You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

△Feng Zixuan lowered his head and kissed Zhuo Liu.

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"Crack", a glass was crushed alive.

Chen Ke's expression was so heavy that he was about to go to the grave, and the sound of typing on the keyboard was so loud that the chatter thought he was smashing something.

"Boss, are you alright?" The chatterer popped up three meters away and asked cautiously against the corner of the wall.

If chattering on Penguin is still a bit majestic, in real life, he has no room to intervene in what Chen Ke is going to do. Extreme, if he was stabbed by an excitement, and he would not take full responsibility because the other party is mentally ill, then he would be at a great loss.

Huachao came to Chen Ke's house today to check the contract with him. This matter is very important and cannot be handled online, so Huachao rushed over early in the morning. He has prepared all the materials, as long as one by one Teach Chen Ke to fill it out, and he can complete the task and retreat quickly.

Who knew, Chen Ke actually went half-heartedly to swipe the anti-theft badge!

Look at his expression when he looks at the anti-theft stamp, as if he didn't write the anti-theft stamp!

Hey!How could there be such an outrageous thing, it is even more exaggerated than a vegetative person lying in the master bedroom of Chen Ke's family!

Hua Lao felt that his little heart could hardly bear the stimulation.

That's right, the master bedroom of Chen Ke's house, a spacious and bright master bedroom with a balcony, not only lies a vegetative person, but is also surrounded by a circle of sophisticated equipment, ranging from hemoglobin monitors to brain wave measuring instruments, comparable to ICU.

When I first saw this scene, I had a creepy feeling, just like the old saying-every seemingly honest person hides a skeleton in the closet.

Chen Ke didn't seem to want to explain. When he saw the chatter coming in, he went out from the master bedroom and closed the door to block any prying eyes.

"It's a friend," Chen Ke explained briefly, "he was in a car accident."

"Oh..." Hua Nao swallowed, he really wanted to ask, didn't you hit him?

"I'll take a look at the anti-theft badge first. You can put the information here. I'll come back and sign after I read it." Chen Ke said.

"Okay, boss." Hua Nao decided to get rid of all distracting thoughts, and sat quietly waiting for Chen Ke.

Unexpectedly, without waiting for 2 minutes, what happened just now happened.

Boss Chen smashed the water glass with bare hands, Boss Chen smashed the keyboard with bare hands, Boss Chen——

Chen Ke stood up, walked towards Huachao, and said, "Where is the document, sign it now."

The chatter clings to the wall: "It's outside, it's ready."

"Let's go." Chen Ke left the study with a blank expression.

This document is a contract to confirm the copyright of Chen Ke's first book, film and television. After signing, it is considered a confirmation of copyright buyout, and the subsequent matters have nothing to do with Chen Ke.

This film and television company has a good reputation in the industry, the settlement speed is fast, and the advance payment is also straightforward. At the beginning, Chen Ke was short of money. When this company wanted to buy film and television copyrights, Chen Ke entrusted JJ to do it on his behalf, and the backstage account received it that month. Up to [-] deposits.

"Boss, do you want to reconsider the method of sharing? Buying out all at once, the price is not very high, and now you are at the level of a master..." Talking out of a professional editor's sense of responsibility, he asked Chen Ke again .

"How long will it take for the money to arrive?" Chen Ke asked.

"Their company's process is fast, not more than a month."

"Okay." Chen Ke wrote and signed his name.

"Boss...does he need money urgently?" Hua Nao couldn't help asking, "Is it because...that person inside?"

"..."

The chatter regretted it after asking, Chen Ke turned his head, and looked at the chatter with an expression that said he would kill you if he spoke again.

"Boss, haha, I still need to sign here, yes, there is still here after signing." The chatter quickly turned to the topic.

There was a rustling sound of the Parker pen tip scratching on the A4 paper. For a while, the room was quiet, and there was no sound from the side.

Chen Ke finished signing the document expressionlessly, and put the pen on the table with a "snap".

The chatter immediately came over to sort out and check. After a lot of work, he didn't dare to show his atmosphere, and finally confirmed all the documents: "After tax, it is 88, and it will be transferred to the boss's account within a month. If the boss has nothing else If there is something to do, I will go to the film and television company now and get things done."

"Wait a minute," Chen Ke sat up straight, looking at the chatterbox with dark eyes, "How is the marketing of "Urban Cultivation of the Trash"?"

"Well, I have already contacted several painters and big V."

"What about comments? Can it be increased to 5000 chapters in a week?"

"5000??" Hua Lao felt that his ears were going to be deaf. Why did he think that his boss was a clear stream in the Internet literary world, and he only knew how to write stuff, and he didn't even build a readership, so he was so willing to sit on the bench Great God, as long as he gets involved in marketing a little bit, he will become popular in the Internet literary world—who knows, Chen Ke suddenly changed overnight, became better at marketing than him, and was extremely passionate about it.

"Yes, I can't wait." Chen Ke said.

"...Boss, this matter cannot be rushed. Even if you are short of money and want to hype it up and sell the film and television copyright quickly, but, this kind of crooked method is not right. It will definitely come back in the future. No author If you can rely on hype to secure the position of a great god, even if you go up, one day the black history is dug out, and you will be ruined." Although Hua Lao is just an editor, he is still an editor with integrity and vision!

"...The TB shop is useless, because it is not a real person, you must have real attention..." Chen Ke muttered to himself, not hearing the chatter at all, "If you want him to come back, you can only use a dangerous move ..."

"Boss, boss?" The chatterer was inexplicable, "What are you talking about?"

"I'll give you a difficult task. I only need one day, just one day. The real comments are more than 5000." Chen Ke raised his head, crossed his hands and put them in front of his knees. He straightened his back because he was too excited, and moved forward slightly. Qing, showing his extreme concern for this topic, "No matter what method I use, I want 5000 real comments, and those who comment on the anti-theft chapter, the sooner the better."

If 500 can make Saturday a day, then ten times of 500, 5000, can it bring Saturday back to reality?

Regardless of whether it is possible or not, Chen Ke will give it a try. He really can't bear it. Every day when he writes "Urban Cultivation: The Counterattack of Wastewood", he wishes to kill Feng Zixuan. Anyone who wants to kill Feng Zixuan will be fine. , Xiyu, Tianjun, Yan Xueyue, or simply a meteorite hitting the earth, all will be wiped out.

"Okay boss, but the budget is estimated to start at 30..."

"How long will it take to be effective?"

"one week."

"it is good."

Anti-theft chapter world.

Holding the mobile phone on Saturday, I was scrolling through the latest comments of JJ's "Urban Cultivation: The Waste of Firewood Counterattack", and I couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Today, Chen Ke got angry and didn't send him a public opinion report at the appointed time.

That's right, anyone will be angry when they see the awesome protagonist in his novel being abducted by some inexplicable person...

And on Saturday, he clearly said beforehand that he would never surpass him, but yesterday his favorability was too high, and he was gnawed by Feng Zixuan for 5 minutes in public.

Although it was said that Feng Zixuan released Mu Linggen to block other people's sight, but it was in public after all, and he still felt something was wrong on Saturday.

"Alas..." Saturday sighed, and suddenly heard a sound behind him, he hurriedly put away his phone, turned around, and saw Yun Jiu from Class B pushing open the door and walking in.

"Everyone is celebrating Feng Zixuan, why are you here?" Yun Jiu asked in surprise.

"I'll go later..." Saturday couldn't lift his spirits.

"It's strange, you didn't go, and Feng Zixuan didn't say he was looking for you. Aren't you two the best of friends?" Yun Jiu said to himself. Six shook his hand, "I'll go first."

The door was closed with a "bang", and the underground reading room of Zangshu Pavilion returned to an empty state again.

Lie on the table for a while on Saturday, recalling what happened yesterday——

Feng Zixuan kissed him.

He froze.

It's easy to follow your hormones.

however.

On Saturday, he still pushed Feng Zixuan away. In order to ensure that he would not waver, he pushed with great force. Feng Zixuan, who is so tall, took a step back and fell to the ground.

He didn't dare to look at Feng Zixuan's expression on Saturday. He felt that even if Feng Zixuan liked him as much as before, he would probably put out all the flames if he pushed him so ignorantly—oh, there was probably still anger burning .

So it has been a cold war until now.

"Alas..." Saturday sighed again.

He felt that there was nothing wrong with what he did, and he had to be decisive if he refused. A relationship based on nothingness has no future. He is just a substitute. Even if he failed Feng Zixuan's enthusiasm now, Feng Zixuan was very hurt. , but in the future, when another Zhuo Liu comes back, he will be able to heal Feng Zixuan's pain and be together happily——

[At the beginning, I made a vow, but later parted ways.

On Saturday, I remembered Chen Ke's "prophecy". In fact, Feng Zixuan and Zhuo Liu were not together in the final ending.

Even if we can be together, it's Feng Zixuan and Zhuo Liu, there's nothing like him on Saturday.

Moreover, to be honest, Saturday's liking for Feng Zixuan was pure appreciation. After knowing Feng Zixuan's rough fate, this appreciation was also tinged with sympathy.

"Bang bang bang!"

Just as Saturday was tangled up, there was a knock on the door.

"Student Zhuo Liu, are you in there?" A familiar steady voice came from Teacher Hong Chen.

Sat immediately agreed and got up to open the door.

In the dim light of the corridor, there seemed to be a tall man following behind Hong Chen.

Thinking it was someone from the college on Saturday, he didn't look carefully, so he stood aside and let the two of them into the reading room.

"I heard that student Feng Zixuan cultivated the foundation of the twin spirit roots under your teaching. Aitu looked at Saturday with concern in his eyes, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No...no." Saturday shook his head.

Hong Chen found that the young man's complexion was indeed not very good, and his mood was also very depressed, but he was unwilling to say anything, so Hong Chen had no choice but to stop asking.

"Let me introduce you. This is Tianjun." Hong Chen turned sideways, giving way to the tall man behind him.

The man was wearing a plain shirt, with a burly figure and a square face. Because of his tall stature, he didn't look too strong, but he felt like a tree facing the wind.

Tianjun?Immediately thought of Saturday - the head of the Tian Family.

To be honest, he doesn't have the slightest affection for the Tian family. Yesterday, Tian Chen performed the despicable and shameless scene once. After losing, he even stabbed people in the back. If it wasn't for the problem with the tutor, I can't imagine how a child of everyone would do it on Saturday. Crooked like this.

With a stiff face on Saturday, he nodded slightly: "Master of Heaven."

"You can just call me Tianjun, brother Zhuo, look forward to it for a long time." Tianjun clasped his fists together and performed the salute of the same generation, without any pretensions of the patriarch.

"Ah, I dare not." Saturday was a little at a loss, so he followed his example and returned the gift.

"Brother Zhuo must not like to see people surnamed Tian, ​​hehe, it's my little brother Tianchen who is arrogant and ignorant, and it's also me who can't discipline well, ruining the image of the Tian family in Brother Zhuo's mind, it's really... reaping the fruit of oneself. But Brother Zhuo Please rest assured, my little brother Tianchen's Heavenly Snake Sword has been taken back by me. He is facing the wall and pondering over his mistakes. Appeared in front of you."

It was a little more relaxed on Saturday, but today Jun seems to be reasonable.

"Just call me Zhuo Liu," said Saturday.

"Zhuo Liu, this name is very nice." Tian Jun smiled.

"Well... If you are here to apologize for Tianchen, then you don't need to look for me, you should go to Feng Zixuan, he may be in Xiangyun Palace..."

"No, I'm here to look for you, so I'll cut to the chase. I heard that you have the ability to build a training space. I want to invite you to our Tianjia Patriarchal Temple to help build a sacrificial altar." Tian Jun paused Dun said, "During your construction period, you will never see Tianchen. You can rest assured about this. You can raise the reward for building the altar. Whether it is high-grade spirit stones or treasures of heaven and earth, we will try our best to satisfy you. "

Saturday was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that his main business would expand to Tianjia, one of the three great families, so soon?

Moreover, it seems that the head of the Tian family is very generous, even in the real world, he is also the president of the X-Da Group.

"May I first understand the specific requirements?" Saturday asked.

Hong Chen said with a smile: "You might as well sit down and talk, what are you doing standing up?"

Saturday was taken aback for a moment, Tianjun had already walked over there, pulled away the chair in front of Saturday, and smiled politely: "Please take a seat, we will discuss in detail."

When I got back to the dormitory on Saturday, it was already late.

The orange lamp at the gate of the yard was shaking in the night wind, smearing the already ambiguous light all over the wall.

The celebrating crowd hadn't dispersed yet. On Saturday, he saw three or five boys coming from a distance surrounded by Feng Zixuan. He didn't want to meet Feng Zixuan to avoid embarrassment, so he walked quickly into the yard first.

"Zhuo Liu!" Feng Zixuan saw him at a glance, even though the light was very bad.

Standing still on Saturday, he heard a group of people humbling behind him, Feng Zixuan's footsteps were also a little shaky, walking towards him step by step, Saturday could no longer pretend not to see, he turned around, and rushed towards him With a strong smell of alcohol, Feng Zixuan's cheeks were peachy, but his eyes were as clear as ever: "Where did you go today?"

"I... went to the library."

"Are you avoiding me?" Feng Zixuan's voice was a bit loud, if he didn't raise his voice suddenly, he would have thought he was not drunk on Saturday.

"No." Saturday didn't like arguing with Feng Zixuan in front of people, so he walked in.

Feng Zixuan grabbed Saturday's hand, dragged him in front of him, pinched his shoulders with both hands, and pushed him in front of the boys watching: "Hi-he is amazing, he is the one who helped me Opened up Ren Du's two veins, practiced for three years - then established the foundation, or, hiccup - dual spiritual roots."

"Wow", "It's amazing", "How did you do it"...

A pair of scorching gazes focused on Saturday's face, Saturday felt uneasy, but thinking that Feng Zixuan was just drunk, he didn't have the same knowledge as him.

"I...applied for class A and passed...hahaha, happy! That scumbag from Tianchen was not killed by a cannonball, he is really lucky!" Feng Zixuan continued to go crazy without restraint, as if he wanted to The pent-up pent-up in my heart for many years is like venting all at once.

"Feng Zixuan... let's go back." On Saturday, I felt the envy in those eyes had changed subtly. Feng Zixuan was too flamboyant and said everything. Feng Zixuan has so much ability, in the future, Feng Zixuan will have to walk a long way to practice alone.

"Brother Feng, don't be in a hurry to leave, Brother Feng, tell us how you cultivated the dual foundation building of fire and wood?" Someone grabbed Feng Zixuan's sleeve and smiled obsequiously.

"Haha, it's simple, as long as—" Feng Zixuan laughed twice, and was about to say it.

"Feng Zixuan!" Furious on Saturday, he grabbed Feng Zixuan's arm, dragged him back to the dormitory, and closed the door with a "bang" to isolate the outsiders.

"Feng Zixuan, you—" Saturday turned around and looked at Feng Zixuan again. The latter's face was not even half drunk, and a pair of extremely clear eyes stared straight at Saturday.

"You really treat me well," Feng Zixuan asked, "but why? Why did you reject me?"

Saturday was stunned, and then he remembered that Feng Zixuan was not a stunned young man with a lot of thoughts, but he worried too much, so he dug a hole and buried himself in it.

"I only regard you as my younger brother." Saturday took out the panacea and replied.

"...Brother?" Feng Zixuan took a step forward, forcing Saturday into a corner, propping up one hand on the wall, blocking the possibility of him slipping away, "Will you stare at your brother's naked body?"

I was stunned on Saturday, could it be that Feng Zixuan noticed his gaze during the few times of being in trouble?

"You have feelings for me, I know." Feng Zixuan's face got closer and closer, his eyes were dark and dangerous, like a beast hunting its prey.

"Why don't you try?" Feng Zixuan asked, he felt that his self-esteem had been crushed, but he still had to struggle, "If you agree, I will treat it as if the previous thing never happened. Now , I also entered Class A, as long as the official transfer ceremony is held tomorrow, I will stand at the same height as you. Do you still think that I am not good enough for you?"

"I didn't..." Sat was speechless about Feng Zixuan's nonsense, "There is nothing worthy or unworthy, but I never thought of developing that kind of relationship with you."

I said it frankly, and I was relieved on Saturday, so it's okay, right?

But he underestimated Feng Zixuan's persistence.

From the very beginning, Feng Zixuan was a person who was a hundred times more focused and persistent than ordinary people, because he was born destined to experience countless tortures, and thus became a generation of cool male protagonists. Counterattack is not a frivolous fashion vocabulary. The hidden meaning is that one must go deep into the mud from the very beginning, then struggle desperately, pay countless invisible prices, recast another self with amazing willpower, and climb to the top of the cultivation world.

It's hard to say whether the recast self is still the innocent and kind Feng Zixuan back then.

"Then let me ask again, where did you go today?" Feng Zixuan stared straight into Saturday's eyes.

Saturday's heart skipped a beat, Feng Zixuan must have misunderstood something, right?

"I was in Zangshu Pavilion, and I saw Tianjun, and he invited me to go—hmm!"

Saturday's mouth was blocked by Feng Zixuan again, he looked in shock at the handsome face all around him, but those extremely aggressive eyes were also staring at him, Feng Zixuan seemed to be competing with someone, while Passionately tossing and sucking on Saturday's mouth, he clenched his fist angrily and slammed it against the wall.

A piece of golden light escaped from the wall, hitting the demon-like Feng Zixuan head-on, making a "bang".

Feng Zixuan only felt that someone slapped him in the face, turned his face sideways, and swayed his body.

His head was a little confused, and he gradually realized what he had done.

It was the first time on Saturday to attack someone with the earth spirit root. He was afraid that something might happen if he used too much force, so he only mobilized a little bit of spiritual power.

Judging from the results, his control over the soil spirit root is still good.Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand on Saturday, he bypassed Feng Zixuan and walked outside.

"A Liu, what's wrong with me, tell me, can't I change it?" Feng Zixuan's tone became aggrieved, he already knew that being tough doesn't work on Saturday.

On Saturday, there was no pause at all, and he left the dormitory straight away.

Feng Zixuan looked at the door swinging in the wind, and his heart seemed to be as empty as this house.Regardless of whether he came hard or soft, the person he yearned for didn't even bother to look back at him—I thought that as long as he became stronger, went to Saturday's side, and stood at the same height as him, Saturday would accept him , Is he too naive?

Yes, it's just that the same height is not enough. Now he has just reached the point where he is on par with Saturday with the help of Saturday's strength.

There is still a long way to go to Tianjun, the Patriarch of the Tian Family.

Saturday has always been decisive, and he has never discovered that it is such an uncomfortable thing to reject people.

When he rejected Frank at the beginning, he didn't hesitate at all. He could persuade Frank completely rationally and with a certain degree of advance and retreat, and let Frank accept the result that "the two of them are impossible".

But now, it has become so difficult to reject Feng Zixuan.

Is it because... Although he is a temporary substitute, he has enjoyed Feng Zixuan's tenderness and caring, and sacrificed his life to save him, so has he become indecisive?Indeed, the moment when Feng Zixuan jumped down from the 55th floor will always be remembered on Saturday.

Turned on the phone on Saturday, but Chen Ke still didn't answer, turned on JJ again on Saturday, and read the comments under "Urban Cultivation: The Waste of Firewood Counterattack": Ben Wu is also handsome today and scored 2:

The wind washes the kingly way!Please drive!

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"Ah, Zixuan, no...don't touch there..."

Zhuo Liu was blindfolded by a black cloth, physiological tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, and fell into his black hair. Because of his limited vision, his sense of body touch became more acute, and he clearly felt the ****. He was nervous and anxious Fear.

Xiong Tailang replied:

Damn it, please continue! ! !

Xinyue Jun Xi Jun do not know the reply:

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh don't stop! ! !

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It's not kind to get involved in foreplay! ! ! ! !There is no seasoning packet for instant noodles! ! ! !

Saturday: Blind... I'd better go to bed early.