Chapter 121: Very disappointed Anhao

Domestically produced bad movies have been emerging in an endless stream, and novels like his didn't know that it would be changed to the point where it was totally unrecognizable.
Don't worry about spending money on special effects.
300,000 film and television rights purchased to make millions of special effects are incredible.
But when the contract was signed, the film and television rights were given to the website.
He has no power to decide whether or not to sell, but he can only watch if he sells.
At that time, he was still depressed for a while, he was devoting himself to this novel, but now he has to watch him destroy it.
But his wife comforted him: "Now the copyrights of many authors are only sold, and it doesn't matter how they are shot. There are so many novels that have been shot down. There are so many novels that are less than you, and there are not many more than you. With more than 100,000 copyright revenue, relax your mind."
This is the truth. Others say it is a glorious thing to sell the copyright of film and television.
But only the Miao Jiang Witch Doctor himself knew that he was still depressed in his heart.
Until the person who bought the copyright of the film and television, called, said that he hoped to meet himself and discuss the adaptation of the novel.
Even the adaptation is mentioned, is it really going to start shooting?
However, the adaptation can be adapted into a screenplay by someone special, so why should I come to him as the author?
With this question, An Hao came to the imperial capital.
At 2:50, he was able to reach the agreed coffee shop.
He was a little hungry now because he was dizzy and didn't eat anything by plane, but he was embarrassed to order something because the person he met did not come.
Just keep drinking coffee, Yu Guang has been looking at the door of the cafe.
Until 2.59, he glanced at his watch again, and then raised his head, he saw a teenager wearing a white loose T-shirt at the door, wearing light blue jeans, showing the sky-high leg length, stepping on white sneakers and pushing Open the glass door and walk in.
The teenager wears a mask. From the appearance of wearing it, he should belong to the clean and clear youth style.
However, there was a sharp smell on the opponent's eyebrows, and the black mask also smelled of a night knight.
Just when you push in the door from the outside of the cafe under the sun, it gives all the guests in the cafe a kind of kind. He brings the sun into the hall, with a holy and noble light.
Attracting everyone's attention.
Even An Hao couldn't help being attracted by such a young man.
The opponent's eyes were clean and pure and too dazzling, but they were so noble.
His sitting posture couldn't help being restrained.
He thought the boy came in to drink coffee, but the other party came directly towards him, and in An Hao's surprised eyes, stretched out his slender white left hand, as if with a funny smile: "Miao Jiang Witch Doctor, An Hao Isn't it sir? I'm the Junci who asked you to meet."
When Jun Ci entered here, he saw An Hao sitting by the window at a glance.
In the summer, he also wore a suit and vest, bringing out a somewhat serious elite fan.
According to the information that Gulu gave, this Miaojiang witch doctor was only an amateur author, and his post was a financial consultant for a company.
Very promising person.
At a young age, achievements are actually quite high, but by looking at his appearance, he is indeed not seen. He is the person who wrote the lingering, sad love story of the fairy tale of life and death.
"Mr. Jun?"
An Hao was a little shocked, because the exercise in the business field allowed him to keep shaking hands with Jun Ci politely, and he didn't even show any emotions on his face.
But I was very disappointed inside.
At such a young age, he looks like a student who is still studying.
Being able to buy his film and television rights is probably the kind of rich second-generation with a small amount of money at home, and it is estimated that it is a play ticket.
His disappointment hardly needs any words to describe.
The little expectation that had been there was also completely disappeared.