The villain is not crazy

She immediately sent an emoji of obedience, and even took a screenshot of this reply if she was very hopeless.

So when the forum was full of blood and rain, the bald girl was diligently coding.

When Jiyou’s batch of trumpets ended, she was diligently typing.

When the post broke five hundred replies and became a hot post, she was diligently typing.

When the article was negatively graded with moonstones, she was diligently typing.

Su Qingyi was so bored that she also took the trumpet to watch the big show, and was relishing watching it from the beginning to the end, and then looking for someone to break the IP, the bald girl was still diligently coding.

It was quite a bit of a bloody storm outside, the rain was pouring, and pots of dirty water were poured over, but she still stood still and typed [-] characters.

Six thousand words is nothing to a bald girl bursting with inspiration, but it is a pity that she got stuck. Write what.

There seemed to be two villains in my heart who were seeing each other again - one was shouting for money, but the money hadn't been received yet, so he continued to type, and the other was shouting ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The bald girl was in a very violent struggle.

She chose a compromise method, and she added back the Jiyou account that she had been raving about.

Bald girl: "How is the battle going?"

Friends: "!!! You are still alive!"

Bald girl: "..."

Bald girl: "Speed, I'm in a hurry."

The base friend summed it up in a few words: "Currently divided into three factions, one faction ridicules you for taking money to earn points, one faction only ridicules your plot rubbish, and the other faction ridicules the level of the website."

Bald girl: "..."

Jiyou: "I put on a vest and said something for you."

Bald girl: "What did you say?"

Friends: "[Screenshot] [Screenshot]."

The bald girl looked at the sentence above, "This plot is really ugly, but it's not in vain. It's a clear stream. At least it gives us confidence in the streets. After all, you can have such data even if people write so badly... ..."

She didn't look any further.

This is really speaking for her from a very strange angle.

Speaking out, who would believe that this is her gay friend, this fucking is worse than Heizi!

When the bald girl thought about whether she was going to kill her friend again, the friend sent another message: "What are you up to?"

Bald girl: "Code."

She conveniently intercepted the number of today's codeword.

gay friend:"……"

Jiyou: "At this time, can you still calm down and code?"

You must know that a lot of joy needs to be shared with others. The depressed mood of the bald girl who had just lost her hair by Kawenka suddenly became alive in this sentence. She suppressed her excited expression, but her typing was painless. : "Oh, there is no way."

Jiyou said: "What's wrong?"

Bald-headed girl: "My family's beneficiary father has spoken, asking me to code at least [-] words a day."

Friends: "So cold?"

The bald girl: "Oh, I'm bald, and I'm still...very blue and thin, but I can't help it, because of the 1000 yuan bonus."

Friends: "... what?"

The bald girl: "It's 1000 yuan. If you update 1000 words that day, you will be rewarded [-] yuan. If you update more than [-] words, you will get [-] yuan for each extra word."

The bald girl: "I can't help it."

Bald girl: "I'm really stuck today."

Jiyou's mentality collapsed in an instant.

[The other party has turned on friend authentication, and you are not his (her) friend yet, please send a friend request first]

Bald girl: "Hahahahahaha"

Satisfied, she turned off Knockout, thinking that she didn't need to kill her gay friend, otherwise she would show off quietly in the future.

Probably because she got a little bit of pleasure in the process of hurting her friend, the bald girl suddenly calmed down slowly, and her hand speed also rose steadily from [-] to [-].

While Su Qingyi was waiting for the test results over there, he refreshed and found that there was an extra post on the forum.

[Tree Hole] Why can't I have a beneficiary father like that.

Su Qingyi:?

He subconsciously clicked on it, and saw that the main building posted a request he said to the bald girl: ...

Does this guy really think that he is not bloody enough, so he is still making trouble?

Su Qingyi persuaded the bald girl to type because she was worried that this guy would be discredited, and his mentality would collapse. It doesn't matter if the mentality collapses, it would be cruel if the text collapsed.

After all, the lifeblood of the fucking plot is still in the hands of the bald girl. If this girl suddenly turns black, who knows what will be written.

He didn't dare to underestimate the brains of these authors, so he used the incentives to code words to make the bald girl not have the mind to pay attention to these. After she calmed down and coded for ten days, the storm passed.

But this guy probably has a really good mentality, and he still has the skills to show off at this moment, probably because he is afraid that the fire on his body is not burning enough, so he needs to add more firewood.

Su Qingyi clicked his tongue, intending to hit this big-hearted author again.

Just at this moment, a call came from his cell phone.

To say that a few days have passed since he went through the bankruptcy plot to Zhang Lianfan's awakening, and it is really impossible for his family not to pay attention for a few days.

At this moment, it was his mother who called.

But Su Qingyi at this time is no better than he was then. At that time, he was affected by the plot and didn't feel that there was anything wrong. He could have sex with Wu Xiyi. After all, his memory at that time was forced into it by the plot. After getting along for more than twenty years, there is no gap.

But now it’s different than usual, he regained his memory, and knew that his mother really died in childbirth. At this moment, his mother was shaped by himself. Inside, after all, he hadn't recovered his memory at that time.

Now that the matter has come to an end, he doesn't plan to change it, and it's better to have a mother who loves him than nothing.

But the problem is that his memories of his mother at this time are mostly miscellaneous things that were forced in by the plot, mixed in the previous memories, and it can still be found out slowly, but it takes a process.

But now he didn't have the process to accept it, so he looked at the call, hesitating whether to answer it or not.

Tumi saw the entanglement in his heart, and said, "Go ahead, you must know everything."

Su Qingyi was startled, and looked at Tumi.

Tumi patted his head: "It's also good for you to be honest with each other."

He continued: "You don't need people to love you now, and I will give you all the love without reservation, so you don't need to make any compromises, just think what you think and want what you want."

Su Qingyi's tangled emotions were eased by his words, and then the knot was untied. He suddenly realized how important it is to have someone who really has a heart-to-heart with you, and how lucky it is.

It is really comfortable, without the slightest discomfort, and even running-in is not required.

He nodded: "It is really necessary to be honest. After all, it is not someone else. This will be my closest person. If this is getting along with a certain purpose, it is really not good."

Tumi didn't speak any more, he knew that Su Qingyi wanted to think about it, so he just sat aside and watched him.

Su Qingyi felt that he was watching him, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, it could even be said that he was used to it, Tumi wanted to get to know him seriously, and was able to understand all his thoughts, it didn't make him feel bad, he even Still very happy, thinking that this is some evidence that Tumi cares about him.

He likes being watched so hard, it makes him feel important.

It was probably Tumi's unreserved support that gave him infinite courage. It was rare for him to stop hesitating, so he chose to answer the phone and listen to the voice over there.

He said slowly: "Mom, there are some things that we need to talk about face to face."

Wu Xiyi was actually more worried about her son's recent situation. She wanted to say a lot, but when she was blocked by this sentence, she couldn't say anything, so she could only ask: "Are you okay now?"

Su Qingyi replied: "I'm fine."

"Okay." Wu Xiyi nodded: "I'm on the plane in the afternoon."

There is no need to say anything next, Su Qingyi suddenly liked Wu Xiyi's straightforward character, he nodded: "Okay, I will send you the address."

Wu Xiyi hung up the phone.

Not long after that, Su Yuanfu's phone rang.

After Su Qingyi recovered his memory, he had already noticed Su Yuanfu's problem, but the difference between Su Yuanfu and Wu Xiyi was that they had really been together for more than twenty years, not that Wu Xiyi was just an illusory plot setting.

In comparison, Su Qingyi would appear a little more relaxed.

Su Yuanfu also asked him how he was doing recently. He didn't say anything about bankruptcy, but only asked him if he had enough money to spend.

Su Qingyi is naturally not short of money now. Although he inherited the family business, the Su family's property was not fully handed over to him, he only took over part of it, so for the entire Su family, although it suffered a little trauma, it did not It can be regarded as fatal, and Su Yuanfu relies on his wife, Wu Xiyi's business is doing well at present, and they are both rich.

Su Yuanfu's main concern was whether his son would be hit by it. He was an out-and-out child slave, breastfeeding since childhood, and bringing up his emotions with one hand, even under the power of the plot, he couldn't affect half of it.

Su Qingyi talked a little more with Su Yuanfu, he really has deep feelings for this father, some things don't need to be discussed in person, they can be explained in a few words on the phone.

But Su Qingyi was afraid that Su Yuanfu would not be able to accept it, so he could only draw it slowly, so he only talked about Tumi, not about wearing books.

But just this one, Su Yuanfu couldn't accept it anymore.

He was no different than the two parties involved, and he didn't know that his memory had been affected and part of it had been erased, so he thought it was a recent incident.

Su Yuanfu gritted his teeth: "I knew that kid had no good intentions, just wait for me to find you."

Su Qingyi didn't know about Su Yuanfu's secret connection with Tumi, so he was a little surprised to know that he was here.