Yang Dazhi, who was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, always paid attention to the latest news, and was stunned all of a sudden. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sweat on his forehead seemed to be still—for a second!

The next second, he slammed his palm on the table, and shouted helplessly: "Damn, what's this called!" ”

In the editorial department, a large group of editors were reviewing the book, and the little heart suddenly stopped when they were so frightened.

A female editor couldn't help but shake her hands, her legs and stomach were weak, and she sat on the ground with her ass.

"Boss, can you not be surprised......

The other editors were okay, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but laugh.

An Fusheng also laughed twice, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there is no danger in this matter, otherwise it would not be as simple as being frightened.

There is no danger, this is a really good word.

The situation suddenly reversed, Qian Hao looked at the computer, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

It wasn't until a long time passed that the expression returned to normal.

"Well, there's no need to respond......"

He muttered, closed Weibo, and stopped paying attention to the matter. At this time, there will be no more accidents, right?

If he comes out again, then he won't give up.

Don't mention the matter of Weibo.

He turned off Weibo, went downstairs to have a casual meal, and continued to code words when he came back.

Lu Xiaofeng, shooting eagles, including covering the sky that has not yet been completed, his daily task is not light. By the way, the gambling fight with Zheng Tong is getting closer and closer, and he has to find time to prepare.

Perhaps, he should finish a book of martial arts before that time comes.

He must pay more attention to the gambling fight with Zheng Tong, more than this time. Because, that's a battle for him to turn over.

The black spots in writing online articles can be washed away by this battle.

If he fails, it will be a black spot for life. But then again, how could he fail?

Yes, he is nothing, but who dares to look down on Luo Guanzhong?

Hehe, I don't know what kind of storm that book will stir up when it appears?

The day passed quickly, and at six o'clock in the evening, Qian Hao returned to the dormitory and began a new round of struggle. However, he had only been coding for more than an hour when the phone rang suddenly.

"Hey, who are?"

There was no way, he had to pause the code word and connect the phone.

No, Chu Ren's voice came from the phone, "Teacher Xiaoqian, it's almost the third week, don't forget to go to class." ”

That's right, in Mizuki, he still has classes this year!

It's not up, it's teaching.

Thinking of this stubble, he couldn't help but touch his nose and felt a little big. This teaching is not easy, it is preparing for class, correcting homework, and going to class is even more tiring.

Well, he can only complain about it too.

Otherwise, he is unwilling to give up such a glamorous profession.

Well, a teacher.

He complained secretly in his heart, but his mouth replied quite warmly: "Well, okay, I bothered to tell Elder Chu." ”

"Haha, you kid is still polite to me." Chu Ren didn't care, and quipped, "Let me tell you, we are all looking forward to your class." ”

We are all looking forward to it, we are all looking forward to it......

In an instant, Qian Hao felt a mountain on his back. The students have enough for him, why do these teachers and professors also come to join in the fun!

Oh my God, isn't this going to kill him?

The professors all came to listen to the lectures, which seemed to be very glamorous, but in fact it was very stressful. In particular, Qian Hao himself has nothing to do, just carrying the things of the masters.

However, with a big head, he also has to bite the bullet.

"I'm too scared, Old Chu...... You're going to kill me! ”

After finishing business, the two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

Qian Hao didn't think much about it, after all, there was still some time, so why bother to be unhappy? He reopened the codeword software, worked hard, and coded the words.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock in the evening that he stretched out and yawned to end the round.

"It's hard, the online article is really tired! Fortunately, it has been completed, and when those few famous books come out, there will be no need to engage in online articles. ”

He muttered to himself as he uploaded the coded chapters.

It didn't take long for this to happen.

He picked up the basin and lazily ran to the water room to wash. When I came back, I was in good spirits again.

Of course, there is spirit, and he doesn't have any codewords. Instead, I lay down in bed leisurely, listened to music, and flipped through the news.

This news, of course, includes the previous Weibo incident.

Although the matter has been reversed, he is still quite curious and wants to know the next development.

After all, with such a big reaction, it can't be easily revealed, right?

Sure enough, this matter was not easily revealed.

Although it was not reversed again, that situation also made Qian Hao a little crying and laughing.

You say, you still have to face no!

I was scolding a lot before, but now I'm begging for words again!

Yes, on Weibo, there is a lot of remarks asking for words. Even if you don't talk about the Weibo posted by other people, even under Qian Hao's Weibo, the comments asking for words are tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands.

That's not all.,Special Meow actually plays with the topic.。

Yes, the South China Sea incident has been suppressed again.

In this case, they won't scold him again, right?

However, that's the end of it?

No, the rise of netizens playing, they actually ran to the prosperous era again, the Condor book review area......

All in all, the enthusiasm of these people is the same as scolding Qian Hao before.

Not only ordinary netizens, but also some official Vs have joined them. For example, the official blog of the Chinese Poetry Association deliberately sent a Weibo, and also Aite him!

In addition, the official blog of ancient poetry also ran out to join in the fun.

Even Datang Magazine, which was not dealing with him, actually ran out and posted on Weibo, bringing the topic of asking for words.

Looking at this situation, if he doesn't pronounce the whole word, I'm afraid he won't be able to live in peace.

However, although Qian Hao is not narrow-minded, he still has a little temper. So, he snorted arrogantly, and Shi Shiran stripped off and went to sleep.

Yes, no words.

The abuse before, this thing is still a little unhappy. If it weren't, he wouldn't have failed to respond or utter a word.

Moreover, this is Wang Jing reminding him again.

"Mouse, pronounce the words quickly! I'm Nima, you're going to be on fire again! ”

Hmph, sleep.

This arrogant cold snort, Wang Jing was overwhelmed, and he couldn't laugh or cry. It's useless to persuade you, so let's sleep.

said that he couldn't persuade him, but the next morning, he laughed and persuaded again: "I'm Nima, look at the mouse, and hurry up and speak!" ”

Your uncle, you usually have this early?

Qian Hao complained, got up dissatisfied, didn't look at his phone, and ran to the toilet. It's a coincidence, Wang Jing woke up, and he unexpectedly got up so early.

Of course, if it was usual, he would definitely go back to bed and continue to sleep. But today, he swiped Weibo, and he was in no mood to sleep.

Because things are developing, it makes him laugh. These netizens are really special!

When Qian Hao came back, he still didn't believe it, but Wang Jing kept urging, and he had no choice but to take out his mobile phone.

"Okay, I'd like to see something......"

The words didn't speak, and when he saw the news on the Internet, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

I'll you, you're really good at playing! (To be continued.) )