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"……fair."

Shu Cheng's voice was a little weak, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that after her 18th birthday, men have become coquettish. Where did the pure and unpretentious man who lay flat and let her flirt with him go?

...

At this time, An Zhiruosu's three new books began to be fully promoted on the homepage of Xingchen Novel.com.

Meng Huiqing rubbed her eyes, looked at the time, and began to read the manuscripts of the three books sent by An Zhiruosu.

The editor-in-chief also silently began to read the manuscripts of the three books.

The first book: "Full-time Master"

The second book: "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals"

The third book: "Wukong Biography"

...

The manuscript sent by An Zhiruosu was nearly 100,000 words for "Full-time Master", nearly 200,000 words for "The Legend of Ordinary Cultivation of Immortals", and more than 200,000 words for "The Story of Wukong".

The editor-in-chief was the first to click on the full-time expert. He has been reviewing manuscripts for many years, and he has read a lot of game-type novels, but he has never seen anyone who can write game articles like this. The top expert who was expelled, the editor-in-chief's eyes lit up He believes this will be a classic game text.

"An Zhiruosu really is An Zhiruosu!" the anchor sighed silently.

Meng Huiqing, who was sitting in the office, was already in tears, and the colleagues around him looked at each other in blank dismay.

Aren't you reading An Zhiruosu's article? Why are you crying?

The first thing Meng Huiqing clicked on was "Wukong Biography", which was finished with only 200,000 yuan.

"Maybe when everyone is born, he thinks that this field exists for him alone. When he finds out that he is wrong, he starts to grow up..."

"I finally understand that the golden cudgel in my hand can't go up to the sky, and can't go down to explore the sea. There is no Monkey King, only a little monkey."

Meng Huiqing murmured silently, weeping uncontrollably.

"No way, no matter how good the writing is, it won't make you cry like this!"

"That's right! What does it look like crying like this!"

"Not at all! Isn't An Zhiruo just a writer for the Internet?"

Colleagues around have ridiculed, despised, and curious, what kind of work can make Meng Huiqing cry like this?

It wasn't until the people in the editorial department cried collectively after watching "The Legend of Wukong" that Meng Huiqing's crying at that time could be understood.

The editor-in-chief was just reading "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" when he noticed that it was almost time for An Zhiruosu to release a new book, "Xiao Meng, did An Zhiruosu say how many chapters to publish?"

"The ten chapters of "Full-time Master", ten chapters of "The Legend of Ordinary Cultivation of Immortals", and five chapters of "The Legend of Wukong." Meng Huiqing immediately replied.

Yes, that's right, after Shu Cheng finished writing the manuscript, he once again became the hands-off shopkeeper, and handed over the publishing of the manuscript to Meng Huiqing.

...

On the other side, in the compartment.

"Why are you so guilty?" The man's deep voice was slightly smiling, "Didn't you really want to sleep with me before?"

Shu Cheng rubbed his nose, obviously now she knows that men know she is a woman, why is she passive? Shu Cheng squinted his eyes and felt more and more abnormal, how could it be?

According to the plot, she must have the upper hand when a man is in the light and she is in the dark!

The man lazily leaned on the driver's seat, revealing his perfect muscular curves, which aroused evil thoughts in Shu Cheng's heart.

"I really... really want... to sleep." Shu Cheng's dark eyes looked at the man's abdominal muscles, and he murmured unconsciously.

The corner of the man's lips curled up, and he held the boy's head in his hands, and said in a low voice, "You can pick it."