After doing a day's "brother and filial piety", the two were sent on the drive back to school. Qian Mai turned around and found that Peng Chen had quietly retired from the hotel and moved into a new house. The fast action made her breathless.
But this is fine, it can save her a lot of thought. Now, she really can't spare time to take care of these housework.
In view of the shortage of "Avril" down jackets in the domestic sales market this winter, Nan Chunming and Song Suli expressed regret for not letting Qianmai return earlier. After looking at the sales records reported in various places, I made a decisive decision and asked the design department to put more effort into preparing for the down jacket foreign trade ordering meeting for the new year.
Moreover, Nan Haoran led the establishment of a special action team, ready to strike while the iron is hot, and compete with well-known domestic and foreign brands such as "Xueyan" for the production qualifications of the International Winter Olympic Games.
After a group of people soaked in the conference room for two days, they each made a clear division of labor. The latest task that Qianmai received is to sort out the product list and design plan as soon as possible.
This afternoon, she was pacing in the office, and she saw Nan Weiwei walking in with a gust of wind: "Hurry up, my marketing plan, the boss wants to check the homework."
Latent Wheat paused and patted his forehead: "If you don't tell me, I forgot it."
Nan Weiwei was ashamed. She was so busy fighting with her heels these days, if her cousin had just mentioned it, she wouldn't remember it herself. Seeing that Qianmai didn't plan a case for her, but instead took her cell phone to make a call, her heart suddenly became nervous, and her lips trembled and prayed: "Don't say you didn't do it! That way, I would die miserably. "
Qianmai was a little embarrassed, hehe smirked twice, and calmly said: "Of course not! I asked Peng Chen to do it for you."
"Oh my God!" Now, Nan Haoran didn't need to take action, Nan Weiwei wanted to buy a bottle of sleeping pills and swallowed it. She is not a talent, but she also knows herself. Can that kind of patchwork and mechanical things be embarrassing in front of Peng Chen
Mistakes, mistakes, great mistakes! Knowing this, she would rather stay up and down and solve it by herself.
The call was dialed quickly, but no one answered it. It may be busy, or it may be that the phone is not with me temporarily. Usually, for fear of interrupting each other's work, most of them send text messages to each other during working hours. Seeing Nan Weiwei's anxious and regretful face, Qian Mai had to bite the bullet and continue dialing.
This time, the phone was picked up quickly, but a clear and polite female voice came out: "Hello! Who are you?"
Qianmai was taken aback, and he glanced suspiciously at the screen of his mobile phone. It was correct.
At this time, the voice of the other party's inquiry came from the microphone: "Who are you looking for?"
Qianmai answered politely: "I'm looking for Peng Chen, is it convenient for him to answer the phone now?"
The other party replied: "Please wait a moment. Achen just went out, I will help you to bring it to him." Then, there was no sound in the microphone.
Achen? When did he have such a poor Yao name? Qianmai raised her brows, and she saw Nan Weiwei's heartbeat: "What's the matter, I can't get in touch?"
Qianmai made a silent motion, and a faint knock on the door came from the microphone. Then, the phone was transferred.
Peng Chen was surprised, and asked: "Wheat, what's the matter?"
As soon as he heard his deep and comfortable voice in his ears, Qian Mai felt relieved. The woman just now must be a close secretary or colleague. "Nothing happened. I just want to ask, have you corrected Weiwei's marketing plan? She wants to use it urgently now."
Hearing what she said, Peng Chen's heart was slowly let go. After saying "Wait a minute", he muttered a few words under the microphone, and then said to her: "Shen Zhou has already done it for her. He said that Nan Weiwei would come and pick it up by herself."
Isn't it, Ah is also a person who promises to be irresponsible? Why did she believe him so wholeheartedly in the first place, how can she explain it now? Qian Mai blushed with a guilty conscience, hung up, coughed unnaturally, and whispered to Nan Weiwei to talk about the situation.
"Oh my God, this is definitely not true." Nan Weiwei stared openly, almost fainted by foaming at the mouth. Her tragic life, she finally went around a big circle, why did she commit another crime to Shen Zhou
Although there were tens of millions of unwillingness in her heart, the reality forced her to bow down. Instead of being tossed by her cousin, she might as well listen to Shen Zhou's vicious words. Anyway, it didn't hurt or itchy, once was a shame, and a hundred times was also a shame. In front of him, she had long since stopped and lacked shame.
Out of guilt, Qianmai asked Ouyang Xuan to pick him up and down the whole journey.
Nan Weiwei got off the car at an office building in Jiangbei and hurriedly went straight to the 29th floor. As soon as she got out of the elevator, a tall lady dressed as a secretary was waiting. The dress is quite individual, different from the long-haired long skirts of ordinary women, she is capable of short hair and wears a neat black trousers. The beautiful face is very cold and glamorous, and even the walking posture is obviously trained in professional physique.
Sure enough, is the bull leading to Beijing or the bull! As long as Shen Zhou exists, there is no need to worry about no beautiful women around. However, when did he change his taste and start to like this capable and glamorous woman
Nan Weiwei is a bit weird, but not too curious. The purpose of her coming today is not to study which flower Shen Zhou has picked up and which grass she provokes.
When she walked into the deputy general office and saw Peng Chen also, Nan Weiwei's face couldn't help but burn, her eyes erratic and pretending to look at the office environment, and said: "Mai is very busy, so I haven't come over."
Peng Chen was a little disappointed, so he touched his nose and went out.
As soon as he walked with his front foot, Shen Zhou raised his back foot and put it on the desk, sitting lazily in the large chair, playing with the pen in his hand. He said casually, "Nan Weiwei, do you have any brains, you dare to take out such an idiotic thing for others to modify? Send it out, be careful that the old guy George came to China overnight and confiscated your graduation certificate."
Let's talk, let's talk, anyway, knowing that you can't spit out good things in your mouth. Nan Weiwei lowered her head and abdomen, pulled the LV bag in her hand, took out the "IOU" she had prepared in advance, and pushed it in front of Shen Zhou: "Hurry up, my brother is waiting to see it."
Shen Zhouyi looked at Nan Weiwei with peachy eyes with a smile, his face full of worship of genius. What a self-conscious baby, if Nan Haoran knew it, I wonder if he would be so depressed that he wanted to hit the wall. If even the "Southern Hades" couldn't do anything with this unconscious head, then "Avril" definitely can't count on her to take over.
In fact, he took out two light A4 thin papers from the drawer and handed them to her.
Nan Weiwei's eyes widened: "Just so?"
"Otherwise? Play with smelly foot cloth like you?"
Cut, the stinky foot cloth is at least very long and safe. It is still a question whether your little belly can cover your shame. However, Nan Weiwei took it silently. Two for two, it's better than nothing. I can handle it anyhow today, and I will talk about the future.
No time to browse, put it in her handbag and put it away, Nan Weiwei raised her foot and walked out. He was called to a stop by Shen Zhou from behind: "Didn't it say good one, three or five? Why didn't you clean it the day before yesterday? My house has become a garbage dump."
Your house is originally a garbage dump, okay? Nan Weiwei was helpless, thinking that he was 100% intentional, otherwise, how could she not even figure out such a simple "reason". Turning around and raising his lips with a smile, he reminded me "acceptably": "I have to work overtime every day recently. It's eight or nine o'clock after I finish my work. In the past, it would be inconvenient on your side...!" His eyes flashed and flashed, "You don't need to cover up, I understand very well".
Shen Zhou dumb eats Coptis chinensis, and there is hardship to tell. I blame him for a momentary misstep, changing his female partner in front of her like a horse-drawn lantern, and as a result, not only was no one jealous, but he was also given the title of a prodigal son. Knowing this a long time ago, he might as well learn from Peng Chen to take the simplest and most unpretentious route of guarding oneself like a jade. He pursed his lips and smiled bitterly to himself, took out the keychain, took off a door key, and threw it over and said, "There will be no'inconvenience' anymore, please come if you have any questions."
"Got it." Nan Weiwei took the key and walked out of the vice president's room, stepping on the floor with high heels more rhythmic than jazz. The ghost believes him, so don't let this kind of conditional generosity. The more questions she asks, the more her debts will be. How long will it take to pay off.
Nan Haoran was undoubtedly satisfied with the things Nan Weiwei handed in. He rarely praised: "Very good! I will maintain this level in the future." Then he ordered: "Take back 20 copies and notify the marketing department tomorrow morning. Meeting."
Until now, Nan Weiwei was relieved, but she was also a little depressed. Shen Zhou eats, drinks and has fun all day long, and makes whatever she makes is regarded as a treasure by others; but she almost pierced the beam, but the things she made were just a pile of waste paper. When she was in middle school, she didn't miss Shen Zhou too much. Why is she going one day at a time now? Is it true that as adults say, boys have a strong stamina and are more capable and courageous than girls to carry forward their careers
Regardless of whether he admits it or not, it looks like... the situation of relatives and friends around is really such a sign. I blame her for not being able to live up to her temper. In the eyes of relatives, there are no parents who are suitable for successors. If you don't say anything, are you disappointed and sorry for her
Nan Weiwei's mind was slow, and naturally she didn't see a flash of smile on Nan Haoran's face that had been paralyzed for a hundred years.
Specific work is put on the agenda, and Qianmai is no longer idle.
The invisible QQ in the lower right corner of the computer rang, and Peng Chen sent a series of questions: "Are you there???" "Are you there???" "Are you there???"
Qianmai was searching for information in the digital library, and was so disturbed that he lost a "sticky mallet" expression.
Peng Chen replied very wronged: "I know you are very busy, but if you don't say anything now, I'm afraid you will scold me in the future."
"Let's talk about it." In two simple words.
What came back is also very simple, is a string of Huayang local BBS website.
Just click and open it. It's a post titled "My Aunt".
It's so naive, and not a primary school student. If you want to write a propositional composition of "My XX", can't this poster think of a creative title
It may be that the internet speed is too slow, or it may be that the page has been opened too much, and the post hasn't been displayed completely for a long time, but a long-lost music melody sounded. It is a spoof version of "The Girl in Dabancheng".
The male voice with a rough, loud voice fluctuates up and down, not like singing, more like screaming: "The girl on the big cart has long hair and beautiful eyes. If you want to marry someone, don’t marry someone else, you must Marry me. Take your sister, take your dowry, and come in that cart..."
Latent Wheat's mind was thinking about professional information, and he was happy a few times. Intuition should be a spoof post by netizens. It didn't make much sense, so he didn't have the patience to wait any longer. The mouse was about to go out to the right, and several JPG pictures were slowly displayed.
OMG, her pupils dilated with just a glance.
Under the evening sky, the narrow streets of Huayang Old Town were blocked into two long queues of cars. Against the background of various cars, tall, short, fat, and thin, a tricycle is like a strange flower, independent of the world.
On the pallet, a beautifully dressed young woman sits next to a hand-made quilt and holds a large porcelain cylinder. It is as weird as it is. The wind was rushing in the evening, and her long hair was messed up, and the demons danced and couldn't distinguish her voice and facial features. However, the occasional side-faced face does not prevent acquaintances from recognizing her.
In a series of pictures, the young woman is either holding the tank, or holding the quilt, or looking up at the sky at 45 degrees. The whole scene is crooked if it is crooked.
Thinking of the embarrassing embarrassment that he had tried so hard to forget, it was displayed in such a big red and high-definition in front of Peng Chen and others.
"Who did it? Take me so ugly?" Under the desk, Qian Wheat stomped his feet, stepping on the floor as the culprit of the posting. The mouse jittered sharply, giving out a frantic expression.
Yes, she wants to be crazy, she wants to howl, she wants to yell. However, this is the office, and everything can only be solved internally. Anger was rushing, and his heart beat violently, as if a volcano was about to erupt.
The sun is shining outside, the world is so beautiful, but Qianmai is so irritable.
Peng Chen sent a soothing flash animation, confessing the mastermind: "Lin Feng." And gave her the initiative: "What are you going to do?"
Sorrowful! Why is it so unlucky that he was hit by him so deadly. Didn’t it mean that they are relatives who are tens of thousands of miles away and don’t deal with very often? Why are they called so affectionately? Thinking of being called "aunt" by a big man older than him, he got goose bumps all over the place.
"You go to deal with this matter. Ask him to delete the post and supervise him to wipe out all the negatives." Since Peng Chen's relatives did it, he should naturally take care of it. Finally, after thinking about it, he typed a string of words and said, "Bring me a sentence to Lin Feng. Don't think that if you have long hair, you are an artist. Don't delete it thoroughly. Be careful that the court sends him a subpoena."
Peng Chen answered "Okay", and then sent a string of words: "My wife, you have worked hard! It's not ugly at all, I'm very touched."
The simple and common sentences let Qianmai truly understand what is meant by "a good word and three warm words in winter". Feeling moved from the bottom of my heart warm and softly fainted. I didn't feel very embarrassed, embarrassed, or embarrassed. I just threw a smile on the face and said, "Shame!"
Then, Peng Chen's head quickly darkened.
There is no reason why they didn't take it seriously. In just one day, the building was built up high and all kinds of spoofs appeared one after another.
Some have the title of "the youngest beautiful aunt"; some ask for human flesh; some congratulate their uncle; there are also PS masters who are in high spirits and put red silk flowers on tricycles, quilts and large porcelain cylinders. If it weren't for the gorgeous and fashionable red velvet dress of red bean paste and the limited edition platinum and golden diamond ring on the hand which was gossip about, 100% of people would think they traveled through time and witnessed the wedding scene in the countryside in the 1970s.
Some netizens suggested: "Too happy bird, I called my mother to share it. Her old man said that if another piglet is mounted on the cart, it will be a classic recurrence of the scene of her and my dad getting married." Everyone was overjoyed. .
People who spoof are happy, but those who are spoofed are sad.
Qianmai couldn't help but entangled. Not long after QQ was adjusted to the online status, she received more inquiries and molesting from her. Except for Liu Feipeng and Zou Baiqiong, who are serious in their work, who are not online, almost all the classmates and friends in Huayang have gathered. When Yang Gongjian called, Qianmai quickly shut down QQ.
Nan Weiwei rushed in with excitement and gossip, followed by Wang Na with her head and eyes poked. Without waiting for them to come close to ask questions, the Rocket usually rushed to the inner glass door and pressed the close button. Then, do nothing but do nothing, put down the office shutter.
God! Do these people go to work so idle? A few small pictures can make them excited like chicken blood. Although Huayang City is small, it is more than enough to compare with the superior and the inferior. Please don't make themselves so like the rural long-tongued woman, okay
There is no news from Peng Chen, but the BBS is adding more and more at the speed of lightning. Moreover, it seems that more and more acquaintances have gathered.
…
Little A: "Why did you call me here, what happened here?"
Little B: "I don't know,'little madman' called me to see the appearance of'little uncle'."
Little A: "Huh???? Your'little uncle', isn't it my'little cousin'????"
Little B: "Yes, that's right. Haha, I'll call Tyrannosaurus to see him'aunt'."
…
Latent wheat is full of black lines, turning the page with a wry smile, is this a gain or a loss? Without this spoof incident, she really didn't know that Peng Chen was so senior in the family.
Of course, there are more onlookers who don't know the truth. Among them, several female netizens are driving the red velvet dress of red bean paste on their young aunts, whether it is GUCCI or CHANEL.
The 72nd floor said: "It seems that the conditions in this aunt's house are pretty good."
The 73rd floor said: "YES, YES. Zoom in on the photo and look at the ring on her hand. She is wearing a mobile house."
The 74th floor said, "Is that uncle from the back riding the tricycle? Then his family must be very poor."
The 75th floor said: "It's Di, it's Di. It must be my aunt who fell in love with his uncle uncontrollably, and wants to marry him life and death. The family disagrees. They gave her a quilt and a water tank and drove her out. Then, uncle. I drove the cart to pick her up..."
The 76th floor said: "Upstairs, you are a genius. However, I feel that my aunt is indeed a little sad."
77th floor said: "Just love, bless my uncle and aunt. I have always envied this kind of ordinary warmth. When will my husband put down his body and ride a scooter and take me for a ride around the city, then my life will be perfect. Up..."
Pulling it down, the building is as crooked as the Leaning Tower of Pisa. Little B, a relative of the Peng family, caught up with the progress and watched everyone's gossip. He couldn't help but insert: "A bunch of nonsense!" It attracted countless romantic beauties.
When we got to the 100th floor, a scribbled user named "Cai Wei Cai Wei" ran in and reported: "Be careful, everyone, uncle is angry. Lou Zhu ran away, uncle brought a knife to catch you."
Suddenly, the jar was divided into two, one side was the cries of the revolutionary "uncle mighty", and the other was the call of the royalist "protect the landlord".
…
The 120th floor said: "On the 100th floor, I strongly request to announce the location of the fight. I will take a small bench to watch."
"Plucking Wei" on the 121st floor said: "Uncle went to Hongbo Road. Everyone replied, is it the uncle's mighty or Louzhu's ferocious?" In this way, there will be people besides Shen Zhou who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic and know the development of the situation. Who. This fool thought that if he took a woman's nickname, no one would recognize him.
The 122nd floor said: "The Yali is so big! I'm on Hongbo East Road. Don't come, uncle!"
The 123rd floor said: "I'm on Hongbo West Road. There is no war on the western front. Uncle, come here!"
The 124th floor said: "I was near Dimende. I just ran to the sidewalk to investigate without my boss. There were policemen patrolling the street. Uncle might be afraid of birds."
The 125th floor said: "Upstairs, you are so tough. I will also go downstairs and comrades wait for my news."
…
The building became a sea of joy, and their respective guards quickly formed a team. In view of the fact that they cannot bear the same roots, all relatives remain neutral.
An hour later, the post music changed suddenly and became a dynamic English song:
You think you are a man
But you are only a boy
You think you are a man
But you are only a toy
You think you are a man
But you just could not see
You were not man enough to satisfy me
Oh ooh, GAY enough, BL enough!
Everyone was shocked and ran to the homepage while holding the mouse. I don't know, but when I saw it, tea and coffee sprayed the computer screen.
At some point, the picture of the young aunt disappeared, replaced by an artistic picture of a beautiful male.
On a classical European-style bed, a man with a messy long hair in a mask, his upper body naked and his eyes closed fake sleep, the bronze texture of the skin is full of lines, the shoulders are faintly flashed with scorpion tattoos, and the whole person is set against the snow-white bed sheet, revealing a kind of Damn decadent and evil dazzle.
However, this is definitely not the time to appreciate beautiful men, and everyone's eyes are immediately deeply shocked by the newly revised title-"I Am a Lou Zhu".
Wow Kaka, uncle won an overwhelming all-out victory! The reformists sprinkled flowers to celebrate.
Qian Mai jumped up in cheers, almost laughing. It feels so good! It feels even better to have someone help revenge and hate! I grabbed the office phone and pressed it violently. Before Peng Chen was connected, I was so excited that I babbled: "My husband, I love you so much! You are such a talented wife."
The shout of "husband" was naturally coquettish and affectionate, which made Peng Chen exuberant. How many times, he has been abducted and deceived, coupled with coercion and temptation, she froze and refused to speak. Unexpectedly, the first "husband" in his life was heard under this situation. The mood became happy, and Lin Feng was also slightly relieved.
Latent Wheat doesn't know this, so immersed in the joy of victory, he repeatedly asked: "How did you do it?"
Peng Chen was driving and took a few words: "After I arrived at Lin Feng's studio, I threw him out of the office and locked the door. That guy's computer was full of photos of Meng Sao, so he ps a mask and posted it to the post. By the way, he stole his number and changed his registration password."
"Haha." Qianmai smiled so that only his teeth were missing. Not kind, not kind, they all say "do not do to others what you don't want." But who makes this joy so surging, there is no way, no way.
After that, I really lost my mind to go to work, and soon it was time to go to get off work, so I had to copy the data to the U disk to take home and work overtime. Walking out of the design department, I saw Lin Feng pouting sadly sitting on the sofa in the reception hall as the gatekeeper. Seeing her coming out, he immediately greeted her flatteringly, shouting: "Auntie, a misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding..."
Qian Mai's eyes stared, ah, I want to make people all over the world know.
Lin Shengming lowered his voice and said, "That day, my car was parked not far away. I didn't know that it was you at the time. I just thought it was rare and took a photo. It was not until today that I found out that it was you. ."
"Auntie, I'm very happy. Although we are talking, I know that you are a very entertaining person, so I want to build a building HAPPY, and when the building is high, I will call you over to have fun and give you a Surprise. My starting point is absolutely noble, but I didn't expect my cousin to be so angry."
You sang "You must marry me" and you misled netizens into thinking that the coachman is the groom. Can Peng Chen be happy? Qian Mai desperately held back a smile, and said with a straight face, "I don't care too much, you go and tell Peng Chen. Just one thing, please pay attention, don't randomly recognize relatives, I am not married yet. I am. My cousin has already seen it, be careful that he looks for you desperately."
Lin Feng was dumbfounded. The two of them were really hard and soft, and each one was more difficult to deal with. Peng Chen made him like a dissatisfied petty recipient, stole his account number, changed his registration password, and even beaten him up and threatened him not to ask the administrator to delete the post without the permission of Baimai. No, he begged with a shy face, but she seemed to be irrelevant. Isn't the two of them slowly braising frogs to play? If this continues, the posts will be seen by his staff sooner or later, and he will still talk about his prestige
Qian Mai, regardless of his buzzing explanation, left the office building, eagerly looking forward to it. Peng Chen clearly said that he was coming to pick her up, why is there still no one in sight
Just about to call, a black sports car stopped in front of her. Peng Chen was dressed in black leather clothes and leather pants, wearing sunglasses on his face, and appeared in front of Qianmai very seriously and handsomely.
Qianmai has no interest in cars, and is confused about branding/performance. But from the amazing look of Lin Feng who was following, it could be judged that this donkey was not a common product.
Seeing Lin Feng, Peng Chen almost frowned. Lin Feng hurriedly clung up and begged: "Uncle, the little one has eyes but doesn't know Taishan, so I won't dare to do it again next time. Just tell me the password."
Peng Chen opened the door and let Qianmai get on the car. Leaning over, slender and strong fingers fastened her seat belt. The movements were not rushed or slow, as if he hadn't seen Lin Feng's existence at all. Ask her: "How do you feel?"
The distance between the two is extremely close, and all the senses that are close to Qianmai are the clear breath of his body. In the public, the roots of the ears were slightly red, and the reaction was a little slow. I fumbled and looked around, nothing special. It wasn't until a tourist bus whizzed past them that I didn't realize a little bit, saying, "This car is too short. It feels inferior to sit here."
There was a burst of laughter in the air, and Lin Feng's mouth was grinning. The corner of Peng Chen's mouth was squeezed, and his words were as smooth as water: "Then only sit once today. Let's go for a ride to see the scenery, and replace the unpleasant memory of the last ride on the cart.
Knowing that driving in the winter is very BT and suffering, Qian Mai nodded and agreed.
Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Feng did not miss the opportunity to continue flattering: "Uncle, send mercy and tell me the password. I have wrapped up the wedding photos of you and aunt. I promise that I will take you beautifully. .?"
Peng Chen swiftly refused: "No more trouble, we will take the wedding photos ourselves."
At this time, Lin Feng remembered that Peng Chen seemed to play photography earlier than him. When the class got an axe, he didn't say much: "Is there anything I can do for you, just say it."
This time, Peng Chen reluctantly agreed: "Okay, you go back first, and call you at night." With a stern look, he was more stylish than the old uncle.
After Lin Feng sighed and left, the sports car chose a road with fewer vehicles to leave the city. On the way, Qianmai asked: "Why don't you tell him the password directly? He just played, there is no malicious intent."
"This is the cheapest method for him." The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. Thinking of the few replies in the post that took the opportunity to humiliate and humiliate her, Peng Chen's anger finally came to the ground. The baby he hid on the tip of his heart, how could he allow others to ugly and spoof her.
"It doesn't need to be so serious, right? It's all relatives anyway."
"I'm killing a chicken to show to the monkey. It's okay to play around like this. In the future, if other people want to make things difficult for you, they should think about it first. You can take this opportunity to accept Lin Feng, maybe he will later I'm desperate for you."
It turned out that there was this curved intestine inside. Latent Wheat laughed, she didn't think so much. I also accepted Lin Feng, when she was a Guanyin Jingping who specializes in collecting monsters.
The sports car was on the winding mountain road, and the wide tires galloped over every inch of concrete road, a bit like riding a radical ride.
It is a pity that there is no blessing to enjoy the potential wheat. Before she ran a kilometer, her heart was beating 180, she was so frightened, she squatted on the side of the road and vomited and collapsed. Fortunately, he did what he said, and intensified his efforts to cover all the unpleasant memories of her riding a tricycle. However, the price is too high. Compared with this dangerous situation and almost vomiting out bile, the crime of riding a tricycle is a shame. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)