscript before, but this time it seems to be completely reborn. The content is especially interesting."

"Really? You have such a high evaluation, it should be very good, you help me look at the store, I also look at his new draft~"

The bookstore owner opened the bag of papers and pulled out the thick manuscript inside. He couldn't help but frowned and waved to the wind.

"Jilaifeng, this stack of manuscripts is so thick, there are hundreds of them, are you confident this time?"

Li Feng nodded.

"Yes, Senior Haichuan, I am very confident in what I wrote."

Haichuan's expression was still serious, and he patted the shoulder of the wind.

"Zilaifeng, confidence is a good thing. But you have come to my place to submit many articles. I have never done this before, and I didn't remind you."

"Although Huang Ye can approve your manuscript, if I can't pass the test here, we still cannot publish the book for you."

"So next time I have a good idea, I'll write a ten thousand words, attach the outline and additional information, and then come to my contribution."

"Even if it fails, it doesn't take too much energy."

This is almost common sense that newcomers will have. Although it has made Zi Laifeng a little bit uncomfortable, he is still a little grateful to the boss of Haichuan.

From the moment when he relieved him and asked him to contribute, he still kindly reminded him how to stop the loss, which all showed Haichuan's care for his downfall writer.

Although he was suspicious of his level, Zi Laifeng still had a gentle smile.

"The kid you talked about will keep it in mind, please don't worry, it's definitely not an example."

"Well, it's good if you remember it. Then I'll take a look at your manuscript this time. The title of the book is a bit exaggerated, but it still feels very powerful, not bad."

"Hmm... this grudge seems to be quite novel. Was it based on Chakra? It's really a bit different. It's really good at using your expertise, Li Feng~"

Just after watching it for a while, Haichuan couldn't help but raised his brows several times, and took a deep breath.

Then I saw the third piece of paper, just when I finished reading the first chapter, the look of Zi Lai Feng was a little different.

"Is this really written by you?"

Zi Laifeng nodded, very frank and honest.

"Inspiration is not mine, but the content is written by me."

"That's it... But I don't know how to say this content. Although it's a fantastic and obviously unknown world, I feel like I'm following the people in it..."

Haichuan rubbed his eyebrows and exhaled, before continuing.

"It's very strange. Although the writing is not good and the content is not deep, I just think it is good..."

Zi Lai Feng smiled.

"You are not the first to say this, Mr. Huang Ye said the same. You read more, you will feel more after reading Chapter 9."

"Really?" Haichuan put his gaze on the manuscript again with a suspicion in mind.

To be honest, he really wanted to look at the following content again, wondering what would happen in the end.

The world is new, and the story is depressing at first, leaving a rock in his heart, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

With doubts, Haichuan looked at the manuscript again.

At this point, after seeing more than ten of them, the arguing from outside suddenly became louder and louder.

"Zilaifeng, how many words do you have in this stack?"

Haichuan looked at the running wind solemnly.

The sudden seriousness made Jie Lai Feng a little confused.

"One hundred thousand words, it's exactly the content of a book. But I still have some manuscripts at home, so I can bring them if necessary."

"One hundred thousand characters..." Haichuan was very surprised. He wanted to say something, but remembering that the content of the manuscript was indeed very attractive to him, he held back and said with a sigh of relief.

"I can give you the highest price, ten thousand words and one million taels. By the way, I will help you publish the book."

"After the book makes a profit, the bookstore will split you 50-50. What do you think?"

"One million taels..." Rao was very confident, his tongue tingling in surprise.

"What, ten thousand words and one million taels, what book is this?"

"What's the matter? Not only is the manuscript finished by Zi Laifeng, the price is higher than that of the great author. Isn't this too outrageous?"

"I heard that he just read and write by himself in his spare time. The writing style is at best third-rate. The boss won't be dazzled, right?"

...

People who were close to the ground quickly passed the self-winded manuscript fees to the entire bookstore, shocking many people's eyes, and making many people's cheeks hot.

But soon, they began to question again.

In their image, literature is a matter of the nobility, and the common people are also extremely bumpy, and people with extremely rich experience can get involved.

But let's not say that the price of ten thousand words is one million taels, one hundred thousand taels is already a sky-high price.

One hundred thousand taels is also somewhat of a standard.

And what is the level of the million taels of running wind?

This makes everyone feel unreal, and they all feel that the boss's head is now broken.

Zi Laifeng didn't care what other people thought, so he calmed down his short breath and went on.

"Senior Haichuan, you also know that the inspiration for this book is not mine. Although I can continue writing without that adult, he has some requirements and wants me to bring it to you~"

"Oh? Really? A person who can think of such wonderful books is really extraordinary. Then, what exactly does he want?"