"I kept you to help me do my laundry? If you have done my business, will I do your business? If a writer will become famous just by helping women wash their clothes, then all the women in the world will be famous for a long time, waiting for you?

You just write 2,000 words a day by drawing peach charms, is it useful in this fast-growing society? It's so slow that no matter how talented you are, it's in vain. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info like a volcanic eruption, you will always burn slowly in the depths of the sea. You have to gather the strength to burst out suddenly before others will see it, chop your hands! Cao Yuanyuan walked in and took his mobile phone to dial and said: "Alan, help me call Ah Qun, you also come, help me chop off Ah Fei's handle, he got up in the middle of the night to help me wash my clothes, this is what he did as a man?" ”

"Ah Yuan, don't, please don't do this, I won't wash it next time!" Gao Yifei pounced and knelt down in front of Cao Yuanyuan and begged for mercy.

"You still have a next time, in my dictionary, there are no two words for next time." Cao Yuanyuan was already angry when he said this.

"Mom, I'll call you Mom. Why did you suddenly become so ruthless today? If I've been your child since we've gotten along, you've been used to me all the way and have raised my temperament.

Why are you suddenly being strict today? And so hard that you want to chop off my hand, Mom! Gao Yifei began to cry.

"Hell, you're your mother, I just haven't been a mother before, I don't know that children have to be strictly controlled since childhood, you are used to death, you are a genius behind closed doors, and it is a waste to put outside. You have to chop off your hands today, you don't use your hands to write novels, you can forgive me, you use your hands to wash clothes, and you want to starve women in the world to death without work? Cao Yuanyuan's face has always been like a dead iron plate.

"Oh, Mom, I don't dare to do it in the future. If you really want to cut off my hand, then please cut off my head first. What's the use of my head without my hands? Woooo "It's really a man's sad place, there is no one who doesn't cry, saying that men don't cry is just a rhetoric, Gao Yifei has been raised by a woman for some time and hasn't written a work that can really be exchanged for money, and the woman who supports him is so angry that she wants to chop off her hand, and she is already crying to tears.

"I left your head so that you can use it to think about the things of the world. There are also eyes, let it see clearly how others write, so that you can remember the pain and enter deep thinking, why can others make money writing novels? also raise a large group of small three, small four, and a large group. But you, but you beat the dog with meat buns every day, only throwing it out and not taking it in, resulting in an empty mountain of food.

If you can make tens of millions of dollars a year like the three third brothers (referring to the two top writers at the starting point, I won't write directly here), I don't want you to bother, I will help you get a room full of young girls, how beautiful and beautiful you are.

Don't say that you are still a person, you are a beast, money can make a woman have food, drink, and luxury, and there will be no woman who wants to revolve around it every day. Despite the words to the point of relaxation, Cao Yuanyuan's face was still dead iron.

"This can't be compared, Mom, there are more than a million Internet writers in China, and I am ranked among the 100,000, and there are still worse than me, if you come to learn from you to be so strict, how many writers will become disabled? Oh, Mom!

It's not that our novels are completely unread, they just don't want to be fans of others. Among those novel websites that don't charge, my novel "Beauty God of War" (copyright name: "League of Legends" is taken from Chapter 540 of Beauty God of War) also ranks first, and one website is still ranked first, but unfortunately this website was changed later.

I also thought about telling those pirate sites not to put my novels on them, but when I think about it, it's useless. Our readership is such a group of people, they don't want money to watch, if they don't have money, they don't read, they don't eat, they don't get fascinated, they are all adults who live a down-to-earth life. Gao Yifei hoped that this defense would ease Cao Yuanyuan's resentment.

"What the hell is living a down-to-earth life, it is this state that has become the shady killer of society. Why don't they think of you who are honest to death, but down-to-earth writing can't be exchanged for a down-to-earth life? They just read your piracy, and if they have a conscience, they occasionally come back to the genuine website to pay you a little tip, although they can't talk about buying a car or a house, at least they can buy a foot or two of cloth to cover up the few days of this man. I'm mad at me. Although Cao Yuanyuan was agreeing, he still had a murderous face.

"Girls don't need it, as long as they can keep standing normally, they can make people see nothing!" Gao Yifei remembers that when he first started to teach himself to write, he once died in the book mountain for a long time reading books, and read a book about girls who like humor, which is more like than a famous bag worth tens of thousands of yuan.

Gao Yifei peeked at Cao Yuanyuan's face, and at this moment, Cao Yuanyuan's face turned to the place where there were footsteps walking this way.

"Come and chop off his hand for me, he's doing our laundry!" Cao Yuanyuan said to the comer.

"What's going on, early in the morning?" Both Alain and Aqun said so.

"We all think that he is a man with a good reputation, but he gets up in the middle of the night to do women's work, and if he doesn't chop off his hands, it will be a scourge for women all over the world, because he is a genius and has learned to wash clothes, and women in the world have no clothes to wash, and they originally relied on helping men wash clothes and mix some food!" Cao Yuanyuan said.

Gao Yifei thought to himself, these two girls were a little crazier than her, and it was right to ask the two of them for help. But what is it called? Ah Yuan is already crazy, if they call them mother the same, Ah Yuan will definitely be angry and jealous, and she has to be a little taller, such as letting her be the queen, and others can only be the princess or something. Then call their aunts: "Please two aunts save me, my mother will chop off my hands!" ”

"What's going on, kid? Tell me what happened. Alan touched Gao Yifei's head and said.

"Yes, son, tell me what happened." Ah Qun said the same.

"I'm going to make him feel shy.

I asked him why he got up in the middle of the night to do the laundry. He said that he had finished writing 2,000 words, just like a child who had finished his homework assigned by the teacher and came to help his mother with some housework. I said you're not a kid anymore, you've grown up to do stupid things with women. But he retorted that he could still be a child if he could do stupid things, and people said on the Internet that an 11-year-old child would be a father, isn't this still a child?

Look, that's what he's coming from! Write a novel on the Internet under a pseudonym, only write a maximum of 2,000 words a day, and then go to see someone become an 11-year-old father.

What does it matter to you to be a father at the age of 11? People have money! You think you're a rich second generation, and if you don't work hard, you can do the same to pick up girls, and you'll die. Cao Yuanyuan is still angry.