Chuzheng quickly slipped away while these people were looking for the boss.

When she walked out of the bar, she took out her phone and took a look, commenting on 99+, all scolded her.

[Today's black fans are not very dedicated, and they don't even deserve a copy. Is it because we are no longer worthy of your copy? ]

[Is it a direct curse or follow the process? ]

[I just want to see what she can write this time. ]

[How come there is such a disgusting person, life is not as good as you want, I went to the Internet to find existence! ]

[#￥&@! ……]

Chu Zheng exhaled and pointed his finger to delete there, preparing to destroy the corpse.

"Chuzheng."

Chuzheng flicked his fingers and looked forward.

The boy wore a loose apricot sweater, a set of black slacks and a mask, and walked under the rows of street lights.

Chu Zheng moved his fingertips slightly to the side and pressed off the screen.

"How did you come?"

An Ji pulled down the mask, and Qing Jun's eyebrows and eyes with a slight smile: "I'm done today, I want to invite you to eat, uh... are you free?"

"Have."

An Ji smiled and asked very carefully: "Then can I... invite you to eat?"

Chu Zheng nodded.

Chu Zheng went in and said to Fei Xiu, there was no one, and Fei Xiu was surrounded by the staff again and asked about An Ji. He waved his hand and let her go.

"Have you finished writing?"

"Yeah." An Ji said: "It doesn't count as writing, it just re-edited it."

"Revised for so long?" You are not efficient!

An Ji: "Long time?"

An Ji didn't have any concept of time when he worked. He felt that it didn't take long.

An Ji was obviously prepared in advance, although it was not as luxurious and refined as Chuzheng's car, it was definitely considered very careful.

"Thank you for giving me breakfast and supper during this time."

"have you eaten?"

"Well, it's all done." An Ji nodded: "It's delicious."

There will be no repeated things for almost a week, and An Ji is not tired of eating at all.

"Actually...you can come in." An Ji's voice was a little low.

Every time she put things outside the door, An Ji opened the door and only saw things but no people, so she could only talk to her on WeChat.

"Will not interrupt your work?"

"There will be a little bit, but that time will not matter." Quietly paused: "I shouldn't be busy with work these days."

He doesn't hold a signing conference, and the rest is left to the publisher.

He only needs to wait for the new book to come out, and then cooperate with the publicity.

Chu Zheng reacted coldly: "Oh."

An Ji: "..."

An Ji pursed the corners of her lips: "Will I get the sample book, will I give you a copy?"

Chu Zheng was still indifferent and domineering, and nodded concisely: "Okay."

An Ji: "..."

It's so difficult to communicate.

Although communication is a bit difficult, the atmosphere is not awkward.

An Ji also found it strange. According to law, he should feel uncomfortable, but he didn't. Even if the person opposite said nothing, he didn't feel that way.

This is a very magical feeling...

"I heard Uncle Fei say, how long have you just graduated?"

"Ok."

"Then why do you work at Uncle Fei?"

"..."

Because my ID was detained at home.

Which big company wants a person without an ID card?

"I am willing." Chu Zheng said: "What's the problem?"

"No..." An Ji shook her head: "I just asked casually, no other meaning."

"How do you meet him?" Chu Zheng took the initiative to ask a question.

"Huh?" Chu Zheng's question was endless, and An Ji didn't respond to who Chu Zheng asked.

Chu Zheng: "Fei Xiu."

An Ji suddenly thought, he thought for a moment, and slowly said: "One time I went out to find inspiration, and I met Uncle Fei."

That was when An Ji was writing his second book. Because he needed some scenes, he went to the bar.

Fei Xiu didn't open this bar at the time. An Ji thought it had a big sign at the time, so she chose it.

Wherever An Ji has been in a bar, he never attended the gatherings of his classmates, and was frightened by the monsters inside.

In the chaos of the past few years, there are all kinds of people in the bar.

An Ji looked like a good student, and was stared at as soon as he entered.

At that time, there was also a disturbance, and then Fei Xiu came forward.

Fei Xiu said that he looked pitiful at the time, so he moved with compassion and rescued him by the way.

At that time, Fei Xiu was still a big brother with a lot of background, rather than a middle-aged man who only knew how to drink and expose dogs every day.

An Ji suddenly asked Chuzheng: "Have you seen the "Evil Abyss" written by me?"

"Seen."

Quietly said: "The protagonist is based on Uncle Fei as the prototype."

He paused slightly: "Didn't you say you haven't read my book before?"

Chu Zheng: "!!!"

Chu Zheng was quite calm: "I watched it later."

"That's it..." An Ji didn't think much about it: "Uncle Fei gave me the inspiration at the time. In fact, I wrote another version of that book. Would you like to read it?"

"..."

Not very much.

But the invitation of the good guy card...

It's not good to refuse.

What if the good guy card is sad, then I can’t have a good guy card?

Then do I watch or not...

【Look! 】The King can’t stand it anymore.

"Look."

"I will give it to you when I go back." An Ji was a little happy: "But I haven't modified that version. There may be some flaws. Don't dislike it."

"will not."

The two of them finished their meal and drove home.

When he went downstairs in the community, he hesitantly asked: "Would you like to go to my house? I don't know where it is. I may need to look for a while..."

So Chuzheng followed An Ji upstairs.

She has been here many times, but this is the first time she has been here.

"Is this house yours?"

"My mother." An Ji said quietly, "I don't know where she got it from."

Chuzheng stopped talking and looked around the room casually.

The furnishings are relatively simple, showing the taste of some ages, perhaps because there are more quiet books, there is also a bookshelf in the living room, which is full of books.

There are also some books scattered on the ground, some spread out, and some randomly piled aside.

"You sit here, it's a bit messy...I haven't had time to clean up." An Ji collected the messy things on the table: "Do you want a drink or water?"

"casual."

An Ji poured a glass of water for Chu Zheng. He pointed to the room and said in a clear voice: "Then I will look for it. You will wait for me for a while."

Chu Zheng nodded casually: "Yeah."

So why should I come back with him and wait for him to find another version.

I don't want to watch it!

I want to go home and lie down!

An Ji didn't know that Chuzheng was going crazy inside, and opened the study door to go in.

Chu Zheng could see the inside here, and he didn't close the door, so he looked for it on the bookshelf inside.

Chuzheng looked bored for a while and took out his cell phone.

The notification bar is full of Weibo messages.

It is estimated that too many people scolded her, and she got stuck when she clicked in.