Shi Sheng returns to his bedroom and opens the chat software.

Didi——

[first marksman: Sue, be careful. What are you doing so late and don't go to bed?]

Hao Baobao just sent this message, stepping on her online time.

Su Xin: Xiuxian

[first marksman: fix your fart and go to bed!!]

[Su Xin: I just got up and slept for what.]

Shi Sheng didn't know Hao Baobao when he finished this sentence, but he was too noisy. Shi Sheng put him on the blacklist and refused to contact.

After pulling the blacklist, it's wise to turn off your cell phone, or Hao Baobao can call you from now until dawn.

She doesn't want to be bombed.

The chatting record with the old lady was still there when she went to bed. After she finished, the man didn't say a word again.

Tut

[Su Xin: great God, come to fix immortals.]

So I didn't return, and I don't know whether I'm not there or in the codeword.

Shi Sheng played a boring game and didn't return until she abused several bosses, so she didn't return a word.

Long summer: go to bed early and get up early

Shi Sheng raised his eyebrows. He also knew to go to bed early and get up early.

[Su Xin: Excuse me, great God, do you use American time?]

[Chang Xia: if you want to talk about the cover, please find someone else.]

[Su Xin: how boring others are, I like you.]

[Chang Xia:...]

It's not that I haven't met crazy fans. Wen Guchi is also a crazy fan, um... A powerful fan with some skills.

[Su Xin: great God, why don't you sleep yet?]

[Changxia: code word.]

[Su Xin: is the codeword inspiration better at night?]

She can code at any time. There is no such thing as better inspiration for code at night... Mainly because she can't write any more and opens her new book.

[Chang Xia: busy during the day.]

[Su Xin: busy? Busy with what?]

[Chang Xia: private affairs.]

Shi Sheng found that except for the cover, she can beep long sentences with her. Other questions are usually concise and then concise.

Shi Sheng scratched his chin and replied after a while.

[Su Xin: great God, let's discuss the origin of life.]

[Chang Xia: if you have this time, you might as well change the picture.]

[Su Xin: we can discuss it and then change it. I can change it for you what you want. Is it very cost-effective?]

[Chang Xia:...]

[Su Xin: great God, don't be so cannibal. As a mortal, you have to be grounded, right? Isn't that human nature?]

[Su Xin: great God?]

[Su Xin:... Great God, great God?]

Wen therefore, after those six points, he never paid attention to the outdated Sheng, but he didn't go offline and didn't know what he was doing.

When Shi Sheng was bored, he searched his pseudonym on the Internet. What came out were all works, no photos and no life.

It is his first fantasy and super long novel through the ages. In the past, he wrote short stories... Well, books of Comparative Literary and artistic types, and he is a best-selling author.

Such writers suddenly come to write fantasy novels and sell so well that they are poisonous.

……

In the next few days, Wengu was like missing. It was locust who told her about changing the map several times.

[Su Xin: can I come back after I change the reason?]

[Acacia:... Where did you know his real name?]

[Su Xin: I said I hacked. Do you believe it behind the scenes?]

[Acacia:...]

[Robinia pseudoacacia: Mr. Su Xin, please don't make trouble. Please change the picture well, otherwise we can't use it and can only terminate the contract.]

Locust is in a business tone. This circle says it's big or small. Different people always know before and then know some secrets. It's not a big deal.

Robinia pseudoacacia only thought that Shi Sheng heard it from others.

[Su Xin: to tell you the truth, why doesn't anyone believe it? You ask Wengu to tell me, and I'll change it again.]

[Acacia: let me die. JPG]

The locust wanted to die at this time. The new painter also showed him, but the painting was not as good as this one. However, this one was so difficult. Changing the picture was like asking her to die.

She didn't want her life. Before, she was too lazy to change. She didn't lack the money. It was Hao Baobao's mentally retarded self assertion.

As for now, of course, it's all for her daughter-in-law.

Heaven and earth are bigger than a daughter-in-law.

[Robinia pseudoacacia: he has something to do and will not go online for the time being. Mr. Su Xin, you change it first. When he goes online, you can talk to him again?]

[Su Xin: what's up?]

[Acacia: private affairs.]

[Su Xin: I'll wait for him to go online. It doesn't matter. You can use another painter. I don't mind. I'll pay you liquidated damages at that time, and you won't lose any money.]

[Acacia:...]

Do you mind if we do!!

Anyway, Shi Sheng didn't bird him, so he had to give up the idea and communicate with another painter.

The painter's problem was more miserable than that of Shi Sheng. Now it has been changed to life without love. It is estimated that there is a rhythm of abandoning his work. As an editor, locust must appease the painter, or he will find someone to cry.

He was also desperate to meet an author who found fault everywhere.

Shi Sheng put down his computer and looked at the man who had no love on his face over there.

"How long will you tie me up, sister?" When the man saw Shi Sheng, he finally put his eyes on himself and made a noise immediately. His voice was a little hoarse.

In addition to eating, he has been tied all the time, even to the toilet. Do you know how hard he has been these days?

"When Mr. Fan contacts, he will be tied up."

"Why am I so unlucky." The man wailed.

He has been in the industry for so many years and has never lost his hand. Who knows that this one is still planted in the hands of women. He has to laugh off other people's big teeth.

Might as well die!!

Eh... No, he can't die.

The man quickly gave up the idea and said to Shi Sheng, "my hands and feet are numb. There is still time for ventilation after prison dinner. You let me move first."

"Do you think you're in prison?" Shi Sheng sneered.

Man: "

Ah, Mr. Fan, why don't you call? If it goes on like this, I'll die!!

The man was tied up for another day, and the mobile phone that had been on the tea table was moving.

The man stared at the mobile phone with bright eyes. When he came, he could finally loosen it.

Shi Sheng untied him and gave him his cell phone.

The man almost cried with joy.

"If you slip your tongue, I'll kill you." Shi Sheng smiles.

The man's joy was immediately suppressed. He quickly collected his expression, took a deep breath and connected, "Mr. Fan."

Shi Sheng looked at the computer with headphones, and the sound from the headphones came out clearly.

Mr. Fan: "is it done?"

The man nodded immediately, "it's done, it's done."

Mr. Fan: "send me something, but I'll give you the address."

There seemed to be going to hang up. The man looked at the words typed by Shi Sheng on his mobile phone and hurriedly said, "Mr. Fan, wait a minute. This time it's very troublesome. I ask for more money."

Mr. Fan paused for a few seconds. "What's the trouble?"