The snowy night on the other side of the computer is a little strange. When did you insist on this?

Editor in chief Xueye: young master, are you still interested in participating in the film and television industry?

Childe Jinghong: now I'm a little interested. I'll change it if I can. I'll provide the script. If I can't, no one will want to touch this article.

When she signed the contract at the beginning, she didn't sign out the film and television copyright. She didn't expect that there was still some use now.

Editor in chief Xueye: I know. I'll talk about it in the company.

Snow night is very reliable, so Gu Qingge will find snow night in the first time.

Editor in chief Xueye: (╯``╯╯┻━┻┻┻━┻┻┻━┻┻┻????????????????????.

Editor in chief Xueye: wait, it's been three years. Do you remember the story? Or the original formula, familiar with the taste?

Childe Jinghong: I have saved millions of manuscripts before. I didn't have time to upload them.

At the beginning, she planned to open a new article, so she saved the manuscript in advance and uploaded it to the cloud disk. But she didn't expect that to happen. It was clear that she didn't do anything, but she wanted to block Su Ningxue's prison. She really hated it.

Think of those three years in prison, Gu Qingge's fist can't help clenching tightly. All the pain on her body is caused by Suning snow, and she will get it back.

However, Gu Qingge's words, let the snow blow up again.

Editor in chief snow night: a million saved manuscripts!

Editor in chief Xueye: my God, seek perfection and renewal!

Editor in chief: I feel itchy. I'm going to go back and look at it again.

Editor in chief: I'm so excited that I'm going to run in circles.

Childe Jinghong: you can send a micro blog to let me know. I will resume the update tomorrow.

Editor in chief Xueye: how to make it?

Master Jinghong: isn't it your skill to cover your face with Pipa? I'm under the bus.

Editor in chief Xueye: talk about Wumao's [Wumao]

Gu Qingge's mouth is tickled. Instead of replying to Xueye, he silently offline QQ.

Gu Qingge hesitated for a moment, but he still boarded his own author's backstage and took a look at the book review. His heart was warm.

As the snow said, there is no expected curse, even after three years, there are many people waiting for her return, waiting for her update.

Gu Qingge didn't expect that the readers who had never met her were the ones who cared about her most.

Gu Qingge logged into her original micro blog, which is also a big V with millions of fans. Under her last micro blog three years ago, there were countless comments that made her come back soon.

There are people waiting for her, even if she has no relatives, no friends, but still let her feel very happy.

Master Jinghong V: sorry, I'm back. Are you still there?

After Gu Qingge finished his microblog, he turned off the computer, closed it, looked up, and suddenly found a figure leaning on the door of the study.

Gu Qingge's pupil couldn't help contracting for a moment to see who the figure was. Gu Qingge closed his eyes helplessly and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he stood up and walked to the door.

"What are you doing standing here in silence? Be a door god? " Gu Qingge stares at Lu Xingye and says something.

"Who let you into the study?" Lu Xingye squinted and said in a cold voice.

"What? I'll give you a report when I enter the study! " Gu Qingge couldn't help but feel funny. He reached out and pushed Lu Xingye. He walked past Lu Xingye and said carelessly, "yes, I'll report to you tomorrow. I'm going to sleep."