"You feel it, right?" Bai Luohuan's hand pressed on her shoulder, with a look of I understand you. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yes." She stretched out her hand, looked left and right several times and smiled, she didn't expect to actually show the world she had built, and let herself know that she was in control of the world.

didn't care what Bai Luohuan was doing, so he returned to his room and began to study the presentation of this.

I've seen the Natal Twins look like once, and the story that shows this time is the first story she wrote in Quirrell, Contract Sadness, and it didn't take long for small mountains to appear in front of her.

Compared with the article she just saw, this one is more comprehensive in terms of mountains and characters, what habits she has, what food she eats, all of which are staged scene after scene in front of her.

She was amazed by the feeling of being too real, and before she could do anything she heard Ansha's voice in her head, telling her not to continue building this.

"Why?" This feeling is really good for writing an essay, and the clear context can't be clearer, which really makes her feel how she should control and decide the story, and why can't she build it?

"You are different from Bai Luohuan, she does not have the same control and creative ability as you do in writing, this kind of construction can make her know what to do next, and your greatest strength is to create a story, this kind of behavior is undoubtedly harmful to your construction, and it is not suitable for you to write." Anxia's voice was flat.

There was no dislike for her learning this, nor any annoyance, like this wasn't something she had to tell her.

Her eyebrows furrowed, she didn't know why Anxia had such an attitude towards such a thing, pursed her lips and told Anxia that she had gone to work, and asked Anxia to cultivate herself in her body.

By the time she got on the bus, it was already half past six in the morning, and there were not many pedestrians outside, only some people who were rushing to the morning market and those who were in a hurry, occasionally stopping to get on the bus or two, but they were all faces they didn't know.

Habitually, I glanced at the time with my mobile phone again, and also saw the message sent by Bai Xiao, the content was very simple, only one sentence, "The writer wrote the new article by herself, but at the beginning of what she wrote, we will give her half price for the manuscript, and then the custom article needs to be changed to a different writer, this is the list of writers." ”

didn't say what the process was like, nor did he complain to her about how difficult it was, but just sent it to her with the simplest content.

"I know, I'm bothering you with this matter, I'll take a look at these people's articles next, and I'll send you a list of customized essays according to the style and ability of the article, and half of the manuscript fee will be placed on you, as the income of a new writer." She replied, glancing out the window.

Another old man came up, dressed in bright colors, carrying a black bag, and wearing a pair of beautiful jade bracelets on his hands, and the moment he came in again, he let out a loud snort.

She curled her lips and smiled, looked at the screen of her phone again, and checked the picture sent by Bai Xiao, which was a screenshot of Mo Ming's space, and it was a long sentence.

In the content of this paragraph, it is obvious why he does not continue to write manuscripts in Anxia Studio, and Aite has many personal proofs.

And in addition to the pictures in the space, it didn't surprise her, but the next string of pictures really shocked her, from Weibo, as well as Longkong, almost all the positions that can involve the author's group have been posted.

And looking at the popularity of the picture, there are definitely a lot of people who have followed this post, and even seen a lot of replies, saying that since there is such a studio that fights for the interests of writers, why not try it.

"You're so powerful, if I talk to her, I guess I can't let her end it so simply, and still admit her in these places." She praised Bai Xiao very seriously, and couldn't help but glance at Bai Luohuan beside her.

After being looked at by Bai Luohuan's unknown eyes for a while, she turned her eyes away.

"Sister, you're going to praise me for being cheeky, but you're a really powerful person, even if I have an idea, I can't spread out like you, even if I write some, it's not the same as your taste." When Bai Xiao spoke, he gave her a big expression.

The little rabbit holding the heart lowered his head, his face was red and seductive, and then he sent out an embarrassed little rabbit holding his heart and asking, do you want my care? Do you want my caution?

"Yes, yes, yes." She replied to Bai Xiao, and after looking for a long time, she didn't find that she had a matching picture, so she had to send a picture of a villain kissing another villain's face.

"But I'm going to work next, so I might get back to you a little later." After she said this, she got out of the car and began to walk to the company with Bai Luohuan, because it was a group of people who went out early, and they would not be embarrassed because they were too late to go to work, and they didn't need to run.

The put away mobile phone was put in the bag, and followed Bai Luohuan to the elevator to the floor where he was.

When she arrived at her office, she took out her mobile phone to see if there was any news from Bai Xiao, and naturally saw the last two replies sent to her by Bai Xiao, and she put away her mobile phone.

Wei Xuening, who was on the subway, looked at the dialog box that was not replying to herself, put her mobile phone in her pocket, and watched everyone in the corner of the subway without a sound.

I don't know how many people have seen her on this subway, and how many people will have the opportunity to talk to her in the future.

After arriving at the subway station near Quirrell, Wei Xuening, who walked to the ground, took a deep breath, and there was a crowd of people in front of him, most of whom were going in the direction of Quirrell.

Moreover, there are Han Sang-eun and Choi Eun-sook, who are also editors of the ancient language group like her, who took the bag in Choi Eun-sook's hand with one hand, smiled at the two of them, and listened to the two people behind them.

Wei Xuening's eyelashes flickered, and the corners of her lips were unconsciously hooked, she didn't expect Mo Xiaozao's speed to be so fast, she had already accepted these two girls, I don't know if she took good care of the two of them, so that the potential of these two people could be stimulated.

In the opening of the elevator, I entered the Guyan group, and as soon as I entered, I smelled a very strong aroma, and the plants that Zuo Yiyang gave to Mo Xiaozao before opened the flowers and exuded a strong fragrance overnight.

"Oh my God, it smells so good." Han Shangen opened his mouth, walked directly to the door of Mo Xiaozao's office, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

Mo Xiaozao stood in front of the computer and was about to tidy up his underwear straps, but he was caught off guard and opened the office door, and looked at Han Shangen stupidly several times before withdrawing his hand.

"What's the matter?" She tried hard to calm herself, but her face was still flushed.