Sister, Shut Up!

He almost vomited blood again, but his eyes went dark, as if the end suddenly came.

This this……

Who wrote this riding horse?

Thinking of this question, Jiang Miao suddenly realized the answer, and turned her head to look directly at her dear senior sister.

"What, what's the matter?" Su Huai porridge was a little puzzled, stretched out his index finger to poke Jiang Miao's face, tilted his head and asked, "Seeing my exclusive interview, are you so happy?"

"..." The corners of Jiang Miao's mouth twitched, thinking that he was more than just stupid, he would probably go mentally demented after a few more times, "Senior sister, did you write the answer above?"

Su Huai Porridge leaned over and took a look, then giggled and raised her delicate chin: "What's the matter? Isn't it you who chased me?"

"...It's nothing." Jiang Miao held his breath and scrolled up, then pointed to the top line introducing Peach Jam's personal information, "Then how do you explain this? Did you secretly disclose it to my editor-in-charge?" of?"

"Ah?" Su Huai Congee was stunned for a moment, and after recalling for a while, he asked suspiciously, "Isn't this the personal information that they need to fill in at the end of the interview draft? I just filled it out for you after you went to cook that day."

"Hiss..." Jiang Miao clutched her chest, feeling a chill in her heart, but she didn't expect that the one who stabbed him in the back was his dearest senior sister!

"Then why didn't you tell me then?"

"I asked." Su Huai porridge was helpless and aggrieved, "I asked you if you want to read it again, and you said no, so I filled in the information according to the above requirements, and then sent it to you for editing."

Seeing the pitiful expression of the senior sister, Jiang Miao couldn't get angry all of a sudden, so she could only cover her face and sigh.

"I'm sorry..." Su Huai porridge poked Jiang Miao's stomach with his hand, and apologized softly in his ear, "Forgive me, please? I won't do it next time~"

Jiang Miao: "..."

In fact, he had already forgiven his senior sister, but the warm air in his ear accompanied by the soft begging sound made him feel comfortable, and Jiang Miao was completely intoxicated in it for a while.

This seemed to be the first time that Senior Sister spoke to him in such a soft and pitiful voice, so tender that he didn't want to forgive Senior Sister so that she could say a few more words.

"And it's actually fine now, you see that Ding Ning and the others didn't suspect you." Su Huai porridge said in a low voice, "It should be safe for the time being."

Jiang Miao was sullen and didn't speak.

Su Huai porridge thought that he was still angry, so she took the bread in his hand, tore open the package and fed him with her own hands, and took out the water cup she carried with her from her bag, and fed him water.

"Don't be angry, okay? Be good~ open your mouth~ ah~"

Like a child who did something wrong, Su Huai Congee tried his best to be courteous. After feeding the bread, he took the initiative to put his thigh on Jiang Miao's body, and held his hand to touch it.

Jiang Miao was amused by her behavior for nothing, so she couldn't pretend anymore, so she lay on the table and hummed and laughed.

Seeing his look that didn't look angry at all, Su Huai porridge was suddenly out of breath, and punched him on the back.

Fortunately, when the class time came, Jiang Miao escaped a round.

Su Huai porridge started to attend class seriously, Jiang Miao didn't bother him, and watched Qidian's interview again.

Looking at it, a white light suddenly flashed in his mind, thinking of what happened in the dormitory at noon.

When Gouzi was eating, he asked him inexplicably, "Is it the senior sister he chased?" Could it be that he saw this column?

Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Miao was startled, his back felt cold, and he suddenly felt that the situation had become serious.

……

At the same time, in the library.

Song Huanhuan is studying with Wang Xin.

But after seeing the link shared by Ding Ning in the group, Song Huanhuan stayed in the water group and shared it with Wang Zi.

Wang Zi glanced at the link in the group, and was a little dazed when he saw Peach Jam.

But upholding his duty to help his roommates keep secrets, Wang Xin didn't say much, just watched the play quietly.

Just at this time, Xun Liang sent another message.

[Ran Ran's Dog]: Prince Prince!I discovered a secret of Brother Jiang!Guess what?Super Madden! (funny)

Wang Zi raised his eyebrows, and thought of the link he had just shared in the group, and suddenly thought about it.

【Wash your hands frequently】: I don't know.

[Ran Ran's Dog]: The author of "My Girlfriend Is a Million Follower Up" that you read is Brother Jiang himself!

[Ran Ran's Dog]: Hahahahahahaha!

[Ran Ran's Dog]: Isn't it super explosive! ! !

[Ran Ran's Dog]: Brother Jiang doesn't know yet, don't tell him I said it, let's be quiet (dog head)

[Wash your hands frequently]: Oh.

Wang Xin's expressionless reply didn't feel overwhelming at all.

[Ran Ran's Dog]: Why are you so cold?

[Wash your hands frequently]: In the library, please do not disturb.

[Ran Ran's Dog]: Prince, you don't love me anymore!I am your beautiful princess! ! ! (crying.jpg)

Wang Zi didn't check WeChat any more, and turned off his phone directly.

At this time, Song Huanhuan from Shui Wanqun came to Wang Zi's side again, and shared with him the interesting story of peach jam with a smirk.

"My mother told me last time that there is a classmate who is very good at writing novels in school. Could it be this peach sauce?" Song Huanhuan suddenly became enlightened while chatting.

Wang Xin narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that things suddenly became difficult.

Sure enough, the next second, Song Huanhuan turned on her phone with great interest and found her mother's WeChat.

[Clean frequently]: Mom!Last time you told me about the classmate who wrote the novel, isn’t this the one?

【Frequent cleaning】: (link)

[Mom]: It should be, the title of the book is quite recognizable.

Song Huanhuan was overjoyed when he saw this, and asked questions quickly.

[Clean frequently]: Then do you know who it is? !What's the name of that classmate?

[Mom]: How can I remember this, it was so long ago.

[Clean frequently]: Then go to the parent group and ask!

[Mom]: I don’t even remember him, how can I ask, it’s so troublesome.

[Mom]: Hey, how is your boyfriend?

[Mom]: Let me tell you, you must pay attention to your sense of proportion, you know?

[Mom]: You are an adult, I can say some things directly, girls must be reserved, especially for that kind of thing, you have to take protective measures.

[Mom]: You are still in college, you have to know what is the most important thing.

[Clean frequently]: Mom!

[Clean frequently]: I said it all!It was a misunderstanding during the winter vacation!We didn't do that! ! !

【Mom】: Okay, okay, I know, I know.

[Mom]: In short, we must pay attention to safety, you know?

[Mom]: There is more.

[Clean frequently]: Stop!I have to learn, let's talk next time!

After finishing speaking, Song Huanhuan quickly turned off the phone, blushing and glanced at Wang Zi next to her.

At this moment, Wang Zi has completed today's learning tasks, and has opened his notebook to start typing.

In the past few days, under Jiang Miao's guidance, he has rewritten the beginning of the fourth edition, which is currently the fifth edition, which has allowed him to gradually explore some techniques for opening articles on the Internet.

Because he was writing a historical novel, Wang Zi did not hide it from Song Huanhuan, so Song Huanhuan also knew that he was writing a novel.

"Have you not finished the draft yet?" Song Huanhuan glanced at it. She was not interested in historical texts, so she just asked, "You are so strict in editing."

"En." Wang Zi nodded.

If Song Huanhuan knew that the so-called editor she was talking about was the Peach Jam she had asked her mother for her real name before, I don't know how she would feel.

But what she didn't know was that the mother on the other end opened the parent group after chatting.

【Parents Group】

[Song Huanhuan's mother]: (Link)

[Song Huanhuan's mother]: Some time ago, I remember which parent talked about the novel written by his son?

[Song Huanhuan's mother]: It seems to be the first one here.

[Song Huanhuan's mother]: She looks really good, and she has been interviewed on the official website.

……

Jiang Zhenguo, who was fishing far away in the fish pond, had a cigarette in his mouth, let go of the fishing rod, touched the water cup beside him, lifted the lid of the cup and took a sip, sighed comfortably, then took out his mobile phone to swipe .

When he saw the new news from the parent group, he raised his eyebrows.

Hey!

Isn't this his son?

196. Double social death before the end

Jiang Zhenguo's life is very simple now.

In addition to collecting rent to earn living expenses every month, I just wandered around in the neighboring area, and then I went to my father-in-law's fish pond to fish for a few poles when I got interested.

The fish pond of Jiang Miao's grandfather's house is managed by his uncle.

It doesn't matter if you say it, it's just that the water is pumped to catch fish every winter, and the small fry are kept and stocked, and harvested again in the next winter.

It is now April, and the fat fish in several ponds were just fished out two months ago, and the rest are small fry.

So Jiang Zhenguo came to fish to enjoy himself, and the fish fry he caught had to be thrown into the pond.

But he didn't expect that the fish in the pond was not caught, but the fish on the Internet took the bait on its own initiative.

When he saw the news in the wechat parent group, he immediately became interested, put the fishing rod in his hand aside, and clicked on the link sent by Song Huanhuan's mother.

The page automatically jumps to the official account of Qidian Chinese.com, and enters this column. The first line introduces the basic information of Peach Jam.