If the fantasy comes true, my wife will be another me

It was nearly ten o'clock when I got home.

Xu Xian walked into his room refreshed, planning to have a video update in the three days of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

By the way, I gave Xu Mengxian my ID card and bank card to sign a novel contract, so that she was also busy.

Xu Mengxian will most likely cheapen herself, it's good.

If she has a next life, then she will become a girl herself, so she will be cheap, of course, the premise is that she will be a boy in the next life.

If Xu Mengxian is still a girl in her next life, then she can't accept Lily, a straight man of steel.

Of course, none of this is likely.

Xu Mengxian's appearance is outrageous enough.

If there is a next life, then he will simply not live.

Reopen directly to the rich family, and reopen it again after casting the wrong tire.

Xu Xian thought wildly, even if he was asked to make videos without sleep, he would not be sleepy now.

"Do you know how to write novels?" he

asked, puzzled, after finding his ID and bank card.

Xu Mengxian was amused: "Will you?"

"I will definitely be."

She shrugged her shoulders: "That's fine, another me." "

It makes sense, most of the things he knows Xu Mengxian will also, this girl doesn't need to learn anything, she can master his nine years of compulsory education, plus seven years of exam-oriented education, and the things she has learned in the whole sixteen years are in vain for her.

Fortunately, he is not a graduate student now, otherwise he would have given nineteen years of knowledge for nothing, although Xu Mengxian has no academic qualifications -

after uploading all the information on the signing page with a computer, click Submit to pass, and a novel called "Even if it is a school flower, it is very strong" appears on Xu Mengxian's author's homepage, and the avatar is still a triumphant money leopard.

Realism?

Xu Xian clicked on the first few chapters of the novel, and after reading it carefully, he found that it was not realistic, Xu Mengxian wrote a sexual transfer.

It's the protagonist who was originally a boy becomes a girl after being bound by the system.,And then all kinds of men and women eat the plot.。

It's old-fashioned.

Xu Xian reminded: "You turned out to be a girl, but you just have my memory and thinking."

Xu Mengxian was speechless: "I didn't write about myself." "

That's fine.

I'm afraid that it won't take long for this girl to write, so she will substitute for it.

Xu Xian saw her clicking on the chapter beautifully, and the speed of her hand was very fast to code words on her mobile phone, probably because the idea of the plot had already been thought out, and the speed of writing a novel was faster than drawing.

"This eggplant novel is recommended for 100,000 words, you only have more than 20,000 words now, how explosive it is to attract readers, and the readers of this software tend to be younger, most of them are students between the ages of twelve and eighteen, don't write too highly. "

Xu Xian once wanted to write online articles to make some money, so I learned about the style of this software, and the author of this software was most afraid of readers, and if the reading rate did not go up, it would be wasted.

He didn't dare to bet on whether readers would be able to read books, so he chose to make videos, and by the way, some illustrations were better than writing novels.

Of course Xu Mengxian knew this, and at the same time, she nodded casually: "If you don't want to explode, you can make some money." "

She still owes Xu Xian more than 2,000 yuan.

Xu Xian saw that the other party had entered the state of writing novels, so he didn't bother much, returned to his position and began to reprint the last video to other platforms to expand the popularity.

I asked for a one-click triple in the comment area below the last video on the main platform, and then I was replied to by various kinds: next time, definitely.

It's a world full of white prostitutes.

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was close to the early hours of the morning.

Xu Xian had already slept, and the snoring came and went.

He dreamed.

I dreamed that I walked into the palace of marriage with Xu Mengxian, surrounded by familiar people and some guests I had never seen.

The host said those very happy words, and then began to let them wear rings to each other, Xu Xian's hands trembled excitedly, and he also clung to the quilt while lying in reality.

In the dream, just as he was about to put on the ring for Xu Mengxian, there was a noise outside the hall.

A young man rushed in with a few big men and grabbed Xu Mengxian, and said arrogantly: "She is mine!"

Xu Xian wanted to go over and grab the fiancée in his dream, but he was surrounded by big men and beaten with fists, and the touch was very real.

He remembered the young man's smug face, which was full of disdain and mockery, and it was very inadequate.

Then the young man had the face of 'Xu Xian'.

This guy turned out to be himself

? A few big men are his muscular versions of his good brothers?

He snatched his fiancée?

Xu Xian was stunned, and then woke up from a dream.

"You're fucking one-on-one!" he

sat up from the bed, his arms bruised.

It was pitch black in front of him, only the faint light of the city outside the window reflected in, and he exhaled in a cold sweat, realizing that it was just a nightmare.

Why do you have such dreams?

He looked around in a trance, and his heart palpitated.

In what era, Zhou Gong still gave him this kind of old-fashioned drama dream of robbing people's girls? And it's weird and real.

But this dream is really interesting, there is actually a plot of robbing his wife, Hollywood doesn't dare to shoot like this.

He got out of bed, took the thermos cup from the computer desk, opened it and drank cold water, and he was no longer sleepy.

He pursed his lips a little dry, and looked at the full moon hanging in the night sky outside the window in a trance, feeling uncomfortable.

Although this is a society governed by the rule of law, he felt powerless when he was beaten by his brothers in his dream just now.

If you want to guard a person, not to mention that you have to have a lot of money, at least you have to pass the fight, right? Anyway, it's very embarrassing to be beaten up.

Xu Xian lifted the corner of his clothes and looked at the few uneven abdominal muscles on his body, if he didn't close his stomach, it was equivalent to nothing.

He immediately understood.

has been decadent for so many years, and now his body is beaten even in his dreams, and he is not manly at all.

It's useless to be tall, the four years of free and casual life in college made him live a half-crippled life, and now that Xu Mengxian is by his side, he can't do it without showing some real ability.

Thinking of this, he immediately added another goal to himself.

Exercise every morning and evening after dinner.

Although it doesn't come in handy much in reality, he doesn't want to be beaten by a group of big men next time he dreams, especially if he may have a dream of getting married in the future.

Holding his forehead and thinking it's a little funny.

I was actually forced to let the nightmare give inspiration.

I found the mobile phone next to the bed in the dark and glanced at the time, it was already more than two o'clock in the morning, and everything was silent.

Can't sleep.

Xu Xian walked to the windowsill with some annoyance, there was a vacant place to sit, and many people's windowsills in the community could sit and occasionally look at the scenery outside the window.

He is no exception, he can't sleep or play with his mobile phone, he can only see the scenery, but there are many places in the city where the lights are out, and the scenery that can be seen is not so gorgeous.

The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, but this festival seems to have an indescribable magic that can make people sad.

Suddenly, I can understand that poets who wrote poems in the Mid-Autumn Festival in ancient times are easy to come to the night when they are free, and the mourning culture may be very popular in ancient times, and they are all masters of emo.

Xu Xian suddenly remembered something, and patted his head regretfully.

Oops! I forgot a very important thing!

I should take a few photos of Xu Mengxian under the bridge today, and I can also look at them when I can't sleep at night.