Zhang Xiongyu and Du Jianhai looked at each other, and they couldn't understand what Ma Ling'er meant by this.

Isn't Ma Ling'er a native of Master Ma? How can you help Zhang Fan speak?。。。。。。 Leaving the rich area, Zhang Fan planned to go back to Maoshan Incense Candle Shop to rest, he was so scoundrel by Zhang Xiongyu today that he was really disgusted, and he was not in the mood to continue eating, and now he wants to go back and have a good rest.

He was really still too immature, and he was played with like this by two old scoundrels. It seems that in the future, when doing business, we must strictly require customers to pay before doing business, otherwise if they come a few more times like this, even if they can't bear it.

Ma Ling'er followed behind Zhang Fan, and when she saw that his face was not very good-looking, she suddenly giggled.

Ma Ling'er's laughing voice was very good, like a series of silver bells tinkling non-stop, extremely pleasant.

"Okay, this kind of thing, don't be unhappy, I'll invite you to dinner!" Ma Ling'er stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Fan's arm, not treating herself as an outsider at all.

"It's okay。。。。。 No, I'm not hungry, I'm just a little sleepy and want to go back to sleep! Eat or something, let's do it another day。。。。。。 Zhang Fan forced a smile, broke Ma Ling'er's little hand off his arm, and said with a tired face.

"What? Are you angry? Ma Ling'er tilted her head to look at Zhang Fan, revealing a bright smile.

At this time, because she was very close to Zhang Fan, a faint fragrance of roses rippled from her body, hitting Zhang Fan's nose, choking him with a cough.

"No, no, I'm just tired, I just want to go back to bed early!" Zhang Fan smiled helplessly, ignored Ma Ling'er, just put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the distance alone, leaving Ma Ling'er alone on the cold road, stunned.

After a long time, Ma Ling'er bit her silver teeth, stomped her feet angrily, snorted a big fool, and had to puff out her cheeks and leave angrily.

。。。。。。 At 22:38 in the middle of the night, Zhang Fancai returned to the Maoshan incense candle shop. Sitting on the sofa chair on the second floor tiredly, Zhang Fan looked out the window, very angry in his heart.

His grandmother's was tricked by two old bastards today, and this tone is absolutely unbearable. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was at a loss.

After a long time, Zhang Fan raised his head, a cold meaning flashed in his eyes, and he secretly made up his mind, deciding that he would wait for tomorrow morning, he must go to Zhang Xiongyu's house again, find him and say that if you don't give this money, this matter will definitely not be over today.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan's heart felt better, in order not to be too upset, he turned on the computer, played a few happy landlords, and then lay down on the sofa, ready to rest.

But before resting, Zhang Fan suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly opened the phone, flipped through the post bar from the inside, and clicked directly into it.

It seems that he hasn't paid much attention to it since he wrote a small article in Hell Post Bar last time, and he has been busy since then, so he has left this trivial matter behind.

Now he wants to see how this little article is written, and see how netizens react. If there are a lot of people watching, Zhang Fan will next consider finding a station to write, so that he can upgrade his family's talent to a new level.

He remembered that if he wanted to move to the next level, he needed to write at least a three-million-word book.

Although I don't know what the use of talent upgrades is, since the system will set up such a mechanism, it must have its existential significance.

opened the post bar, and Zhang Fan quickly found the hell post bar. Click on [My Column], and the article [Tooth Fairy's Room] written before will automatically pop up.

Just when Zhang Fan looked at it, the next moment, his expression couldn't help but be stunned. Because he found that this article was actually posted in harmony, and the four scarlet illegal shielded fonts were marked on it.

Seeing these four words, Zhang Fan looked incredulous, he remembered that he hadn't written any bloody and violent content before, let alone pornography or black, how could he be blocked?

Zhang Fan scratched his head, looking incredible. Just when he was puzzled, he saw that in the private message column, there was an unread prompt of 99+ messages.

"Huh?" Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan couldn't help but let out a soft sound, swallowed his saliva, and clicked on the private message column to open it.

Then, at the moment of clicking, the first thing that caught my eye was a dense scolding speech. [What is written?]

Garbage author, write so scary? Are you looking for death? [Your uncle, what you wrote is so terrifying, do your family know? ]

I can't sleep at night!! [Come on, come on, author, come out, see if I don't scold you to death! ]

！ 【Do you dare to send me your address, I'll carry a knife tomorrow and go to your house to talk to you!】

[Author, you are a king and a lamb, Lao Tzu is going to rely on Ke Er tomorrow, I wanted to go to bed early, but I read the garbage article you wrote, and I lost sleep all night, and I was in trouble with your uncle.

。。。。 】。。。。。。 The scolding private chat information is hundreds of pages, and Zhang Fan is directly stupid, he didn't expect that the article he wrote casually at that time would cause so many people to abuse.

Good guy, fortunately, the article [Tooth Fairy's Room] has been harmonized, if it exists for a long time, I'm afraid that I will become the public enemy of the entire hell post bar, and thus be subjected to cyberbullying, right?

！ At the thought of being cyberbullied, Zhang Fan couldn't help but tremble. The horror of cyberbullying is said to have forced many people to commit suicide.

It's unimaginably powerful. Zhang Fan didn't read all the hundreds of pages of scolding private chat information, and he didn't have the energy to read them, after all, there were too many, he just read less than fifty pages, so he directly chose to skip and read.

Half an hour passed, and Zhang Fan finally went through it roughly, but at least he hadn't read more than a hundred pages.

There is so much information, not all of which are scolding, and there are a few pages that praise the author's good writing, saying that it is a very immersive experience.

Among them, the two netizens who praised the author for their good looks made Zhang Fan very impressed, and even gave him an indescribable warm feeling in his heart.

The fact that something you create can be recognized by others is as good as drinking honey.

Among them, he was praised for his good writing, and a netizen's post bar ID is called the beauty of the peerless style! Zhang Fan clicked into this netizen's personal information with curiosity, and found that the gender of the post bar set by this person was still a woman.

In addition to being set as a woman, this peerless beauty of Fenghua has no other information. After Zhang Fan quit, he also paid attention by the way, and when he had the opportunity in the future, he must talk to this netizen well.

As for the words of the second netizen。。。。。。 He is the owner of the hell sticker bar - Hong Xiaomei. He gave Zhang Fan a lot of private chats, and most of them had only one meaning [It's well written, keep it up!]

Zhang Fan didn't have much communication with Hong Xiaomei, but out of politeness, he still chatted with a message in the past: [I will, thank you for your support!]

The moment this text message was sent, Hong Xiaomei unexpectedly replied in seconds: [Author, you write very well, the writing is so good, you can consider writing a copy, and I will support you when the time comes!]

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