Who moved my novel?

"Brother, are you at home?" Tiantian knocked on the door of Xuemo's house.

"Come on, come on." Xue Mo opened the door: "Why are you here? Aren't you learning to draw?"

"Can't I come? Huh!" Tiantian started talking.

"One thing is true..." Xue Mo muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say!" Tiantian yelled, but then lowered her voice: "Sister, I want to treat you to dinner, do you have time?"

"Big sister?" Xue Mo asked doubtfully, "Who is the big sister you are talking about?"

"He's the one who kindly entertained me! Stupid brother!" Tiantian crossed her arms angrily: "Brother, you really don't care about me at all!"

"It's good that you know." Xue Mo said, seeing Tian Tian's unfriendly expression, he quickly changed his words: "No, I mean you can take care of yourself, don't worry."

"Tch!" Tiantian shook her head: "In a word, are you going or not?"

"If you don't go...are there any consequences?" Xue Mo asked tentatively.

"I will absolutely, absolutely, never tell my family who is here." Tiantian raised her head slightly and showed a harmless smile.

"Okay, okay, okay." Xue Mo had to give in: "I'll go. Isn't it okay if I go? When? Now?"

"Yeah." Sweet Dessert nodded: "Remember to pay."

Half an hour later, in a nearby small restaurant.

"Hello, sister." Xue Mo looked at the woman sitting opposite him and the two children, one large and one small, sitting opposite him with some embarrassment. He really didn't know what to say.

"Hello, Xiaoyi." The woman nodded kindly and called Xuemo by her real name, but then she lowered her head: "I'm sorry, Xiaoyi, I need to contact work. Wait a minute, wait for me Five minutes."

"Phew." Hearing what he said, Xue Mo was relieved. Human interaction was really life-threatening.

"Hello," Xue Mo didn't know what to do, so he fixed his gaze on the two children next to him: "What's your name?"

"My name is Huo Yuan." The young man said, showing a sunny smile: "Hello, brother!"

"My name is Master Huofa!" Master Shi raised his little hand: "Brother, are you the bad brother that Sister Tiantian said?"

"I...should, maybe, it's probably me..." Xue Mo smiled awkwardly.

"Shishi! Do you understand the top hat?" The woman seemed to have finished her work. She patted Shishi's little head lightly, and then looked at Xue Mo: "I'm sorry, Xiaoyi, the child is young and not sensible, you are so stupid Don’t worry, I’ll teach her a lesson when I get back.”

"It's okay, it's okay." Xue Mo waved his hands repeatedly: "Besides, she is right, I am indeed not a good brother."

"Come on, let's order first." The woman probably agreed with this statement, so instead of being polite to Xue Mo, she took out the menu and pushed it in front of Xue Mo: "Order whatever you want, I'm treating you today. "

"No, no, no, I should treat you." Xue Mo quickly pushed the menu to the two children beside him: "Xiaoyuan, Shishi, I called you right, right? You order, you don't have to be polite to your brother about what you want to eat. "

"I want to eat big shrimps!" Shishi said, tapping the bowl with his kuaizi.

"Be honest." The woman pressed her finger on Shishi's penis: "What did I tell you at home?"

"Well..." Shishi lowered his head as if a little disappointed.

"By the way, brother." Huo Yuan obediently handed the menu to the woman and let her make the decision. He looked at Xue Mo and asked, "Brother, I heard Tiantian said that you write novels. Is that true? ”

"Well, that's right." Xue Mo scratched his head in embarrassment: "Actually... I don't have many readers, it's just for my own entertainment."

"Wow, that's awesome!" Huo Yuan seemed to admire him a little: "Brother, I like reading novels the most. What genre do you write?"

"Well, it's suspense." Xue Mo thought for a while, and it seemed that this was the only classification that was more appropriate.

"Suspense?" Huo Yuan seemed to shrink suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Xue Mo looked at Huo Yuan curiously: "Is it possible... that you are afraid of ghosts?"

"No, no, how is that possible!" Huo Yuan seemed a little embarrassed and shook his head repeatedly.

"Sorry, wait for me." While Xue Mo was chatting, his cell phone suddenly rang.

"Chengfeng Dada?!" Xue Mo was a little surprised. Chengfeng Dada, who usually wouldn't take the initiative to send messages to him, actually took the initiative to send him a message!

#Please add Hope QQ, he will be your editor later.

Just one line of words shocked Xue Mo so much that he didn't recover for a long time.

"What's wrong? Brother?" Tiantian looked at Xue Mo's reaction and asked curiously.

"No, it's nothing." Xue Mo shook his head, but he was still stunned.

Cheng Feng Da Da, the first editor of my life, turned out to be...

"Just order these. If you don't have enough, you can add more." When Xue Mo was surprised, the woman on the other side had already ordered the dishes.

"By the way, Xiaoyi." The woman said, "I heard from Tiantian that you write full-time at home. How is your income?"

"Ah?" Xue Mo suddenly woke up when he mentioned this: "Ah...oh...just...that..."

"Actually, it doesn't matter how much." Seeing Xue Mo, the woman comforted Xue Mo: "You are still young, and your income is enough to support yourself."

"This..." Xue Mo became even more embarrassed.

"If you can't even support yourself, that's a little bit worse." The woman got to the point at the right time: "Xiaoyi, my sister is working in a place now, and she is a leader. If you don't mind, I can introduce you to a job. Although the income is not too much, it is at least better than writing novels..."

The woman didn't finish the last sentence, but Xue Mo knew it well.

At least it's much better than writing novels.

As for writing, the income before becoming a god is indeed not much.

"Forget it." Xue Mo smiled awkwardly and shook his head: "The money I earn now is enough for food, and writing novels is my dream, so..."

"I'm not trying to persuade you to give up." The woman thought for a while: "You can write in your spare time. Besides, don't you have other expenses besides food and drink? Not to mention other things, the rent is not bad, right? Anyway, think about it, I think there is no harm in giving it a try."

"Don't persuade him." Just when Xue Mo didn't know how to answer, a familiar voice suddenly sounded: "Xue Mo, this kid, has a side job as a special consultant for the Municipal Bureau, and he earns a lot."

"Zhao Feng?" Xue Mo looked at the person in surprise. He hadn't seen Zhao Feng for several days, and he didn't expect to see him here.

"Who are you?" The woman looked back and saw a young man who was well-dressed but unruly everywhere, and stood up quickly.

She had seen many such people, either rich sons or officials.