Divine Lucky Star

Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Are you actively seeking to become a little brother?

After chatting and joking around with everyone in the group for a while, Wang Hao started to get busy again.

Currently, he was like a mascot in this production crew; no one dared to say “no” to him when he was online—Yang Yunfei’s precedent was still there! @@novelbin@@

Therefore, since he had such an advantage, naturally, he couldn’t waste it.

What was most important now, without a doubt, was to continue developing his downlines, ranked first on his list.

“Break the Heavens” already had the golden sunflower ghostwriting, and the writing was pretty good. With his example, he could continuously repeat the process to quickly build up his career.

“Now the plot outline for ‘Devouring the Stars’ is basically perfected; what’s missing is a good writer,” Wang Hao stroked his chin, “Where should I look? Find a studio?”

There have always been studios in the online literature circle; each studio had trained many ghostwriters specifically for continuous writing tasks. So, if one needed a ghostwriter, going to a studio was the most direct choice.

“Let’s give it a try; today is my lucky day, invincible!” Wang Hao immediately entered Dragon Mountain’s black market, quickly finding several studio QQ numbers.

He first added a studio called Wenhao Studio and sent a message—

Wang Ritian, “Hi, are you there?”

Wenhao Studio, “Hi, yes, I am. What do you need?”

Wang Ritian, “It’s like this, I have a story here. I’ve already written the initial outline but I don’t have much time to write, do you have any writers with good penmanship available?”

Wenhao Studio, “Sure, what genre?”

Wang Ritian, “Science fiction.”

Wenhao Studio, “Science fiction huh, that genre is a bit niche, I’m not sure how it’ll fare. Let me ask.”

About ten minutes later, they replied—

Wenhao Studio, “Actually, I did find someone who has written science fiction before; their writing is decent too. Want me to send you some of their work?”

Wang Ritian, “Yeah, send it over.”

Soon after receiving the file sent by the other side, Wang Hao glanced through it and immediately shook his head, “The writing is just mediocre, and it’s too clichéd. This setting of hatred is simply brain-dead, definitely not acceptable.”

Wang Ritian, “Do you have anyone better? This one isn’t very good.”

Wenhao Studio, “There are, but the price is a bit higher, starting at thirty per thousand words.”

Damn, that’s expensive?

Thirty per thousand words, six thousand words a day is one hundred eighty, nearly six thousand a month; with my current financial condition, I definitely can’t afford that…

It seems the studio route isn’t feasible for now; the poor ones can’t produce the effect, and the good ones are too pricey.

Damn it, I am supposed to be lucky today; looks like the approach is wrong!

Just as Wang Hao was considering another strategy, he suddenly felt the entire production crew quiet down, then he heard a deep voice say—”Hello, you are Wang Hao, right? I’m Fang Wenbin, can we talk in private for a moment?”

Curiously turning his head, the first thing that caught his eye were long, straight legs followed by sharply defined six-pack abs, muscular pectorals above, and further up was a ruggedly handsome face as if chiseled by a knife…

What’s going on? I was just thinking about finding someone to write “Devouring the Stars,” and suddenly someone pops up; are you actively volunteering to be my underling?

But that guy’s kind of handsome—just a bit more than me!

“Ah, yes, that’s me, hello hello,” Wang Hao quickly stood up, extending his hand first, “May I know what it is you need?”

“Well, I have a personal matter to consult you about, this way please.” Fang Wenbin elegantly made a gesture, causing the hearts of all the surrounding crew girls to skip a beat!

“Oh, sure,” today is my lucky day, bring it on! Let’s see what trouble you’re trying to stir!

Exiting the setting, Fang Wenbin led Wang Hao to a nearby cake shop, where the seven people with him were already seated. As soon as Wang Hao entered, one silver-haired guy instantly chuckled, “He’s just an ordinary little guy, average looking, upper-middle at best. I can’t believe Brother Wen Bin was worried over something like this.”

The guy sitting next to him said, “Exactly, you can find guys like this everywhere. Now that we’ve seen him in person, we probably don’t need to worry anymore, right?”

One girl commented, “He’s probably only about 177cm tall. Average physique, can’t compare to Brother Wen Bin. Looking at his face, it’s passably above average. His hair is shiny, indicating good health, probably wears mainstream clothes, a few hundred a set. His shoes are plain, no watch on his wrist—seriously, such a low-profile guy, and Brother Wen Bin acts like he’s facing a major threat, it’s totally not his usual style!”

Another girl then said, “Ever heard of ‘Love is blind’? Ice Princess has always been the woman of Brother Wen Bin’s dreams. Suddenly someone appears by her side, who wouldn’t be nervous? I heard that not long ago Ice Princess just had a blind date with that Zhao from the Zhao family, Zhao Zhenhao. What came of it, we still don’t know, but they say Zhao Zhenhao has not been in good spirits lately, surely he wasn’t successful.”

The previous girl then agreed, “That’s true. Although he’s a minor character, disrupting the balance still deserves some attention.”

Their discussion was in hushed voices, but Wang Hao could vaguely hear them.

“Looks like these people came with bad intentions today,” Wang Hao thought to himself, “They’ll find it’s not so easy to mess with me, hehe.”

At this moment, he and Fang Wenbin were sitting face to face when Fang Wenbin, smiling, asked, “Would you like something to drink?”

“No need,” Wang Hao shook his head, smiling, “Judging by your attire and demeanor, you aren’t an ordinary person, and you have the surname Fang, from a notable background, right? What do you want to ask?”

“Talking with a smart person really is convenient,” Fang Wenbin smiled pleasantly, “It’s simple. I want to know your relationship with Miss Yaning.”

This guy sure is straightforward…

“We don’t really have a relationship,” Wang Hao thought for a moment, “We’re friends, the kind that can occasionally chat.”

He was merely telling the truth, but he didn’t expect that as soon as these words came out, the group that had been softly discussing suddenly all fell silent, their eyes widening.

Even Fang Wenbin looked completely incredulous, absolutely dumbfounded!