Next Door There’s Memeda

Chapter 2

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I'm so happy to have two more.

Jiang Shuang finally had a bit of a smile on her face. After throwing a thunderbolt as usual, she went to read Weibuyun's recent comments. However, a negative rating that filled the entire screen made Jiang Shuang's smile fade away.

Greatly brushed negative! ! !

Jiang Shuang has a stupid mouth, and there are a lot of words in his heart that he wants to scold, but he is afraid that he will be caught and will not let go, saying that it is a brainless fan who lowers the author's IQ. She tapped her fingers on the keyboard, and finally deleted them all. She was cruel and threw a diving bomb at Da Da.

50 yuan is not worth mentioning in the eyes of many people, but this money is enough for her to eat bread and milk for a week.

Jiang Shuang felt a pain in his heart when he saw that there were two-digit reading coins left in the account balance, and then recharged 50 yuan in the account, and then got up to change clothes.

In this case, she can't eat pudding today, so she should continue to buy bread and milk.

There were many people in the supermarket. She lined up with a basket of milk and bread, which seemed to be a lot, but there was not much money at the checkout.

Now she only hopes that Da Da's mood will be better. Money or something is not important.

When she got home and put the milk in the refrigerator, she felt a little embarrassed. The refrigerator is not small, but most of the double-door refrigerator is occupied by her milk and bread. She stood at the door of the refrigerator and thought for a while, then went back to the room and wrote a note, which was posted on Ling Xiaoxiao's door.

Back in the room, Jiang Shuang sat there nervously, listening to the sounds outside. After waiting for a long time, Ling Xiaoxiao probably came out to go to the toilet when she saw the note.

[Sorry for taking up a lot of space in the refrigerator, I will drink more milk tomorrow. If you need a place for the fridge, I can get a few boxes out right now.]

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at this note and couldn't help laughing. How could her new roommate be like a primary school student, just knock on the door and say a word, is it necessary to be so formal

However, in this way, this little girl is not bad. She moved in on Monday and has been busy with school for the first five days, and only shows up at night, so she doesn't have much contact.

but! This does not affect her habit of "momada" to "momada" every night, which makes me very headache!

Ling Xiaoxiao hesitated for a while. Then again, why would such a simple and shy girl talk to others every day

She tore off the note on the door, knocked lightly on the door opposite, and said, "You can put it there, I don't need a refrigerator."

Jiang Shuang sat there, clutching the corner of his clothes tightly, stiffened, and replied, "Okay."

Ling Xiaoxiao felt that this was the perfect moment for her to communicate with her roommates, so she said, "Oh, by the way, can you be quieter when you usually speak? The sound insulation of the house is not very good."

Her reply was "yes".

Ling Xiaoxiao touched her nose, threw the note into the trash can, and went to the toilet.

Speaking of which, she's still spelling! It’s okay to go to the toilet during spelling, so why communicate with the roommate across from you? !

Ling Xiaoxiao felt that she was a snake spirit, and hurried back to the bedroom after using the toilet. If she loses 5,000 per hour to a 3,000 per hour like Stupid Mao, it would be a shame!

In less than an hour, her second shift was done. After setting the time to post, she went to look through the comments, but saw an inconspicuous comment on the negative long comment.

There is a small pattern in front of the comment, it's actually a diving bomb!

She spent a lot of time writing articles in Jinhu, but not too long. As a small fan, she has no shortage of long reviews and mines, but this is the first time she has received a diving bomb.

Ling Xiaoxiao laughed a little, it would be better if there were deep-water torpedoes! That is her ultimate ideal!

Well, she's not a few dozen dollars short, her subscription can keep her on the gold list for a long time, but... this feeling is different!

There are bombs and torpedoes, it's like being taken care of by local tyrants!

Ling Xiaoxiao rarely responds to comments, just to keep her cool. But because the bomb fulfilled half of her ideals, she replied to this comment: "Thank you for your comfort, girl."

She has an impression of this reader. She never leaves a message, but only throws a mine under each chapter update. It is estimated that I saw a negative rating this time. I don't know what to say, so I threw a bomb to comfort myself.

What a cute little girl... However, if she knew that the author was so funny, would she turn into a black person in a second

It's really a sad story.

Ling Xiaoxiao never dared to speak to the readers, but only dared to peep at the screen. Human nature is hard to change, and she will be a funny girl if she pretends to be... Once exposed, how embarrassing.

She only has a small circle of writing articles, and there are five people in it, all of whom are absolutely trusted. No one will go out and say: This product is actually a joke.

Ah, what a shame to say that!

Ling Xiaoxiao's snake essence is sick, and he sits there and keeps opening his mind. What local tyrant readers support Gao Leng's author and find that the author is funny, what is negative score, and the author of Gao Leng is angry and funny...

Ling Xiaoxiao took a last look at the dense long comments, close the page! Rough to eat!

She doesn't have a boyfriend, and several good girlfriends went their separate ways after graduation. Although the relationship is still there, we can't see each other all the time, let alone go out for dinner at night. Ling Xiaoxiao admits that she is very lazy. In addition to her cleanliness, her home index can be as low as zero stars, so it is not possible to cook at home.

The lonely classmate Ling Xiaoxiao floated out and ate a meal of wontons all by herself, with delicious corn and meat wontons, she comfortably wanted to write a third update.

Oh, she's really a conscience of the industry.

After eating, Ling Xiaoxiao walked around the park, and it was already eight o'clock when he got home. She browsed the forum boredly, then went to the small circle group, and silently said:

Goddess Gao Leng: I just ate wontons

Business scarf: go on, please

High-cold goddess: I feel cute~(≧▽≦)/~

Business Scarf:…

Shang Scarf obviously didn't want to deal with this neuropathy anymore, but Ling Xiaoxiao was suddenly struck by an inspiration, and went on to say:

Goddess Gao Leng: I want to code a chapter and save it! Spell with me!

Shang Scarf: What's the matter, so inspirational, moved by your bomb local tyrant

Goddess Gao Leng: Yes, I think as a hard-working author, I should write tomorrow's manuscript, and then it can be broken into the afternoon tomorrow _(:з"∠)_

Shang Scarf: ... write it yourself, I don't want to talk to you

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded with tears streaming down her face, she really can't tell the truth these days.

Since there is no one to accompany her to spell, she can only write by herself. Ling Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and adjusted her high-cold state, but suddenly heard a faint "Husband, are you online?" from the side.

FUCK FUCK! Such a shy girl actually already has a famous flower!

Oh no, her focus was wrong, she should be ranting about—

Why can she still clearly hear the phrase "mah da"! ! !

The author has something to say: The author especially likes to read comments~(≧▽≦)/~