Han Shao left.
Mo Sen let go of Song Xi's waist with a sullen face and turned back to the living room. Song Xi closed the door and walked over, and saw Mo Sen's stern face.
Oh, this is really angry.
However, even though he was angry, why did she feel a little bit happy in her heart
Okay, she does have a bad taste.
"What's wrong? Are you angry?" Song Xi walked over, put her arms around his neck, lay on his back, and said with a smile.
"No." Mossen snorted coldly, his tone a bit aggressive.
"But you look like you're angry."
"No." Mossen said in a stern voice, "Why should I be angry?"
Song Xi rolled her eyes, stretched out her hand to touch her hair, and blinked narcissistically, "You're angry because I'm popular. Look, she wants to marry me."
Mossen turned his head and glanced at Song Xi who was lying on his shoulder with his silver eyes.
"Do you think your market situation can be as good as mine?"
Song Xi: “…”
Well, this is really incomparable.
This is an era where appearance is everything. Mossen's looks are so stunning that few men can compare to him. No, few women can compare to him either.
If you just go out for a walk, you will probably get a lot of fans.
"No more talking, I need to start typing."
Song Xi curled her lips and didn't want to continue discussing this topic with him. This topic was too hurtful to her self-esteem and self-confidence as a woman.
She held her computer, took off her shoes, sat cross-legged on the sofa and started typing.
She had to hurry up and type a few more words, otherwise, she would not be able to type after Mossen made breakfast.
It was all because of that inexplicably crazy Han Shao, who came to her house for no reason and said strange things, wasting so much of her time.
Seeing how absorbed she was in typing, Mossen thought for a moment, then got up and went to the kitchen.
Before Song Xi finished typing a chapter, people started sending her private messages one after another.
"What's going on? Why are you in such a hurry?" Song Xi complained dissatisfiedly. He had to stop typing temporarily and opened the conversation box.
It turns out that the person who sent her a private message was a fan of her books.
This reader has read all of her completed works and is currently following her new works. He is her loyal fan.
The reader privately tagged her more than a dozen times.
"What's wrong?" Song Xi replied.
She got a quick reply from the other side.
"Mr. Wanzi, have you been so busy writing lately that you haven't even looked at the book review section?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
She is indeed a bit busy these days.
"No wonder the book review section is buzzing with noise. Go check it out, sir."
Song Xi was confused as to what was going on.
"What happened?"
"Master, many readers have said in the book review section that your article is plagiarized."
When Song Xi saw the word "plagiarism", his hands on the computer keyboard froze and his mind went blank.
After a while, she simply replied with a few words: "Okay, I'll go and see it right away."
Song Xi immediately closed the conversation box, opened the reading client software, clicked on his new article in the bookshelf, and entered the book review area.
Just as that reader said, the book review section was in an uproar.
Many readers pointed out that she plagiarized a certain book and circled many similar plots.
If it was the current routine of online literature and the similar plot, then there would be nothing wrong, but even the speech, actions and descriptions of the scenery of some characters are exactly the same, which is unbearable.
If only a few readers said so, then it would be nothing, but if dozens or even hundreds of readers said so, then it would be a big deal.