"You cow!"

Mu Xiaoxian, who was shocked by the unreasonable reason of the blue sky night, was simply speechless.

People don't want to be invincible in the world, Mu Xiaoxian felt for the first time that this truth was completely right.

"Eh, by the way, isn't it true that everyone can only apply for one penguin? Why do you have two? ”

In this world, the penguin number and personal ID card are bound, and a person can only have one.

"You're stupid, think about which company it is at a certain point, won't it be possible to open a back door?" Even the back door in the blue sky night is fresh and refined.

"Admire, admire!" Mu Xiaoxian arched his hand.

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" The night of the blue sky also gave Mu Xiaoxian a martial arts salute.

"Then, it's time to talk about us." The blue sky night painting style changed and said.

"Our business, our business?" Mu Xiaoxian's mind didn't turn for a while, and he asked.

"It's just that you say that I can't be provoked, you say, how are you going to solve this matter? The author of "Coiling Dragon"? ”

Qingkong knew the meaning of "can't be provoked", and naturally knew that this was a scolding sentence, although Mu Xiaoxian only meant to joke in it, but Qingkong didn't understand.

"Uh......" Now it's Mu Xiaoxian's turn to be embarrassed, after all, it's her fault, and she doesn't even have a reason to refute.

"This ......" Mu Xiaoxian hesitated, and many reasons to excuse herself flashed in her mind, but she denied them one by one.

"I'm sorry!"

In the end, Mu Xiaoxian had to lower his proud head and apologize to the blue sky night.

"Humph!" Qingkong Ye snorted coldly, reached out and rubbed Mu Xiaoxian's hair fiercely, as if he wanted to transform Mu Xiaoxian's hair into his own hairstyle.

It wasn't until Mu Xiaoxian was dazed and didn't know the east, west, north and south, that the blue sky night let go of his hand.

"For the sake of the very well written face of "Panlong", I won't delve into it with you, but you have to update it quickly, five chapters a day is not enough to read." Qingkong Night took a deep sip of the cold drink in front of him, forced himself to calm down and said.

It can calm down the night of the blue sky in a state of rage, and if the editor at a certain point sees it, it will definitely shock the big teeth. You know, the night of the blue sky is notoriously angry, and there is no reason to do anything.

You know, when a national cartoonist drew a mess of "Dou Po", and the characters in it basically rose by ten years on average, he took a knife on the spot and said that he was going to cut him on the spot.

Because the night of the blue sky was still educated in the bureau all night.

And being able to endure it here may have something to do with Mu Xiaoxian's pitiful appearance.

After all, if Mu Xiaoxian puts on an expression of "the baby is wronged, the baby wants to cry", it will be earth-shattering and crying, so cute, I don't know how to get angry at night in the blue sky.

So he had to rub Mu Xiaoxian's hair.

"So, that's all right, right?" Mu Xiaoxian asked weakly.

"It's all right!" Qingkong Night said that he was very helpless, he couldn't fight, and he couldn't scold.

This is usually the treatment of the blue sky night, but now Mu Xiaoxian can enjoy it.

"Well, but I said in advance that "Panlong" will never be updated, five more changes a day is the limit, and one more chapter is a special case!"

"How embarrassing is you making me an author who changes every day!" Blue Sky Night complained.

"Then why can't you give up other books and update "Dou Po" specifically?"

"No, I don't have the same passion as I used to be, I can't write that much. So the extra brain holes can only be put on other books to distract me. Qingkong Night waved her hand and said, she became famous in a book, and she has been able to maintain the quality of "Dou Po" until now, which is very rare.

You know, the most difficult thing about a book is in terms of rhythm and post-production, which is difficult to control.

At least Mu Xiaoxian, the copyist, has no qualifications to complain about the night of the blue sky.

"Oh!"

"I think your "Panlong" should be like this, now you write well and quickly, and later, I'm afraid you won't be able to write it." Qingkong Night felt that as an old-timer, he should give Mu Xiaoxian, a newcomer, some advice.

Not to mention, Mu Xiaoxian, a newcomer, still has a certain fate with her.

"So it's best to slow down the update for now and think more about the plot and pacing issues in the future. But if I can update more, I still have to update more, because I'm chasing your book too! ”

"No, it won't!" Qingkong Night didn't know that Mu Xiaoxian's "Panlong" was completely copied, so he came to such a conclusion.

Because, it was completely denied by Mu Xiaoxian.

If you can't write it blindly, then Mu Xiaoxian can die.

"So sure?" I don't know why Mu Xiaoxian has such a mysterious self-confidence, just like the three major illusions in the League of Legends.

"That's for sure!" Mu Xiaoxian replied.

"Okay, write a book, it's better to follow your own ideas, and not be controlled by other people's opinions. Of course, good advice can be listened to, but not blindly followed. Then your strength will only get worse and worse. ”

"Understood!"

Mu Xiaoxian replied very quickly, so far, although Mu Xiaoxian has read the comments, she has not heard of it. Because Mu Xiaoxian is a book copyist, let her change the plot? This Mu Xiaoxian really didn't dare.

"Come on, I hope you can surpass me." After saying that, he continued to lie on the table and lay his corpse.

She came to this playground because her thinking inspiration was exhausted and she wanted to come to find some inspiration, but she accidentally ran into Mu Xiaoxian and was recognized by Mu Xiaoxian.

That's why she talked to Mu Xiaoxian, otherwise she wouldn't want to say a word.

Oh, before that, the night of the blue sky also said two words, that is, to give a very concise and clear answer to the two prodigal sons who tried to come up and talk to them.

"Get out!"

The temper of the blue sky night is so hot, and the answers are so simple.

"Leave a contact information." Not far away, Xiao Guoguo and the others had already signaled that they were leaving, and Mu Xiaoxian couldn't stay longer.

But think about it, it may be possible to connect with the night of the blue sky in the future, but the night of the blue sky has always been the beginning of the dragon without seeing the end, and it is as difficult as climbing to the sky if you rely on fate to meet it now.

So Mu Xiaoxian simply asked Qingkong Night for a contact information.

"If you are a penguin, it is the number of the prayer person, and if you are a mobile phone number, it is 1XXXXXXXX. Remember? ”

"Well, alright, bye-bye!" After Mu Xiaoxian got the mobile phone number, he didn't stay any longer and said goodbye to Qingkong.

"Bye-bye!"

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