Xiao An smiled at the screen, thinking gloomily that he could infiltrate Luofeng's dead fat man.

immediately sent a screenshot of Chen Ergou's data and clicked directly on the jitter window. At this time, he should still be coding, and the evening is the time when his thinking is most active, and it is the coolest thing to interrupt other people's train of thought.

I guessed right, I shook it a few times in a row, and Luo Feng on the window still didn't respond, so what should I do, just click on the voice, and you can also click to connect to the video screen, and under normal circumstances, you can directly pop people up.

Sure enough, it worked well.

"I... At... Yard... "I can feel the anger on the other side."

"Know you're codewording, show you something. ”

Luo Feng had already seen the screenshot sent by the window, gasped for a moment, and stared at the picture of Fangtian, those few Arabic numerals were so dazzling.

Although there was still a bet, he didn't take it to heart at all, and vented the grievances of the noodle stall owner in the book friend group, almost forgetting about it, and the taste of the dan noodles really has nothing to say.

followed by a chapter that still had to be coded to make up for the arrears, and Xiao An gave the title of the book at that time and just read it casually, not caring at all, let alone revealing it to book fans.

Subconsciously, I never thought that a newcomer would have any achievements, let alone be able to seal a small god on the shelves.

He also pounced on the books of several accounts, and then opened the trumpet to seal the book with a little god, and he has been in the online literary industry for so many years and knows that it needs to be accumulated, where he needs to care, this bet is won, and it is enough to slap him in the face when he is on the shelf.

But now there are only ten chapters of "Chen Ergou's Demonic Life", which has more than 8,000 collections, and the number of clicks and recommended votes is comparable to the new book of the great god.

Xiao An saw that the other side did not react, and knew that he was stunned by the data.

"Little God Luofeng, are you still there, can I still read the results on the first day of my book. ”

There was still no reply from the window.

"I'm new, can you show me... But to speak, I'm afraid..."

Finally, there was movement, and an angry expression came out.

mmp

"My looks have proven that my character is good enough, and I have to use my talent to prove that your character is in arrears, look, it exposes your poor and tragic IQ. ”

Luo Feng: ......

Xiao An: "Jiajia, go and apologize to the owner of the noodle stall, and you can save some character, you said that you are a great god, since you are so not bad for money and suspicious that people sell it expensive, why don't you go to the trash can to turn over instant noodles." ”

Luo Feng: Blood-vomiting expression

Xiao An: "Dumb, it's boring." ”

Xiao An smiled on the chair, this guy must be very angry, but it is inevitable to slap his face.

Click on his book friend group, there are still a lot of bubbling, all discussing the plot of "Pretty Woman in the Snow", and some are picking up girls by the way, and the disgusting gift special effects are just flashing.

"Hey, hello brain-dead book friends. Xiao An sent a message.

There was a sudden silence in the group, and then the news exploded again.

"These two goods are coming. ”

"When the title of the book came out, JP was scared, and he dared to compare with us Luofeng, just looking for. ”

"I didn't dare to post the title of the book, and I had a face that doubted my character, and I died laughing. ”

“......”

Xiao An sneered and sent the screenshot to his book friend group.

"Brain-dead book friends, the new books opened by the master, waiting for the master to put them on the shelves and enjoy the good and good two ha together, see you or leave. ”

As soon as it was released, there was a break in the group news, Xiao An was waiting for someone to spray it, and these brain-dead fans had a worse quarrel than Xiao An.

I thought of a lot of slaps in the face, quack, the distance between us is forty meters, and I am already hungry and thirsty at the big knife thirty-nine meters away. But after waiting for a long time, there was no news, and there was no one in an instant.

Stared at it and confirmed.,It's not dropped.,it.... The guys ran away ....

Yes, I was scared to dive, how to hit this special meow, threw down the sentence "See you on the shelves", closed the window and retreated.

Cheng Qing has been watching from the side, not bothering Xiao An, when he saw Luo Feng, he was obviously a little moved, remembering that the "Pretty Woman in the Snow" he wrote was very good-looking, and he could be regarded as a god-level author, but he didn't expect Xiao An to say that the fat man was him.

Seeing him retreat, he asked, "Ling'er said that he was the fat man who slandered the noodle stall?"

Xiao An nodded.

Cheng Qing asked curiously: "I remember that when you were in the countryside, you sold five yuan a bowl, how could anyone in this city think it was expensive, shouldn't it, the minimum price for eating noodles here is 10 yuan." ”

Xiao An: ......

Ling'er: ......

Xiangxiang: "Sister Ling'er said that she sold more than 10,000 yuan last night!"

Cheng Qing was surprised: "How much do you rob a bowl?"

Ling'er stretched out a finger: 100 pieces

Cheng Qing rolled his eyes, covered his face and almost fainted, looking at the three fathers and daughters with incredulity, why don't you grab a bowl of 100 yuan, are you really setting up a noodle stall, it is obviously an international hotel consumption.

Looking up at Xiao Zhi outside the floor-to-ceiling window, there was a long queue of more than a dozen people in front of the noodle stall, and when he took the noodles, he gave Zhang Honga ticket and left directly, not letting him find money at all.

One or two Linglong eyes are open, this world is too crazy!

......

The morning dawned, and the flute sounded endlessly.

Xinghui Entertainment is located in the bustling neighborhood of Tianmu Road, a ten-story bright office building, with a large number of contracted artists, and many domestic movie stars.

In the lounge area of the hall on the ground floor, Xiao An and Ling'er Xiangxiang came early with Cheng Qing's pink Buick, and the three of them each held a bowl of dandan noodles in their hands, and ate their own breakfast on the soft imperial sofa.

The noodles were made by Xiao Zhi, and Xiao An had no choice but to continue to let Xiao Zhi take his place as the stall owner.

It's work time, and from time to time in the main aisle, long legs with heavy makeup and glamorous posture are walked by, and small fresh meat in fashionable casual clothes is coming in and out.

Xiao An was eating noodles in his mouth, but his eyes were looking at the flowing slender figures, beautiful women, there were too many handsome guys, long legs supporting the bumpy devil's body, and the high roots of the shoes were swaying between the waves, all of which were the appearance of the scourge of the world.

I know a lot of them, and I often see them on TV and in movies, those two are singing, and the other is a martial arts star, hey, it's Wang Zuxian, how to walk with Chen Peisi.

Shaking his head and not thinking about it, next to him were those handsome guys, uh, in Xiao An's aesthetics, they were also better looking than most women, demonic, as if they saw a box of wrenches moving.

At this time, a short-haired beauty came in at the door, with a unique heroic spirit on her white and tender face, a slightly flat body was weak and boneless, and the moment she stepped in, she seemed to come out of a peach source, and she was a fairy who was not in the world.

The not-so-tall body moved with Xiao An's gaze, and he stepped on soft casual shoes without a sound on the marble. Walking closer, she seemed to smell something, her hair shook and turned her head to look for something, and she saw a few people eating noodles in the rest area, and her eyes seemed to have found the answer.

Xiao An was a little panicked when she saw her, this girl felt too unusual, not as unmoved as Fandel, but she could catch her eyes.

His eyes fell on her little black dress, which wrapped the perfect curve closely, and suddenly it seemed like a big worm protruding, and the little black dress held up a tent.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of noodles squirts out, and the noodle sauce spills all over the crystal glass table.

noticed that she was actually looking at Ling'er, and then reacted.

This TM is a ladyboy big hanging girl! Just say that it feels wrong, it turns out that the crux of the problem is here.

She wanted to go over, but she felt the gaffe in her lower body, and Xiao An's actions made her dispel her thoughts, so she hurriedly used her satchel in front of her and hurriedly walked towards the elevator.

A few pairs of eyes swept over, Xiao An hurriedly said that he was choking, and the girls still looked at Xiao An strangely. Cheng Qing took out paper towels and covered them on the glass table one by one, and beckoned the cleaning aunt to come and clean them.

I couldn't eat breakfast, so I cleaned up my mouth and went upstairs to run errands.