Chapter 163: Great Writer Su Muyan
After noon, the sun began to turn yellow. Su Muyan was still live broadcasting, and Chu He was tinkering with his erhu in the yard.
He accidentally and suddenly wandered just now, and really didn't mean to touch Su Muyan's buttocks, and obtained an erhu cooling time of 30h.
In this way, the seventh level of the erhu skill has been mastered.
Chu He's heart is transparent, and he doesn't play the erhu without impatience, and he doesn't have the mentality that he couldn't wait to get the pipa full level before.
After all, the erhu has always had a special meaning for the Chu River.
An afternoon passed like this, and when the sun set, Chu He went to the beach for a run, and ran out of sweat.
Then he went to look at Su Muyan, Su Muyan was playing a game with a lard on his face, his eyes were wide, and his spirit was in an extremely nervous state.
It's a pity that no matter how concentrated she is, it's useless, the dish is the vegetable, and she was shot in the head with a frying pan again.
"I'm!" Su Muyan slapped the keyboard a-ah, and the ponytail was pumped in his face.
The audience died of laughter, and they liked to watch Su Muyan's angry appearance.
Chu He walked over and sniffed, then shook his head: "There was still body fragrance at noon, but now it's gone, hey." β
When it came to body fragrance, Su Muyan immediately became nervous and quickly sniffed herself, but ordinary people can't smell their body fragrance, and Su Muyan can't smell it.
The barrage is gradually perverted.
"Wow, exciting, stinky aid meow, it's a mystery."
"Little smoke meow can't stink, beautiful girls' is all pink, okay!"
"Dahe, I want to hack you to death, smell my goddess's body fragrance every day!"
Su Muyan ignored the barrage and asked Chu He nervously: "Is there really no body fragrance?" β
"It's gone." Chu He spread his hands, I am honest and never lie.
Su Muyan immediately stopped playing, turned off the live broadcast and hurriedly ran out.
"Where are you going?" Chu He snickered, in fact, Su Muyan still has a body fragrance, but he sweats a little too much.
"I'm going to run, I'm going to swim, my perfume can't be poisonous!"
"What water?"
"Perfume."
I don't really understand the purity.
Chu He ignored her and went to take a bath comfortably.
As a result, Su Muyan came back from running, she was about to die of heat, jumped into the pool and splashed Chu He's face.
"It's so cool! I found it good to be exercising, and it was time to activate our gym. Su Muyan shouted.
There is a gym in the villa, but no one usually uses it, and Chu He is too lazy to use it.
Su Muyan, the lazy worm, started her three-minute heat again.
Chu He rubbed Naiko to look at her: "In addition to sports, you have to find something serious to do, you can't be live broadcast all day long, it's not charming." β
Chu He's words are true, if Su Muyan broadcasts live every day, it really doesn't fit the temperament of her eldest lady and a beautiful girl, she has to have inner beauty.
"I still sing, I want to be a singer too! As long as I have a better sound card in place, I can be a singer. Su Muyan was full of confidence.
Chu He's face slanted, are you sure?
"Let's get another one." Chu He sighed, Su Muyan's throat was definitely not saved.
Su Muyan pouted, then lifted her snow-white thighs and pressed them against the edge of the pool: "Look, my one-word horse is very powerful, let me dance!" β
"Phoenix Dance for Nine Days?" Chu He couldn't help but laugh.
Su Muyan's dancing skills have improved a lot, but she still has no future, she can only use it as a hobby.
Su Muyan retracted his big white leg and thought carefully: "Do you want to force this writer to go out of the mountain?" It's really not okay to live all day, it's time to be a writer! β
She was suddenly full of energy, as if she had been beaten with chicken blood.
Chu He's face is even more slanted, meow meow?
"You become a writer?"
"What do you look at? Don't forget, I've contributed to the science fiction world before, and I forgot how many thousand words came from, didn't I tell you? Su Muyan began to tremble, this is her glorious history.
Chu He remembered that when he wrote poems and Hai before, Su Muyan showed off her high-priced manuscripts.
This guy has a bit of a penny.
"So you're going to be a science fiction writer?" Chu He wanted to laugh inexplicably, science fiction writer......
"Don't, science fiction is too difficult, I prefer to write romance, so it's decided, the great writer Su Muyan was born, waiting for me to receive the Nobel Prize in Literature hahaha." Su Muyan's passion was ignited, and he immediately climbed ashore.
Climb a section and look back at Chu He: "By the way, you also have to find something to do, you are a salted fish all day long, how will you face your sister's parents in May next year?" What about earning 100 million? β
She even remembered the stubble.
Chu He smiled bitterly: "Spare me, I'm just a little white face who doesn't have to struggle." β
"Don't give up on yourself, 100 million is not much, you have already earned 80,000 yuan, and you still have 9,900 yuan left, I don't know how many thousand, and it is only a few dollars if you round it off." Su Muyan encouraged Chu He.
Chu He smacked, old lady, your rounding up is a bit exaggerated, right?
"Your sister has asked Jiyun Company to help me write songs, and I guess I'm going to be a singer soon." Seeing that Su Muyan was so serious, Chu He had no choice but to cheer up a little.
"Really?" Su Muyan was overjoyed, "In this way, won't you be able to make money?" When the time comes, you can perform commercially, and you can make 100 million by rounding up! β
Please, don't round it up anymore.
Chu River diving dog planing, what you say is what.
Su Muyan also went ashore, his clothes were wet, and his white legs were full of water droplets, which was quite tempting.
But she didn't have the concept of temptation, so she rushed into the house to take a shower, then went to the music room to turn on the computer, and began to study becoming a writer.
This is the first time she's done anything other than live streaming in a music room.
Chu He was a little curious, can Su Muyan really be a writer? Double ponytail cute Lori big writer? It's kind of cute.
Chu He took a shower and deliberately went to the music room to watch Su Muyan, Su Muyan was watching other people's on a website, and he was very attentive.
Chu He glanced at this website, it was a light station, and the style of writing was biased towards the second dimension. You can tell from the title of the book.
Am I having a brain problem when I fall in love with my sister? γAfter being confessed by my sister, I suddenly confessed to my childhood sweetheart.γDoes the dragon mount of the demon king have to be so colorful?
Chu He smiled dumbly, this second product is a sci-fi "debut", has the painting style been so far away now?
"I said Miss Su, the difference between light and science fiction is too big, are you sure you can master it?" The Chu River opened.
Su Muyan cut off: "As a great writer, what style can't you master?" I've studied the light style thoroughly, and my fans also prefer two-dimensional, so I'll definitely be popular! β
She also has a bit of a brain and knows how to take advantage of fan traffic.
"Oh, so what are you going to write?" Chu He laughed.
Su Muyan was enthusiastic: "What should I do if I am coveted by my perverted brother." β
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"This is light?" Chu He's face hurts.
"Not convinced?" Su Muyan was arrogant.
Chu He clenched his fists: "It's served, anyway, as long as the name is long enough, it's fucking light, right?" β