Mo Kaikai took out his mobile phone and clicked on the mobile writing platform and saw the latest book reviews.

Sheriff Black Meow: The author is very good at writing Tanmei, I would like to ask the author a very simple question, if a man goes to the doctor with his waist and says that he fell to his waist, and his posture when he walks is also very weird. What he said was true or false.

Mo Kaikai looked at the readers who had applied for a new account again, the same ID name and avatar, and he didn't want to reply at all.

The content of this question was somewhat similar to his current situation, and he had to suspect that the reader might be spying on him.

Thinking of this, Mo Kaikai hesitated for a moment and clicked on the reply box: Stalking others is immoral, I hope you can stop the precipice.

Mo Kaikai didn't rush to blacklist Black Meow this time. He wanted to see how the other person would reply.

Sheriff Black Meow: I'm just asking a hypothetical question, the author is inevitably making some fuss, and the author will not be ...... recently

Mo Kaikai saw the other party's second reply to the comment, and directly chose to block it, he should have thought that the other party was a person who would not change.

Qi Hua stood in the pavilion outside the apartment building and saw that the repeated messages sent on the screen were shown as failures, "I was blocked again...", Qi Hua sighed and put the phone back in his pocket.

Mo Kaikai walked out of the consultation room slowly with his waist in his hands, "People are going to be unlucky, and they will stuff their teeth when they drink cold water." He muttered quietly as he walked.

He didn't understand how he had provoked this reader, and since he wrote his first book, Sheriff Black Meow had been constantly hitting him in the book review section.

Although there are other readers who do not like his articles more or less, and occasionally say a couple of sentences, but only once or twice. And Sheriff Black Meow is different, he will comment once every time he posts a chapter, and he will comment twice if he posts two chapters.

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Mo Kaikai went back to his apartment and walked into the bedroom and lay back on the bed, glancing at the time, fortunately, every time he rushed the manuscript, it was at night, so he could sleep a little more now.

On the other side, Qi Hua took the initiative to come to the editorial department, "Wan Demon Woman, I am already downstairs in the editorial department." I have something to ask. Qi Hua left his brother's apartment and went straight to the editorial office, he was a little curious about what he couldn't open.

And the only connection between him and Mo Kaikai may be the editorial department.

"Yo, what kind of wind blew you here today, I asked you to come to the editorial office on weekdays to discuss the arrangements for your next new book, and you will resist as if you were about to go to prison."

When Editor Wan walked out of the editorial office building, he saw Qi Hua who was stopped outside the building by security guards.

"Don't talk nonsense, take me up." Qi Hua glanced at Editor Wan lightly and continued to walk towards the building by himself.

"Now you're begging me to take you to the editorial office, and you're quite horizontal." Editor Wan said this, but hurriedly followed Qi Hua's footsteps.

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"Qi Hua, look at this, this is the promotion arrangement I made for your new book before, because you haven't had a new book in the past half a year, and the old book is still being updated. So now you have a certain amount of churn of readers. Editor Wan took Qi Hua to the temporary conference room of the editorial department, and did not directly take him into the working area of the editorial department.

"Well, I'd like to meet the editor with the pen name KK Meat." Qi Hua nodded perfunctorily at what Editor Wan said.

"Are you planning to change the group? You don't really have anything to do with that author, do you? When Editor Wan heard that Qi Hua wanted to see the editors of the other groups, he immediately slapped the folder in his hand on the table.