I really don't want to read

Lin Xiaoxian's voice was harsher than usual, and the study committee members were at a loss.

"I asked you, have you had dinner?"

As soon as the words came out, the study committee member understood and pretended that there was a flying saucer outside the window to avoid his gaze.

"Ask you, have you had dinner? Answer."

"No."

"why do not you eat."

"There is... There is a question..."

"Hehe, I knew it!"

Lin Xiaoxian sighed deeply, and felt relieved. It was a rare opportunity to be a study committee member.

He was a little angry at the beginning, but when he thought about it carefully, under his "influence", Zhou Jia was not as stubborn and rigid in his studies as before, and it was not too much to "go crazy" once in a while.

After all, this is a part of her personality, if this part is missing, then she will not be the awkward girl Lin Xiaoxian is familiar with.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoxian no longer had a straight face, and his tone was no longer harsh.

Slowly pulling her wrist and touching it, it was unsurprisingly cold.

"Didn't Chen Chen have a hand warmer?"

"She brought it back, and I didn't have time to borrow it." The flying saucer seemed to fly away, and Zhou Jia shifted her gaze to Lin Xiaoxian again.

"I have a lot at home, I'll bring you one tomorrow."

After Lin Xiaoxian finished speaking, he fell silent, covered and rubbed intently, and did not continue until the ten beautiful fingers of the study committee member were not too cold, and then continued:

"If you don't have a hand warmer, just pour some hot water and hold it."

"Hold it, but it gets cold again soon."

"That's true. Do you know what the temperature is today? You're still sitting by the window, don't know where to change?"

"I..."

"What are you? You are still a study committee member. I don't know how to work around..."

"you..."

"What about me? If I catch a cold again, the devil won't bother to visit you..."

"..."

The study committee member stopped talking, and there were two slightly bulging pouches on his cheeks.

Don't you just catch a cold? If you don't watch it, don't watch it!

Originally, he was the one who insisted on coming last time, but Zhou Jia actually didn't want to see him at all, so what's the big deal...

The study committee member pursed his mouth tighter and tighter, blinked his slender eyelashes tremblingly twice, then fixedly looked at Lin Xiaoxian, showing a strong yet aggrieved look.

"What? Say you're still not convinced?"

"Ha ha."

"..."

Lin Xiaoxian said in his heart that it was really cool for less than three seconds, and finally heheed the study committee member once, and he was heheed back by her again.

"In this weather, it's cold and affects the stomach if you don't eat dinner. What I said is not unreasonable. Why are you not convinced?"

"Even if it makes sense, I'm not convinced."

Hey girl.

Lin Xiaoxian laughed angrily at her, and leaned over:

"Student Zhou Jia, you are so stubborn, are you actually acting like a baby?"

"I do not have."

Classmate Zhou Jia denied it, and then her earlobes started to turn red.

"Really?"

"real..."

more red.

Lin Xiaoxian was persuasive and persuasive, gently pressing circles on her palm, with a soft and gentle voice:

"It's okay, you can tell me quietly, I promise not to laugh at you."

"..."

The devil's whisper shook the study committee member, and he stared at the exercise book for four or five seconds, and then his moist lips finally moved:

"...Who...who told you to come here and kill me..."

After speaking, her gaze continued to be fixed on the innocent exercise book. Although her cheeks were still bulging with anger, her neck and face were already as red as the sunset.

The study committee members want to act like a baby, but they don't say it; if they act like a baby, they don't say it.

"good."

"how..."

"Don't leave after school tonight."

"Eh?"

Lin Xiaoxian couldn't take it anymore, the study committee member perfectly poked Lin Xiaoxian's cute spot, today she must be put in his arms and moved for a good meal before letting her go...

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After school, Lin Xiaoxian finished moving the study committee members in the grove and went home contentedly.

As soon as he got home, Lin Xiaoxian looked for hand warmers first.

He bought three before, with the same style and three different prints, namely Brother Squidward, SpongeBob SquarePants and Patrick.

SpongeBob gave it to his younger sister, and found out the other two. Brother Octopus gave it to Zhou Jia and Gu Xiaoyan, and sent Daxing to himself and Su Yuan.

"What about me?" Mu Changqing interrupted suddenly because he didn't want to watch TV.

"you do not need."

"Why!"

"That one is for warming your hands. You are nestling at home every day. Do you need it?"

"Why don't you need it? It's cold at home too, there are air leaks everywhere..."

"The thatched house you mentioned, besides, there is an electric heater at home."

"Then I didn't stay at home all the time."

Mu Changqing counted his fingers:

"When you were in school, I would occasionally go out shopping, eat... and... still go shopping, eat..."

In short, it was just shopping and eating, like a small train, Lin Xiaoxian wondered if my aunt's English name in Hawaii was Thomas.

"Don't make excuses, you don't need it when you go out, you have your own hand warmer."

Lin Xiaoxian made a gesture of inserting his hands into his chest, everything was said without saying anything, then he went into the bedroom and checked the author's background and bank balance after a long absence.

"Oh... no way..."

Lin Xiaoxian looked at the series of numbers, feeling a little worried.

This manuscript fee is at most enough to meet the rigid needs of a set of two rings and three sets, and it is still far from Lin Xiaoxian's goal.

Just in front of the villa that he promised to buy for his aunt, these manuscript fees are not enough.

According to Lin Xiaoxian's plan, if he didn't earn the money for a villa before the age of 25, it would be a failure.

"Okay, open a new book!"

Lin Xiaoxian has decided, double open.

Anyway, it doesn't matter what the following content is, as long as the fame is there, there will always be someone who knows the goods and loves it.

As for the new book, Lin Xiaoxian took a look at his current writing skills, and with the accumulation of various accumulations in the past three months, the book that he was afraid to write at the beginning seems to be ready now, and his heart is filled with a feeling of writing like a god. confidence.

However, after three months passed, Lin Xiaoxian first had to confirm whether the book still did not exist.

He entered keywords such as etc. on various websites, and then Baidu searched the famous plot that is well-known in the novel world, and finally confirmed that the masterpiece of this life has not yet been born.

So, Lin Xiaoxian took a new pseudonym that sounded weird, then put on the earphones, held his breath, and after 3 minutes of meditation, typed the introduction of the new book on the keyboard eloquently:

Has a white fox face, wears a pair of swords embroidered with winter and spring thunder, and wants to be number one in the world;

At the bottom of the lake there is a white-haired old man who loves to eat meat;

An old servant with missing front teeth carries his sword box;

On the mountain there was a young master-uncle riding a green bull, who dared not go down the mountain;

There is a girl killer who rides a big cat and carries sunflowers...

After finishing the introduction, Lin Xiaoxian took a deep breath, and wrote out the 5w words overnight. After thinking about it, he sent the manuscript to another literature website, which is also an old enemy of the Chinese website of the terminal: Qianmo Literature.

207 "Snow" and Snow

Qianmo Literature, editorial department.

Reviewing manuscripts is hard work, but having no good manuscripts to review is the greatest hardship.

Wild Boar, as the old editor-in-chief of Qianmo Literature's fantasy and fantasy classification, he often lamented that the two leading platforms, Qianmo Literature and Dingdian Chinese.com, used to be on equal footing, but now the gap is widening year by year.

Looking at the works recommended on the homepage that were still at the level of a few years ago, Wild Boar felt edgy.

In this era when traffic is king, capital is king, and user base is king, Wild Boar is deeply aware that Qianmo Literature has missed the best time to discover and cultivate platform-exclusive master authors.

Although in the past few years, Qianmo Literature also paid a lot of money and dug several platinum grades from other websites, including Dianzhong Chinese.com, the situation of the platform has also improved.

But in the end, after all, they were no match for the god-making movement backed by strong capital and the exclusive customized ecological monopoly. Not only did a few platinums return to their old clubs, but those who remained in Qianmo also seemed to be lingering.

IP, IP, IP.

Big IP is the last word.

If Qianmo Literature wants to continue to compete with its old rivals, it urgently needs a work with out-of-the-box influence and easy to adapt various derivative works.

But looking at the current works of Qianmo, there are works that meet the requirements, but not many, and there are no high-quality works.

Especially in fantasy and fantasy, every time the wild boar looks at it, the top ones are still the god kings, god emperors, and those routines of fighting against heaven and earth, and they can't beat the opponents of the same type and more popular ones.

The same is true for other categories, the urban channel is still a clairvoyant, soldier king, genius doctor and so on.

vulgar!

Tasty!

Take these old-fashioned urban novels, and compare them with the one on the terminal network, and the verdict will be judged!

So in general, Qianmo literature is very short of works now, and lacks good works.

So early this morning, Wild Boar arrived at the editorial department. After handling the daily work of the editor-in-chief, he joined the team of finding good works like other editors in charge.

"...well, memes are quite popular..."

"Damn, didn't this copy the one next door... Well, it seems to be copied well, so I signed it!"

......

The editor-in-chief Wild Boar has a spirit of digging for gold in dung. After reading a few regular works, he stopped his eyes on a newcomer's contribution.

"Beiliang Prince's Mansion is located in Qingliang Mountain, with thousands of households and extremely prosperous civil engineering..."

Martial arts?

Or Xianxia?

Well, let’s ignore the classification for the time being. In short, the wild boar still finds it relatively novel. After reading a chapter unconsciously, I found that such a style of writing is rare in online articles.

"It should be written by the uncle, those people who are fans of Jin Yong..."

In fact, wild boars have always been unfavorable to the things written by those people, because the attributes of web writing are low, and few of them have good grades.