Wen Xing finished his dinner and went back to the dormitory with Zhao Mengmeng.
In the afternoon, she took a nap. She got up in the middle of the night and coded. It had been broken for several days. If she didn't update it, she would have no income.
On the backstage of the author, she brushed the comments first.
Tut, hundreds of them a day
In particular, the reader named LAN urged her very much. He also gave her a gift of 100 yuan, a dozen of them!
His last comment is like this.
[one month's living expenses have been contributed to you. If you don't come out, don't blame me for hacking your account and getting the money back! 】
Wen Xing
Is the reader a hacker?
She replied.
, dear, do you make complaints about your novels every day? Are you shaking m? 】
it seems that LAN has been waiting for her reply, and soon there is news.
If you don't upload the chapter before 12 o'clock, you will be responsible for the consequences. 】
cut.
After dropping the website, she recalled the previous chapters and began to code.
She wrote suspense novels, with few love stories. Most of them are face slapping and brilliant reasoning. Her fans are half male and half female, and there are also a few local tyrants.
After coding a chapter, she passed it on first, and then continued to write.
When I wrote six thousand words, I stopped, ate some fruit and went to sleep.
At this time, I spent a long time in the office brushing the webpage and finally came up with an updated version. After reading the new chapter with satisfaction, I left the office and launched my bike. I rode it leisurely and pondered over who the killer was.
The author's style of writing is very uninhibited. If he speaks well, he has a strong sense of suspense. If he doesn't speak well, he is a pit. He is very willful, which leads to everyone's suspicion.
He did not even rule out that the other party would change the killer's urine at any time according to his mood.
Next time, he must blackmail the author's account just like Gu Changbei computer.
Wen Xing didn't know that Lan Cang was his own reader. He fell asleep until dawn. When he woke up, he saw that he was going to be late. He busily washed his make-up, put on his school uniform and went out.
Just one second before, he entered the classroom through the back door. As soon as he sat down, LAN Cang and the Dean came in through the front door.
Wen Xing blinked and thought, how did the Dean come?
He clapped his hands, and the crowd immediately calmed down.
"Students, I'm here to tell you one thing. Today, a new student in your class will be transferred to another department. Let's give it a hand!"
The head of the Department couldn't help but give face. It wasn't a warm clap. The sound of clapping hands was rare.
Wen Xing picked the tip of his brow. Which wonderful flower did he come to be a junior?
You're not afraid you can't graduate?
When the transfer student came in, not only Wen Xing was stunned, but other students were also stunned. After the stupidity, there were cheers of surprise!
"Prince?"
"Prince Shi will be transferred to our class!"!? My God, that's great! I have another reason not to be absent every day! "
"Ah, ah, ah!"
I smell the star sitting in the center of his face, and I don't want to say
Wen Xing
Because she was ugly, the seat on her right side was always empty.
The Dean nodded and said, "sure!"
Blue Cang looks at the other party to walk to smell Star side to sit down, not from tiny frown.