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

Yiqu Qingjiang: o(￣ヘ￣o#) is not happy, you are laughing at me again.

Little Apple Huo Huo Huo Huo Huo Huo Huo: Vigorously tiger touch~ My mother will not laugh at sama, don't worry sama, I will support you behind your back, and slip away happily.

A Song of Qingjiang: Come back!What are you going to do?

Little Apple Huo Huo Huo Huo Huo: Someone has come to audition, and it has been sent to the mailbox. I am going to listen to it.

A Song of Qingjiang: Who? Σ(｀д′*ノ)ノ

Little Apple is on fire: Eyebrows are born.

Yiqu Qingjiang: Is there such a person?why i don't remember

Little Apple Huo Huo Huo Huo Huo Huo: You just debuted, of course you don’t remember.

Yiqu Qingjiang: Really?What about other people?

Little Apple Huo Huo Huo: I don’t know much about it either, you can check it out on Weibo.

Yiqu Qingjiang: soga, then when I'm free, let's go, Little Apple.

Little Apple Huo Huo Huo Huo Huo: Hmm, let me tell you before I leave, sama hurry up and update, [-] words are nothing, [-] a day is enough, come on, sama.

Yiqu Qingjiang: Woohoo, such an update will kill you (>﹏<.)~

Little Apple Huo Huo Huo: I believe you.

"Xiaxia, aren't you going to bed yet? It's getting late." Over there, Lin Yuan urged the dormmates to sleep, especially Dongdong, who was the worst, every time Lin Yuan forcibly pressed the power off button. "Tell Xia Xia to go to bed early today, or I won't be energetic tomorrow."

Dongdong, who was about to blow up his hair, suddenly froze, "Oh, yes, I almost forgot."

"What are you talking about?" Xia Changyou poked out half of his head to ask while checking the message left by Zhuying.

"We discussed it, didn't we say not to go far? Should we just go to the ancient town in the neighboring province?"

"Huh?" Xia Changyou retracted his head while typing.

Yiqu Qingjiang: So this interview has been determined to be my robbery?small bamboo.

Editor Zhuying: XDDD, do you still have the face to come back?Look at the uneven update time, put [-] words on it, is it embarrassing?

Xia Changyou was stunned, so two thousand words already belonged to the category of embarrassment?He's only been away from Novels.com for a few days, is the standard high enough?

Editor Zhuying: XDDD, and I’m already off work and I’m still waiting for your reply. Is it easy for me!

A Song of Qingjiang: Shunmao, the little bamboo has worked hard, squeeze it for you [serving tea and pouring water]

Editor Zhuying: So you should update quickly, don’t when the host asks you how much more this week and you still can’t answer a word, then I will lose all face~~~~(>_<)~ ~~~

Yiqu Qingjiang: That can’t be done, we must swear to the death to defend the dignity of the editor. happy

Editor Zhu Ying: If you have a conscience, earn more money to honor me, you will die of poverty.

Yiqu Qingjiang: Little Zhuzi, why do you always cry poor to me, do other editors do the same?

Editor Zhuying: Don't even think about it, I will never allow such a thing as an editor.

A Song of Qingjiang: [Put out tongue]

"Xia Xia, do you think it's okay? Then we'll leave tomorrow." Lin Yuan knocked on the edge of his bed, and the kid was fascinated by the computer again.

"Tomorrow? When is tomorrow? Isn't there still class?"

"Art and life are really boring. Do you want to listen to it? It's okay to skip a class. Besides, college life is incomplete without skipping classes. Why be so serious?" In this regard, Hu Dongdong has a special right to speak, because It is commonplace for him to skip a class at every turn.

"Okay. Let's do it this way. Actually, I really like traveling." Xia Xia agreed, and turned to see the editor on the screen, Xiao Zhuzi, who was about to go berserk.

Editor Bamboo Shadow: I’m not allowed to say it, did you hear it, did you hear it┗|｀O′|┛

A Song of Qingjiang: Got it, the little bamboo goes along with the hair. [Touch the head] (~￣▽￣)ノ

Editor Bamboo Shadow: By the way, the event is scheduled for Sunday night at [-] o'clock, so you should prepare early.

A Song of Qingjiang: What preparations? Σ(°△°|||)︴

Editor Bamboo Shadow: (#‵′) I already have a hunch that the event will be very difficult. Is it really okay for you to be so unreliable? /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Yiqu Qingjiang: Don't do this, dear editor, I'm going to prepare right now, tell me what to prepare?

Editor Zhuying: Forget it, I will send you a questionnaire tomorrow, and you can answer one by one. I think the host will not be too much. If it is too much, you can ask for blessings.Light a candle [candle] in advance

Yiqu Qingjiang: You can't treat me like this, woo woo woo, I'm going to sue, who is the editorial leader of Ni Meng, I'm going to sue.

Editor Zhu Ying: hug your thighs, come back soon, the team leader is too scary, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it.

Yiqu Qingjiang: Don't gossip, I almost forgot, I might be a little late when I come back at night on Sunday, so I won't be late.

Editor Bamboo Shadow: That depends on you, dear author, if you don’t come back on time, hum, a little leather whip will serve you.

Yiqu Qingjiang: Alright...Okay, I will be on time, please organize supervision.

……

After chatting all night, it was Lin Yuan who spoke before turning off the lights. Xia Changyou, who got under the covers, turned his mobile phone to night mode, wanting to take another look at his novel to conceive his ideas, and then saw someone's head flashing Ah flash.

Wushen: Mr. Qingjiang, are you still awake? ~(~o￣▽￣)～o. . . o~(_△_o~)~. . .

As soon as Xia Changyou saw the rolling emoji, he imagined a big boy rolling on the bed. Whose family's child must be from a wealthy family.Only then did he remember that he said he wanted to buy equipment. That’s right, the proceeds from the novel should have been credited to the card, and he didn’t take it much. Now he has money, hehe.

Xia Changyou, who had been giggling for a long time, quickly replied.

Yiqu Qingjiang: Shenshen hasn't slept yet, I'm going to sleep soon.

Fog Shen: You are not online, and there is no one to remind you~~~~(>_<)~~~~

Yiqu Qingjiang: Well... we have to go to class, thank you Xiao Shenshen for helping to take care of it, and this voting has also helped a lot, let's touch it.

Wushen: Cengceng (*￣▽￣)((≧)≦*), hee hee, it’s good that Qingjiang is happy, I can’t help much.Will it be updated tomorrow? It's not enough to watch.

Yiqu Qingjiang: I can’t say for sure, I can code a little at noon when I have time.

Wushen: Oh, oh, oh, it’s good to have hope, Da Da must stop abusing Xiao Fen, it hurts me so much.

Yiqu Qingjiang: I try my best, I can also be regarded as Xiao Lili's biological father, and I have never been abused.

Fog Shen: No o(￣ヘ￣o#), I love Xiaolili, so I am merciful, we can still have fun in the future.

Xia Changyou wiped his sweat, what did the child say.

A Song of Qingjiang: Be good, don't make trouble. O(*^＠^*)o

Fog Shen: Me!without!have!Noisy!I'm already working, I'm not a kid anymore.

Hearing what he said, Xia Changyou felt even more sad. Poor child, he has provoked the burden of the family so early, and he didn't complain at all. He is such a good boy.

A Song of Qingjiang: Xiaoshenshen has worked hard, my pitiful baby.

The person on the other side of the computer couldn't help but touch his forehead, where is this little Xiaxia going?Mysterious brain circuit.

Wu Shen: Don't talk about this, what will Qing Jiang write next, can you spoil it?I really want to know/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Yiqu Qingjiang: Ah, I said I haven't made up my mind yet, do you believe me?

Fog Shen: Shaking his head, he doesn't believe it.You must have thought about it, but you didn’t write it, right?

Yiqu Qingjiang: I really didn’t think about it, really.

Wu Shen: Hmph, then let me give my opinion to the big analysis.

Yiqu Qingjiang: Wow, you can have this.

Wushen: I will try my best to get Qing Jiangda to sleep as soon as possible.

A Song of Qingjiang: A good and considerate boy.

Fog Shen: Me!No!yes!child!son!

A Song of Qingjiang: Calm and calm.

Fog deep: Judging from Jiang Li's current situation, he vaguely knew some news about Yuan Wenkou. It is said that he once appeared in Xijiang, Sichuan, so when Jiang Li got the task of trapping a lama, although he had doubts, he still accepted it. up.But this time there was a traitor among the people who came here, who colluded with the local people and tripped Jiang Li up, right?

A Song of Qingjiang: Σ(°△°|||)︴You can see that he is a local, but I didn’t mention it in the article.

Wu Shen: Hmph, that's my cleverness. It wasn't when there was that Gu worm, who said that the Gu worm walked without any rules, but the tentacles on their heads all pointed in the same direction. This must be through artificial training. And there must be something tricky in it. How can a brand new silver jewel appear in such a remote wilderness for no reason? It is a girl's silver jewelry, and it should be more than just a girl, so this must be a crime committed by a gang. My analysis is right. ~(￣▽￣～)(～￣▽￣)～

A Song of Qingjiang: Cover your chest, what, Xiao Shenshen, you are too smart, you don't know how long I thought about it when I wrote it, why you can see through it at a glance.

Fog Shen: ==I can also see through you at a glance.

Xia Changyou was startled. What did Xiao Shenshen mean? Could it be that he knew something? Is there anything he can know?

A Song of Qingjiang:? ? ?

Wu Shen: I can see what you are thinking, Qingjiang silly mother, but the silly mother writes really well, hurry up and update, I will give you a red envelope and a gift tomorrow.

Yiqu Qingjiang: No!want! o(￣ヘ￣o#)

Fog deep: why?

Yiqu Qingjiang: Uh, knowing that you love me deeply, can we keep a low profile?

Yiqu Qingjiang: The whole world knows that I was taken care of by you. QUR

Fog Shen: Hey, is this true?La la la, this effect is what I want, I am Yimeng among the readers, no, I will go to reward Da Da now.

Yiqu Qingjiang: Come back to me!

Fog deep: Qingjiang silly mother go to bed early, good night (~﹃~)~zZ

Yiqu Qingjiang: Come back to me, bastard.

Wushen: voted, thank you.

A Song of Qingjiang: Absolutely Fall! ! !

Xia Changyou dropped the phone, didn't think about it, went to bed, and went on a happy trip tomorrow, and waited for everything to come back.