Shi Sheng went back to the bedroom and opened the chat software.
Drop drop —
[First marksman: Su Xiaoxiao, what are you doing so late, not going to bed yet? ?]
Hao Baobao's news was just sent, stepping on the time when she went online.
[Su Xin: Cultivation of immortals.]
[First Marksman: Fix your ass and go to bed! !]
[Su Xin: I just woke up, what did I sleep for?]
After Shi Sheng replied this sentence, he didn't bother Hao Baobao, but he was too noisy, so Shi Sheng put him on the blacklist and refused to communicate.
After pulling the blacklist, it is wise to turn off the mobile phone, or Hao Baobao can call you from now until dawn.
She didn't want to be bombed.
The chat record with Wen Gu was still where she went to sleep. After she finished speaking, this one didn't say a word.
tsk...
[Su Xin: Great God, come to cultivate immortals.]
Wen Gu didn't reply, and I don't know if it's not there or coding.
Shi Sheng played a boring game, but when she came back, she still didn't reply. It was not until she abused a few bosses that Wen Gu replied a word.
[Chang Xia: Go to bed early and get up early.]
Shi Sheng raised his eyebrows, he also knew that he went to bed early and got up early.
[Su Xin: Excuse me, God, are you using American time?]
[Chang Xia: If you want to talk about the cover, please find someone else.]
[Su Xin: Others are so boring, I like you, God.]
[Changxia:…]
It's not like I haven't met a crazy fan before. Wen Guzhidang is also a crazy fan, um... a powerful fan with some skills.
[Su Xin: Great God, why are you still not sleeping?]
[Chang Xia: Code word.]
[Su Xin: Is the codeword inspiration better at night?]
She can code at any time. It is better to say that there is no inspiration for coding at night... The main reason is that if she can't write, she will open a new book.
[Chang Xia: Busy during the day.]
[Su Xin: Busy? What are you busy with?]
[Chang Xia: Private matter.]
Shi Sheng found out that, except for the issue of the cover, this one can bet a long sentence with her, and other issues are generally concise and then concise.
Shi Sheng scratched his chin and took a while to reply.
[Su Xin: Great God, let's discuss the origin of life.]
[Chang Xia: If you have this time, you might as well change the picture.]
[Su Xin: We can discuss it and then change it. I can change it for you whatever you want. Is it a good deal?]
[Changxia:…]
[Su Xin: Great God, don't be so ignorant of the world, as a mortal, you have to be down to earth, right? Isn't this human nature?]
[Su Xin: Great God?]
[Su Xin: ... Great God, Great God, Great God?]
After those six o'clock, Wen Gu ignored Shi Sheng again, but he didn't log off, and he didn't know what he was doing.
When Shi Sheng was bored, he searched for his pseudonym on the Internet, and what came out were all works, no photos, and no life.
Qiangu is his first fantasy super novel. He used to write short stories... Well, it's a relatively literary type of book, and he is a best-selling author.
Such an author suddenly came to write fantasy novels, and it sold so well, it was poisonous.
…
In the next few days, it was as if she had disappeared, but Acacia told her about changing the picture several times.
[Su Xin: Can I come back after I change my review?]
[Acacia: ... Where did you know his real name?]
[Su Xin: I said I hacked you backstage, believe it or not?]
[Acacia:…]
[Acacia: Mr. Su Xin, please don't make trouble, please change the picture, otherwise we can't use it, so we can only terminate the contract.]
Acacia uses a business-like tone. The circle is not big. Different people will always know each other before, and then know some secrets. This is not a big deal.
Acacia also only thought that Shi Sheng had inquired about it from someone else.
[Su Xin: Honestly, how come no one believes it? You ask Wen Gu to tell me, and I will change it.]
[Acacia: Let me die. jpg]
Acacia wanted to die at this time, and the newly found painter also showed him, but the painting was not as good as this one, but this one was so difficult to do, changing the picture was like killing her.
It wasn't to kill her, she was too lazy to change before, and she didn't lack the money, it was the mentally retarded Hao Baobao who made his own decisions.
As for now, of course, it's all for her daughter-in-law.
The sky and the earth are bigger than the daughter-in-law.
[Acacia: He has something to do and will not be online for the time being. Teacher Su Xin, please change it first, and when he is online, will you tell him?]
[Su Xin: What's the matter?]
[Acacia: Private matter.]
[Su Xin: Then I'll wait for him to go online. It doesn't matter if you can use another painter, I don't mind. At that time, I will pay you liquidated damages, and you will not lose.]
[Acacia:…]
You don't mind us! !
No matter what Acacia said, Shi Sheng didn't want to ignore him, so in the end he had to give up the idea and communicate with another painter.
This painter's fault was picked worse by Wen Gu than Shi Sheng. Now it has changed to the point where he has no love for life. It is estimated that there is a rhythm of giving up. Out of the picture, who would he find to cry.
He is also desperate to meet an author who is always picking on faults.
Shi Sheng put down the computer and looked at the unlovable person over there.
"How long are you going to tie me up, eldest sister?" The man finally put his eyes on himself when he saw Shi Sheng, and immediately spoke up, his voice a little hoarse.
Except for eating, he has been bound all the time, even when he goes to the toilet. Do you know how hard he has been these days
"Whenever Mr. Fan contacts, he will be tied up."
"Why am I so unlucky." The man wailed.
He has been in the industry for so many years, and he has never lost his hand. Who knows that this is still planted in the hands of women, and he will laugh at others when he speaks out.
Might as well be dead! !
Huh... No, he can't die.
The man quickly dismissed the idea and said to Shi Sheng, "My hands and feet are numb. I still have time to eat in prison, so let me do some activities first."
"Do you think you're eating in prison?" Shi Sheng sneered.
man:"… "
Ah, Mr. Fan, why haven't you called, if this goes on like this, I will die! !
The man was tied up for another day, and the phone that had been on the coffee table moved.
The man stared at the phone with glittering eyes, he came, he could finally let go.
Shi Sheng untied him and gave him the phone.
The man almost wept with joy.
"I'll kill you if you slip up." Shi Sheng smiled.
The man's just rising joy was immediately suppressed, he quickly suppressed his expression, took a deep breath, and connected, "Mr. Fan."
Shi Sheng looked at the computer with headphones, and the voice over there came out clearly from the headphones.
Mr. Fan: "Is it done?"
The man nodded immediately, "It's done, it's done."
Mr. Fan: "Send me the stuff, but I'll give you the address."
It seemed that he was about to hang up the phone. The man looked at the words that Shi Sheng typed out on his mobile phone, and quickly said, "Mr. Fan, wait a minute, this time is very troublesome, and I ask for more money."
Mr. Fan paused for a few seconds, "Why trouble?"