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After getting off work on Monday afternoon, Zhao Nuo and Jian Tong took their things and came to the new residence they had just rented.
Although it looks a little messy, Zhao Nuo's luggage is actually much less than that of ordinary people, and most of it is related to games, so it is actually relatively relaxed.
WORRIED ABOUT THE DISC BEING DAMAGED, HE DIDN'T HIRE A MOVING COMPANY, BUT DROVE THE DODGE CHARGER BACK AND FORTH SEVERAL TIMES, AND FINALLY FINISHED MOVING HIS THINGS.
After putting the last pile of game disks into the bookcase in the bedroom, Zhao Nuo, who had finally finished moving things, raised his hand to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Now I finally don't have to sleep on the sofa." β
"Cut, I told you to move, brother." Jian Hitomi put her things into the middle bedroom.
Although she moved into a spacious new house, the young woman's expression at this time was rare and strict, and her voice was a little low:
"I'll keep an eye on you, and if you dare to do anything to her, I'll call the police immediately."
"You don't trust your brother so much?" Zhao Nuo sighed weakly.
At this time, the girl, who was so pale that she was once mistaken for a ghost by Xia Xiaoling, walked out of the bathroom. After seeing the two people still standing in the bedroom, he walked quickly back to the bedroom on the far right.
Despite the various objections of his cousin, it seems that he is controlled by the evil Lori, but Zhao Nuo still invited Zhou Yan to share the house with him, and it is naturally good to have one more person to share the rent. And now that the time is about to enter autumn, if you continue to live in the forest hut, you may catch a cold.
Zhou Yan said that she would only go to the forest hut when she was writing, but according to Zhao Nuo's speculation, the girl was completely lying - even when she was targeted by the murderer, she did not leave the forest hut, which only meant that she only had that one place to live.
However, the luggage of the "ghost scriptwriter" is less than Jian Tong's things, except for the computer and some manuscripts, most of the rest are clothes that can be used for cosplay, and Zhao Nuo only drove once and completely got it.
ββIt's actually interesting to watch a Lori run around in all kinds of clothes every day. No, that guy probably stays in the house and writes......
"Hey!"
Jian Tong's angry voice interrupted his thoughts, Zhao Nuo looked back at his cousin and asked, "What are you doing?" β
"You damn Lolicon, your eyes were straight just now! Is! Jian Tong said loudly angrily, and then went back to his room.
ββ¦β¦β
In the face of his cousin's reproach, Zhao Nuo really didn't bother to explain anything, turned on the computer and planned to go online to see the recent news in the game industry, but remembered that the staff who connected the network cable to him had not yet arrived, and he had to wait until tomorrow to connect to the Internet.
"Just play the game."
Stretching his somewhat tired body, Zhao Nuo planned to find a casual game to pass the time.
Before I could open the game, I heard footsteps in front of the bedroom door.
Turning his head to look, as expected, it was Zhou Yanzheng standing in front of the door, but to Zhao Nuo's surprise, the guy was wearing a dark blue military uniform, and he looked "heroic", adding a little handsomeness to his weak appearance on weekdays.
"I've read your novel." The pale girl said coldly.
"Huh?" Zhao Nuo was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Oh, you said that, what do you think?" β
In order to persuade Zhou Yan to go to dinner before, he also came up with a killer feature - the suspense novel he wrote in middle school, and he made a big fuss in front of the "ghost and god scriptwriter", blowing his novel to the gods.
After dinner, he found the novel and handed it to Zhou Yan, and then there was no follow-up. Now I almost forgot about it, but I didn't expect the girl to mention it again.
"Not good, very average." Zhou Yan said a decent evaluation.
"Oh." Zhao Nuo nodded in acceptance.
Even if she devalued the story as worthless, it didn't matter, anyway, it was just her own interest, and Zhao Nuo was not like her, relying on writing to eat.
However, hearing this kind of evaluation, it is natural that I am still a little depressed.
"Do you have any specific comments?" Zhao Nuo asked.
"The character is unknown, the logic is confused, the text is pale, if it is posted on the reasoning forum, it will be laughed to death by those readers." Zhou Yan said.
ββ¦β¦ It's not so strict. Zhao Nuo was a little helpless.
That article was written by him in high school, and I felt pretty good at the time, but I still felt okay when I read it occasionally, but I didn't expect it to be evaluated like this in front of the "ghost and god scriptwriter".
"Well, having such a strict zhΓ²ng seems unqualified in my opinion." Zhou Yan said seriously, and then, a happy smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he squinted his eyes and covered his mouth and snickered.
"What's your situation? Scared crazy by my novels? Zhao Nuo was puzzled.
"No, no, no, I actually like your novels a lot." The pale girl smiled and nodded: "No matter how bad it is, at least I can see that you are writing it with your heart and putting the author's true feelings in it, and that's enough." β
"Is there anyone as comforting as you?" Zhao Nuo said helplessly.
- This girl is still the same as before, and she doesn't know anything about dealing with people.
"I mean really."
Zhou Yan stepped forward as he spoke, and put the small notebook in his hand on Zhao Nuo's computer desk: "As long as you integrate true feelings into the novel, in my opinion, it is a good work, come on." β
"Ha, thank you."
Hearing this, Zhao Nuo also laughed.
Although this girl does not comfort people, everything she says is the truth, there is no such empty thing, but more of an appetite for herself.
Now, though, he still has questions to ask.
"Anyway, you've been a lot more cheerful lately." Zhao Nuo looked at the girl who was smiling at him as he spoke.
Even though her body was still as pale and thin as before, the girl looked obviously much sunny, and she who couldn't even squeeze out a smile before could now show this wonderful smile without pretentiousness.
"Of course, what I need when I write is a sense of 'substitution' and put myself into the scene." Zhou Yan explained: "Now I have to write light-hearted daily reasoning, so it's not the same model of escape rooms before." β
"Wouldn't that split personality? You'd better be careful. Zhao Nuo joked.
The girl shook her head: "I think it's better for you to be careful." β
"Huh?"
Only then did Zhao Nuo notice that his cousin was standing at the door staring at him, his eyes were about to burst into flames, and when he saw this angry guy, he even had the illusion that the temperature in the room was rising.
"Don't get me wrong! I'm talking to her about the script! He was busy explaining.
"Speaking of scripts, I would like to talk to your sister." Zhou Yan said and walked over to Jian Tong, and said with a smile: "Go to my bedroom and talk, right?" β
"Okay." Jian Tongpi said a word without smiling, and then left with the girl in military uniform.
"Alas, I always feel that the future will not be better......"
Sitting in front of the computer, Zhao Nuo laughed helplessly.