Tong Xin glanced at Lu Xiaobei and raised her eyes to the ceiling.

It's not that she's afraid of tears—she's already crying.

"That's it...... Not saved? Lu Xiaobei asked cautiously.

Tong Xin retracted her gaze and looked at Lu Xiaobei, with a sincere expression: "Yes!" ”

"It's easy to do if you have it, what can't you Tong Xin take!" Lu Xiaobei praised and comforted.

"It's up to you!"

“……？” Lu Xiaobei didn't understand very well, and had a vague bad premonition.

Tong Xin said solemnly: "As long as you open a Weibo, help me promote it and add a link to my book, and then let your boyfriend of Shaodong, the idol friend of the men's group Mingxi, and the group of little sisters selected by the women's group, everyone will help me forward one, and promise that as long as the people who support my novel, each person will send a signed photo...... If you can also let Lan Xingchen and Su Moyu help forward one, it would be better! ”

Lu Xiaobei heard every word clearly: "When you wait for me to be able to call the wind and rain in the entertainment industry like you said, I will definitely help you like this!" Lu Xiaobei is also very sincere.

Tong Xin took a deep breath, turned her gaze back to the ceiling, and broke out directly: "Don't you want to write a book, don't you want to be so sad, the old lady thinks about the plot day and night, her hair falls off one by one, the old lady doesn't have a boyfriend yet, she is going to be bald first, you don't have a heart!" You don't have a heart! You TM......"

Lu Xiaobei heard that this was not only going to break out, but also to scold, and immediately went up to cover the mouth that was spewing fire: "Dear, dear, dear dear, calm... Calm...... Hush... It can't be like this... Say anything... Sisters accompany you... But we can't do that to God... In case his old man hears in his busy schedule... It's not good for you... Really ......"

"Ah, can't I even scold her for not being long-eyed!" Tong Xin broke free of her mouth, and her feet gasped hard against the low table in front of the sofa.

Lu Xiaobei was taken aback - how could this still have a tendency to be violent!

In order not to let this low table selflessly dedicate everything he has every day, put all kinds of things for its owner, but he will be treated with fists and feet, Lu Xiaobei can only immediately hold down Tong Xin's legs: "It's okay, it's okay, it's almost enough to sprinkle fire, I can already feel it, this time your anger, dear, I feel it." ”

She really felt it, without any abstract understanding, she really felt it.

"Almost, that's what it looks like anyway, can you really understand it?" Tong Xin suddenly even had a normal tone, and looked at Lu Xiaobei and asked carefully.

Lu Xiaobei nodded heavily: "Understand, understand, understand." ”

"Do you think I'm not suitable for this industry!" Tong Xin touched a bottle of water from the sofa behind her waist and came out to drink it and asked. "It's been ten years! I persevered for ten years! I wrote tens of millions of words, and I pounced on tens of millions of words! ”

Lu Xiaobei relaxed: "To be honest, I think you have no problem with what you wrote, and it's really good." ”

"Yes, you don't even look at it!" Tong Xin was suddenly aggrieved.

It's aggrieved that even her best friend doesn't look at her works.

Lu Xiaobei was wronged: "Sister, why don't I read it, you said that you wrote tens of millions of words, I didn't read eight million words, I have to have five million words, and I have to write what I think about it, and I have to limit the number of words...... Although she can't remember what she wrote. "I don't even like reading those Mary Sue novels, and you don't know it. But because you wrote it, I read it more or less. ”