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Mo Xiaozao's little hands rubbed her eyes, and the open gap could get the computer that was still on, she fell asleep in front of the computer yesterday.

Standing up against the computer desk, his legs lost sensation as he thought.

She shifted a few steps and stood by the door to open a crack.

A man in a straight suit stood in front of the door opposite, carrying a few beautifully packaged foods in his hands, and the mere back was extraordinary.

Obviously, this man is the husband of the homeowner, and the main reason why the landlord abuses and hates her.

"Bang." Mo Xiaozao closed the door, dragging his sore body and slumped on the sofa, his stomach growling.

Habitually grabbing her phone, Mo Xiaozao checked the clicks after yesterday's update, and more than 100 clicks can be regarded as a reward for her writing.

"Chocolate, I had more than 100 clicks yesterday, isn't the recommendation coming soon?" She hasn't forgotten that chocolate is a good thing for newcomers.

"Well, it's about to come down and recommend it." replied to her calmly, and did not forget to tell her that it was her.

"When will we know? I've watched the background updates many times and there's no news at all. She asked urgently, and her little face couldn't contain a smile.

"Afternoon."

With a certain amount of time, Mo Xiaozao was not chatting with Chocolate, opening the codeword software and calculating how many updates he should prepare.

Such a recommendation, 10,000 words a day should be fine.

If you calculate it in a week, it takes 70,000 words.

She happily thought that she could finish 20,000 in a day, complete the code in three days, and sort it out systematically, so that the article would be ready in the shortest possible time, and there would be time to update it in the studio.

Mei Zizi wrote the manuscript and didn't even eat lunch.

Before she knew it, it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and she logged on to her account, but the backstage was still empty, and there was not even a single superfluous message.

Mo Xiaozao pursed her lips, isn't it time for chocolate to say? Or is it later?

Open the dialog box of chocolate, the two words in the afternoon are still parked there, and suddenly I feel that the afternoon time is a little broad, and I am secretly depressed why I didn't ask more clearly.

Depressed, she turned off the dialog box and refreshed her backstage every half hour.

Over and over again, and over again.

It was already half past eight in the night, and she had to send the 10,000 words she wanted to update to Chocolate, "Editor: This is today's update, do you need to revise it?" ”

"No, you don't."

"Editor, have you finished sending out today's recommendations?"

"It's done."

"I didn't get it."

"You didn't get it? You don't have a recommendation in the first place. Tell her that Chocolate sent her the recommended picture.

There are big picture pushes, small picture pushes, link pushes, and text pushes in the picture.

Mo Xiaozao looked up and down, and what she saw in the newcomer's recommendation was someone else's, and the editor's recommendation was too, and in front of that person's name, she was crossed out with a red paintbrush.

These two should be recommendations sent to her.

"Who is this man?" Take a screenshot of the other party's name, and type the words "Smoke and Moon" in the dialog box.

The general characters that are different from others also have a deep black color, which can be recognized at a glance.

"Smoke and Moon, the new author of another group, is pretty good." Chocolate didn't answer her question at all as to why she was crossed out, and promoted the other party's essay one by one.

Just tell her that you have to check this out.

I felt even more uncomfortable because of the introduction of chocolate, and she was depressed, so her sales were held together and smashed on her legs.

"Editor, since you are the author of another group, how can you recommend it here? Isn't that ours? ”

"Oh, the article is better to recommend, and you can talk to her, she's in the group now, and everyone is playing with her."

After hearing this, Mo Xiaozao clicked on the chocolate group, and what caught his eye was the best red envelope.

Almost instinctively, she clicked on the red envelope, a piece of eight cents!

Money.

She clicked on the local tyrant who gave out the red envelope, and her whole expression stiffened, it was a red envelope from the misty moon, and it was noted that it was for the editor.

"I'll send it back." She opened her mouth, and before she could say anything to the other party, she lost her momentum, reached out to hold her hand, and let go of it and sent out a red envelope.

"No need." Chocolate suddenly appeared, rejecting her, and made up a few words along with the red envelope in the dialog box to be particularly abrupt.

The originally lively crowd instantly fell silent.

Mo Xiaozao's face was hot, he bit his lip, and gave priority to a haha sentence, calling the editor.

Who would have thought, as if she didn't know what she meant, she generously introduced her, "Smoke and Moon, this is the person who recommended it to you, but you have to treat it well." ”

The chocolate sent out a shy little picture, and the group instantly regained its heat.

Everyone is congratulating the smoke and moon, or envying that there is such a good recommendation as soon as it comes, the left sentence is a great god, and the right sentence is a great god.

The smoke and moon tide are cute, and they are kind to everyone, and they don't forget to send some more red envelopes to enliven the atmosphere.

Some people began to praise the smoke and moon tides for being smart, beautiful, and so on.

Flattery came and went, and all of them became acquaintances with Smoke and Moonstream, but she stupidly watched them mingle in front of the dialog box.

Reaching out to type in the dialogue bar, I found that the words I typed were no longer suitable for the current conversation.

She deleted the conversation, but luckily turned off the computer and sat on her own bunk next to the bed, "Anxia, I'm a little upset. ”

"Upset recommended to someone else?" A word pierced Mo Xiaozao's fragility, An Xia, who was rolling up the quilt, let go of the steel helmet, the corners of her beautiful eyes were raised, and the corners of her delicate lips were raised.

"Of course it's upset. I told it was mine from the beginning. He confided all his thoughts to the press, and his frowning brows rose into a hill.

I waited for a day's recommendation, but it was not myself, and I was more or less uncomfortable from the heart.

"What do you think of her relationship with others?"

"She's quite fake, obviously not true, but she praised everyone once, and used money to buy others, and now everyone thinks she's a good seedling."

"And then?"

"Most of them have added her."

Anxia stopped talking, her scattered gaze swept over her little face, pinched the little paws of the steel helmet, and snorted as if in response to her.

She saw Anxia's movements, grabbed her phone with one hand and played a small game.

She knew that compared to the smoke and moon tide, she would not please those people at all, and even thought that those people would not play with her level at all.

The whole person can't blend in at all, so they can only look at the familiarity between each other.