Chapter Twenty-Eight: Debt is the Writer
Jiang Yan woke up slowly, only to feel dizzy.
What year is it?
Where is this?
What happened?
Jiang Yan sat up, looking at the already dark sky, a little unable to touch the north.
Yourself this, asleep? And this bed is ...... Isn't this the bed he made for Ming'er? I'm asleep here!
Jiang Yan hurriedly looked at his limbs, fortunately, there were no missing parts, and he was intact. It's not that Ming'er has a waist, it's mainly that he did such a thing as sleeping in someone's bed, and it's incredible that he can still be intact.
So, what about her?
Jiang Yan jumped off the bed and tiptoed the door out.
Can I sneak away and pretend nothing happened?
But isn't it good to give up like this?
Wait, how did it look like he did something bad, obviously he just slept ordinarily! Why are you so careful, be generous!
Jiang Yan let out a sigh and walked silently to the living room.
Before Jiang Yan turned out, he saw Ming'er sitting on the sofa and tapping on his mobile phone, is this waiting for himself? Ready to settle accounts after the fall?
Damn, I can't slip away!
"The ......"
"What about your sister's dinner, it's not good that she has nothing to eat when she comes home from school!"
"She eats out, and I was too late to cook her dinner when I was at school." Jiang Yan looked at Ming'er, who was squatting on the sofa barefoot and continuing to play with her mobile phone, and was still a little scared.
"The ......"
"Let's go eat, I'm almost hungry!" Ming'er put away her phone and looked at Jiang Yan with a cowardly face, smiling rather than smiling.
"Let's go, let's go now, you can eat and drink whatever you want!"
"That's what you said!" Ming'er put on her slippers and beckoned Jiang Yan to come over.
"The ......"
"Let's go, what's the ink?"
"Oh!"
What's the matter with her, she didn't want to let herself sleep in her bed for an afternoon, Jiang Yan couldn't open her mouth.
Jiang Yan didn't know what Ming'er thought, since she didn't want to mention it, then she pretended not to know?
In fact, it's just sleeping in her bed, and it's not a big deal, why do you think so much.
Ming'er had another plan in her heart, Jiang Yan slept in her bed itself was no longer important, but now the important thing was that she acquiesced to Jiang Yan sleeping in her bed.
If the two talk about this, the topic will come at the end, why not wake up Jiang Yan, so that she acquiesces that she cares about Jiang Yan? No way, this must not happen......
So, she chose not to mention it at all!
The two of them finished their dinner with their own thoughts, and it was already eight o'clock in the evening.
"Can you not go home yet, I'll ask you something!"
"Huh?"
Jiang Yan was a little puzzled, was there anything he couldn't say in front of his sister?
"That...... It's ......"
Ming'er lowered her head and picked her fingers, twisting them.
If it weren't for the last experience of being borrowed, Jiang Yan almost wanted to be crooked, but he knew that it was impossible, Ming'er, this guy, could give himself a different job every time.
If you have something to say, don't confess to me.
"It's okay, even if you say that you drew graffiti on my face while I was asleep, I can accept it!"
"How do you know?"
“?”
Jiang Yan hurriedly took out his mobile phone and turned on the front camera. He came out for dinner and walked all the way, and there was really graffiti on his face, so he still had to go?
"Poof!" Ming'er smiled evilly, she didn't seem to expect Jiang Yan to be so easy to deceive.
"I have something I want you to help me with."
"Say it!" was inexplicably tricked again, Jiang Yan was speechless.
"How so...... Am I not, writer? ”
"Indeed, wait, you won't be thinking about ......"
"I checked it this afternoon, and it seems that the author of your world is quite promising......"
"So what?"
"I want to get into the online industry."
"Don't, don't!"
Jiang Yanru was struck by lightning.
"Huh?" Ming'er was a little overwhelmed by Jiang Yan's interruption.
"Our world's online literature industry has been too volacy-bound in recent years, and it's really not good to have two brushes." Jiang Yan hid her face, online articles, what did she think, the online articles in this year are too challenging.
relied on writing online articles to pay off the rent and repay the debt, Jiang Yan felt that he didn't want to receive Ming'er's rent in his life.
"You don't have faith in me?"
"It's not a question of whether you have faith or not, how to put it, it's like, that, it's hard to have faith in you."
Ming'er bit her lower lip and didn't speak. But it can be seen that she is very lost.
"But I don't know anything but a lot of stories......"
"I also want to tell interesting stories that I have seen in various worlds."
Jiang Yan looked at Ming'er's lost mind, and inexplicably felt a little guilty.
"You can try, you have this mind, it's naturally not good for me to pour out a basin of cold water for you, you try it, no matter what the result is, I support you."
"If you write it, I'll be your original reader, and if you can't write it anymore, I'll support you."
Ming'er chuckled and shook her head.
"Although I don't have much money, I won't prostitute for nothing, and I won't easily owe others, I already owe you a lot......"
"It's not a debt, it's just an investment."
"Investment?" It was the first time Ming'er had heard this kind of statement.
"If you write it, pay me back, I will succeed in investing, if you don't write it, then I will be unlucky and the investment will fail."
Jiang Yan didn't say a word, but he still stopped.
"It's still not good, how do you feel like I'm being taken care of by you, hahaha." Ming'er smiled and rubbed her eyes.
Baoyang, Jiang Yan thought about it carefully, it was indeed a bit similar. He doesn't like this statement, no one depends on others to exist, everyone has their own life trajectory.
In other words, no matter how good he is to Ming'er, he can't erase her value, and Jiang Yan won't let that happen.
Ming'er should be a unique Ming'er, not anyone's accessory, she should have her own life value, her own value, not living under the protection of others.
"Do you just want people to see your story, or do you just want to make money?" Jiang Yan's eyes burned.
"It's a bit of both, after all, I've traveled to all worlds, and I make a living from this, so it's too hypocritical to say that I don't care at all...... But it's more about writing more stories, wanting those people, those things, to stay, if someone can see it, can like it, that's naturally the best, if not, for yourself, it's also worth it. ”
Jiang Yan was a little relieved.
Maybe she can really write about this original intention, and maybe who knows the way forward?
"I'm definitely going to write stories, it's something I've always loved, and the only problem now is that I don't have the money......"
In fact, Ming'er wants to think of writing more as a hobby, a way to record, and as for the rest, it is estimated that she does not have many ideas.
"You can work for me!"
"Part-time job?" Ming'er frowned, "No, you've already helped me a lot, and if you give me money again, I'll be embarrassed, and I'll be in vain!" ”
"Who said they gave you the money directly?"
"That?"
"It's a real part-time job, you've also seen it, such a big Wanjie Building, I can't be busy alone, right?"
Jiang Yan suddenly had a bold idea.
"Protect me! You also saw that those residents always come to me when they are in trouble, I don't have any ability, how dangerous it is to go to other people's worlds, it's different if you follow me, you can protect me and give me buffs, and it's a lot easier for me to complete the resident indicators, right? ”
Ming'er supports her cheeks, it seems, that's the truth.
"No, no, no, I can't use the Boundary Recording ability to get anything!"
"Anyway, you also want to record the Ten Thousand Worlds, so it's better to join me, it's not a matter of using the ability to record people in the world!"
"I always feel weird...... Ming'er felt like she was going to be surrounded by Jiang Yan, "But I really don't feel at ease when you go to another world to help other residents like this." ”
"Oh?"
"No, it's not that kind of worry, it's not that I care about you, it's just that it's a pity if I die." Ming'er was a little incoherent.
"Hehe......" Jiang Yan smiled awkwardly, "You are really good at talking." ”
"Okay then, but I don't want you to pay me either, that feels too deliberate!" Ming'er thought about it and always felt that Jiang Yan was trying to help her in every possible way.
"In this way, I will follow you to the Ten Thousand Realms, protect you and help you, you can waive my rent, and as for the other expenses of living, I will earn it myself!"
If you go to Wanjie with him to complete the household indicators, and be a bodyguard and a guide, you will be exempted from a rent for others, and now it will be Jiang Yan's turn to be embarrassed.
But it seems that she can't resist her, so let's just leave it at that, and I'll talk about other things later.
"The day after tomorrow, I go to the world of Haruna Xufeng, and it feels like it's still quite dangerous......"
"It's okay, since my salary is worth the rent, then I will definitely do my best to protect you, and use people's money to eliminate disasters for others!"
"Is it the kind that fits you 24 hours a day?"
"Get out!"
Jiang Yan smiled, in fact, this matter is beneficial and harmless to him, after all, his small body is too dangerous to walk in the world. It's always good to have someone to protect.
It's broken, it's a soft rice man!
Phew, I paid for her to be my bodyguard, what kind of soft rice is it? It's called taking what you need!
"When will you start writing your book, I will support you as soon as possible."
"When you come back from the Haruna Ofeng World, don't underestimate me, I rely on this to eat when I walk all worlds! When the time comes, just take you guys...... Nobel Prize! ”
"If you want to put it, just think about it!" Jiang Yan complained directly.
"By the way, your room is also cleaned up, where are you sleeping tonight?"
"Go ahead and sleep in your room!"
"The main thing is that someone slept in my bed this afternoon, and the smell was scattered!"
"Okay, okay, you have the final say!" What else can Jiang Yan say, he slept in someone else's bed, and he was already counted if he wasn't settled by the Autumn Queen, how dare he say anything else?
Ming'er smiled, in fact, her real idea is that she can't suffer, if you sleep in my bed, then I will definitely have to sleep back!
The two talked and laughed, and they didn't stay much when they came back to the hall of Wanjielou, and went back to Jiang Yan's house directly.
Behind the sofa on the side, a figure slowly emerged, watching Jiang Yan and Ming'er disappear into the hall.
Sizzle.
From time to time, the sound of fingernails rubbing against the sofa cushions resounded in the empty hall, sometimes stuttering, sometimes sharp......