Xu Chuanchuan opened the browser while chatting with An Ji. She wanted to take the time to reply to the reader's comment, and opened the background to see a deep mine.
"Bawang Ticket" is a kind of reward tool in Jinjiang. The minimum amount is one dollar of land mines, and the largest amount is one hundred yuan of deep-water torpedoes.
Xu Chuanchuan narrowed his eyes, and was stunned when he saw the vest of the reader who was throwing the thunder.
Passerby
"Passerby's Armor" is a public vest that comes with the Jinjiang system. Xu Chuanchuan is not surprised, but as soon as she got in touch with what An Ji said to her a few seconds ago, she found that this vest was not at all ordinary, and she was affectionate. To think: "It's not the same person, right?"
Xu Chuanchuan entered the backstage of this "passer-by" and found that the reader did not subscribe to her article, and the subscription record only contained a 600,000-word novel by An Ji. Pulling down, she saw a comment record, her eyes widened.
This passer-by is actually the passer-by who gave the orange a negative score...
How could she throw lightning at herself
Xu Chuanchuan was a little stunned, and immediately sent a screenshot to An Ji, and finished her discovery in a few words.
An Ji: "Why did she subscribe to my article, she was going to take down Xiangcheng, and then turned to throw thunder for you? Could it be that she is a black fan of Xiangcheng?"
Xu Chuanchuan: "How do I know."
Anji: "What a willful reader."
The readers felt a needle in the bottom of the sea. Xu Chuanchuan couldn't find it for a long time, so he simply gave up.
At exactly nine o'clock, the last two chapters were spat out by the manuscript deposit box, and it didn't take long for the comment area to be blown up by the readers' mines. Xu Chuanchuan counted them carefully. There were also five deep-water torpedoes among them, which was a constant surprise.
Xu Chuanchuan sent red envelopes to her hands, and she replied to each comment one by one until eleven o'clock.
This article is over, what to write next
Xu Chuanchuan is one big and two big, but after thinking about it, she finally doesn't have to work hard to rush drafts every night, and she can't help but feel happy again.
Xu Chuanchuan hummed a song and used her tone of voice to poison the mosquitoes in the room, which had been smoked by mosquito coils. She found a change of clothes and went to take a bath.
Twenty minutes later, Xu Chuanchuan heard "ding ding dong dong" on her mobile phone as soon as she left the bathroom. She walked over to see that it was Xu Xiangxiang who sent a video invitation.
"Sister—" As soon as the video was connected, Xu Xiangxiang Xiangxiang's voice like a gossamer came over.
I saw Xu Xiangxiang's face was flushed, and her eyes were misty as if she had just cried. Xu Chuanchuan was taken aback: "What's wrong?"
Xu Xiangxiang sniffed, and her voice was crying: "I have a fever, it's so uncomfortable."
Xu Chuanchuan was startled again: "How many degrees? Have you taken medicine?"
Xu Xiangxiang: "At thirty-eight and a half degrees, I went to the school doctor and just took medicine."
Xu Chuanchuan softened his tone: "If you're sick, go to bed early, and I'll see you tomorrow."
Xu Xiangxiang said obediently, "Yeah."
Because she was thinking about her sick sister, Xu Chuanchuan's joy of ending the series was gone. She didn't sleep well all night and went out early the next day. On the way, she called the boss to ask for leave, took the bus and took the subway, and arrived at Xu Xiangxiang's university an hour later.
Xu Xiangxiang was lying in the dormitory alone, her fever had subsided, but she didn't look very good.
Xu Chuan strung up and touched her forehead: "Have you eaten breakfast?"
Xu Xiangxiang shook her head, her nose sensitively smelled a sweet fragrance, and asked, "What delicious food did you bring me?"
"Egg tart, do you want to eat it?"
Xu Xiangxiang's eyes lit up, nodding like smashing garlic.
Seeing her greedy look, Xu Chuanchuan was angry and funny, and said, "Come down."
Xu Xiangxiangle lifted the quilt and climbed down, as if she was not the one who was crying and crying last night.
Xu Chuanchuan accompany her to finish breakfast, chatted with her for a while, and said, "There is one box left, and some fruit. When your three roommates come back, you can share it with them."
Xu Xiangxiang drank the milk with a smile and said, "Sister, you are so kind."
"Don't come." Xu Chuanchuan began to pack his things, "I only asked for half a day's leave, you have a good rest, and I will leave if there is nothing else."
Xu Xiangxiang wiped her mouth and said, "Last time my mother came to see me, she brought you something."
"what?"
"She bought you an ointment from an old Chinese doctor, and she said it worked well." Xu Xiangxiang rummaged through her messy cabinet and handed Xu Chuanchuan a box of three products with no products.
Xu Chuanchuan took it over and smelled it, and the pungent medicinal smell made him want to sneeze. She was all too familiar with the smell. Every time her grandfather had a bad waist, he would put on a piece and feel refreshed the next day.
Xu Chuanchuan had a severe waist attack recently. These ointments were like giving charcoal in the snow. She closed the package and put it in the bag to prepare to leave.
Xu Xiangxiang looked at her eagerly.
Xu Chuanchuan understood, took out his wallet from his bag, took out five hundred yuan and handed it to her.
"Thank you, sister!" Xu Xiangxiang rudely held the money in her palm and bit her lower lip, "Sister, can you lend me some money?"
Xu Chuanchuan was surprised: "Five hundred is not enough?"
Xu Xiangxiang's ill face turned red for a while. She struggled for a long time before she said, "I want to buy an iPhone, can you lend me 6,000 yuan? I will pay you back when I earn money from part-time work during the summer vacation."
"Don't you already have apples?"
Xu Xiangxiang twitched: "That one is old, I want to replace it with a new one..."
Xu Chuanchuan's face sank, and he said with a slight displeasure, "I don't want to borrow it. I bought your mobile phone for you last time, and it took only a year for it to be replaced. Do you think the money came from a strong wind?"
"Oh, I'll pay you back the money I earned from working part-time!" Xu Xiangxiang said eagerly.
Xu Chuanchuan broke free from her hand that was holding her arm, without compromising at all: "Since you can work part-time to make money, then you can buy it after you earn it, because the phone won't run away anyway."
Her sister has been spoiled since she was a child and is a little squeamish. Xu Chuanchuan was not bad for that amount of money, but she didn't want to condone Xu Xiangxiang's money-worshiping consumption concept.
Seeing her tough attitude, Xu Xiangxiang felt so aggrieved, her eyes were red.
Xu Chuanchuan softened and said, "Xingxingxing, I'm afraid of you."
Xu Xiangxiang showed joy.
"I'll give you another hundred."
"..." Xu Xiangxiang looked at the extra hundred yuan in her hand and wanted to cry without tears.
Xu Chuanchuan hurried back to the company, and before she could turn on the computer to write a leave request, the boss of the engineering department came over and said to her, "Xiao Xu, it's just in time, you can go to Miss Murong in the afternoon and take pictures for her. "
Xu Chuanchuan was sweating like rain, and his mind short circuited for a second. He stared blankly at her boss: "Which Miss Murong? The boss's daughter?"
"Otherwise, who else would. Oh, I forgot that you asked for leave in the morning. We will all have to listen to her in the future. Her assistant is not here today. She wants to take a look around and needs someone to help take pictures. You go with her."
After a week, Xu Chuanchuan almost forgot about Murong Shi. She didn't expect such a big thing to happen after she disappeared for only one morning. She was shocked for a while, wiped the sweat that was about to flow to her chin with the back of her hand, and said, "Okay, I see, what time is it in the afternoon?"
Boss: "Call the general manager on the inside and ask, Miss Murong will work there in the future."
Xu Chuanchuan nodded absentmindedly.
The boss ordered to finish the work and left.
Xu Chuanchuan blew on the air conditioner for a while, but when he tried to drink water, he found that the cup was empty. She licked her lips and called the general manager's office.
When there was a lukewarm "hello" on the other end of the phone, Xu Chuanchuan was a little distracted, and was shocked to realize that it was Murong Shi's voice, she said hurriedly, "Hello, Miss Murong, I'm Xu Chuan, assistant of the engineering department. Chuan, what time do we go to take pictures in the afternoon?"
Murong Shi on the other end of the phone paused for a while, then answered inappropriately, "It's you."
Does she still remember herself
Xu Chuanchuan recalled the embarrassing encounter between the two in front of the general manager's office a week ago. A trace of unnaturalness flashed across his face, and he said, "No, that's right, it's me."
Murong Shi: "It's been a long time, let's do it now, come and find me."
"Dong dong dong—" Xu Chuanchuan knocked on the closed heavy wooden door.
"Please come in."
The same person's voice sounds different through the current and through the door. Xu Chuanchuan pushed open the door and saw Murong Shi sitting on the executive chair.
Murong Shi always seemed to like to have her long hair tied up high and combed meticulously, with her full forehead exposed, and her beautiful facial features were undoubtedly revealed. The light makeup and her hairstyle give people a feeling of being able and very confident.
The person in front of him seems to have its own beauty function, 360 degrees without dead ends, everything is fine, that is, those phoenix eyes look at people without temperature.
Such a pair of eyes makes it difficult to look at them calmly. Xu Chuanchuan lowered his eyes and said, "I'm ready here."
Murong Shi closed the mailbox, locked the computer, stood up and said, "Let's go then."
Xu Chuanchuan hurried over to open the door. She stood respectfully by the door and made a "please" gesture.
Murong Shi felt a strange smell sharply on the tip of her nose when she passed by, she said coldly, "Are you sick?"
If he hadn't known that there were only the two of them here, Xu Chuanchuan would have thought that Murong Shi was talking to someone else. She raised her head abruptly, met Murong Shi's eyes and quickly turned her head away, saying, "No."
Murong Shi's small nose twisted and said, "You have a strong smell of medicine on your body."
Is it the smell of Chinese medicine on her body
The box of ointment Xu Chuanchuan hadn't been used yet, she just touched it, and the smell of the medicine inevitably overflowed in the bag and smoked her all the way.
Xu Chuanchuan didn't expect Murong Shi's nose to be so sharp. She was afraid that the new leader couldn't bear to let her change clothes for a while, so she hurriedly said, "Thank you, Miss Murong, for your concern. I... that... just twisted my waist some time ago."
As soon as the voice fell, she was annoyed, why did she say this? People don't really care about her.