Chapter 57: Confession

"Xiao Ran, will you give me a chance? I can change anything for you. Hong vigorously held Ji Ran's white and tender little hand and confessed affectionately.

"Dali, am I really that important to you?"

"Well, to be honest, I've never liked a girl so deeply, this time I'm really tempted, Xiao Ran, I'm sincere." Hong Dali looked at Ji Ran's pretty face with fiery eyes, and said sincerely.

Listening to Hong Dali's stupid confession, Ji Ran couldn't help laughing, "You are less here, are you still tempted?" Don't you know when I don't? How many girls did you confess to when you were in middle school? You're a big carrot. ”

Hearing Ji Ran say this, Hong Dali's embarrassed face turned green, and immediately, he shook his head fiercely, "No, I'm messing around with them, how can I ever touch the truth?" I'm true to you. ”

"Okay, don't think about it, wouldn't it be nice if we were like this? As for whether there will be further development in the future, it depends on your future performance. Ji Ran said with a smile.

"So? Do I have a chance? Hong Dali asked excitedly.

"If you have a chance, then you have to ask yourself, okay, it's not too early, I'll go back, by the way, don't tell anyone about me wearing leopard print black silk, otherwise, I'll break off your friendship." Ji Ran suddenly turned around and said with a serious face.

Hearing the word "break up", Hong Dali was startled and nodded vigorously, "Don't worry, I'll rot this matter in my stomach." ”

After receiving Hong Dali's assurance, Ji Ran went home with peace of mind.

When Ji Ran returned home, it was already midnight, and the hour hand had already passed eight o'clock.

As soon as I entered the house, I found that there was a strange atmosphere in the house, judging by Ji Ran's experience over the years, it must not be a good thing.

Ji's father hid in the bedroom and didn't come out, while Ji's mother was sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face.

Judging from experience, it is often only after I get annoyed that my mother will have this kind of expression.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Ji Ran put down her schoolbag and sat down on the side of the sofa, but Ji's mother was still pale and had no expression.

"Mom, why are you so angry? Anger is bad for the skin, what the hell is going on? Ji Ran gently shook her mother's shoulder, and Ji's mother snorted coldly and stared at Ji Ran coldly.

"Ran, learned to lie at such a young age? Tell me, how did you get this Estee Lauder and Cardamom makeup? Ji's mother poured all the makeup and beauty products that Ji Ran gave her not long ago on the coffee table, stared at Ji Ran angrily and asked.

"This is given to me by Su Xiaoxiao's cousin, and they are all street stalls, which are very cheap." Ji Ran explained with a smile.

"Do you take your mom for an idiot? Yes, my mother has never used such high-end cosmetics, so I can't tell the good from the bad, but your aunt still doesn't recognize it? Your aunt said that these cosmetics are all original imports, just this bottle of Estee Lauder Delicate Repair Essence is more than 700 yuan, these cosmetics add up to thousands, where do you get so much money? Mother Ji stared at Ji Ran angrily and asked.

Ji Ran panicked, and secretly screamed badly, "Mom, this is for you, why are you showing it to my aunt?" ”

"Don't change the subject, let's be honest, how did these things come about?" Mother Ji stared at Ji Ran and asked angrily.

"Okay, then I'll tell you the truth, in fact, these cosmetics are really genuine goods, and they did cost thousands, I was afraid that you wouldn't want them, so I said they were roadside goods, but these were all given to me by Su Xiaoxiao's cousin, and her cousin's family is very rich, so it's nothing to buy these." Fortunately, Ji Ran was quick to think and made up another lie temporarily.

"Edit, keep editing! ~" Mother Ji stared at Ji Ran coldly, looking completely unconvinced, and cold sweat broke out in the palms of Ji Ran's palms with cold eyes.

"Mom? I didn't make it up? If you don't believe it, ask Su Xiaoxiao. Ji Ran argued with reason, thinking to himself: "It's good to say hello to Su Xiaoxiao in advance, otherwise it would be really dangerous." ”

"Okay, then tell me, what is Su Xiaoxiao's cousin's name? What does it do? Mother Ji's eyes narrowed, staring at Ji Ran and asked.

Hearing her mother ask like this, Ji Ran was stunned, this question was actually ignored, she only said to Su Xiaoxiao that she had a cousin, but as for what her cousin was called and what he did, Ji Ran really didn't think about it.

"She... Her cousin's name is Liang Zhonghua. Ji Ran made up a name temporarily, but, obviously, this name has completely exposed Ji Ran's lies.

"Her cousin's name is Liang Zhonghua?"

"Uh, yes, yes, it's finance, so, it's rich." Ji Ran smiled awkwardly and said.

"Oh, it's finance, it's very rich, so how can Su Xiaoxiao say that his cousin's name is Zhang Dalei?" Mother Ji stared at Ji Ran coldly and asked.

"Huh? Oh, yes, yes, her cousin's name is Zhang Dalei, and Liang Zhonghua is her other cousin. Ji Ran hurriedly explained.

"How many cousins does Su Xiaoxiao have?"

"Two, three? Or four? ”

"Okay, don't lie to me, be honest, where did all this stuff come from? If you don't talk about coming over today, don't even think about sleeping today. Mother Ji turned her face flat, as if she was really going to move seriously.

"Mom, I'm sleepy, I have to go to class tomorrow, I'll go wash and sleep." Ji Ran was about to trick him away, but his mother grabbed his ears and pulled him back.

"Shhh ~ It hurts, mom let go, my ears are gone. Ji Ran grinned in pain, so she had to sit back obediently.

"Don't try to play tricks, be honest, how did you get these things?"

Seeing that her mother was pressing, Ji Ran had no choice but to tell her the ins and outs of the matter.

"What? How much money do you make writing novels? Mother Ji listened to Ji Ran's description and frowned strangely.

"Well, in fact, I started writing novels half a year ago, and then the novels sold well and made some money, so I want to honor you and my father, these gifts, including my father's leather shoes, were bought by me with manuscript money." Ji Ran said truthfully.

"What about the novels you wrote? How come I've never seen you write a novel? Ji's mother stretched out her hand and asked Ji Ran for a novel, Ji Ran was stunned, smiled and shook her head.

"Mom, I'm not writing a physical novel, I'm writing an online novel, how can I show it to you?" Ji Ran explained helplessly.

"Web novels? What is a web novel? Mother Ji asked with a strange frown.

"Online novels are novels published on the Internet, and readers read them on computers, not books." Ji Ran patiently explained, but, judging from Ji's mother's puzzled expression, she still didn't seem to understand.

But this is not to blame Ji's mother, after all, in 03 years, online novels have just started, not to mention Ji's mother, but many young people do not have the concept of online novels, and online novels are an online term that gradually emerged after a few years.

"Oh, this is my signing agreement, take a look." Ji Ran went to the bedroom to show her mother the agreement signed by her private mother, and after Ji's mother read the agreement signed by A, she finally believed Ji Ran.

At the same time, he was also shocked that Ji Ran secretly wrote a novel for half a year, but he didn't know it, and Ji's father was also surprised when he heard about Ji Ran's novel.

"I really didn't expect my daughter to be a talented girl, it's really not simple, another day my dad will definitely read his daughter's masterpiece." Dad Ji said with a smile.

"Dad, don't make fun of me, I write for young people, what do you think of it?" Ji Ran said embarrassedly.

"Ranran, why don't you tell your parents when you write a novel? Doesn't writing fiction affect studying? If you have time to write novels, how nice would it be if you spent all of them studying? What's more, now that your parents are not short of money for you to spend, and it is not the time for you to make money, as a student, you have to study hard, how can you write novels without doing your job? Mother Ji frowned and said with a displeased face.

"Mom, I knew you would say that, so I didn't dare to tell you, although I know that you and my dad are good to me, and I don't lack money to spend, but I still want to write something for some money and cultivate my ability, not to mention that making more money can also improve the quality of life? lest every time my father goes to my grandmother's house, he will be coldly ridiculed by those unscrupulous little brothers-in-law. As soon as Ji Ran said this, Ji's mother was suddenly speechless, and Ji's father's heart was warm, and he hugged Ji Ran into his arms.

"It's worthy of being my daughter, it's really my father's intimate little padded jacket." Father Ji said with a smile.

"How much money can you make writing novels?" Mother Ji asked curiously.

"Well, it's hard to say, it's mainly based on the update and the quality of the article, sometimes it will be affected by holidays, in short, the manuscript fee is not very stable." Ji Ran said.

"How much money can I have in a month?" Ji's mother asked.

"That's about 10,000 yuan." As soon as Ji Ran's words came out, Ji's mother and Ji's father exclaimed in unison: "More than 10,000? ”

"yes." The expressions of Ji's father and Ji's mother had long been expected by Ji Ran, so Ji Ran was not very surprised.

"A year? Or a month? Mother Ji confirmed incredulously.

"One month, if you count the two semi-annual bonuses and monthly pass rewards a year, there should be almost 200,000 at the end of the year, right?" Ji Ran reasonably.

Hearing Ji Ran say this, Ji's mother and Ji's father looked at each other in amazement, and then looked at their daughter as if they were looking at a monster, and Ji's mother touched Ji Ran's forehead with the back of her hand exaggeratedly, "Huh? Don't have a fever? How can you talk nonsense? ”

"Mom, I don't have a fever, it's true." Ji Ran explained helplessly.

"More than 200,000 a year? It's almost time to catch up with the annual output of a workshop in our factory. Father Ji said in surprise.

"Well, what kind of novel did you write? How can you make so much money? Ji's mother asked a little uneasily, "It won't be a h-astringent novel, right?" ”

"Mom, where do you want to go, how can I write that kind of novel? I'm writing fantasy novels, which are the most popular genre at the moment, so there will be more readers. Ji Ran shook his head and patiently explained.