When Jiang Huo climbed into bed and just lay down, the sound of a system prompt suddenly sounded in his head.

The task of promulgating the system has finally been completed.

Hearing this prompt, Jiang Huo, who was sleepy, immediately picked up his mobile phone to see what the situation was.

Open the comic app and enter the homepage of the work. Jiang Huo found out that there were a lot of comments in the comment area.

Some people came because of last night's live broadcast, and some people came after seeing the report on today's headlines.

Of course, after reading the comics, the comments left by the vast majority of people in the comment area are all praise.

After all, the world written by Jiang Huo may be real.

After seeing the score displayed in the upper right corner, Jiang Huo was immediately relieved.

A score of 9.8, 200,000 reviews. This number is almost the same as brushing.

Throwing the phone aside, Jiang Huo opened the system interface to view.

After completing the system mission, Jiang Huo received 100 points and a random gift package.

Looking at the gift bag full of mystery, Jiang Huo felt that he had captured an insignificant pattern.

Could it be that every time a new class is opened, you can get this random package after completing the first mission of that class?

Of course, these are Jiang Huo's guesses, and as for whether they are correct or not, they still need to be verified in the future.

As before, after the mission is completed, the second mission will be issued on time twenty-four hours later.

During this time, Jiang Huo can relax a little.

Waving his hand to turn off the system interface, Jiang Huo hugged Qian Lei's futon and fell asleep.

By the time Jiang Huo woke up, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.

Lying on the head of the bed and looking down, Jiang Huo found that Sun Jing, who was sitting there and painting seriously, was really beautiful.

stared at Sun Jing's side face for more than ten minutes, if Sun Jing hadn't taken the initiative to speak, Jiang Huo might have continued to watch.

After getting up from the bed and freshening up, Jiang Huo asked Sun Jing, "Where are you going to eat at night?" I'm dying of hunger. ”

"It's better to find a random restaurant at the door to eat, I have to finish the new things for the next week, otherwise, I will go to the United States, and I won't have time to draw." When talking to Jiang Huo, Sun Jing's eyes kept staring at the screen.

"Oh my God! Do you want to be so serious? Just find a reason to stop the change, it's going to be the New Year soon, is it possible that you are still ready to bury yourself at home and paint? I'm afraid your dad won't agree, right? ”

Before Sun Jing could open her mouth to refute, the mobile phone that Jiang Huo threw on the bed suddenly rang.

Jiang Huo pulled the handrail with his left hand, stepped on the stairs with both feet, fumbled on the bed for a while, and found his mobile phone.

When I took it in front of me, it turned out to be Madoka calling.

"Madoka, what's the matter? I'm going out to dinner with my roommates. Jiang Huo asked directly.

After hearing Jiang Huo's voice, Xiao Yuan on the other end of the phone looked up at the tall building standing in front of him, and said, "Didn't I tell you before?" There's a dinner party in the evening, aren't you really coming? ”

"I've already agreed with my roommate to go out to dinner, you can't let me leave my roommate in the dormitory, right?"

Jiang Huo really didn't want to participate in any dinner, and after those words in the morning, I'm afraid that few authors wanted to see him again.

"Roommates? It's okay, there are many locations anyway, why don't you just let your roommates come over? I'm downstairs in your dorm right now, you can just go downstairs. Madoka didn't give Jiang Huo a chance to shirk at all, and after finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

Jiang Huo looked at Sun Jing helplessly, shrugged his shoulders, and pointed his left index finger at the mobile phone in his right hand.

Since Jiang Huo turned on the foreign voice just now, Sun Jing naturally understood the meaning of Jiang Huo's movements.

Sun Jing dropped the pen in her hand, took a coat from the closet, and draped it over her body.

"It's really rare for people like you to go to dinner when someone invites you to dinner? Let's go, don't waste time, didn't you hear the other party say that they are waiting for you downstairs? Sun Jing grabbed Jiang Huo's arm and dragged him out of the bedroom.

Sun Jing doesn't have much opinion on this kind of thing.

Sun Jing also participated in this kind of dinner.

Although the atmosphere around the meal may be a little problematic, the meal is sure to be prepared hearty.

What's more, Sun Jing and them are not peers, she just needs to eat with a mouth!

Dragged downstairs by Sun Jing, Jiang Huo just walked out of the door of the bedroom building, and saw Xiao Yuan standing in the cold wind shivering.

So, Jiang Huo complained: "Why don't you go upstairs on a cold day?" Still wearing so little? ”

"I originally wanted to go up to you, but who knew that the aunt in charge wouldn't let me go up......" Xiaoyuan straightened her nose, and her words were full of grievances: "I didn't expect you to be so strict, even if I have a pass, I won't let me go up, I'm still a girl...... I'm not a man...... Is it necessary? ”

Jiang Huo looked in the direction that Xiao Yuan was pointing, and when she saw the aunt standing at the door smiling at her, she knew in her heart.

"Are you stupid? Won't you tell me my name? "The aunt who guards the door today knows Jiang Huo, that's why she speaks like this.

"I reported it, the problem is that the other party asked me which bedroom you are from, how did I answer this?"

Sun Jing, who was standing on the side, really couldn't stand it anymore, so she interrupted the words of the two.

"Alright, don't stand outside in the winter, let's go quickly."

Hearing Sun Jing's words, Xiao Yuan moved his gaze to the other party.

When Madoka saw Sun Jing's face, she immediately recognized Sun Jing's identity.

"Aren't you the girl who appeared in the live broadcast room last night?"

Since Sun Jing dared to appear in Jiang Huo's live broadcast room, she was not afraid of being recognized by others.

What's more, Xiaoyuan is still the editor in charge of Jiang Huo, and it is not a big deal for her to recognize her.

After a brief acquaintance, Xiao Yuan left here with Jiang Huo and Sun Jing and rushed towards the hotel where the food was ordered.

When the three girls came to the hotel, the students who had just finished class had just taken their seats.

In the team of nearly 150 people, there are not many women.

With the exception of a few authors, many of the ladies are staff members like Madoka.

Just as Jiang Huo was thinking about how to sit down, Momiji Zhixuan, who he had only met this morning, suddenly stood up and waved at Jiang Huo.

Well, since the other party invited Jiang Huo so warmly, Jiang Huo had no choice but to go over and take a seat.

Fortunately for Jiang Huo, the table where Momiji Zhixuan was located was not even half full.

"Wow, I didn't expect the website to be so generous? Actually opened a hall? But looking at this number of people, it seems a little wrong, right? ”

As soon as Jiang Huo sat down, he said the question in his heart.