The True Man In the Feminist World

The True Man in the Feminist World Chapter 245 Zhang Hao is very cruel and silences his fans. Ten minutes later, he seriously reminds them not to post any more pornographic pictures, otherwise the group will be banned. If it is normal He can't say anything about color pictures, but the color pictures seen by this kind of women are really terrible, too terrible to describe in words!

That mysterious protrusion, that look and figure that is more charming than a woman, and even more enchanting... Zhang Hao felt sick just thinking about it, and after solemnly warning them not to spread pornography, he said that he would update later.

Just when he was about to kill this group, he suddenly saw a reader saying that he had already signed a contract, and she even tipped him a piece!

Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment when he saw the news, and immediately went to check his own account, and found that the status had really changed. It was already signed, and the chapters were still free, but everyone was already able to tip. Unfortunately, there were only three people who tipped. The reward was ten yuan, and after deducting the share, he could get five yuan, which was only enough to buy a pack of instant noodles.

Although it is pitiful compared to his live broadcast, it is better than nothing. Someone who likes his book is already very happy.

Zhang Hao rubbed his sore neck, just wondering why the editor didn't notify him after signing the contract.

Zhang Hao immediately clicked on the QQ that he was in charge of editing, Yingyin, and saw his personalized signature at first glance, which said don't ask for recommendations! Don't ask for recommendations! Don't ask for recommendations!

"It turns out that you can't ask for recommendations. That's right. Every author wants a recommendation. There must be a lot of people asking every day. I'm afraid they will be annoyed to death."

When Zhang Hao saw this sexual signature, he knew that his editor in charge should be worried. Zhang Hao didn't ask for a recommendation, he just wanted to say hello to the editor in charge. He didn't reply to him before. Zhang Hao was afraid that he would forget himself. Don't recommend yourself.

"I signed the contract with the editor in charge, please take care of me in the future!" Zhang Hao entered a message very politely.

Ying Yin, who had already returned home from get off work, was taking a bath while playing with her mobile phone in the bathroom, and immediately saw Zhang Hao's news. Because Zhang Hao's book title was marked in his name, he knew who Zhang Hao was.

After reading it, he just said hello, and he didn't plan to reply. Every day, he didn't know how many authors who didn't know how to say hello to him. He wanted to build a good relationship with him, thinking that he could get more recommendation positions, and he didn't have time to spare. Chat with these newbies.

When Yingyin was about to click the back button, she suddenly noticed the past chat records. It turned out that this Mengxin had greeted him three times.

"Let's return one."

After a few seconds of hesitation, Yingyin replied, "Well, come on, update more, don't stop updating, it's an encouragement for this cute newbie."

I ignored the opinions of my colleagues and the editor-in-chief, and signed this guy on my own. He hoped that Zhang Hao would be more confident and prove that he has a bit of vision. Get the ranking in the world, let your boss, and that annoying Hailan impress you.

When I think of Hailan holding an original book that I just signed today, I keep telling myself that I have to sign this kind of original book. Two-dimensional readers like to read this kind of transformation article, not to mention that it is an anchor, or a cool article. The performance of this original book is comparable to that of a fan, definitely not bad...

That self-satisfied look who knows more than me and taught me is really hateful! Yingyin gritted her teeth in anger just thinking about it, now he likes Zhang Hao more and more to win for him, not asking for others, just asking for better grades than that book, of course this seems impossible, although It hasn't been recommended yet, but this Zhengtai's score is already three times that of the male power book!

Zhang Hao was overjoyed when he saw the news that the editor in charge finally replied to him, and immediately said: "Well, I will work hard!"

Then the news disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea. Yingyin didn't reply to him again, and Zhang Hao didn't care. He was going to broadcast live next.

Although he was very tired and his whole body was sore, he still wanted to make money. Anyway, he couldn't rest well because of his back pain while lying down.

Although Wei Nan said that as long as she returned the bowl, Zhang Hao didn't want to take advantage of her at all. Now he can pay back as much as he can earn. What she said was only on the premise that she would be her man! And even without this matter, he still wants to be a rich man now, so that his family can live comfortably.

He had just changed his clothes when Sister Qinqin came in with a few books and a cup of hot milk tea. Zhang Hao, who forgot to lock the door, was a little thankful that Sister Qinqin came a step late, otherwise it would have been embarrassing just now.

"Come on, have a cup of milk tea and then have a good rest. My homework sister will do it for you." Zhang Qianqin walked to Zhang Hao's side with a scent of fragrance, put down the milk tea, and said.

"It's okay, I'm not tired yet, and I don't have homework today, I want to have a good night."

Zhang Hao, who left early, didn't know what homework he had, so he smiled and took a sip of the milk tea Sister Qinqin specially made for him.

"But you look really tired. Come on, close your eyes, and my sister will give you a massage to relieve fatigue."

Zhang Qianqin walked around behind Zhang Hao, leaned his head back on her chest, stretched out her slender hands, and gently massaged Zhang Hao's temples.

Feeling the amazing softness at the back of his head, Zhang Hao's whole body was shocked. Unexpectedly, Sister Qinqin let him lean there directly. He subconsciously wanted to move his head away, but it was so comfortable that he didn't want to move...

This feeling, as well as this super superb massage technique, is simply the enjoyment of an emperor, and he is deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.

Zhang Qianqin looked down and leaned on her body, closed her eyes tightly, and Zhang Hao, who was enjoying his face, couldn't control the smile, and suddenly said: "Today, my friend recommended me a few books, and my sister read them casually, and found them quite interesting. There are quite a few plots that yours seem to be very applicable to, so I want you to read them, and if you have time, you can study them and see if you can find some inspiration, these books are also female frequency books."

"Okay, I'll take a look when I have time, thank you Sister Qinqin."

Zhang Hao was really moved. Sister Qinqin even cared about his affairs, so how could he not be moved.

"Thank you when you think it's helpful to you. It may not be useful at all. You may still find it strange that my friend is also a younger brother, so these books are all directed by younger brothers..."

When Zhang Hao heard Sister Qinqin's helpless words, he closed his eyes and said indifferently: "This kind of thing doesn't matter, as long as it helps."

"Um."

Zhang Qianqin responded softly, because her mother and father were at home, she didn't stay in Haohao's room much, after massaging his head, she asked him to play less and then left the room, then returned to the room and took out some books to hug In his arms, he walked downstairs.

And Zhang Yan just came up from downstairs, looking at Zhang Qianqin's face and figure that even her mother envied, she suddenly felt that the absurd thing that Guoheng was worried about might indeed happen, so she paused and hesitated Then he said: "Qianqin, come to my room, Mom has something to tell you."

Zhang Qianqin was taken aback for a moment, and instantly had a premonition of what to say. The faint smile on her face remained unchanged, and she immediately nodded in response, "Okay."

As Zhang Qianqin said, she changed direction and turned around. Suddenly, she didn't notice that two books in her arms suddenly slipped and fell to the ground. One of them was just kept spread out. Zhang Yan looked down, and her pupils shrank slightly...