Chapter 203 My Girlfriend is A Piao 8

  Who makes this world's presidential text more profitable? Jiujiu uploaded the first ten thousand words on the night of the year. When he came back in the afternoon, it had been approved and the contract site was short.

  Jiujiu poked Han Shuo, who was standing aside, and pointed to the screen on the computer and said, "Quickly, fill in your ID and bank card information. I will post the contract tomorrow, you know?"

Han Shuo twitched his mouth and looked at the words that the president is so enthusiastic on the contract. He couldn't stop it for a long time. Although he wanted to turn his head and leave, but Jiujiu's force was amazing, Han Shuo could only sign a grievance. Then go to post the contract.

  Next, Jiujiu went to play with Han Shuo during the day, and made money on the computer at night.

  Because of the codeword, Jiujiu didn't even play the good games that he originally played, and directly used it as a codeword machine.

Because Jiujiu has been in the codewords and did not sleep with him before, Han Shuo only feels that his sleep quality has plummeted. When he is about to make up the exam, Han Shuo’s eyes are almost comparable to those of the United States. Look at Han Shuo’s eyes. The huge, exaggerated dark circles below the two people, Jiujiu was taken aback, and said puzzledly: "You went to carry the piglet last night? Why are the dark circles so heavy?"

  Han Shuo glanced at Jiujiu quite bitterly, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He didn't know how to tell Jiujiu that she had dark circles under her eyes because she didn't sleep with her.

  If he said that, according to Jiujiu's gloating temperament, he would definitely laugh at himself, so Han Shuo simply went silent.

  However, today, Jiujiu will be with him for the make-up exam, because he has lost many subjects, and Jiujiu is simply a walking encyclopedia. With Jiujiu, the matter of the make-up exam is simply solved.

   When making up the exam, Jiujiu directly attached himself to Han Shuo's body, almost quickly writing out the answer and handing in the paper, and then the two went to the dining hall to eat.

  Unexpectedly, I met the fat man and the youngest who also came out of the classroom. Seeing Han Shuo, the youngest man and the fat man were quite surprised. You know, Han Shuo, who took the make-up exam today, why did he come out so soon? Is it possible that cheating was bombed out?

  But, seeing Han Shuo’s expression is not the same, the fat man considered his tone, cautiously, lest he might touch Han Shuo’s sensitive nerves, and said, “Second, why did you come out so soon?”

  Han Shuo: "I will come out when I finish writing. Why, you two have dinner?"

  The fat man glanced at Han Shuo with resentment, and nodded bitterly. If it weren’t for Han Shuo's sudden dislike for not eating with him, would he be with the third child?

Because Han Shuo was used to eating alone, the fat man and the third child both went to eat very naturally, while Han Shuo and Jiu Jiu looked at each other. Jiu Jiu was eating sweet and sour pork tenderloin while smiling. Said: "Han Shuo, my book is about to start charging, you just wait to make money."

  Han Shuo, who was eating braised pork, instantly got a bite of meat stuck in his throat. He couldn't cough up and couldn't swallow it. His eyes were round and he was fucking. The book written by Jiu Jiu was charged. Does anyone read it?

  Thinking of the ridiculous name he saw that day, Han Shuo instantly became a little worried. If Jiujiu was sad because no one looked at it, would he want to activate his classmates to subscribe to Jiujiu.

After thinking about it for a long time, Han Shuo decided to find a way to get his classmates to help subscribe. Otherwise, Jiujiu would be so sad when there was no one at that time. Thinking of Jiujiu staying up late, Han Shuo only felt that his heart was a little bit instantly. sour.

Thinking of the name of Jiujiu’s book, Han Shuo searched it, then opened it, clicked to share, and reposted it among his classmates and even relatives, and said that he wanted to subscribe. The subscription money can be reimbursed by himself. .

   Seeing that Han Shuo said that he could be reimbursed, a few ridicules that he had a good relationship with, they clicked and started watching.

  It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at the result, you are infatuated with it in an instant.

Although    is a crazy and cool name, the content is really good-looking, especially the interaction between the male and female protagonists is terribly cute, especially the duplicity of the male protagonist, which is simply cute.

  The female classmate just clicked the beginning and couldn’t help it. After looking at it, she unconsciously started to recharge and subscribe. Some people even paid for it directly.

  Waiting for Han Shuo to return to the dormitory, looking at Jiujiu sitting in front of the computer with a smirk, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Maybe it was because he helped people subscribe to be effective.

  Han Shuo walked to the computer, looked at the computer screens of both, glanced at the subscriptions above, and was stunned in an instant, with an average price of 20,000.

   Fuck, there are no more than 20,000 people he knows who counts on the previous side, and Han Shuo feels that the world is illusory.

Jiujiu, a thousand-year-old female ghost, wrote a book and subscribed so well. This Nima's is simply the rhythm of a book, Han Shuo twitched, thinking that the manuscript fee of her book seemed to be bound to With my bank card, there is an inexplicable illusion that I am eating soft rice.

Jiujiu, who didn’t know what Han Shuo was thinking, turned her head to look at Han Shuo’s sluggish expression, and touched her chin: “What’s the matter, are the grades too bad? No way, I’m hand-skilled now, don’t worry, mine. Sooner or later it will be 100,000."

  Thinking that when she wrote the book, she always had one hundred thousand and one hundred thousand, but now it is only twenty thousand, which is really a little bit small.

  Because it was on the shelves, Jiujiu, who was sure that she had made money, decided to liberate herself that day, and then went to bed early.

When Han Shuo finished taking a bath and saw Jiujiu sleeping in his bed, he was stunned for an instant, blinked, only a little puzzled at what the fat man was looking at, and muttered: "Why don't you go up there? Ghosts can't be made."

  The fat man who got the truth out of nowhere.

  Han Shuo twitched the corners of his mouth. There was indeed a ghost on his bed, and he was also a beautiful female ghost who could write novels.

  Waiting for Han Shuo to lie down on the bed, Jiu Jiu turned around, looked at Han Shuo’s eyes and asked, "You seem unhappy today?"

Han Shuo looked sideways at Jiujiu. Jiujiu had big bright eyes. As he talked, there were two deep dimples on the face of the beautiful melon seeds. If alcohol is not intoxicating and people are drunk, Han Shuo can't help but become a little confused. , If Jiujiu is not a ghost, how nice it would be.

  But, why is it so good? Han Shuo can't tell what is so good. He only knows that he subconsciously doesn't want Jiujiu to be a ghost.

   But why doesn't it seem to make her a ghost? Han Shuo didn't know or wondered.

Although Jiujiu is a ghost, there is indeed a real cute girl in her bones. Although the ghost does not need to sleep, Jiujiu wants to use sleep to comfort herself. I don't know if it is because she is too tired to rush the manuscript these days or because of her. It's really not because of a ghost, so after lying in bed for a while, I fell asleep.

  (End of this chapter)