Rescue Raiders Those Years [Quick Transmigration]

Are you going to Bianchi's house?

For a moment, Li Junqun felt that two villains appeared in his heart.On the one hand, she kept repeating to tell her not to be so cowardly, and to rush forward if she had a dream, and on the other hand, she was reminding her that Bianchi had been miserable enough by her today, and if she continued to torment, she might have no bed to sleep in the future.

After struggling and weighing in his heart, Li Junxuan made a decisive choice——

"If you can, I will be honored."

Seeing her serious look, Bianchi shook his head.

So, the two got into a taxi heading to Bianchi's house together.

On the way, Bianchi was looking at her mobile phone all the time, the pale light shone on her face, and the dim yellow street lamps and neon lights in the distance formed one piece.

Li Junqun glanced at the driver and raised his hand to type:

[Tomorrow's Frivolous: What are you doing? 】

On the side, Bianchi smiled when he saw the news.

【Bianchi: I'm replying to your message. 】

Li Junxuan: ...

[Tomorrow's Frivolous: You know that's not what I meant. =_=]

Seeing the depressed little expression, Bianchi sent a little bear covering his face and laughing.

[Bianchi: I'm reading a book. 】

[Li Junxuan: What are you looking at? 】

[Bianchi: Look at people and nature. 】

[Li Junxuan: ... Isn't this a show on TV? 】

【Bianchi: ...that thing is called Animal World. 】

[Li Junqu: Really?I haven't watched TV for a long time. 】

[Bianchi: Why can I hear a smell of impoverished mountainous areas in a sentence that is obviously normal? 】

[Li Junqu: Because rich people like to pretend to be poor? 】

Bianchi: ...

You are really welcome.

【Bianchi: I will continue reading, you should be in a daze. 】

[Li Junqu: I don't. 】

[Bianchi: ... don't you?You don't what do you want to do? 】

Li Junxuan hesitated, and finally only typed four words:

[Li Junqu: I also read books. 】

A ruthless "hahahaha" flashed in Bianchi's heart, but he remained as quiet as a chicken on the outside.

When Li Junqian talks about reading, that is really reading.

She clicked on the Lujiang APP, and the only book in her collection was Bianchi's new book.

She clicked in, looked at the catalog, and found that they were all updated on the hour, not bad at all.

She looked at the details of the book again, and because it was too generous, it was directly listed on the trending searches. This 15-word book is still a seedling book in Li Junqu's eyes, and the collection has reached [-].

Accustomed to seeing hundreds of thousands of collections in the backstage at the end, Li Junqian didn't care much about the one hundred thousand.She didn't know much about the platform of Lujiang, but she heard a lot from Qianfeng's mouth how the marketing ghosts of the website turned decay into magic, promoted the book to a certain degree of popularity, attracted investors to invest and adapted it, and finally Earn a lot of money.

And those who have popularity are all around 200 million.

Bianchi's book... only [-].

If you look at Bianchi’s book in the same way that Maokong reads the master’s first order and then proceeds to the future of the book, no matter how you look at it, it is full of the word "pushing".

Li Junxuan clicked on Maokong, and the homepage really had a piece of [Why send spring breeze to change the website? ], [Ji Chunfeng: The magical author whose emotion is greater than reason], [How did Ji Chunfeng smash a good hand of cards? ], [Rationally analyze whether it is because of the subject matter of the new book sent to the spring breeze that hit the street].

Regardless of the line of work, older people will always be under observation when they recover and start new ones.

Just talking about the online literature circle, even if your article data is only tens of thousands less than that of the last book, you will be ridiculed from all aspects without dead ends.

Li Junxuan shook his head and returned to Lujiang.

Lujiang's APP is very old, and the progress bar is not at the end of the latest chapter, but at the beginning of each chapter.

Li Junqun, who is used to the Dianjiaqiqi APP, is not used to it.

She was thinking in her heart whether to change the platinum contract at the end point, at least change the contract at the side pool, greatly increase the benefits, and pull people back from the website, and swipe the screen with her finger.

Looking at it, a strange sense of déjà vu rose in her heart.

Looking down at the title, it is a story about the entertainment industry.

The entertainment industry...why does it feel familiar?

Li Junqun was a little confused for a while, her fingers kept turning the pages, so she didn't care too much.

Maintaining such a quiet atmosphere until Bianchi's house was downstairs, when he got off the car, Li Junqun had already successfully tied.

After turning off the phone, she pressed her eyes slightly, and led the way into the elevator by the side pool.

The door of the room was opened, and Fanpan let out an aggrieved "wow".Bianchi threw the bag containing the clothes on the sofa casually: "Sit down, I'll go get things."

Li Junxuan sat down and looked around.

The decoration here is not much different from Bianchi's home in Nanwan.

In front of him, Fanpan looked at Li Junqun, an outsider, with extreme vigilance, and yelled from time to time to express his dissatisfaction.

When Li Junqian saw it, he thought of Wuyun's claws that night, heaved a sigh of relief, forced a smile and nodded: "Hello."

Fanpan: "Wow!"

Just when Li Junxuan was thinking about whether he welcomed him or not, Bianchi came out with two notebooks in his arms.

Looking at Li Junque strangely, Bianchi put down the computer and said, "Come on."

Li Junxuan: ...

"Come...what are you doing?" Li Jun asked suspiciously.

"Come and write, otherwise what else can you do?" Bian Chi said: "You have one, I have one, and they will compete in spelling on the spot. Whoever can type faster will be the one on top."

Once a game involves things between the bed, the nature will change from "entertainment" to "sports meeting".

Li Junqian looked a little serious: "Are you serious?"

Bianchi: "Yes."

In the next second, Li Junqun did not refuse as Bianchi expected, but nodded and turned on the computer.

Although Bianchi was surprised by her reaction, she didn't say anything because she cooperated so much.

5 minutes before the start of the official game, the side pool began to make tea.

Rescue: [Are you so sure that you will win her? 】

Bianchi: [I have spelled words with her more than 100 times, her average speed is [-] per hour, and she spelled [-] times, only one word for fish. 】

rescue:……

Rescue: [What about you? 】

Bianchi: [I have a snail's hand speed, but I'm still a little faster than her.In short, don't worry, I will definitely win this game. 】

Rescue wanted to ask again, but kept his mouth shut.

The host's mind, I don't understand, and I can't guess.

With an outline of guessing things in the rescuer's mind, Bianchi didn't think too much, and the two started a two-hour match.

two hours later.

"Eleven thousand and eight." Bianchi looked at the eight thousand and eight on Li Junque's screen, and he was overjoyed: "You lost."

Li Junxuan nodded: "I lost."

Bianchi said triumphantly, "Then today I will be the one on top."

Li Junxuan nodded.

Therefore, Bian Chi, who hadn't realized that he had been tricked, happily turned off the computer, pulled Li Junqian, and ruthlessly turned the rice bowl away.

The first 5 minutes were fine, everything worked without any issues.

Until Bianchi found out what his current posture was like.

Bianchi furiously said: "I f*** said it's on top, not this one!"

Li Jun asked innocently: "If you don't make it clear, I can't tell which top you are talking about. Sitting up and moving by yourself is also a kind of top, wife, what do you think?"

"I think you**……"

The rest of the words were blocked in his lips, and he was sentenced to life imprisonment and imprisoned in Bianchi's heart.

——Or the majestic Maserati galloping away——

When he woke up again, Li Junqun was no longer on the bed.

Bianchi's mind is not that active, and he would think of people as scumbags who eat up and run away.Pressing her temples slightly with her fingers, she glanced at the chaotic bed/sheet.

fuck.

After cursing a few words in his heart, Bianchi glanced at the bedside table.Gone is the image of a mobile phone standing alone, replaced by two mobile phones close together.

It looks like pink spring at first glance.

Bianchi pulled the charging cable and checked the time: 12:35.

Bianchi forgot how he fell asleep last night, thinking about it now, he was tossed and turned like a dead fish, and finally cursed a few times in a crying voice...

How can it be!

It is her correct demonstration to feel the complete happiness with a dead fish face!

Bianchi nodded, indicating that everything in his crying voice was something from outer space.The real fierce/male is the boss with a dead fish face all the way.

She turned on her phone and entered Facebook subconsciously.

Without him, it's purely just the muscle memory of playing with mobile phones for a long time.

As usual, she swiped her face blog hot search first, and after confirming that she was not there, she began to eat melons with confidence.

After swiping a few lines, another beep sounded from the phone.

She was startled, and looked up, Li Junqun's phone screen lit up.

Originally, he was thinking about how to make it so bright and how to press it back, but Bianchi accidentally saw the message.

The sender of the information is Xia Guang.

What is sent is:

[Xia Guang: Sister Li, I heard from the boss that a drop in the ocean seems to have found his friend's house to fight back. Will the navy follow up? 】

Li Junxuan paused when he saw the message on his phone when he came back home after picking up his luggage, and replied:

[Tomorrow's frivolity: follow. 】

[Tomorrow's frivolity: She wants to do it, so I'll accompany her.The last thing I need is money. She can rest assured that she will bet against me with her savings over the years to see who can win the other. 】

【Xia Guang: [OK.jpg]】

[Xia Guang: Speaking of which, I did my fortune-telling last night and found that the fortune-telling between you and Bianchi has changed a bit. 】

Li Junqun remembered last night, blushed and typed seriously:

[Tomorrow's Frivolous: What? 】

[Xia Guang: Red Luan's heart beats when the ashes come back to life. 】

Li Junxuan: ...

【Tomorrow frivolous: ...】

[Xia Guang:?How to send an ellipsis?Isn't it right?Impossible, I am obviously not wrong in any aspect, is it true that metaphysics has really begun to decline and become invalid? 】

Seeing that Xia Guang was about to start doubting what he had learned all his life, Li Junyan was struggling, and only sent one sentence:

【Tomorrow frivolous: I have something to tell you. 】

[Xia Guang:? ? ? 】

[Xia Guang: Really wrong? ? ? 】

[Xia Guang: Do you really want to support young models to reach the pinnacle of life?Come on, Miss Li?I have always regarded you as an idol, you can't be so depraved/degenerate!You have to wake up, you have to know that promoting socialism is what you should do! ! ! 】

Xia Guang's words became more and more outrageous, and Li Junyan's expression gradually changed from "..." to "=_=".

She finally couldn't stand it anymore, and was about to type, but her hand was patted first.

Bianchi took the mobile phone from her hand, pressed the voice, and said casually:

"I'm Bianchi. What she wants to tell you is that you're right. Hong Luan's heart beats, and I'm her object."