Although Chen Jinhui did not continue to dwell on Ding Cheng's emotional issues, Xia Shanghou began to dwell on the question of who gave Jiang Guoli a reward of 20,000 yuan.

He asked, "Xiao Jiang, that local tyrant gave you a reward of 20,000 yuan, didn't you even chat with him?" You should have invited him to dinner. ”

Ding Cheng suddenly lowered his head weakly.

But she replied very seriously, "Of course I am very grateful to that person for rewarding my book." But I don't want to have any intersection with him for that reason, and I certainly don't invite him to dinner. ”

Ding Cheng's mood suddenly became very complicated, of course he was relieved when she said that she would not take the initiative to invite him to dinner, but when he thought of her saying that she didn't want to have any intersection with him, his heart became a little depressed and depressed.

Why the hell didn't she want to have any points of intersection with him? Obviously she was so grateful to him.

Xia Shanghou asked this question for him, "Why, obviously that local tyrant is very optimistic about your book, if you have a good relationship with him, maybe he will help you package your book and make you a god." This is a great opportunity, and you should not miss it. ”

She said very directly, "If I deliberately curry favor with him and maintain a good relationship with him to make my book popular, I am using him."

I know that my writing is not very good, and the editor-in-charge did not give me any recommendation as evidence, I think he only rewarded my books because he was rich and he thought it was fun, and he didn't really reward me because my writing was good. ”

Ding Cheng wanted to refute and tell her out loud that he didn't reward her because it was fun, he really thought she was well-written, and he didn't want to see her so self-indulgent.

He raised his head and said, "Actually, I don't think anyone would give someone 20,000 yuan just for fun." That person must have thought you wrote well before rewarding you. ”

After he said this, he saw that everyone was looking at him, and even the way she looked at him showed a hint of surprise.

He immediately lowered his eyes and whispered, "Although I am rich, I will not give money to others just because I think it is fun." That's why I think that person isn't what you think, just rewarding you for fun. ”

Everyone was silent for a moment, and he saw that everyone was waiting for her to speak, and he somehow followed up with that, "Of course, I don't say this to let you go and contact that person, I want to tell you that your book is worthy of recognition, so don't be presumptuous." ”

After he said this, Zhao Yan's eyes changed a little when he looked at him, but he didn't pay attention, but continued to look at her sitting opposite him with encouraging eyes.

Xia Shanghou on the side reached out and patted him on the shoulder, jokingly, "Our little brother Cheng is more encouraging, no one has ever said this to Xiao Jiang before, no, Xiao Jiang is so self-doubting that he wants to go out to find a job." ”

He waved Xia Shanghou's hand away, "I'm just telling the truth. ”

Xia Shanghou didn't continue this topic, but turned to talk about tonight's fried crab in the typhoon shelter, and the taste was a little lighter.

He slowly listened to her and Xia Shanghou talk about the recipe of this dish, explaining that there was nothing wrong with every step he made. Listening to her soft, faint voice close to his ear, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but want to rise.

It felt like she was chatting with him, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

However, he knew that he could not laugh.

Even if he was so happy that he wanted to jump a few feet high because of her, he still had to hold back this happiness.