"……fair."

  Shu Cheng’s voice was a little weak, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling that after her eighteenth birthday, the men became irritable. Where did the innocent and non-pretentious man who was lying down and letting her hold her go?

  ……

  At this time, the homepage of Xingchen Novel Network began to promote Anzhi Ruosu's three new books in an all-round way.

  Meng Huiqing rubbed his eyes, checked the time, and began to read the archives of the three books sent by An Zhiruo Su.

  The editor-in-chief also silently began to read the archived manuscripts of the three books.

  First book: "Full-time Master"

  The second book: "The Mortal Cultivation Biography"

  The third book: "The Story of Wukong"

  ……

  An Zhiruo's manuscript "Full-time Master" has nearly 100,000 characters, "The Mortal Cultivation Biography" is almost 200,000 characters, and the "Wukong Biography" has more than 200,000 characters.

The editor-in-chief was the first to open a full-time master. After reviewing manuscripts for many years, he has read a lot of game-type novels, but he has never seen anyone who writes game articles in this way. He believes this will be a classic of game writing.

   "An Zhi Ruo Su is really an An Zhi Ruo Su!" the anchor sighed silently.

  Meng Huiqing, who was sitting in the office, was already in tears at this time, and the colleagues around him looked at each other.

Isn't    looking at An Zhi Ruo Su's text? Why are you crying?

  Meng Huiqing’s first opening was "The Story of Wukong," a work that ended in just 200,000 yuan.

  "Perhaps everyone thought that this field existed for him alone when he was born. When he found out that he was wrong, he began to grow up..."

   "I finally understand that the golden hoop in my hand cannot pass the sky up and explore the sea down. There is no Monkey King, only a little monkey."

  Meng Huiqing whispered silently, crying silently.

   "No, no matter how well you write, you won't cry like this!"

   "That's right! What does it look like crying like this!"

   "It won't happen! Isn't the peace of mind just writing online articles?"

  The colleagues around are ridiculed, contemptuous, and curious. What kind of work can make Meng Huiqing cry like this?

  Afterwards, the people in the editorial department cried collectively and turned into tears after reading "The Story of Wukong" to understand Meng Huiqing's crying at that time.

  The editor-in-chief was just reading "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation" and noticed that it was almost time for An Zhi Ruosu to release his new book, "Xiao Meng, did An Zhi Ruosu say how many chapters have been published?"

  " "Full-time Master" ten chapters, "Mortal Cultivation Biography" ten chapters, "Wukong Biography" five chapters." Meng Huiqing immediately replied.

  Yes, that’s right, Shu Cheng once wrote the manuscript and became the shopkeeper once again, and handed over the issue of the manuscript to Meng Huiqing.

  ……

  On the other side, in the carriage.

   "Why are you so guilty?" The man's low voice was a little bit of a smile, "Didn't you want to sleep with me before?"

  Shu Cheng touched her nose. It is obvious that she now knows that men know that she is a woman. Why is she passive? Shu Cheng squinted his eyes and became more and more abnormal. How could it be?

  According to the plot, she must have the upper hand when the man is in the light and she is in the dark!

  The man leaned lazily on the main driver, showing the perfect muscle curve, which caused Shu Cheng's evil thoughts to arise.

   "Indeed... I really want to... sleep." Shu Cheng's dark eyes looked at the man's abdominal muscles and murmured unconsciously.

  The man curled his lips, held the young man’s head in his hands, and said in a low voice: "Ren Jun pick it up."