The True Man In the Feminist World

"I'm not out of society."

Min Yuehua immediately shook her head when she heard the words of going out of society, and answered seriously.

She is going to be a soldier in the future, drinking alcohol will cause trouble, it is best not to drink, and the most important thing is that she doesn't like the taste of alcohol.

"Entertainment in the adult world... eh? Not out of society?"

Zhang Qianqin wanted to continue bewitching Min Yuehua, but when she heard this, she was stunned, but she quickly realized it.

That's right... She doesn't need to work hard at all, she just needs to wait to inherit billions of dollars, and it's okay if she doesn't want to socialize with others. She can just stay at home and count money every day...

"Sister Qinqin, I seem to hear you trying to persuade Yuehua to drink?"

Zhang Hao, who was halfway through the code, suddenly turned his head and asked with a frown.

"Yeah, she actually doesn't know how to drink."

Zhang Qianqin didn't think there was anything wrong with this matter at all, she nodded frankly, and said seriously: "It's okay for a woman to know how to drink, and she will be laughed at to death, not to mention socializing at work. Impossible to drink juice?"

This time it was Zhang Hao's turn to get stuck. He really wanted to refute, but he felt that there was nothing wrong with it. It made sense when he thought about it carefully. Almost every woman in this world can drink, and they like it very much. Drink, party drink, business talk...

All kinds of drinking and drinking, a bunch of people who are addicted to alcohol, no different from the men in the original world, her stepmother also has a special wine rack, and the first thing to move is the wine she has treasured for many years...

But even so, Zhang Hao still thinks that Min Yuehua should not go with the crowd, there is only one life, so of course he has to be his true self, drink as he likes or not if he likes it, the most important thing is to be happy, why care about other people's opinions.

"Sister Qinqin, don't worry about whether other people drink or not. There are women who don't drink. You should teach her to write a self-criticism and let her go back early. Her family is very worried."

Zhang Hao reached out and patted Sister Qinqin's head from behind, and said displeasedly.

"OK!"

Seeing that Zhang Hao seemed a little angry, Zhang Qianqin immediately became obedient, and pretended to be a teacher after answering, and seemed to be teaching Min Yuehua how to write a self-criticism letter seriously.

Zhang Hao peeked at it a few times and found no problems, then buried himself in the code. He checked the recommendation results, but the results were still not satisfactory, and he was still placed in the fifth place by those books. The number of recommendation tickets was decreasing day by day. He had a pain in the ass.

Even though this book was not written to make money, but just to record every detail of that man's world, how precious his time is, spending so much time here, this achievement is unacceptable to him!

Zhang Hao clicked on the comments casually, and it can be said that there was a lot of scolding. A group of people scolded him for being a pervert, not to mention writing such a disgusting book, and another group of scolded him for his silly plot and impotent heroine.

I don't know how many people said that if they came to this world, they would have already become the best gun shooting princesses in the whole city, and now they have already gone to the new map to shoot guns, and the heroine he described is actually so good!

There is a brother who is naked at home every day, posing at home and exercising his wonderful ketone body, but he is indifferent, and he doesn’t even dare to generate electricity behind his back. There are so many suitors in school. world! This girl is absolutely impotent...

There is also cynicism that fits the title of the book, "Female Man in a Patriarchal World", female man, the heroine is really a woman, no different from those men who can speak.

In short, the flood of bad reviews made Zhang Hao's face very ugly. Fortunately, his heart has long been as hard as iron. He is a man who has experienced great storms, so how could he be hit by these bad reviews.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath and began to concentrate on coding. If his grades were not good enough, he might be discarded by the editor.

Zhang Hao didn't know that he really guessed right, and his editor-in-charge of Ying Yin was now considering whether to let him go for a week.

After all, the recommended places are limited, and of course they are reserved for books with good grades and promising prospects. Zhang Hao's grades are not bad, but they are not very good either. There are several good books in this issue.

Any book is better than him, and the authors of the same period did not regard Zhang Hao as an opponent. At first glance, it is an unpopular subject. With a quick glance, you can see that the author is a newcomer. Will roll, and the results speak for themselves.

Zhang Hao decided to write an exciting plot today, otherwise his grades would be lost. Combined with the interests of these female readers, Zhang Hao quickly thought of a plot that he thought was more attractive.

The hobby of this group of guys who want to be gun princesses is of course the big trophy...

Zhang Hao immediately added a new character, the iron-blooded real man in the original world, the domineering male president, with a height of 1.9 meters, his appearance is naturally extremely handsome, his eyes are like swords, eight-pack abs, ruthless...

As for the name... Let's call it Zhang Hao, Mr. Zhang...

Zhang Hao stroked his chin and quickly decided to use his own name. After all, this domineering president should be 90% similar to his future self. It can be used to remind himself that what he wants to be is such a real man , not the bitch of this world!

Then the next question is how to connect these two people with very different identities.

When Zhang Hao thought of this question, the scene where he and Wei Nan met unconsciously popped up in Zhang Hao's mind...

Forget it, copy it.

Zhang Hao didn't have that much time to think about the plot, he had to catch up with the live broadcast later, so he decided to borrow the plot from himself.

It is natural to write what happened very quickly, and the sound of typing on the keyboard never stopped.

The candid photos of the beautiful female lead were posted on the Internet, and she accidentally became an Internet celebrity, attracting the attention of a boss of an entertainment company...

Zhang Qianqin easily abducted Min Yuehua to her room under the pretext of not disturbing Zhang Hao's novel writing. After various probing and questioning, she had come to a conclusion about Min Yuehua in her mind.

I'm afraid I'm not a fool...

Zhang Qianqin narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Min Yuehua, who was earnestly slapping the top of his head three times.

Just now she casually said that when her head was stuck, she would slap the top of her head three times in a row, so that she would suddenly understand, and then she really did not suspect that she was faking it immediately, and she seemed extraordinarily serious...

"Well, well, now that you've come to your senses, write quickly." Seeing that Min Yuehua had finished patting his head, Zhang Qianqin nodded in satisfaction and urged.

"good."

Min Yuehua complied obediently and immediately lowered her head to continue writing the self-criticism.

Zhang Qianqin was rubbing her chin and watching, seeing Min Yuehua, who was still paused just now, suddenly froze and froze, wait... this won't really work, right?

Min Yuehua also felt that it was very effective, and was very grateful to Zhang Hao's sister for teaching her such practical skills, so that she could finish writing the review book earlier and go to Zhang Hao's room to find Zhang Hao.

Thinking of going to Zhang Hao's room quickly, her head suddenly became clearer and clearer, and she quickly finished writing the self-criticism, making Zhang Qianqin stunned, wondering whether she was pretending not to write and finding excuses to come to their house...

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