A CV that doesn't want to be the Goddess's wife is not a good author [网页]

Xia Changyou changed into a vest, then ran to increase the god friend, and as expected came back with an abused face.

Pinellia Changyou: Little Apple, call Little Apple.

Huohuo: What's the matter?What is swollen?

Pinellia Changyou: The god forbids adding anyone as a friend, why is he so cruel to me, it is so heartbreaking.

Huohuo: Momo, it turns out that all masters have to enter verification information, there is no prohibition.

Pinellia Changyou: Even more embarrassing, doesn't he even accept dramas?ying ying ~

Huohuo: Uh, this may be because I haven’t picked up new ones recently, and I will change it later, so I’ll tell him. [shoulder clap]

Xia Changyou calmed down, waited for a while, and then poked and poked. As expected, he passed, and his mood changed from cloudy to sunny in an instant.Emma, ​​how do you talk to the Great God, say hello first, or talk about accepting roles first in business?Then talk about something else, why is he so nervous, he pressed his finger on the key, intending to send a shy expression first, all the little fans do this, he is not an irrational fan.

Just as I was about to press it, there were two beeps.

Tianjing Lonely City: Good screenwriter girl ==

The great god is so approachable, he actually greeted him first, praised the praise, and Xia Changyou quickly replied.

Pinellia Changyou: Good evening o(*////▽////*)q, I am not a girl.

Tianjing Gucheng: Hey, it's a man, what a surprise.

Pinellia Changyou: God, I...QAQ

Tianjing Gucheng: Is it a matter of rebellion?I thought about it and still can't agree, besides, Qingjiang has only written more than one volume, many plots have not yet unfolded, and the CVs are not good enough in grasping the emotions of the characters.

Xia Changyou bowed his head. The Great God is so considerate, and the reasons are well-founded, without any aloofness at all. Who said the Great God is hard to get close to.Looking at the short two-line reply, he started to feel dizzy again. He felt so guilty that he was so lazy. It took him so long to write more than one volume, and even the great god said, oh, today must be updated [-] times a day, Not to mention being punished and not allowed to listen to the drama of the great god.

Pinellia Changyou: What the Great God said is true.We can wait for the author to update, but please be sure to take this role.I really like you. o(*////▽////*)q

Tianjing Gucheng: O(∩_∩)O Thank you, sorry.Is another role to be recruited by then?

Pinellia Changyou: Yes, it depends on the planning arrangement.

Tianjing Gucheng: It's okay, I probably know everyone in the circle, and I'll talk to him when the time comes.

Pinellia Changyou: (⊙o⊙) Really?God is so kind.

Xia Changyou didn't expect the Almighty to be so talkative. He is really a good person who offered to help him, so let's send a good person card first.

Tianjing Gucheng: No, I just persuaded him not to take this role.It would be even better if Qingjiang had no authorization.

Banxia Changyou: Σ(°△°|||)︴

Xia Changyou felt more and more that the conversation between himself and the Great God was going all the way in an unpredictable direction. It was so weird that it couldn't be more weird. Who was the Great God calling Qingjiang?If he remembers correctly, he is the one named Yiqu Qingjiang, right?And how can his great master be like this, if he doesn't let others take the role, is this going to be banned?Or specifically against my Pirates, ahhhhhhhhhh, going crazy.God, you are so bad, does your family know?

Banxia Changyou: God, do you know Qing Jiangda?I still got the authorization through Little Apple.

Tianjing Gucheng: Little Apple?

Pinellia Changyou: _(￣0￣)_[Oh~], I just found your planning girl.

Tianjing Gucheng: Really?hehe.

This heh heh sound is simply a killer weapon. Although the conversation was weird and still had a little atmosphere, but how to answer it now, can someone tell me.Xia Changyou was going crazy.Xia Changyou, who didn't know that he had sold his teammates out of nowhere, was still in a daze, not knowing how to answer the conversation, and then, then, he saw the avatar of the great god turned gray, and he actually went offline. (┳＿┳)…

Staring at the grayed head portrait for a while, his heart could not be warmed anyway, so Xia Changyou silently closed the dialog box while covering Shousang's little heart.His master must not be such a person, there must be some misunderstanding.He believes that a person who can speak such a beautiful voice must be kind-hearted. From all his related information, it can be seen that those who have worked with him are exaggerating the goodness of God. Otherwise, how could he become the great God in the hearts of so many people? , Where is the king in my heart?

So that statement must be a joke, it must be.But my God, why didn't you accept it?Holding his little head and melon seeds being sad for a long time, Xia Changyou didn't even answer Little Apple's question.I really want to hit cotton. <(－︿－)>

At the same time, the Great God stared at the blacked-out screen, his face was reflected on the pitch-black screen, he frowned with a heroic brow, and said in a slightly annoyed tone, "It's out of battery, I haven't finished talking yet." Well." After speaking, he stuffed the phone into his pocket, and took the little baby from the arms of the butler uncle next to him, "Still sleeping, little rice cake."

The little guy changed his place, it wasn't very comfortable, he automatically nestled in his arms, his little head was tilted on his thin coat and he fell asleep, his fat little face was as red as a monkey's butt, making one can't help thinking pinch.The uncle housekeeper picked up the quiet cat and asked worriedly, "Second Young Master, will Xiao Nian Gao sleep with you tonight?" It's so much better.

Bo Zhuo gently patted the child on the back, and walked outside, "Go home, his father is not here, so I won't take anyone with me."

Xia Changyou put his hands on the edge of the table as cotton bumps, when Meng Shao sent a number over there.

Yiqu Qingjiang: 3434, what is this?

The young boy of the Meng nationality: Pinwen, brother Qingjiang, don't tell me you forgot.

Xia Changyou rubbed the back of his head, okay, he really forgot, and sent him the two lines he had written.

A Song of Qingjiang: 68, you won.

Mengzu teenagers: Crying blind, they finally won once, every time they win, it's too much.

Yiqu Qingjiang: Don't compare yourself with those funny guys in the group, can you beat a human typewriter?They beat you down while chatting and typing.

The young boy of the Meng nationality: Cry, Qingjiang, then you still hit me, I have won this time.

A Song of Qingjiang: If this is also considered a victory.

The cute boy: I don't care, if you win, you win, the old rules, a long comment, hehe, it can be regarded as being caught.

"Okay, okay." Xia Changyou agreed, "Can I give it to you tomorrow, I have to update [-] words tonight."

Mengzu youth: I'm going, there are so many, and I'm going to stay up late again, it's not good for the skin.

A song of Qingjiang: Σ(｀д′*ノ)ノ What do the rough men pay attention to, there is a baby in the dormitory who is scumbag every day and has a very fair face.

The cute boy: why?

A Song of Qingjiang: Where the water and soil support people in the south, do you want to come?

Mengzu Youth: No, it’s too far away, I like to stay in the Northwest.

A Song of Qingjiang: You are promising.

Mengzu teenager: I won't tell you anymore, my mother told me to sleep.

Yiqu Qingjiang: What time is it, fall.

Adorable boy: I am a good boy. ~(≧▽≦)/~

Xia Changyou chatted with Meng Shao for a long time, and finally remembered his [-] words. At this speed, he would definitely not be able to finish writing at twelve o'clock. Xia Changyou's hands are not fast, and he can explode when he has inspiration. Under normal circumstances One update per day will do.He opened the document, he hadn't typed yet, and he didn't feel at ease to open the Great God's dialog box. The noble cat was still looking at him with its head tilted, but unfortunately it was gray.

After thinking about it, Xia Changyou still left a message for the Great God.

Pinellia Changyou: ╮(╯3╰)╭ God, your persuasion must be a joke, right?Great God, if you read Pioneer, you will know the charm of the work. If you can vividly interpret the characters in the book through voice, what a novel experience it is.My God, you are a highly respected CV, so you must understand this truth.I hope God can think about it again.

Xia Changyou used to type more nonsense, but thinking about it too much was annoying, so he didn't type anymore.Instead, he routinely spends time in a daze. The Great God plays a variety of characters. Up to now, there are not even any characters with similar personalities. Perhaps it is because his level is too high. When the voice comes out, what is said is what.

And based on the traces of the life of various great gods, it is still hard to determine what kind of person he is.The picture on Weibo popped up in Xia Changyou's mind. Those slender hands were just unintentionally resting on the edge of the trolley. Think about the shape of the master's hands, and then raise them to look at his chicken feet. It's a little thinner, and the white is quite white. It really looks like chicken feet.Could it be that the great master plays the piano?From loving his voice, to imagining this person's appearance, and now to guessing his occupation, Xia Changyou felt that he was really possessed.

No, today I am the one who wants to update, I can't be decadent, I don't have the face to chat with the master if I don't update.

After hastily saying good night to the Great God, Xia Changyou opened the document and started typing.

Jiang Li is still a college student in the history department and has not yet graduated, so his excuse for coming to Qi's house is to go home on vacation. His mother has already been buried, and it is not an option to stay at his uncle's family for a long time.On the first day Jiang Li returned to Qi's house, he suffered minor injuries all over his body. He knew that these were all caused by his aunt in the dark. As long as he still had breath, he would definitely find out where his mother's belongings were.

But what he never expected was that he actually saw a stranger at home.He looks a little familiar, not ugly, but his face is thin and out of shape, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. His father Qi Wenjiang is also there, and he pulls the man to stand in front of Jiang Li, "This is your brother, Qi Kun, who is now in the auction house. Work, you can learn a lot from him in the future."

The man was so arrogant that he didn't even stretch out his hand, "Brother? I thought my brother's surname was Qi? Do you think this brother belongs to the Jiang family?"

"No matter what the surname is, it's much more legitimate than your 'brother'." He emphasized the word "brother", making it clear that Qi Wenjiang went back and forth with his mistress and gave birth to Qi Kun before marrying his mother. In the end, Qi Wenjiang reprimanded him. With a sound, the two people stared at each other and gave up.This battle is about to begin, and the first thing Jiang Li has to do is to take back his mother's auction house.

What follows is the scene where the two meet again at the auction house. Xia Changyou was so excited to write that he didn't care how many words he wrote, just kept typing on the keyboard.The friends in the dormitory were stunned when they came back, my God, is that normal Xia Xia back?

Xia Zhangyou didn't continue when he saw them coming back. Anyway, if he came here at twelve o'clock today, it wouldn't count as [-] words. How could he count as writing [-] words today? It was impossible at first glance.

Hu Dongdong's words to the point: "Because you are more stupid and cute."

"Just say I'm stupid, I'll accept it." Xia Changyou pursed his lips.

"Oh, I didn't say it earlier, isn't this to take care of your glassy heart?" The little Dongdong patted Xia Changyou on the shoulder, and the notification sound from the computer rang again.

"Emma, ​​you're actually a great god." Xia Changyou screamed in surprise, and opened the dialog box.

The little friends looked at each other, okay, it turns out that Xia Xia's illness is getting worse and worse, and it's not getting better at all.

Xia Changyou looked at the message from the Great God, frowning like a chrysanthemum.

I saw a question suddenly appearing on the screen: how much water should be used to make milk powder for the baby?