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

Xia Changyou gave a low laugh, making the girls below all seem to be possessed.

"Okay, everyone is tired after chatting for a while, so let's take a rest first."

The girls scrolled through the screen full of 22222 without getting tired.

"Are you really not tired? If you are not tired, Qing Jiang should take a break too? Why don't you wait for others to go to the bathroom?"

At the bottom started 23333 again, Yaoguang answered, "Xiaoying, you are really too unreserved, obviously you want to go, go, I will play games with Qing Jiang, what, YY must play games, grab the bench, win awards There is a generous gift for those who want to give it away, why don't you hurry up and send it?"

"There are still gifts, I don't even know." Xia Changyou QAQ, "Then can I participate?"

"Of course, if you can beat all the little friends here today." Yaoguang said cheerfully.

"Uh, this one seems a bit difficult."

"Come on, big brother, I am optimistic about you."

"The little friends present are also preparing quickly. As long as you grab the bench number set by Qingjiang, you can win the big prize. I just went to see it, and the prize is still very generous."

"Let me tell you, Dangdang, there are Jingjing's anthropomorphic pillows, big-headed doll keychains, a postcard and bookmarks signed by Qu Qingjiangda, Emma, ​​this prize, I'm drunk just thinking about it, you really don't get excited , don't you grab a bench with your claws?

Xia Changyou flipped through his list and slipped out the editor Xiao Zhuzi.

Yiqu Qingjiang: Why are there postcards and bookmarks signed by me for the prizes?

Editor Zhu Ying: Cough cough cough, you forgot, I sent a lot of postcards during the Chinese New Year, and there are postcards signed by God Xia. Of course, I can’t keep them privately. Give some benefits to dear readers, won’t you?

Yiqu Qingjiang: It's good, but I can write some more, it looks so shabby now?

Editor Zhuying: (#‵′) You also know that it is shabby. A few days ago, I couldn’t get in touch with anyone. Now I want to give benefits to readers. Why did you go early?

Yiqu Qingjiang: Scratching my head, I am looking around, no, I am going to interview, the debt is low.

Accompanied by the cheerful BGM over there, Yaoguang asked Xia Changyou, "Did Qing Jiang think of any numbers? Please name three numbers."

"Well, in order to exercise the hand speed of young readers, let's say five, then two hundred and five, then two thousand five, is there two thousand five?"

"I'm afraid not. Although there are more than 2000, just to be on the safe side, let's change the number."

"Okay, then fifteen thousand."

The snatching of benches began soon, and Xia Changyou snatched one quickly with his quick eyes and hands. Xiaoying kept asking Xia Changyou how much he snatched, but Xia Changyou almost didn't have the nerve to say.

"If everyone doesn't laugh, I can announce it."

"Hey, how much is that, I'm really curious."

"230 three."

The readers below began to swipe the screen frantically again, and the screen was full of expressions of 233 and flipping the table.

"Haha, well, Mr. Qingjiang, I can understand your desire to grab 250, but it's also good to grab 233, sincerely."

"Ah, hello," Xia Changyou smiled, "Are you two hosts really not sent by Jingjing.com to hack me? It must be."

"Heaven and earth conscience, raise your paw and swear, it's really not."

"Luoguang, you don't swear by your integrity, do you?"

"No," Fluctlight complained, "I swear on your integrity."

"Come, come, stop talking nonsense, and hug the three lucky winners."

The first one bears the prefix of "a long flowing Qingjiang River", and his name is Xiaochongda.

"This... Xiaochongda girl, do you have wheat? Can you talk now?"

"Hey, can you hear me?"

There is a row of 1s on the public screen.

"Okay, I see it." Miss Xiaochongda has a very soft and cute loli voice, "Ahhh, please allow me to scream a few times, Qingjiang, look at me quickly, I am Xiaochongda, and I am on time every day Xiaochong who grabs the sofa, I have read every chapter of Da Da’s novel no less than three times, ahhhh, Da Da Da, do you want to make it?”

"Okay, this little reader is a little excited. Dear girl Xiaochongda, if you have any requests, you can ask Qingjiang Da. The opportunity is limited, so don't wait when it's too late. Look, there are only a few seconds left?"

"Ahhh, I have time, I'll think about it... think about it, can you give me a kiss, ahhhhhhhhh, I'm going to die without regrets, the girls in the dormitory think I'm crazy, I really can't think of anything else Yeah, sorry, I was so nervous."

Miss Xiaochongda swiped and fell down, shaking light and smiling slightly, "Then can you satisfy Miss Xiaochongda's wish? Dada?"

"Dear girl Xiaochongda, okay?" Xia Changyou's wheat is not good, although there is a little noise, but it doesn't affect it at all.The rest of the readers were going crazy, "Me too, too."

"Well, thank you all my friends for your support, I will definitely overcome procrastination, please supervise."

A Long Flow of Qingjiang River & Jiangnan Dahlia: Can I see the end of the little fence in my lifetime?Great you love to tell me. ╮(￣▽￣”)╭

A long song of clear river water & I love da da: Is procrastination easy to treat? Looking at the big update time, I am also drunk.

Attacking Qi Kunjiang: Just be plain, it must be a scum game or something, be honest!

"There are no scumbag games, I guarantee it with my fake products." Xia Changyou replied.

My family has a wife named Liba: I don’t think it’s strange if I believe you.

Xiaoying laughed, "Big Daddy, the black fans of your family are so cute, don't say we two hate you, it's natural to be black from the bottom of your fans."

Xia Changyou wiped his sweat, "Hey, do I have to say that you are going to save me some face outside like the escaped lady? That's enough."

"Okay, let's see the second girl, are you there?"

"Yes, yes." This girl's tone was very calm, unlike the previous girl, "If you ask, there are other things besides the gift just now, right?"

"That's right, the girl's gift is Jingjing's anthropomorphic pillow. It's a big one, pink, and the girl can hug it to sleep every day."

"Well, then can I ask Qing Jiang to sign it first and then send it? No signature is not Xinghu."

"This...of course."

"Oh, oh, love Qingjiang, love life, please do your best." Then the girl jumped down.

Yaoguang smiled, "I guess this girl was too nervous and jumped down before the time came."

"Then let's look at the third one? This girl?"

"I'm not a girl." Through the little green light came the voice of a boy who was a bit rough.

"Hey, it's actually a man. It's a rare animal. Hello man. Do you have anything to say to Master Qingjiang, or do you have any requests?"

"Actually... Actually, I'm here to confess my love to you. I love you. I like you. I've been chasing you since the last novel. Although the first novel had few words and wasn't a big hit, I just liked it. Because Like the male protagonist, I have a leg disability. I can’t go to school. I only have books and Qingjiang’s books to comfort me. From the beginning, there were only a few diehard fans, and now I’m pink who can participate in interviews alone. , I am very happy."

"This man, don't get excited, Qing Jiang is listening, don't cry."

"I'm fine." The boy continued, "So I want to say, as long as you write one more day, we will catch up one more day. If you don't write, we will buy all the books and treasure them. In the future, we can also say that you are old. Dad chased a very powerful author before, and this is his book."

一曲长流清江水&哞哞：居然被感动了，这揍是爱呀。

A long stream of clear river water & smoke between fingers: ~~~~(>_<)~~~~ Go back and reflect, I will not be a black fan in the future, I am your true fan.

A long song of clear river water & buckle the fence of my male god and my goddess: man, you are awesome, I will give you 160 likes, great.

"I won't say much else. I hope Da Da will continue to write and write works that touch people's hearts. We Xiaojiang Xiaohe will always be with Da Da. Come on."

"Thank you, man. To be honest, I didn't think that a work could touch others. I'm ashamed to say that I'm a bit sentimental. I don't see tragedies. I feel heartache when I read those stories about abuse. , when I wrote it, I was often abused and my liver hurt, so this ending will not be a tragedy, but it is not a comedy. It should be the kind where you read the last sentence and then say, "So this is the ending, and it feels good." I don’t know if everyone will like it.”

Like, like, of course like.

Readers have said that as long as it is not a tragedy, anything is fine.

"It's black fans, you are all true fans, right? Forgive me unconditionally." Xia Changyou talked about some of his own creation experiences, including the scandal of typing under the covers at night and being scared by his roommates, and all kinds of stupid things. Meng couldn't bear to look directly at him, and he also specially thanked the dear deputy moderator, administrator Wushen.

"I know this. You are the leader of Yimeng. You are so awesome. Do you want to make a promise with your body? Everyone in the world knows that you are taken care of by him."

"Ahem, it's fine to promise it with your body. If it's something else, I can agree."

A long song of Qingjiang water & moo: ┗|｀O′|┛Oh, Qingjiang Da, you give birth to a monkey for Wushen Da, do you really want such a domineering and leaky little gong?

A long-flowing Qingjiang River & I love Da Da: where?Obviously he is a loyal dog attack, and he is dedicated to taking care of the comment area or something.

A long-flowing Qingjiang River & the male god Memoda: That's a married woman attacking, shooting.

"Ahem, what, this direction is a bit strange, so is our dear domineering administrator Da Da coming today? If you come, please signal and let the field controller carry you up."

After waiting for a long time, no one came up. Many friends changed their IDs to "Wu Shen, please help me." Xia Changyou stared at Wu Shen's blackened profile picture, and didn't dare to send a message.

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