Shh, Ma'am has a bit too many vests

Sheng Cheng showed no mercy at all, and Qiu Yuebai's molars were about to fall out after being beaten.

The director of the dentistry smiled and helped him see the X-rays he had taken, and said, "Young people are all young and energetic, how can you fight with others?"

Qiu Yuebai was also quite embarrassed: "Uncle, it's all a misunderstanding. I have nothing to do now, so don't tell my parents."

The director also watched Qiu Yuebai grow up, he was an uncle, and said jokingly: "I can help you see the injury, but the injury is on the face, you have to wear a mask to go home to cover it up."

Qiu Yuebai said helplessly: "Then I won't go home for only ten days and half a month."

Qiu Yuebai could indeed not go home for ten days and half a month, since he came back from the organization, he rarely went home to live.

His current identity is still the Doctor in the organization, one of the members of the organization stationed in Pengcheng.And his parents also knew about it, they never cared too much about his whereabouts.

After all, they were the ones who sent him into the organization.

He helped Wen Yanwang cover up what happened last night.

But Ye Wan will definitely not give up on investigating the situation behind the 121 case, he still needs to find a way to delay Ye Wan's stay.

Although Ye Wan is only a logistics supporter in the organization, she has not participated too much in the 121 case, but she is very capable. Just being a member of the Red Shadow Alliance is enough for her to find clues about the 121 case.

Qiu Yuebai walked out of the dental clinic. There were long rows of seats in the waiting area. Jiang Xin was sitting on a seat on one side in a daze holding a box of chocolate gift boxes wrapped in a variety of beautiful things. The packaging box was made of transparent plastic. 26 chocolates wrapped in gold foil, bonbon, ginger, hazelnut...

Qiu Yuebai wrapped the iced square bag in one hand and put the other in his pocket, leaning against the window sill in the corridor opposite the waiting room.He is tall and dressed in white. When passing patients and nurses pass by, they can't help peeking and laughing.

Hey, it's her again, little ostrich.

Jiang Xin didn't realize that there was a handsome ascetic doctor standing by the window sill not far away, watching her with interest, but looked at the chocolate in his arms with a dejected expression.

Woohoo, she won't be able to eat sweets for a year with braces, why did someone send them to her at this time?
Jiang Xin's book was officially signed to Night Studio, and the other party sincerely sent her the first few episodes of the adaptation of her half-written work, and drew out key plots, asking her if it fit the original plot.

It is worthy of being a conscientious screenwriting studio in the industry. This is also too much respect for the original author.

For this sincerity, Jiang Xin stayed up late for half a month to add points to the novel that was originally scheduled to end at 30 yuan, and painstakingly continued to write it to 45 yuan until the finale.This makes the plot of the novel more complete and the characters richer, making it easier for the screenwriter to adapt the original work.

But after all, it is a light-hearted Xiaoyan online article, and it is still a little weak to adapt it into a script. Even on this basis, the screenwriting team invited her to join in the creation of the script.

Jiang Xin naturally knew how much she weighed, and her freshman year was about to start, but she still had to go to school, so she had to politely decline the bosses in the studio.

On the day when it was over, the editors of the platform released the first promotion of the work on the platform, which was still the film and television contract version. For a while, authors and readers from all walks of life on the platform gathered around, amazed, and all kinds of voices appeared.

"This author is newly signed, why did he sign the film and television adaptation in the first place?"

Jiang Xin: I also really want to know which boss in the studio is interested in it.

"Tch, the writing is at the level of a primary school student's composition, and he can still sign a film and television adaptation contract. There must be someone behind it."

Jiang Xin: Who is behind it? It's clearly a fairy.

"I've read this author's previous works, and they are so-so. Although they are humorous, they don't have any deep meaning."

Jiang Xin: I'm just Tu Yile, I didn't think about the depth, isn't web writing entertainment?

"The overlord's wife forced her bow and laughed at me to death, it's not a loss if she enters the pit."

Jiang Xin: Thank you so much.

"Before you get sour, laugh yourself to death. Based on how funny this work is, it's normal to change it to a low-budget web drama."

Jiang Xin: Hmm...

More and more messages followed...

"What kind of low-budget web drama? Didn't you see that the one who bought the rights was Night Studio?"

"Wow, the conscience of the industry, the scriptwriting team at the level of a national drama master. What a god the author is."

"What kind of fairy is big, the storyline is old-fashioned, the plot is childish and ridiculous, and the writing style is better than this."

……

Discussion voices were turbulent, and several forums frequented by the authors also opened several popular posts, all discussing how He De and He De of "The Overlord's Wife Hard Bow" could be favored by Night Studio and bought the copyright.

Jiang Xin has been reading novels for many years, and writing novels also created a few short stories. When has she ever seen such a scene where being discussed is like being executed in public?

She didn't log on to the platform at all, only on QQ and the editor's contact.

Sleep deeply at home, and make up for the inversion of sleep that I had previously retreated to write novels.

On the seventh day after the completion of the work, the platform sent the final payment to her bank account, and the text message "Ding", showing the seven-figure amount, scared her out of her wits while lying on the bed.

Only when I personally went to the bank counter to confirm, did I know that the remittance was really made by the platform.

This is the fee for Night Studio to purchase the copyright of her novel.

When Jiang Xin got home, she immediately opened QQ. The editor sent her nearly a hundred messages, and then opened the novel platform. 99+ comments appeared, and the data of comments, attention and favorites rushed to the top of the platform!

Jiang Xin's hands were trembling, and finally the phone rang, and the editor's annoyed voice came from the microphone: "Hey, Jiang Xin compares your heart? Why don't you read the information? Is there any?"

Jiang Xin was like dreaming: "Received...here."

The editor breathed a sigh of relief: "Remember to read the information in the future, the data of the platform, the technical department is processing it..."

Jiang Xin gave an inexplicable "hmm".

"The data is so scary, the technical department thought it was hacked, and the database background was about to collapse."

ha?
"To put it simply, Jiang Xin is more popular than Xin!"

Jiang Xin became the mainstay of the novel platform overnight. With a 45-word ancient saying work, it supported an incalculable number of viewers on the whole site. A person of the level of the Great God of Words.

Not only did she become a god in a book, but in reality, she also had a seven-figure deposit in her bank card, and she became a little rich woman reclusive in the city.

The first time Jiang Xin got money, the first thing she did was brace her teeth.

At the appointed time, just before leaving the house, there was an express courier in the same city. After asking her where she was on the phone, he delivered a box of British chocolates without any explanation.

Jiang Xin held the chocolate and waited for the nurse to call her number. Inside the box was a greeting card that said: Thank you for the story that warmed me, signed by Ye Wan.

Ye Wan?

The little doll who was sent away at the age of five?

Jiang Xin thought about it, she did tell fairy tales when she was a child when she was putting her to sleep.Not Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales, or Grimm's fairy tales, those stories are made up by her, there are no princes and princesses, some are about Sun Erniang beating tigers, bandits are out of love and become monks, Yang Liujing falls in love with monks, such bizarre and upside-down funny stories, she loves them the most. He is good at putting on crowns and wearing them, talking nonsense, and then making the Jiang family's little grandchildren laugh.

Unexpectedly, the little baby still remembers.

But why did she give me chocolates? There are so many chocolates that I can't finish them.

"Number 1520, Jiang Xin."

When Jiang Xin was worrying, the nurse called her number.

She was startled, and frantically stuffed the chocolate back into the paper bag it was wrapped in. The card fluttered from her knees to the floor by the window sill.

"Yeah ah..."

Jiang Xin bent down to pick it up, a slender white hand took a step ahead and picked it up gently.

"Hey, that's mine."

Jiang Xin raised her eyes and saw a very elegant face. The person who came was tall and straight, wearing a bloated white coat, which abruptly showed the taste of a brand-name windbreaker.

The doctor's eyes were smiling, the corners of his mouth were turned up, and his chin was black and blue, but he didn't hide his beauty to a degree. He was simply a man of stunning appearance.

Jiang Xin already had [-] words in her heart to describe this man's appearance, and in a blink of an eye, countless writing inspirations suddenly burst out.

Qiu Yuebai naturally didn't know what was going on in Jiang Xin's little mind, he just looked at the girl's big eyes filled with fleeting amazement, and then burst out with many strange lights.

Hehe, so cute, how come there are people in reality who have the shape of pentagrams in their eyes just like the characters in anime.

"No. 1520, is it there?"

The nurse is still calling.

Jiang Xin hurriedly took the card, blushing, "I'm sorry, the card is mine."

Qiu Yuebai stood up straight, causing Jiang Xin to look up at him.

so high.

"Hey, I'll give it back to you." The corners of Qiu Yuebai's mouth couldn't help but curl.

"Thank you." Jiang Xin smiled, the dimples at the corners of her mouth flickered, very hearty and cute.

Qiu Yuebai's heart throbbed inexplicably, and his smile continued unabated until Jiang Xin walked into the dental office.

A few nurses next to him smiled and reminded him: "Doctor Qiu, your things have fallen."

It wasn't until Qiu Yuebai woke up that the iced square bun in his hand had already dropped to the ground.

Several little nurses covered their mouths, laughing and watching him lose his composure.

Qiu Yuebai felt a sharp pain, it was really sour.

He remembered her name, and it turned out that her name was Jiang Xin.

Jiang Xin took an X-ray, and the dental director told her that two wisdom teeth would need to be pulled out for orthodontic treatment, and braces would need to be worn for a year.

"In that case, will it hurt for a year?" Jiang Xin was a little afraid of pain.

"It will hurt a little at first, but it will be fine later." The director said with a smile.

Well, everything will be fine.
Jiang Xin walked out of the hospital as quickly as a bird with her own bag on her shoulders, in a happy mood.

Qiu Yuebai leaned on the window sill of the upper floor, looking at this interesting little girl.

Today's sun seems to be brighter than usual, and the wind is warmer than usual, just because I met you today.