On the way home, near the villa area.

Suddenly, Alaska, who was sniffing leisurely, suddenly looked up, and then started running with a little excitement. The stretched Xiong Ran almost staggered. What are you doing?

But only the next moment, I will know.

I saw a snow-white Samoyed man appearing leisurely at the corner, and the two dogs looked at each other.

...

"Humb..."

"Sniff, smell..."

I saw that after Ala and Satsuma looked at each other in an instant, they seemed to be very excited, and then they began to entangle, and they wrestled happily as if they were loving to each other with their brother and sister.

Xiong Ran scratched his head a little, is that so?

"Nana, come back..."

Suddenly, a crisp female voice sounded. Xiong Ran looked up when he heard the sound and saw that the owner of the Samoyed neck rope was a long-haired lady. Although the night was dim, her figure under the street lights and her misty eyes were still vaguely dazzling.

Wearing a mask, the specific face is hard to see clearly, but looking at the clothes and the exposed outlines of the eyes, coupled with the crisp sound of the bell, it is not ugly.

"Nana, quiet..."

"Sir, do you have to take care of it too..."

Well, Xiong Ran Hui'er didn't agree. The two dogs just want to play for a while, but they didn't start riding?

However, I have to take care of it. The slippers are a little too excited. Although Satsuma is also very happy, the picture is gradually inconsistent when the slippers rub their big face and their tongue.

"Crown Prince, come back..."

Xiong Ran forced the rope in his hand and stretched the slippers back. It was not a good idea to call the slippers. After all, in front of Satsuma, he had to give Alah some face.

Prince, this title is so handsome, right?

"Thank you, Nana is rude..."

The woman opposite also pulled Satsuma back, and then she felt a little embarrassed. As a bitch, she was not reserved at all. She was so embarrassing and ashamed of her love brother.

"It's just a lively nature..."

Xiong Ran didn't know what to say. Looking at the young lady's knowledgeable and reasonable appearance, she apologized to her dog. It was a bit too pretentious. What did the dog know and fussed.

"You're busy, we're leaving..."

Xiong Ran had no intention of knowing the other party, because this woman seemed polite but was alienated. She obviously didn't want her slippers to mess with her Nana, so she wouldn't put her cold butt on her slippers.

After saying that, he stretched his slippers out and started walking home. However, the slippers were obviously unwilling to be willing to play with Samo. Samoanana seemed to want to continue playing with the slippers, but the hostess stretched it and could only jump and stick out her tongue and sobbed.

"Wow, wow..."

Xiong Ran ignored the yelling of slippers and forced himself to walk home. He called again and then, and he would click you.

The woman holding Satsuma watched Xiong Ran and the dog leave, and her eyes flashed deep in her eyes. Then, under the mask, she seemed to chuckle. She leaned over and touched Satsuma's furry head at her feet, "Nana, don't be anxious, you can live again, two or three times before you can get familiar..."

...

"Stop sniffing, go..."

The next afternoon, Xiong Ran took the slippers with a little despicable expression and went to Xiong Ying's venue. The silly dog ​​seemed to be smelling something on the way. After forcibly dragging it home last night, he returned to his nest a few times.

I got up today and took a look. I didn’t have fun in the yard as usual, but instead had my ears hanging in the nest, looking heartbroken.

"Oh, are you still having a deep affection?"

At Xiong Ying's venue, Xiong Ran continued to sign the "Biography of Wukong·Title Page", while the slippers were lying on a depressed corner, as if the dog had no interest.

Xiong Ran laughed and shook his head and ignored him. It would be fine after a while. The dog was very forgetful.

In fact, it turns out that in two days, the slippers returned to their stupid and happy state, but on the evening of the third day, when they were walking back to the villa home again, unfortunately, at a fork, the slippers met Samonana and became even more excited.

Of course, after having the last experience this time, it was not very embarrassing. After playing for a while, Xiong Ran and the woman still didn't know each other. However, they no longer vaguely stopped trying to interrupt the two dogs' play. As long as they didn't ride on the street and play, just play for a while.

"Okay, go home, play next time..."

Xiong Ran also wore a mask and didn't say much to the woman. He stretched out the slippers that he was a little reluctant to go home. The woman just stared at her for a while, and did not do anything more and continued to walk the dog.

"Let's go Nana, let's take a walk..."

When encountering by chance, the interval between encounters should not be too long, but it should not be too short, and the regularity should be uncertain, so you don’t deliberately avoid it, and slowly, you will become familiar with it.

Today is the second time, and you can shake hands and meet each other next time. After all, you are quite destined to be together.

But next time, it will be three days later or five days later. It depends on whether the dog will be walked again. Everything will be natural and natural, right, my good Nana.

"Wow, wow..."

Xiong Ran, who returned home, looked at the slippers and sobbed a few times, then went back to his nest. He couldn't help but feel very funny. Do you really like Satsuma?

"Hello, is it okay to have some promising..."

Xiong Ran squatted at the door of the kennel and laughed, "Although you and Satsuma are of the same family, they have different breeds. They must be born with four different appearances, which is incest..."

"From the future, I will find you a mother, and when I give birth to a purebred, I will be yours. Be obedient and good..."

"Yeah, is your temper coming up?"

Xiong Ran laughed and shook his head, looking up at him because of the slippers, then closed his eyes and drooped his ears, and said, "Don't say anything." I don't want to listen, so I'm so annoyed."

"Okay, you can stay here, a silly dog..."

Xiong Ran clapped his hands and stood up, stopped teasing, and went back to the house.

...

"Yeah, it's very efficient..."

On the evening of Wednesday evening of January 16, not long after Xiong Ran signed 5,000 copies again, Qin Siyu came. In addition to picking up the title page, she also discussed the framework of the new book.

"The third time I added printing, the title page printing has begun. There will be no stocks before and after the Spring Festival..."

Qin Siyu first said good news, and then said, "I have thought about the new book type and outline framework. Tell me, let me listen to it, and help you advise the staff..."

"Hahaha..."

Xiong Ran laughed and smiled, "I guess it's still a fairy tale. The outline and framework have not been decided yet. I only said that new books might be opened after the New Year. I didn't say that it would be opened after the New Year. Wait, wait, wait for my Xiong Ying studio to develop normally, and then new books..."

"Now, there's no time! Wang Teng will release his second album in the next year, which is all used to write songs."

"What?"

After hearing the words, Qin Siyu thrust his mouth, "If you don't bring such a thing, you can only write a few words in a few minutes? You must open a new book after the New Year. As an author, if you don't publish a new book for a long time, your popularity will drop rapidly. If you don't have any updates in March and half a year, you will basically be cold..."

"Don't consume all the popularity that has been accumulated by the 'Travel of Wukong', do you understand?"

"Tsk, do you think it's easy to write songs?"

Xiong Ran rolled his eyes, "If there is no inspiration, you can't write the song! If there is no song, you can't write the desire and inspiration to write novels. This thing is not forced, it's natural, okay..."

"Wait, the new book has a framework for thinking, and you are busy with other authors. I am just an amateur novelist, not full-time!"

"Okay, are there anything else?"

"Hmph, there is, there is no more..."

Qin Siyu was a little angry. She was a newcomer to the Hongtu and became a regular editor. The most promising author in her hand was Xiong Ran, who was Bai Qie, but this guy was not successful.

Amateur novels? Most of the most serious and full-time authors who write them are even better-selling...

It's so annoying to be talented and not working hard.

"Contact yourself, Hong Kong and Taiwan Traditional Chinese version..."

After throwing down a business card, Qin Siyu left angrily with her title page. Tonight, she would turn her grief into appetite, have a good meal, for more than 100 yuan...

"This little girl..."

Seeing Qin Siyu leaving, Xiong Ran laughed and shook his head, then picked up the business card, Chen Yongye!

Hongtu Publishing House, the person in charge of international copyright contracts, the traditional version of "Wukong Biography" may not be big in Hongjiang, but the Taiwanese should have audiences.

After all, in the early 21st century, the traditional version of Earth's time and space was ranked first in Taiwan for 32 consecutive weeks!

...

"No problem, I'll send you a contract..."

In Xiong Ying's third floor office, Chi Mo added Chen Yongye's Penguin number according to the number on his business card. He passed it in a short while and then talked about some details.

Traditional Chinese contracts are usually signed in three forms.

The first one is to take Hongtu Publishing House as an example, which belongs to an inland publishing house and cooperates with traditional Chinese publishing houses in Hong Kong and Taiwan, and can be intermediary agents.

The second type is that there is a branch of the Hong Kong and Taiwan Traditional Chinese Publishing House in the inland area, and the same branch is signed.

The third type is to directly sign an acquaintance or publishing house you know directly in Hong Kong and Taiwan, or submit the article directly from the email address and sign it.

After thinking about it, Xiong Ran decided to choose the first one, sign the familiar red picture and intermediary agent.

After all, the second and third type are without news channels, and it is hard to figure out how much it is sold in Hong Kong and Taiwan. Even if the price is high, the royalties may not be real.

Red Picture has its own branches or information channels in Hong Kong and Taiwan, which can ensure that it is not blocked.
To be continued...