Chapter 111: Cooperation

Which pot is really the pot to mention, after saying this, the life-killing scholar was already angry, and his mouth was full of wine: "What do you mean, are you looking for trouble?"

"No, I'm just feeling sorry for you, no matter what, you're a great writer of Singularity Fiction Network, are you so depressed now because of this little thing?"

"A trivial matter? Do you think it's a trivial matter?" The life-killing scholar smiled bitterly: "Now I don't even have a place to write a book, how do you think I can cheer up?"

"Then you're here to get drunk, depressed, and make your enemies secretly proud. ”

In one sentence, every sentence is heart-wrenching, and it completely talks about the pain point of the scholar who killed him: "Who are you? Why do you know so much?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's important that we have a common enemy. ”

"Common enemy?" The deadly scholar was puzzled, and looked up and down, not knowing whether the common enemy she was talking about was Singularity Novel Network or the sixth year of junior high school.

"That's right, a common enemy. Yiyu smiled and raised his glass to the deadly scholar, who looked at the table and saw that there was no wine, so he shouted to the waiter: "Waiter, ten bottles of spades!"

Turning around, he said, "I still don't understand what you mean." ”

"Let me tell you this, in fact, I am also an author of Singularity, but I am not famous, and it is normal that you have not heard of me, but you must know for a long time. ”

Seeing the deadly scholar nodding, he smiled and continued: "That's right, I am my girlfriend for a long time, but at the annual meeting some time ago, due to the obstruction of the sixth year of junior high school, I was abandoned for a long time, I can't swallow this breath, I want to take revenge on the sixth year." ”

"Oh. The scholar who killed him never thought that although he said that the common enemy in his mouth was actually the sixth year of junior high school, he suddenly became emotional: "How did the sixth junior high school get in the way?"

By this time, the waiter had already brought ten bottles of spades, and at the signal of the deadly scholar, they were all opened.

Yiyu didn't go to the cheap beer in his bottle, but picked up a bottle of spades, poured a smile, and then said with an endless aftertaste: "It really deserves to be an imported foreign wine, with an excellent taste and an endless aftertaste." ”

The deadly scholar smiled: "As long as you can help me deal with the sixth year of junior high school, I will invite you to drink every day." By the way, you haven't told me what the hell is going on. ”

"I don't need to say much about that. Yiyu licked the corners of his mouth: "You just need to know that I, like you, have a grudge against the sixth junior high school." ”

"Then do you have any way to deal with the sixth junior high school?"

"Of course. The corners of the mouth of the words hooked up a strange arc, and then he lay down in the ear of the deadly scholar and whispered.

After finishing speaking, the deadly scholar frowned: "Can this work?"

"Why not, if you feel that it will implicate yourself, then I can do it myself. ”

After hesitating for a moment, the deadly scholar gritted his teeth: "Okay, just do as you say, let's finish drinking these wines, and I'll transfer 200,000 yuan to you." ”

"Brother Death, I think you are a real man!"

"Alright, don't brag about it, I hope you can get things done!"

"Don't worry. ”

This kind of spade wine is also a kind of beer, although the taste is good, but it has great stamina.

Fortunately, the amount of alcohol that killed the scholar was originally large, but there was nothing wrong, but he walked a little fluttering, but his consciousness was still sober, but as a girl, his words were different, and he was completely confused at this time, talking nonsense, saying that he was so good to Jiu Nian, but Jiu Nian abandoned her, and Jiu Nian was a scumbag.

After the deadly scholar paid the bill, he didn't care about her leaving, but after thinking about it, it was a bit inappropriate, so he had to find a hotel from the neighborhood with Yiyu on his back and settle Yiyu on the bed.

Yiyu is indeed very beautiful, especially now that she is drunk, her pretty face is flushed, and between her breath and breath, the smell of wine comes with the smell of her body, but to be honest, the fatal scholar is not interested in a little girl like her.

After settling down, I planned to wait for dawn to come back to see her, so that she could implement the plan of the two as soon as possible, but as soon as she walked out of the hotel, two beautiful women came over and almost collided with him.

"If you don't look at the road, you're blind!" one of the beauties scolded.

"......" was depressed and killed the scholar, and was about to scold back, when he saw the faces of the two beauties, he forcibly swallowed the scolding words.

Not because of the looks of the two beauties, but because both of them are old acquaintances, and there used to be intimate contact.

There was a fatal scholar who invited a friend to drink wine and take a bath, and in the bathing center, it was these two beauties who served him.

"It's you two!" The scholar who killed him was also surprised: "I didn't expect such a coincidence." ”

The two beauties were also surprised, and they both laughed out loud: "I didn't expect it to be you, a great writer, since the last goodbye, both of us sisters are about to miss you." ”

"Why don't you go to see us, have you found a new love again?"

"No, I've been a little busy lately, I still have something to do, so I'll go first. At this time, the scholar who killed him, because he had drunk a lot of wine, was a little sleepy and wanted to go home and sleep as soon as possible.

However, one of the beauties grabbed him: "Great writer, it's been a long time, let's have fun together!"

If it was in normal times, the scholar who killed him couldn't wait, but now he was sleepy to death, and he just wanted to go home and sleep quickly, and he didn't have any idea about this kind of thing, so he refused the two.

Because of the last meeting, the fatal scholar was wealthy, and the tip alone gave the two of them more than 10,000 yuan each, and the two did not intend to let the deadly scholar leave easily, so they said: "Great writer, have fun, you see that you have drunk too much now, and our sisters will help you sober up." ”

"Get out!" the scholar who killed him got tired of it, cursed, and turned to leave.

The two beauties were angry, but there was nothing they could do but leave with a scolding and scolding.

After going home and taking a warm bath, the deadly scholar fell asleep, and when he woke up and ate something at random, he went to the hotel to find a word.

At this time, Yiyu had also woken up, looking at the intact clothes on his body, he couldn't help but sigh a little disappointed.

"In a word, I'll transfer the money to you now, and you can get started!"

"Well, you can transfer the money, but I want to go home to operate, I don't like the computer in this hotel. ”

"Good. ”

A few minutes later, Yiyu received 200,000 yuan from the deadly scholar, and the two left each other's contact information, said to keep in touch at any time, and then separated.

After returning home, Yiyu took a screenshot of the chat picture with Zhang Xiaoqiang, and after PS, it was sent to Longkong, and took an explosive title.

Shocked! A certain point of fiction network god writer junior high school, actually blatantly YP with the author of the same website.