Moonlight Variations

the next day.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Hirukawa opened his eyes.

At nine o'clock, wash your hair and take a bath, sitting in front of the mirror with a concave shape. When I fiddled with him, I inadvertently glanced at me in the mirror holding the comb and carefully studied how my bangs had been done. He was taken aback, and reacted as if he had been wicked, and threw away the comb angrily.

At ten thirty, sitting on the sofa in the living room, emptying, sneezing.

At ten forty-five, he got up and ran for a cup of coffee for himself as if he was thinking of something.

At eleven o'clock exactly, the doorbell rang on time, and the man sitting on the sofa jumped to his feet and stood up with a coffee. After a pause, he walked quickly to the entrance controller and opened the big iron door outside—with a close look. There was also a gap in the door close by, watching the brown Alaskan dog wagging its tail and smashing the arch with its big head, and then squeezed out like a loach.

After a while, the dog came back with a person behind—

He opened the door quietly, and Hiukawa lifted his eyelids. For the first time in so many days, it was the first time in so many days that he looked at the person standing outside the door earnestly: only those who came to Hiukawa whose shoulders were slightly higher. Height, short hair, beautiful appearance, and it is difficult to find it out of the crowd. What is rare is that her black eyes are bright and clean. At this moment, she is holding a folder carefully in her arms, which says "Luohe God Book "Publishing Contract".

—This is the stupid and relentless little moderator.

—A person who has lived in peace with his Hiukawa vest and maintained a pure friendship for three years.

Hiukawa fell silent, and the corners of his lips moved. He asked hoarsely, "Where is the porridge?"

Chu Li: "?"

Looking down at the freshly brewed black coffee in his hand, Hiukawa's lips twitched: "Forget it."

Chu Li: "???"

Hiukawa: "Come in."

Hiukawa stepped aside, still holding his coffin face, coldly watching Churi, who seemed more disturbed than before, bowed his back into the house, put on slippers, and sat down obediently on the sofa—when the series of actions were completed. , Chuli kept holding the folder in her hands, like holding some amazing baby, until Hikawa reminded her to put the folder down.

Chuli raised her head and looked at the man dumbfounded, as if she hadn't realized why she was sitting here. If it weren't for Shirakawa staring at her for an instant, she almost wanted to pay. Check out the phone to confirm whether the text message received last night was a beautiful illusion caused by her obsessive obsession.

Chu Li: "What did you say?"

Hirukawa: "I said, put down the folder, Sie!"

Chuli: "Teacher, your cold is not better yet?"

Hirukawa: "Did you buy me medicine?"

Chu Li: "Huh?"

Hiukawa: "Then don't ask."

...... This dull look is someone who threatens to sell good books for himself and strives for 200,000 copies in the future?

Can it work, my friend?

With a headache, Shirakawa realized that he had already remembered the kind of lousy pie she drew in his heart. He was really mentally retarded. Putting down the coffee cup and rubbing his temples, Hiukawa sat down on another sofa, "How can I sign for you if you don't put it down?"

Chuli blinked and showed a dreamy expression—a few seconds later, as if waking up from a dream, his black pupils lit up: "You really promised to sign this contract for me?"

Hikawa: "Yes."

After signing, consider the matter of severing justice with you.

Chu Li: "Why?"

Because I **** had a handle on your hand unfortunately.

It's about Lao Tzu's fame.

His heart was bleeding, and he lied without changing his face on the surface: "Because I think what you said yesterday is quite reasonable, my book is not worried about selling, "Luohe Shenshu" is indeed my proud work-I am right Your own strength and the ability of your publishing house to distribute goods (*refers to the ability of the book issuing agency to send to sales terminals such as bookstores, newsstands, Tmall bookstores, Taobao bookstores, etc. through online and offline book distributors. The better the ability to distribute goods , The wider the coverage of distribution.) I am very confident, thinking about it, and feel that I shouldn’t be entangled in a mere first print volume, as you said, the book sells well, you can print it once or even twice, how much you sell, and how much How much, I still take the royalties."

First gift: "..."

Chu Li: "Right!"

Chu Li: "Just figure it out!!!"

Chuli showed a dreamy expression again, so excited that even "you" came out-until he handed the folder that was almost warm in his arms to the man, watching him open the pen and was about to drop it-

Chu Li: "Teacher, are you left-handed?"

Hiukawa was taken aback for a moment, raised his head and glanced at the left hand holding the pen, smiled mockingly as if he didn't know what he was thinking of, and then changed the pen to his right hand calmly, and put the very beautiful words on the folder signature place. Long Feifengwu signed his name and whispered: "You can use both hands."

If this man doesn't catch a cold, his voice should be nice, right?

After signing the contract, Jiu Chuan threw down the pen and handed it back to Chu Li. At this point, Chu Li still couldn't believe it. He actually convinced Jiu Chuan to sign the contract!

When Shirakawa closed the folder and handed it back to her, she only knew how to thank you when she took the folder, and asked: "Teacher, how can I thank you?"

Zhou Chuan stood up, stretched his waist, turned his head after hearing the words, glanced at her lightly, and said lightly: "Forget it."

A bowl of porridge is just talking, a very cold little girl.

I didn’t know that it was because of a mere bowl of porridge that his face was labelled as “thin and cool”. Chuli stood up, bowed to Shirakawa Xiaoxiao, and then turned away happily. She came three times in three consecutive days. When she left, she touched the head of the big dog behind her, and scratched her ears—when she raised her head, she glanced at the door that was still open, and leaned on the sofa with her legs tilted up to play The man with the phone...

Looking at the back of the broad-shouldered back facing the entrance door, Chuli secretly made a decision that the pie has been drawn, and she must sell the book to Shirakawa.

…And Shirakawa naturally didn't know her secret determination and didn't care about it. At this moment, he was shaking his legs with Erlang's legs and using the takeaway software to go straight to the goal and order himself a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

…

On the way back to the publishing house, Chuli walked like flying.

Sitting on the bus, the corners of her lips were not drawn up all the time. Based on the principle of sharing something good, she turned on her phone and left a message to someone who had been classified as a "missing person" in the last ten hours—

[The navy invited by the monkey: That's a big promise! Now I can finally tell you, that is Hiukawa! That's right, it's that Hiukawa! ! Someone, my monkey, visited the thatched cottage three times, and finally impressed Hirokawa with his ardent sincerity. He finally agreed to sign this cheating contract that looked like cheating of money! !

Oh god!

I was so happy that I didn’t know what to say. Sitting on the bus, I felt like Xia Yuhe who had died and lived again. For a moment, I almost fell on my big knee and cried. Howl: Thank you Dad! ! 】

Sent.

This time the other party remained silent for a long time.

When Chuli thought he was still a missing person for a long time, suddenly the phone vibrated, and Chuli quickly grabbed the phone and glanced at—

[Mr. L who disappeared: That's really congratulations to you. 】

[Mr. L who disappeared: He actually took over Hiukawa. 】

At this time, Chuli was still caught in a huge surprise and sudden happiness. She did not feel that Mr. L’s tone was slightly weird. She just hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Ma’s secret, and promised that if he did well enough, he would be given a signed photo of Hikawa in the future.

…

On this side of the chat box, the air was filled with irritable milky white tobacco smoke.

The man left the keyboard of the phone with both hands, exited the chat software, and turned on the front camera of the phone. He saw a familiar face on the phone screen. At this time, that face was a sneer that could not be hidden.

autograph?

Lao Tzu has 10,000 sheets, and if you are happy, you can stick them all over the headboard without repetitive patterns.

Hikawa: "..."

……………Ah, when I think that my proud work will be destroyed, I will continue to be a foot pad for other authors at the tip of the pyramid until the next “masterpiece” turns out, and I feel really bad.

Not even tobacco can save it.

The man turned on the various chat software on his mobile phone and started to look at it in his friends list. While reading it, he pondered carefully: Who is better to bully?

I chose to choose my finger and finally stayed on the name [Navy Invited by Monkey], and then shook my hand...

Blacked her out.

The author has something to say: This should be the first male protagonist in history to blacken the female protagonist in a word??

Zhou Chuan: Who is not a young man holding it up, hum.

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ps: Yesterday, the number of comments broke through the usual level. Your eagerness to break up with me can't be suppressed by overflowing the screen?

Chilling.

Continue 66 red envelopes to walk up, you see you don’t love me anymore, I will give you red envelopes, which is really interesting.