Maybe it's because Hiukawa's red nose, perfectly curved chin and the old bitch's appearance when he said "I don't even deserve to wash my feet" are too charming.
Chu Li didn't dare to put another fart, so he left with his tail between his legs.
Hiukawa stood in the entrance and watched the poor little girl leave, and waited until she was gone, then looked away, and mocked the big dog in the yard lying on the door with its butt up, "I'm gone, what are you looking at?" Look, come in."
The big dog reluctantly jumped down from the iron gate. At the same time, its owner turned and walked into the house. When he passed the entrance, the man kicked the crooked stack of waste paper and books, and various magazines were scattered. When he passed the coffee table in the living room, he conveniently pulled a small piece of paper with someone's phone number and QQ written on it into the trash can.
The second dog followed in, sniffing here and there, the big dog stuck its head into the trash can and pulled it out again, then decisively raised its leg and slapped the trash can over with its paw—
Hiukawa: "..."
Stared at Dagou's calm dog eyes for three seconds in silence.
The man's face changed in a second, and he grabbed the big dog's ear with a ferocious face: "One bun is enough to bribe your dog's legs, so you don't know where to turn, right? You eat a basin of imported dog food for one meal! I have a month!" The food expenses contributed to you can buy a ton of buns!"
Ergou pulled his head out of the man's hand, shook his head, and stepped on a small piece of paper with his big paw—Hiukawa squinted at it, bent down to pick up the piece of paper, and took a serious look: this It's not just an ordinary business card, the phone number and QQ number on it are all handwritten.
There is no serious business card, so is that little girl a temporary worker sent by Yuanyue Society
Wait, Yuanyue Club actually sent a temporary worker to deal with Lao Tzu
... What a big dog!
The man's imagination was too rich, so that the man's eyes could burst into flames of anger. He threw the torn piece of paper on the computer desk, turned around and cleaned up the trash can, and washed his hands. After washing his hands, he returned to the computer desk and turned on the computer. The document typed for a while with the energy brought by the angry flame—
When I looked up again, it was already around three o'clock in the afternoon.
When Hiukawa was exercising his muscles and bones, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the piece of paper on the table that he put there in the morning... He stared at the piece of paper and paused for three seconds, and then he made a decision that was enough to make him regret for the rest of his life—he will Picking up the piece of paper, I selected the one on the right of the two Qs that were open on the computer desktop at the same time, and clicked to add a designated friend.
The slender fingertips jumped on the keyboard.
When the mouse clicks "Search", it makes a crisp "click" sound.
When the search results popped up, the man took a quick look at the Q profile picture that seemed familiar, and he gave a puzzled "hmm" first, narrowed his brown eyes slightly, and then took a closer look—
Query result: [Sailors invited by monkeys].
Hirukawa sat in front of the computer holding the mouse and let it go for thirty seconds.
In the 31st second, the man's handsome and mean face twitched, and his face suddenly lost its color. He suddenly moved the mouse, moved to the Q on the left side of the computer desktop, and opened it to take a look—exactly the same profile picture , exactly the same name, the dialog box has not had time to close, and at this moment because the speech on the other side is desperately flashing blue light——
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Xiba! I was rejected again! ! !]
[Saijun invited by the monkey: Let me emphasize again, a certain author's family dog is more enthusiastic than him!]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Why is the author so difficult to deceive these days, huh? I showed the highest sincerity I could in this life and asked him to sign a publishing contract! I even bought him buns! This is the first time in my life that my wife bought breakfast for a man! Not only did he not thank you, but he also said that my steamed stuffed bun is not worth hundreds of thousands of royalties!]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Is that a bun thing? That's my girlish heart! ! !]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: My girlish heart is priceless! !]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: QAQ returned to the office and was crazily ridiculed by the girl next door, asking me if I want to visit the thatched cottage... Do you think I should go tomorrow? Bring him a bowl of preserved egg and lean pork porridge that looks more advanced, shall we?]
Hirakawa typed a series of "..." on the keyboard, and then clicked send.
This line of words appeared in the dialog box on the screen—
[Mr. L who disappeared: ... ... ... ... ...]
Hiukawa: "..."
Because Hiukawa was overly frightened, he unplugged the computer by reflex.
…
On this day, Chu Li discovered that Mr. L who had sent her a series of "..." around three o'clock in the afternoon disappeared mysteriously again.
What she didn't know was that at the same time, in a high-end community in the center of City G, a top writer who had just touched the tip of the pyramid was frightened because of her, and was slacking on the sofa with a dog in his arms. For a whole day, my brain was empty, and I didn't code a single word, as if I missed a 100 million manuscript fee.
Thinking about how I accompanied that little moderator who just arrived at the publishing house these days, and sneered at an author who had never been masked, gloating and saying, "Hahahahaha, there are many psychopaths in the author circle" and "Weibo is just for acting." Ah, you just know." "That thunderbolt author" and other words...
The style of Weibo is different from that in private. Is this little girl scolding herself
Then he was very happy to echo, mocking back and forth
"..."
The corner of the writer's lips twitched, and he touched Er Gouzi's elastic ears, pacifying his throbbing heart.
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, when Rei was yawning and thinking about what breakfast he would buy for Cardcaptor Sakura in the literary world tomorrow, the writer finally plucked up the courage to plug in his computer.
turn on computer.
Ignoring the fact that he still has a trumpet as if avoiding it, the man directly logged into the queen account, glanced at the online list, and was satisfied to find that a guy named "Jiang Yucheng" was still online—this guy was also a top of the pyramid A top-notch author who focuses on horror and suspense, he is Hiukawa's senior brother and friend, but recently the overall market for horror and suspense is not doing well, his main themes are more difficult to sell, and his popularity has declined... Hiukawa used the shake function to shake him twice, After the other party sent a question mark, he said succinctly—
[Hikawa: I had an accident.]
There was silence for a few seconds.
[Jiang Yucheng: What? Are your readers finally discovering who you are?]
[Ri Chuan: No, what did I find?]
[Hikawa: Oscar owes me a statuette.]
[Hikawa: ... Seriously, remember when I told you that when I was making a data set for the "X" game, I used to infiltrate their fandom in order to make a big news? At that time, I pretended to be a little transparent in that circle to accompany the picture of a painter, and I even picked up a silly forum moderator.]
[Jiang Yucheng: I remember, I clearly remember that Dayu Chuan said to me like a pervert, "I wrote thousands of words by hand, and those people are astonished." This little moderator is so dazed, he’s so cute hehehe.” “They’re so shocked that AB is really a pair of idiots hahahaha I’m doing all the expansion packs, as long as I nod, even if AB is a person and a dog, he must be A couple"... The moderator in this story that you are a "little moderator"?]
[Hikawa: It's her.]
[Jiang Yucheng: What's wrong? What happened? Did you date her online?]
[Ri Chuan: Love what kind of love, a little girl, I'm not a pervert. Good luck makes people, because of such and such a coincidence, anyway, now the small moderator has become my editor, just came to my house in the morning, brought me two steamed buns, told me that drinking coffee on an empty stomach is not good for health, and tried to get me to sign a four 10,000 five first printed nine points of the publishing contract.]
[Hikawa: Whether I'm healthy or not is none of her business.]
[Hikawa: But that's not the point.]
[Hikawa: The point is the contract.]
[Jiang Yucheng: What a coincidence? I also have a ten-year-old fan who joined Yuanyue Society, hahaha, maybe they are still colleagues!]
[Hikawa: Oh, what's your fan called?]
[Jiang Yucheng: You definitely don't know him, so it's useless to ask, but then again, what did you just say, you and your little moderator have been dating for three years? ! She still seduced you to sign a bad contract with 45,000 seals? ! which one? ! Are you planning to sign out the "Luohe Divine Book" unless the first print run exceeds 100,000? ! God? !]
[Ri Chuan: First of all, we don’t have online dating, it’s a pure and beautiful relationship between owner and pet; secondly, she doesn’t know that I am Mr. L, but what she wants to sign is indeed the "Luohe Divine Book"; finally, she saw the cocoon lady at the door of my house I stayed up all night to snatch it together. I was afraid that she would not be able to grab it with her clumsy hands... Hey, let’s not talk about this. ... But these are not the point. The point is that I told her to leave with her 45,000 prints in a very bad manner.]
[Jiang Yucheng: You really deserve to get out of here, it’s okay—then she doesn’t know you are Mr. L anyway, so why are you panicking?]
[Ri Chuan: Paper can't hold fire, I'm afraid that after she finds out, she thinks of me being so disregarded today to let her go, and I'm so daring, I write an article by myself called "818 The warmth that loved the cocoon empress in those years" Ruyu Gongzichuan", and then topped the bestseller lists of major bookstores and book networks.]
[Jiang Yucheng: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! ! !]
[Hikawa: ... Have you laughed enough? Did I come to tell you a joke?]
[Jiang Yucheng: I was about to sleep, so I became more energetic with a smile.]
[Hikawa: What should I do? !]
[Jiang Yucheng: What should I do? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha sign it! ! !]
[Hikawa: That's a contract of 45,000 prints! Forty-five thousand! Is it you who signed? ? ? Are you speaking human language? ? ?]
[Jiang Yucheng: How many first prints are still sold, anyway, as long as you can sell them and print more, will your royalties be reduced? Besides, aren’t you talking about the copyright of the comics and games you are talking about now? Those are seven-figure copyright fees. What are you talking about with the hundreds of thousands of yuan for the first print of a publication?]
[Hiu Chuan: Why did you say the same thing as her, colluding? I'm not competing with the royalties for publishing, that money is not enough for Ergou's dog food—you know what I want.]
[Jiang Yucheng: Oh, you don't want to stay at the top of the pyramid but the bottom, do you? Want to climb up, tsk tsk.]
[Ri Chuan: When I think of Lao Tzu who is in his prime, but I want to step on the feet of you who have passed away, I am very angry.]
[Jiang Yucheng: Hahahahaha, it's just right for you to be in the prime of your life, give up this book, and try hard to get on top of me in the next one, I won't leave!]
[Jiang Yucheng: Don't you just want me to persuade you to sign because you are so stupid? Anyway, it's the little pet you've kept for three years, isn't it worth it? What if the little pet turns into Godzilla when it gets angry? No problem, sign it.]
[Jiang Yucheng: Besides, Yuanyue Society has a strong character, so signing the contract is not harmful to your ultimate goal of improving your power.]
[Hi Chuan: Sign a fart, you go and you go.]
Throwing away the unreliable Jiang Yucheng, Zhou Chuan turned off the computer and became even more upset.
Stand up to take a shower, go to the bed after the shower, stare at the handwritten card that has been wiped clean with Erlang's legs crossed and twitching... This trance lasts for two hours, until almost two o'clock in the middle of the night, man All I could think about was Jiang Yucheng's sentence [Hahahahaha, it's just right for you to be in your prime, give up this book and work harder on the next one]...
Hiukawa: "..."
Is Jiang Yucheng right
No, what he said is wrong, why should I? Just because she gave me sperm back then
But I do have a lot of next books to work on, and selling her favor doesn't seem like a big deal...
Hiukawa struggled back and forth until the middle of the night, and finally took out his mobile phone by accident, entered a string of numbers according to the mobile phone number on it, and then typed—
[Tomorrow at 11:30, bring your contract.]
Come to think of it, that doesn't sound cool enough.
Added another sentence: [Obsolete does not wait].
Click to send, the text message was being sent, and when he heard a "咻", the text message was sent successfully, the man's trembling legs stopped for a while—realizing that the water was hard to recover at this time, he suddenly threw the phone and turned over from the bed. He smashed his head against the pillow!
There was a bang.
loud.
The dog sleeping soundly in the kennel was frightened, and raised its dog face with sleepy eyes.
Looking at the owner who suddenly fell into madness with a dazed expression, "... ouch?"