Chapter Forty-Six: Her Text Was Given

An Xia didn't care about her gaze, and picked up the steel helmet in distress, "Don't touch it." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

"This is my cat!" She was dissatisfied, and reached out to grab the steel helmet, but her hand shrank back spinelessly halfway through.

It's her phone lit up, and a conversation with one line lying on the screen.

Asking what kind of people she can bring?

Mo Xiaozao frowned and took a deep breath, "They are all some little newcomers, the foundation is not good, and it may not be useful for the website, and." ”

She didn't finish her sentence when Chocolate interrupted her.

"How many people do you have now, and what kind of books can you write?"

"I've got new people in my hands." Despite not wanting to, she replied to the chocolate, her eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, "Sixteen." ”

"I'll give you an essay to write later, and your current essay will also be handed over to write." Chocolate decided directly and sent her a statistical file.

Obviously, Chocolate was trying to count her men.

In his apartment, Leng Suran was lying on his back on the bed, his thumb dancing on the screen of the nine keys, humming a tune that he didn't know the age.

"It's really a deception." Leng Suran threw away the phone, frowned and thought about whether An Xia was right, is it really okay for such a person to be deceived casually?

Mo Xiaozao sorted out the information of sixteen people, his body was cold, how could he feel uneasy in his heart?

"Anxia, is chocolate okay?" She looked up and asked, reaching out to pull her hair for herself, "I always feel uneasy. ”

"Disturbing what? Afraid that your text will be thrown out? Anxia turned over with her steel helmet, rolled up the quilt and exhaled.

"It's not." She wanted to say that chocolate was not necessarily reliable, but she knew that she didn't have anyone to contact at all, and pursed her lips a little deflated.

Thinking of this, she stopped talking, and sped up to sort out the information.

Sending the document back to the chocolate, Mo Xiaozao sent the chocolate a sentence, "But why should I hand over my text?" ”

"Someone will take over later in your article, and you're opening a new article." Chocolate added, "I want a new article with potential." ”

"To whom do I write my text?"

"Leprechauns."

Chocolate replied directly, sending her a smiling expression, followed by a long string of hahahaha.

She stared at the word elf, frowning and rhythmically typing on the keyboard.

Crackling and typing a lot of words, she let go of her hand and deleted them one by one.

"Which goblin?" Mo Xiaozao sent chocolate, and did not forget to match the taste of chocolate, and sent a picture, and the villain hiding behind the wall showed half of his little face.

"I'm just kidding, how can there be goblins in this world." Chocolate posted a picture with the villain written under it that says Awesome my brother.

Mo Xiaozao pursed her lips and sent a picture of blue thin shiitake mushrooms.

Before receiving the message, she got up and put her phone aside, opened the instant noodles, and prepared boiling water.

The boiling water was fluttering, and the water that came out fell on the table to form a cloud of water stains, and she poured out the water and soaked it in the instant noodles she wanted to eat.

She doesn't know what chocolate thinks, it's still a good article, why do you want her to give it to someone else?

Sucking and eating instant noodles, his eyelashes hanging down cover his eyes.

The slender hand clicked on the phone, and then clicked on his own article, looking at the dozens of tips on the text and thousands of clicks.

"Reluctant to write this article?" An Xia's long hair swept away the phone, and the body of the quilt rubbed to her side, "It's not necessarily bad to give it out." ”

"I know."

Swallowed the last bite of instant noodles, took a sip of soup, and smashed his mouth, "I am personally limited, so I can only choose the most limited text to write." ”

"yes, it's just that you don't focus on it here." Anxia's eyes darkened slightly, and the corners of her lips curled mockingly.

These things have a cold taste.

Chocolate should be cold soran.

Anxia mentally appeared this conjecture, and also set a danger for chocolate in her heart.

"I want to focus on Li Haiyang, and now I have 50,000 manuscripts, which can be released as soon as I save them."

She opened the text as she spoke, placing the mouse over the corner of the file, where the numbers were displayed.

"Yes."

After a while, Mo Xiaozao's mobile phone lit up, and the word chocolate appeared on the screen, "You come to meet the person who picked up your text." ”

"Who?" She replied to the chocolate and moved her body, "Can I contact the other party?" ”

"No, I'm just telling you that your article has already been written, so you don't have to update it today."

"I see."

After replying, she turned off QQ, and after thinking about it for a long time, she changed her clothes and walked out of the room, walking aimlessly on the road.

Under the dim street lamp, she walked alone along the side of the road.

"Do you want to go to Mo Xi's place?" Anxia stood beside her, and she could touch the flowers not far away when she raised her hand.

"Don't go, just come out and walk around." Mo Xiaozao picked the flowers, held them in his hands and kneaded them into a ball, "Anxia, why did you let me fulfill your last wish?" ”

"Because I have a relationship with you."

"What's the relationship?"

She frowned and stared at Anxia's eyes, not impressed at all by Anxia's beautiful face.

"You don't know yet, but you have to trust me, as long as you really want to write and do your best, you can fulfill my last wish." Ansha chuckled and took her hand.

"Xiang Mozhu said that your ghost spirit is very pure, and it shouldn't be difficult to find a fairy writer with a good background." That might be bigger, and you don't need to be around.

"It's not difficult, it's just that it's only useful if you do it." With an inaudible opening, she sat on the side of the flower bed and stared at the passing car.

"Actually, that's what I did for this."

"For your last wishes?" Mo Xiaozao picked up the stone on the side and threw it into the middle of the road, but he didn't hear the sound of the stone falling to the ground, but the sound of brakes sounded.

"Well, for the sake of his last wish, it's just that Bai Luohuan wrote a lot without success." opened his mouth quietly, and cursed fiercely in his heart for the appearance of the child's poor milk.

Even now, she remembers Bai Luohuan's appetite and price!

"Why didn't it work out? I think she knows a lot, and she has commented on the articles she has posted. ”

"Of course I know more, she's not like you and needs sleep. She writes entirely twenty-four hours a day, only changing her essay every three days. Rubbing his head with a headache, his mind buzzing.

"That should be done quickly!" For the first time, she knew that goblins could go without sleeping.

One hour is calculated according to two thousand, ten hours a day is twenty thousand, and twenty-four hours is forty-two!

"She only writes for three days, and after three days, she will change places, so she hasn't signed a contract for half a year, and she hasn't finished an article, but there are many editors who are chasing and killing."

The sound of a car sounded, and she noticed a car parked in front of her, the white body dyed a warm yellow under the street lamp.