...

"But, my job ..."

The gray-haired boy seemed a bit grieved, but was shouted by Xu Mengmeng, he no longer glared at Hu Xiaoli.

"What kind of job are you doing, He Duxiu classmate?"

Xu Mengmeng snorted coldly: "It is the Mary Su record that records our daily life and writes it in dog blood. What kind of job is that?! "

"But this is the only way to make money ... "

He Xinshu's exceptionally dense eyelashes trembled as if frightened.

The cruel reality may have defeated Xu Mengmeng's internal dissatisfaction, but she was still reluctant to give in, hummed and turned her head, and did not speak.

Hu Xiaoli on the side understood it, probably He Xinshu wrote the manuscript and wanted to submit it, and the content combined the actual daily relationship between the two, but Xu Mengmeng didn't like their life to be known by others, so she stopped him. .

No wonder Xu Mengmeng said what personality rights , but also 'He Duxiu' ...

In Hu Xiaoli's view, this is a trivial matter, and it is not worth mentioning. Even if He Xinshu's manuscript is actually published, no one will know about it. It's their daily relationship, after all, it's still the shyness in the girls' heart that's haunting.

"Mengmeng, now everyone likes this kind of storyline." Hu Xiaoli advised: "In a case of real story, the payment of everything is considered as the basic salary, and online readers support it."

" I know, but— "

"Well, I understand, you are so reserved, and being embarrassed is normal." Hu Xiaoli pinpointed Xu Mengmeng and persuaded her mind:"But this one You two don't say anything, who knows, and in the future published on the Internet, someone is sweetened by the love story in the article, isn't he blessing for you?"

Xu Mengmeng stared at him sullenly, silently for a long time, her cheeks crimson lowered her head and drank her juice.

The little girl probably imagined the scene described by Hu Xiaoli, and she had some expectations in her heart.

The situation was good, Hu Xiaoli kicked the gray-haired boy's shoes in private, winking at him.

He Xinshu glanced at him, nodded invisibly, As a response to him.

"Mengmeng, I'll listen to you. If you ask me to submit, I will submit. If you don't want me to submit, I will delete all of these and rewrite."

The manuscripts submitted to the editorial department must be written in 100,000 words. , Even after the submission is completed, it may be accepted.

With such a concession from the boy, Xu Mengmeng's heart was a little unpleasant.

She hummed twice and gave He Xinshu an oblique glance: "Its up to you, I don't care, anyway, I won't read it anyway!"

Hu Xiaoli, sighing at the side, sighed, unconsciously looking at He Xinshu. The two saw relief from each other's eyes.

Ugh? Pleased with the yarn? !!

After He Xinshu went to contribute, Hu Xiaoli accompanied Xu Mengmeng outside and waited for him to come out. Finally, the three of them returned home happily.

Tonight's Fairy Mansion seemed particularly lively. Xu Mengmeng, He Xinshu and Luo Ming appeared downstairs in the restaurant at dinner time together. When Hu Xiaoli went downstairs, it was already late at one

Punk, leaning against the kitchen door, looked at him with a smile, and Uncle Sun with a cane was also sitting on the sofa over there.

Seeing so many people, he was surprised for a moment, until the color confetti sprayed on his head, he slowly recovered from the trance.

"Although not everyone in the mansion is gathered, and this welcome seems to be too late, but!"

Xu Mengmeng emphasized.

"We welcome you to the Fairy Mansion!"

It doesn't matter if there are not many people, but that enthusiasm will not be reduced by one point.