Chapter 2108： What is love

Chapter 2108 What is Love?

Chapter 2110 What is Love?

Crisp said, and thought of something, "Yes, I sent you the script based on your script, just in your previous mailbox, I don't know if you read it."

"I saw it." Yun said, "I have carefully looked at the previous mailbox. I have seen the script, adapted it very well, and I am really loyal to the original. I am very satisfied."

"That's good, then it's good, right. After two days of the crew to promote, I let them Aite you this original." Crisp said.

"Good." Cloud painted nodded.

"Now, let's talk about our business." Crisp said in a small secret, "My current website is called Fengqi Chinese. It is a female website of Penguin reading. We all belong to penguins, but Penguin Reading has now integrated 18 different types of websites across the network, and established the Cloud Read Group. Since the establishment of the Cloud Read Group, the results have been outstanding, and the Cloud Read Group has also been listed. These years can be seen through the Group's financial statements. clear."

"The strength of our group is definitely not to be said, and recently the group has acquired the new moon. This is a film and television production company, and its strength is also very strong. In the future, we will have its own film and television production capabilities. Bigize the rights of our authors..."

There are a lot of crispy cakes, and the cloud paintings are finished with a smile. "I believe in you."

She only said these words, and the crispness was not moving.

“Drawing, actually the author of your level, is not quite as much as the average author needs us to influence you. However, I will give you the most relaxed conditions, after all, to you The fame, after joining our cloud reading group, will also greatly enhance the reputation of our cloud reading group!"

The details of the contract are certainly not decided now, but the cloud painting has the intention to sign, so it has been very satisfied with the crisp.

"Right, painting, although you have not appeared in the public all these years, but I believe that you will not stop writing, you must have accumulated a lot of manuscripts on hand... Hey, you know what ~"

Obviously, this is to read the manuscript.

Cloud painting nodded. "Many manuscripts don't..."

Crisp immediately widened his eyes and looked disappointed.

"However, some manuscripts are still there." Cloud painting went on.

Crisp suddenly pulled out the mouth of the mouth, "Drawing you can talk about this big gasp can change!"

Cloud painting can't be laughed.

"Quick and fast, I have to read the manuscript. There are not many that are only a little bit better. I have to solve my love of Acacia."

"It's too exaggerated." Cloud painting helplessly smiled. "There is not much text. I have sent the document from the attachment to your mailbox. Look at it when you have time."

"Now there is time! It is my first priority to read the manuscript. Everything else has to give in!"

......

After chatting with the crispy, the cloud painting opened Weibo.

Afterwards, she was very fortunate that she did not use her mobile phone to open it. If it is not allowed, I am afraid that the mobile phone will be stuck!

Her computer is some years old, but the performance has always been good, she usually watch a video or i write a manuscript, etc., enough to use, can now, once on the microblogging, it is directly stuck!

When I just sent Weibo and the crisp video, I was still fine. How do I strike when I strike?

But soon, the cloud painting knows that it is a computer comrade. After all, it is an old comrade who has served her for several years. Some simple applications are no problem, but the performance does not keep up, and her Weibo, Aite her, replying to her, and sending her a private message, and so on, is really too much and too much, so she has to directly kill her computer!

I love to eat lemon: Hey, life is finally coming back, it’s not easy.

The love of the Danube: ah ah ah, two thousand days and nights, finally gave hope to the life of a big life, life is great, you have been missing for so long, we all want to die!

......

A variety of messages, countless, all of her book powder, she can even remember their ID.

You know, Weibo can change its name. They haven't changed their names for so many years, and it's really rare.

Moreover, from her microblogging to the present, it is only more than an hour, there are so many message comment forwarding and private letters...

Cloud painting also has a sense of satisfaction.

Sure enough, the cause will be particularly satisfying, always indulging in feelings, and it will only make people more and more decadent.

Don't say anything else, even for this group of lovely readers, she has to write down all the time!

"Let you wait a long time, and for the rest of our lives, we will not disperse."

After sending another Weibo, Yunxiao opened a private letter and picked out some of his former authors from inside, and made a simple reply.

When she finished, she had already returned from school.

"Mom, what happened? You look so happy." Going into the door and putting down the bag, he ran to hug the cloud.

Cloud painting turned back and used his face to lick his face. "There is a good thing happening, um... For example, Mom can finally put down some things, are you saying good?"

Going around, "Is it... is it a thin uncle?"

There is not much to say about cloud painting.

I’m a little hesitant, “Mom, actually I think, Uncle Bo is also...like you...”

"Don't talk nonsense." Cloud painting immediately took a look.

"I didn't talk about it." He said, biting his lip. "Mom, look, Uncle Bo has lost his memory. I don't even know you, or I know you, but he still likes you. ... I can't imagine how much he liked you when you were together, so that you lost your memory, or you will fall in love with you when you see you..."

When I painted it, I shook my head immediately. "No, you, Uncle Bo, thought that I was his mother's daughter, that is his sister. He was only taking care of my sister..."

"It's not it." He snorted. "Mom, you have to deceive yourself anyway, it's your business."

Cloud painting: "..."

Children's family, know what love.

This is an excuse for cloud painting to drive away.

The word love is often more humiliating in the mouth of the Chinese, and it is not to be said casually, but in the mouth of Westerners, the word is simply a commonplace.

There is a good feeling that can be said to be love and like...

Plus, how old is it!

Although the bag is indeed very mature, but he is just a child when he is mature, what love does he know?

(End of this chapter)