These two stories are quite good for He Huai.

But......

"You two don't have any literary talent, why is it so difficult for you to tidy up your language?"

Chen Lele forget it, he was originally a scumbag, and he was young, so he couldn't write if he couldn't write it.

But although Li Ling is studying art, her grades in cultural classes are actually not bad, she said embarrassedly: "We are not this major either...... Lord Locust Tree, why don't you just find an author to ghostwrite?"

"How can that work?"

He Huai said righteously: "Isn't that looking for a gunman?

Li Ling: ......

What you're doing now, my lord, is no different from asking a gunman to write for you!

But He Huai was so fierce, she didn't dare to say anything, but she really couldn't write it, and finally aggrieved and suggested: "My lord, I think you have worked too hard like this, you have such a high status and do it yourself, there is no pomp......"

She is a smart girl, although it is only one night, but she has also figured out He Huai's character, and at this moment she especially wants to push the task of writing to others, so she spares no effort -

"You see, we really don't have talent - the gods in the cultural circle of the human world have fallen this year, why don't you ask someone to check it?"

He Huai thought about it, but still shook his head-

"That's not good, those who have the ability are all great writers who are engaged in literature, and this style is not suitable. ”

It's so plain.

- And He Huai feels that he writes quite well, not losing to others - as long as these ghosts make the story clear and clear.

"That, that......" Li Ling was a little unwilling-

"Then there are a lot of people who also write online articles, this style must be suitable!"

That seems to make sense......

He Huai thought about it, turned his head and pulled another ghost.

It was a round little fat man, and he was very cute.

"You're writing online articles, right, how are you writing? How did you die?"

"Ah, oh......" The little fat man had just died, and he didn't react a little: "I came across a big recommendation, and then I desperately rushed the manuscript, and rushed to ...... and died. ”

Tut!

Sudden death.

Died of overwork......

He Huai was a little disgusted-

"You're so excited about a big recommendation, and the author who really has the ability to write a few things every day is chased by someone...... I look at you like a street boy, forget it. ”

Little Fat Man: "Oh......"

He's just a street boy, relying on full attendance every month, and finally got a new book...... Boom.

He Huai put him back after commenting, looked at Li Ling again, and said with disgust:

"You can't do this school, you can't teach smart cubs, you see your bad idea......"

Li Ling: ......

I'm sorry for her school!

The student called you to be looked down upon by the locust tree......

………

The last two chapters are still finished.

He Huai glanced at the 100,000 words in the notebook, and he was quite disgusted with them-

"Just listening to you pick out the details, I didn't think about the plot well. ”

Chen Lele was ignorant: "Ah...... I'm sorry, Lord Locust Tree, I didn't write well in my composition, and I haven't studied for three years...... I can't help it!"

Li Ling: ......

Adults, we are telling stories and organizing language, what plot do you have to figure out!

If this book can be popular, she, she can call that little fat man who fights the street as the object!

She snorted angrily and looked at He Huai and clicked "release".

…………

And the Yuchi District Public Security Bureau, Zhang Jiang always paid attention to the book "The Story of A Huai", and when he saw the update, he hurriedly shouted:

"It's been updated and renewed!"

"Look—"

"What kind of story did you write this time? robbery and murder...... Deliberate arson gas explosion ......"

"Fang Fang, check it on the Internet, let me see, one is on May 7 three years ago, the other is January 2 five years ago, the deceased is twelve-year-old Chen Lele, and the other is twentie-year-old Li Ling——"

He Huai felt back to the dormitory in the early morning.

As soon as she stood in the corridor, there was a faint golden light in the air wafting towards her—

"Huh?"

He Huai was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously caught it: "Is there merit again?"

She was beautiful: "It's so good to be a human being, and if you don't do anything, you will have merit - no, no, no, maybe it's because I influenced those ghosts?"

…………

Chen Aimin is walking in the water, his stinky pond is too smelly, and recently there is a woman lying next to him every day, he is not happy, so he recently went to the river to play.

As a result, it floated and floated, but the body slowly warmed up - there was no sun here!

He was in a hurry, but after his body was warmed up, not only did he not become thinner, but more and more solid!

It took him a long time before he thought-

"Isn't someone trying to collect my bones?"

He was happy all of a sudden—if no one collected the bones, he wouldn't be able to line up for reincarnation! Without the end-of-life procedures in the human realm, he would be like a black household in the underworld, and he wouldn't be able to attend a good literacy class!

Now it's good!

He rubbed his hands together, and excitedly decided to use this newly accumulated yin qi to give his son a dream-

And at this moment, another female ghost whose body was retracted finally got rid of the chaos and regained her senses.

"Wang Haoxuan, you devil-"

………………

At this moment, the Yuchi District Public Security Bureau.

"Team Chen, Chen Lele's case, the description of the case is correct. ”

"Li Ling's case is also right. ”

The officer looked at him: "Now, are we going to arrest the suspect?"

"Wait. ”

Team Chen sat down—

"Four cases in a row, different districts at different times and for different reasons, but they are all written directly in this book, and the causes and consequences are clear at a glance, so we can't let him disclose the details of the case at will. ”

"First of all, identity check, Fang Fang, contact this website-"

"Then there's our internal system investigation-maybe the other party is our internal personnel and has the right to jointly debug the file-"

It's unlikely, but it's not unlikely.

"Others, follow me to the two places where the crime occurred - if it's not our area, the case in hand will be handed over to them, and you can't pick it up for nothing!"

"Okay!"

It's about human life, performance and appraisal, and everyone understands it.

……………

And at this time, He Huai was in class, and suddenly felt that there were ghosts in her own body that kept calling her:

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency—"

She glanced at the professor in front of the stage and skipped class without hesitation.

"What's the matter?"

He Huai looked at Chen Aimin, who was anxious.

"My lord, alas, it's all my unfilial son, you help him, he's good, he's going to check on you!"

"My lord, don't write the book, delete it quickly and protect yourself! don't let them find out that you are not human—"

Chen Aimin secretly scolded the unfilial son while persuading - if he wasn't a ghost and couldn't enter the police station, he would have been whipped by the window when he heard it!

Hey, that's so angry!

If it weren't for the adults, he wouldn't even be able to dream, and now he ......

No, I must talk to my son in the evening!