The Great Writer of One Piece

After Luo Hong left, Xinxiang acted as the president of the newspaper.

"Xinxiang, the sales of Nautical Killers have dropped a little this month." The sales of cards should have reached a bottleneck, and they have dropped significantly this month.

It was Ibuki who spoke, and he is no longer a reporter, but has taken up the post of Xinxiang's deputy.

"We have to find a way." Xinxiang didn't expect that Luo Hong had just left for a few days, and he had a big problem here.

what to do? You can't tell the boss now, can you?

The current newspaper office in Chambord bought a few phone bugs. If you want to contact them, you can contact Luo Hong. However, now that I have just been hired as an agent, if I encounter problems, I will go to the boss. Isn't that a disappointment to the boss' high expectations? . No, you have to figure it out yourself.

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Yibui walked up to Xiangxiang, the two of them were in the same office, so it was very convenient to communicate.

Xinxiang knocked on the desk with his left hand, but still did not reply to Yibuki's words. At this moment, he was conceiving a plan.

"Yibuki, tell me, how about we make a special issue?" After making the decision, Xinxiang slapped the table, which surprised Yibuki next to him.

"What special issue?" Yibuki asked in a daze before he could react.

Xinxiang gave Yibui a blank look. Anyway, you also work for a newspaper, so why don't you even know about the special issue, "That's right, alas, you don't understand even after telling me, so, I'll get it out later, you can take a look."

"Uh, alright." Yi Bui didn't care, since he was also a handyman anyway.

After talking to Yibuki, Xinxiang lay down on the table and wrote a plan.

Yiqiu waited for a long time, and when he was about to fall asleep, Xinxiang finally raised his head suddenly and said, "Okay, take a look!" "Why do you always like to scare people?" The drowsy Yi Chui was agitated, and looked at Xinxiang resentfully.

"Don't talk about it, just take a look." Xinxiang didn't talk to Yibuki, and threw the copy over.

Yibuki caught the copy in a hurry, "Show me what." Even so, Yibuki spread out the manuscript and read it. "Huh? Are you going to make a big sailing pk westbound?"

In Xinxiang's copywriting, it is written at the beginning that the next issue will use half of the space to write about the battle between the characters in the great voyage and the journey to the west. "How is it? Now that the era of great voyages is coming to an end, it is just to take advantage of this opportunity to connect and boost the sales of Nautical Killer. What do you think?" After reading Yibui, Xinxiang asked him.

"You have a good suggestion, but who will write it?" Yibuki thinks this plan is good, the key is, now that the boss has gone on a trip, who will complete the plan?

This is a problem, after Xinxiang stroked his beardless chin, he locked his eyes on Yibuki's face.

"What are you looking at me for?" Yi Chui touched his face, nothing dirty? What the hell is this guy staring at me for? Could it be, thinking of this, Yiqiu felt a chill, no, he had to move out.

Xinxiang didn't know that Yiqiu's thinking was wrong, and after staring at Yiqiu for a while, he said, "I think you are pretty good."

"Ah? Don't, I'm not good." As soon as Xinxiang said it, Ibuki hurriedly refused, but after he said a word, he realized that Xinxiang was talking about the special issue, "Eh. I can't write well, and, Both of us have learned it, why should I write it alone."

"In the past, you were the editor of the newspaper, and your foundation was much stronger than mine. At that time, you insisted on becoming a reporter, and the big boss had no choice but to let you become a reporter. If you fool anyone, you can't fool me." Xinxiang and Ibuki, I learned a lot of new words from Luo Hong.

Yi Chui rubbed his head. He had indeed been an editor before, but is there any necessary connection between this writing, "Well, I can't write it if I have been." "I will write with you. If I can't write it, the planning But it’s for nothing.” The copywriting that Xinxiang managed to come up with, he wouldn’t give up just like that.

"Um, well, since you want to try, then try." Seeing that he was not the only one who suffered, Ibuki didn't refuse, two people are better than one.

In this way, the two of them stayed in this room for two days, and the meals during the period were delivered by the staff of the newspaper.

"Phew, it's finally finished." After two days of struggle, the two of them finally finished the article. "Staying with the boss for so long is not in vain." Before Luo Hong said to the two of them, it is not enough for the newspaper to be written by himself all the time. In the future, more authors should be added to ensure the healthy development of the newspaper.

Unfortunately, there are two of them among the added people. From time to time, Luo Hong would let the two of them receive his teachings at night, not to mention, the results are finally coming out.

The two of them suffered a lot during these two days. It's Calvin again, and deliberation at the same time. Sometimes, I can't hold back a word for a long time.

"Let me take a look first." Xinxiang picked up several pieces of manuscript paper with great satisfaction. Although the boss can produce so much in one night, the two of us are still newcomers, and it is not bad to be able to produce so much in two days.

This special issue, according to Xinxiang's copywriting, is to knead the characters in the two novels together and make a hodgepodge.

"In the new capital of Han Dynasty, a few strange travelers came from the east. One of them was wearing a navy uniform and walked in the front. The people behind him were all unusually weird swordsmen whose faces were covered by hats, and they were fat. There is a pig-headed man, and there is another one, who is the most eye-catching among them-a giant who is nearly four meters tall, with a heavy burden on his shoulders.

There are several people in this group, walking on the streets of Hanxin Capital, there are quite a few people who turn their heads back.

‘Several guests, are you staying at the hotel? ’ Just as a few people were walking, a hotel clerk on the side of the road greeted them.

‘Master, it’s getting late, let’s rest for a while. ’ The first one to speak among the few people was the pig-headed man.

The man in military uniform looked back at the pig-headed man, ‘Wu Neng, let’s meet the ruler of Han Kingdom first. ’ ‘That’s right, brother, it’s still important to get down to business. ’ The giant carrying the burden also assisted the man in military uniform.

‘Master, let’s rest first, anyway, I won’t be able to leave the city today, and I can leave the city directly after meeting the king tomorrow. ’ The swordsman seemed to agree with the pig-headed man's suggestion.

'Yeah, yeah, you see, senior brother has lost like this. ’ The pig-headed man supported by the swordsman became more active.

The man in the uniform shook his head helplessly, 'Okay, I'll just listen to your brother Wukong. '

'My name is Hawkeye. '

'Okay, Hawkeye. '"

My eyes are very uncomfortable, I can only do so much today, please forgive me