Regarding Luochuan's question, Yao Ziyan couldn't help but give him a blank look: "Everyone has different tastes. There is no need to make others the same as yourself."
"I'll just talk about it." Luo Chuan smiled and waved his hand, "I'm just a little curious, how about you say I post a poll on the magic phone?"
Yao Ziyan: "..."
It turns out that this is the deepest hidden character of the boss.
It's too funny.
If Luochuan really initiates this vote on the magic phone, it will inevitably cause a "repellent storm".
As for which one wins and which one loses, it doesn't matter that much, anyway, it will definitely end up with both sides.
"I don't think so." Yao Ziyan sighed helplessly.
"I just talk about it casually." Luo Chuan laughed.
The serious expression just now wasn't anything casual!
Yao Ziyan has no doubt that if he supports it, Luo Chuan will definitely send the vote without hesitation.
At the same time, related scenes appeared in her mind.
"I declare that the sweet party is the eternal orthodoxy. We will unite as one to wipe out this group of salty parties!"
"You fart! The salty party is orthodox, your sweet parties are all heretics!"
"Don't fight, you guys don't fight! Sweet and salty are not all delicious? Isn't it good for everyone to be harmonious? Why don't you score high?"
"..."
"..."
"Exterminate these two-faced factions first!"
"we agree……"
So, in many cases, neutrality is not a good choice.
Yao Ziyan shook his head, put aside these weird pictures, and drank warm milk tea.
"Hmm... Boss, don't you continue to write?"
"Take a break and write later."
"Oh."
Yao Ziyan nodded, thought about it, and wanted to take out the magic phone, ready to see if there was anything interesting.
Not unexpectedly, almost all of them are talking about new products.
Most of this is due to the group of saltwater creatures who do nothing all day long. Basically, their daily life is playing cards, singing, watching magical mobile phones and the like.
It is more depraved than Luochuan!
There are not many customers who come to Origin Mall because of the excitement of talking on the magic phone.
After all, it is still raining and the weather is not so good.
Come back when the weather is better.
This is what most customers think.
The boss doesn't seem to care much about this.
Having said that, it seems that the boss didn't pay much attention to the business in the store from the beginning.
Yao Ziyan recalled the past.
The development of Origin Mall to the present level is purely dependent on the spontaneous propaganda of customers. As for what Luochuan has done for this...
It seems that there is only time for the ancient ruins to descend, right?
If there is one word to describe Luochuan's attitude towards Origin Mall, "Suiyuan" is the best.
The business in the store depends on the kind of God's will.
But looking at it from another angle, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.
With the identity and strength of the boss, there is indeed no need to care about the business of Origin Mall. After all, opening a store is only out of interest.
"It seems that we arrived earlier." Wei Qingzhu put the umbrella next to the store door, looked around and said with a smile.
Rain water naturally remained on the umbrella, and it melted out of thin air when it fell on the ground in the store, as if it had never existed before.
The same goes for the rain on the customer's shoes.
It seems that the entire Origin Mall is a dust-free place, and no stains will remain here. In fact, this is indeed the case.
"After all, we live in Jiuyao City, not far from Origin Mall." Song Qiuying continued.
"By the way, because of Origin Mall, our house prices have gone up a lot, and we have made a fortune." Lin Wanshuang looked like a money fan.
"Don't many people read the Wu Po Cangqiang you wrote, and they still care about it?" Wei Qingzhu looked at her amusedly.
"This is different." Lin Wanshuang shook her head, her expression extremely serious.
Luochuan naturally noticed the three people entering the store and heard their conversation at the same time.
How should I say, they are considered to be the third of Luochuan's most powerful authors.
Luo Chuan thought in his heart whether to hold an offline author gathering, and it felt very interesting to think about it.
Yao Ziyan got up and walked over, whispering to Song Qiuying about the next plot.
It is exactly the reaction of the book fans when they see the author who has been following the work for a long time.
On the other hand, Song Qiuying was a little surprised.
She is also a loyal fan of Yao Ziyan, and every day she has nothing to do, she will look at the glory written by Yao Ziyan.
So, are these fans each other?
Luo Chuan touched his chin, feeling that things gradually became more interesting.
"I haven't figured this out yet." Song Qiuying spread her hands out embarrassedly, "I don't have the habit of writing outlines. I usually just write wherever I think."
"Hey, you are like the boss." Yao Ziyan looked back at Luochuan, with an inexplicable smile on his face, "The boss also thought of what to write."
And the most important thing is to write half of each, and then think of other stories, and continue the cycle.
Luo Chuan noticed Yao Ziyan's gaze and was a little puzzled.
What am I doing?
You may not believe it, but I have read the whole book.
Now it is just a slight modification and sent out, which is commonly known as the second creation.
So in a broad sense, the outline does exist, but in a narrow sense it does not exist.
Whether it exists or not is only between his thoughts.
Yao Ziyan naturally didn't know what Luo Chuan was thinking, she just took a look at him and then withdrew her gaze. Compared to Tucao Luo Chuan, she was more interested in the plot behind Song Qiuying's novel.
"Can I make a suggestion?" Yao Ziyan blinked.
"Talk about it." Song Qiuying said with a smile.
Wei Qingzhu and Lin Wanshuang were not in a hurry to buy new products, and they listened curiously to their conversation.
"It's whether the progress of the relationship between those two people can be speeded up a little bit." Yao Ziyan said what he thought in his heart, "It's really too slow, it makes people anxious."
Luo Chuan raised his eyebrows.
The relationship between those two people?
Which two people?
"Yes, yes, I think so too." Wei Qingzhu nodded repeatedly.
"We also told Qiu Ying before, but she has her own ideas." Lin Wanshuang shrugged helplessly.
The three of them are the same authors, and they will definitely look at the works written by each other, and then discuss the plot and make suggestions when nothing is wrong.
"Well, how do you say..." Song Qiuying tried hard to think about how to answer, "Although I don't have an outline, there is a general plot line in my mind, which is the so-called main line. And the current plot development is in line with my habits. , Also in line with your reading habits, if you change it, it will be very abrupt."
silence.
Facing the eyes of the three, Song Qiuying could only laugh helplessly: "Well, there is no outline..."
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