Su Chen: "I have an account here, which has been banned by Penguin Games, I want to ask you to help me unblock it." ”

"Huh? Unblock your game account? ”

The editor-in-chief was directly stunned.

Ha? What's that?

Find yourself as the editor-in-chief of a comic to talk about unblocking the game account, what kind of magical brain circuit is it?

I didn't expect that the so-called help, is that what it refers to?

This little thing doesn't seem to be able to make Teacher Mao Xuewang owe.

It's as if the eraser at your table fell to the ground and you helped her pick it up, this trivial matter, do you still expect her to return you to an adult?

"Sorry editor-in-chief, it's my sister's game account, the mobile game CrossFire......"

Su Chen typed and typed until the end, and he was a little embarrassed.

Oh yes.

Tynyema was embarrassed.

The editor-in-chief pondered for a long time before slowly replying: "Yes, Mr. Mao Xuewang, tell me the account and server, and I'll help you ask." ”

"Okay."

Su Chen then sent the account to the editor-in-chief.

And Su Xiaoxiao stared at his chat screen with expectant eyes throughout the whole process.

Soon, there was movement on the message page, which had been silent again.

Editor-in-chief: "Mr. Mao Xuewang, I asked the technical department of the game to check, this account was detected and reported too many times ten minutes ago, and it was judged to be open and banned, right?" ”

Su Chen thought for a while and typed, "Almost." ”

This made Su Xiaoxiao on the side unhappy, and shouted: "What do you mean 'almost'?" I, Su Xiaoxiao, obviously didn't hang it, it was this horse suit that was sealed by mistake! ”

"You say another horse service, believe it or not, people won't help you?" The corners of Su Chen's mouth twitched slightly.

Asking people to do things and exposing people's shortcomings, what an ugly face you are.

But fortunately, he and the editor-in-chief are typing and communicating, and the other party doesn't know anything about what Su Xiaoxiao mutters.

"But I'm telling the truth! What kind of treasure chest does that king have, I smoked hundreds, and I didn't have a single one! This explosion rate is not as good as the connection of the connector next door! ”

Su Xiaoxiao kept thinking about it.

Next are some words that Su Chen didn't understand, what "single draw ten consecutive black riding Hatsune", "one shot directly three-star pudding", "a hundred king boxes only have fragments" Yunyun.

Let him roll his eyes.

So, how much money do you spend on the lottery in these games for Krypton gold lottery games?

And it's all games with no guarantees.

It's said that Africans don't touch the game pool without guarantees, why do you have to be tough?

At this moment, the editor-in-chief sent another message: "Okay, I'll talk to the technical department here, and it is estimated that it will be unblocked, and it will not be blocked in the future...... Then, Mr. Mao Xuewang, let your sister pay attention, the game department has been very strict with the handling of reports recently. ”

As soon as this message came out.

almost made Su Xiaoxiao angry.

"Ahhh If you play the game too badly, you should pay attention to it if you are reported? Feelings: I'm ruining the balance of the game, right? ”

Ignoring the fried Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Chen knew that the uninformed editor-in-chief was also kindly reminded.

After checking Su Xiaoxiao's account, after confirming that he could log in, Su Chen also thanked the other party very politely: "Thank you editor-in-chief, you can already log in to the game here." ”

"It's a trivial matter, you don't have to be polite." Editor-in-chief, "But speaking of which, Mr. Mao Xuewang's account of your sister is really powerful, she has consumed nearly 10,000 yuan in the past week, and such a new player is still rare." ”

"What? Nearly 10,000 pieces? ”

Su Chen was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but glance at Su Xiaoxiao, who was about to continue playing.

Didn't you just tell yourself that there were thousands of krypton in total?

It's really yours, stinky girl, 10,000 yuan a week, at this rate, 80% of the anchor's salary is taken by you, right?

"That's right, a total of more than 9,860 yuan was recharged, and the highest time was 648 eight times a day." The editor-in-chief is like a data broadcaster, and he makes the account flow clear.

Suppressing the faint anger in his heart, Su Chen replied with an "oh" with a dark face.

He knew that when chatting with the editor-in-chief now, he still had to endure it first.

When he finished the private chat, he slowly turned his head, grabbed Su Xiaoxiao's stupid hair on the side, and stared at death: "Say, you still want to hide from the world with 10,000 yuan of krypton gold a week, what do you want to make trouble?" ”

"Yikes! I didn't hide it! Isn't more than 9,000 pieces a few thousand? Let me go! ”

The little girl who was choked by fate was like a cat pinched up by the back of her neck, and struggled hard.

"Hehe, the philology is good, the word game is so 6."

"How can this be called a play on words......

"In short, don't spend so much money on the game in the future."

"Uh...... Then before I next time I have a large amount of kryptonite, I will make a report to you, brother? ”

"Do you dare to have a next time?"

“……”

Just when the brother and sister were noisy every day, in the QQ on the mobile phone, the editor-in-chief sent another message.

"Teacher Mao Xuewang, do you have any intention of changing your work?"

After a long hesitation, the editor-in-chief decided to ask the question.

Recently, there are many families who have a good personal relationship with him, and they want him to contact Mao Xuewang to discuss the adaptation of the work.

On the one hand, the popularity is really high, and on the other hand, they also want to make "Death note".

Su Chen looked at it and couldn't help asking, "Do you want the animation adaptation rights of "Death note"?" ”

Editor-in-Chief: "This ...... It's not an anime, but a lot of people have contacted me to write a "Death note". As for animation, we'll not start thinking about it until at least next year. ”

He took it along the way, and gave Su Chen a thorough explanation.

"Adaptation is free, and animation is not necessary, because my adaptation rights have been handed over to Station B."

Gifts are still exchanged, and Su Chen also gave the editor-in-chief a thorough explanation.

It's just that this news is not just as simple as a thorough understanding for the editor-in-chief, it can be said that it is comparable to a deep-sea torpedo.

Directly blew him up.

"What? Mr. Mao Xuewang, you said that you are already going to adapt station b? ”

"yes."

"Shhhh

I couldn't help but gasp, the editor-in-chief was a little dumbfounded.

What's this?

A lax, but he was actually cut off by a hostile website?

The comics published on Penguin Comics changed hands and the animation adaptation rights were handed over to Station B.

It was even worse than NTR.

No, it's not appropriate to say it's NTR.

It's like the daughter she raised, pulling a handful of and urine, and then growing up and secretly dealing with an object behind her back.

Most importantly, this object is the last enemy he wants to see.

So the editor-in-chief's heart is cold now.

"Obviously you're from Penguin Comics, why did you hand over "Death note" to station b?"

In a hurry, he even lost his composure.

……