It's just that she doesn't understand why Gao Feng said that he was Gaudi, and he still said that. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't understand it like a snowball in my heart, and it gets bigger and bigger.

went out to face Gaudi, she said directly, "You are not Gaudí, you are Gao Feng." ”

"You're wrong, I'm really Gaudí, it's just that I look a lot like him, and after he was as tall as me, I handed over the company to him."

Gaudí tried to move himself, but the soft flesh still didn't move, and the ghost aura that was spinning around him became thinner, and it could no longer support his movements.

"That's when I started being a younger brother." The sound was like pebbles rubbing against the concrete road.

Mo Xiaozao also sketched an idea in his heart, Gaudi gave the company to Gao Feng because of the pressure of the company, and Gao Feng did Gaudi.

Typing out the general outline of the article and sorting out the story, she doesn't like this kind of ethical thing.

Fortunately, a hint of jealousy and property competition was added to the story, and she also changed the reason for the exchange of the two brothers to Gao Feng's own plastic surgery.

A word-by-word outline of the storytelling was written, and she began to write the content of the first essay.

In the article, the girl sells herself to the demon for beauty, and brings grief to others at the request of the demon, but in the new setting, the girl enters Gao Feng's body.

manipulated Gao Feng's body to leave his room, and discussed with Gaudi that he could manage everything on his behalf.

She set Gao Feng word by word, from the way the girl began to enter, to the way the girl left.

Raising her hand and taking a deep breath, she added a new personality to Gao Feng, and as the girl lived in the body, she became more and more dark and treacherous, stimulating all her hearts.

"That's how a living person is."

Holding the computer in front of Gaudí, he entered the bedroom, smelled the aroma wafting from the incense burner, and sat on the edge of the bed.

Silent staring at each other, the steel helmets no longer purred and flattered.

She didn't remember what she did afterward, but after a day of codewriting, she nestled in the cleaned room, leaning on the quilt and drinking hot water.

On the computer is the content of the fast passage, and Gao Feng coaxed Gao Xue together for the first time.

The intoxicating red wine swayed in the goblet, and the aroma emanating from it intoxicated Gao Xue, making her thank her second brother for remembering her birthday.

A kiss between relatives, Gao Xue returned to his room.

Gao Feng followed Gao Xue, told Gao Xue to remove her makeup and change her clothes, and also carried Gao Xue to the bed, because a small part of her face wrapped in plastic surgery was attached to Gao Xue, bewitching her to play a novel game.

Under the influence of alcohol, Gao Xue agreed, and overwhelmed Gao Feng with courage.

Writing this, Mo Xiaozao read the article several times, read the next few paragraphs carefully, and held down the deletion until it was deleted to more than 200 words.

In her mind, the idea of scene by scene, the pen in her mind spun excitedly, and finally danced in her mind.

The golden words fell apart when she wrote them, and she didn't have time to memorize them, so she could only roughly remember how to write them.

Silently reciting the pen, the pen in her mind appeared in her hand, and for the first time, she rubbed her hand and trembled slightly.

"Do you know how to write it right?" I already understand the reason why Anxia kept the pen for herself, she was warm, and she wanted to write a better essay as soon as possible and accumulate popularity to become a god.

The pen danced under her gaze, and after a few strokes on the keyboard left and right, a few keys lit up, and the dark to light colors lit up five in turn.

Mo Xiaozao instinctively knew that the dark one was the first.

When you press a dark key, the originally light color becomes a darker color, and the pressed key loses its luster, just like every keyboard that doesn't light up.

The pen fluttered beside her, beating with her movements, as if writing something.

She pressed the button that lit up, and the speed of the code became faster and faster, until she finished writing the plot, and the hanging brush returned to the side and lay down.

Mo Xiaozao put the pen back in his mind and read the text on the computer page, he couldn't say any witty words, but the rhythm and tension were very good.

I can't help but think of the next plot, isn't it okay to rely on the pen like this?

She kept thinking about the plot and silently prayed that the pen would come out, hoping that she would still be as easy as she had just written.

The pen did not come out.

She called out the pen more than a dozen times, but the pen did not move as before, it has always been the appearance of a normal pen, the difference is that the pen is golden.

"You're not done yet?" Bai Luohuan pushed the door in, holding a piece of fruit cake in his hand, "If you don't go out to have a look, that little ghost will be killed by your sister." ”

did not say that it was because he deliberately provoked Gaudí, and deliberately went to Mo Xi's to complain.

Squinting and eating the cake, he followed her to watch the play, and wondered how the news he saw there was not in him and how he could contact her.

Gaudí, as if he had suddenly appeared in the fog, found her without any record.

Sitting on the ground, Gaudí in front of him had already had less air in and more gas, and the minced meat showed a yellow and turbid color, and the stench could be smelled within a meter.

"Please." Gaudí shouted, but the pronunciation was hilichurl mud.

"Don't beg me." She turned around and returned to the room and took Bai Luohuan's hand, "Don't worry, I have made a note of the company you said, I found the address just now, and I can contact them." ”

You don't have to worry about not saying this, but Gaudí did.

"I'm about to dissipate, you see them let them open my box, that's the last one I left, and, you have to be careful, that cold person can really judge life and death."

Gaudí finished with a smile and pushed Mo Xi's hand away, and the cracked flesh was all over the wall.

"Mo Xiaozao!" Mo Xi's rare roar, for the room made of the wallpaper she had spent more than a month choosing, her flesh hurt uncomfortably.

Dragging his body that doesn't look like his own, Mo Xiaozao washes and sorts out the wallpaper in the room.

For these wallpapers of a few hundred yuan, she really can't love it, she can only say that it looks beautiful.

She lay on her bed, hugging the soft bed, "Leng Suran, who is it?" Anxia asked me to ignore him a little farther away, and Gaudí also asked me to pay attention. ”

The computer is buzzing, and the phone rings next to me.

The words "Smoke and Moon Tide" appeared, and the phone was immediately automatically connected, and a sentence full of dissatisfaction rang.

"What the hell is your article, how can you get such a high score under Li Haiyang's actions!"

"Didn't you see it, it's just a good beginning of the article, aren't you writing, how about the data?" She deliberately amplified the volume and said it word by word with the smoke and the moon.

"Good." The taste of gritting teeth, the sound of breaking came from the side of the smoke and moon, one after another, "It will definitely make you earn a lot." ”

This sentence poked her, and saliva surged in her mouth, almost flowing from her red lips.