Chapter 11

Looking at gene's brighter eyes, Wang Jian felt a pain in his brain.

I have already told three stories. Why is the child getting more and more energetic?

"Brother, are your parents still together?" Asked gene.

Well, it seems that the original owner of the body has never met his parents.

And gene didn't seem to be ready for Wang Jian's reply: "my father and mother are divorced, because my father has another little brother outside."

"Mom used to watch me at home every day, but now she's going out to work."

"Actually, I don't like dad either. He comes home late every day. Still, I want them to be together. "

As gene spoke, his voice grew smaller and smaller, and he slowly fell asleep.

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While sighing, Wang Jian moved his steps gently and walked out of the room.

Looking at the time, it's half an hour before 10 o'clock.

He leaned on the sofa, wondering whether he would agree to the terms of Xuele publishing house.

If you can't, just accept it.

In the end, though, you may only make $400.

But it's better to have something than nothing.

If you don't accept it, you will lose money.

Just thinking about it, he felt more and more heavy eyelids.

I don't know whether it was because of excessive brain use or too much effort in taking care of children. So Wang Jian fell asleep on the sofa.

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"What about artists? That's a psycho

"I've been acting in a taxi. How dare you open a room?"

"Forget it, I don't blame you. It's just that I've brought all of them with me for today. Forget it, forget it. "

"Can I only attract this old pervert?"

In his sleep, Wang Jian was awakened by a burst of speed comparable to that of a machine gun.

He looked up.

Trenching.

Lily, the check-in officer, is facing him with her back, talking on the phone and taking off her skirt.

Now, the other side is only underwear and stockings.

This

If you show your face, will you be beaten directly?

Even if you don't get beaten up, you have to be maliciously missed several times, right?

Wang Jian didn't dare to breathe. He slipped from the sofa and was ready to walk quietly to the door.

Then, slip out.

He quietly went to the shoe rack, picked up his sports shoes, and slowly walked to the door.

At this time, Lily said more and more angry, and raised her feet to push on her high heels.

And the high-heeled shoes, coincidentally, flew in the direction of Wang Jian.

Bang.

"Ah.".

Wang Jian gave a low cry, and then quickly covered his mouth.

But it's too late.

Lily turned her head and looked at it with wide eyes.

There were a few pieces of red on her white face, reminding Wang Jian that he had drunk.

"You, you haven't left yet?" Lily just stares at Wang Jian.

"You said you were going to stay for two hours." Wang Jian takes a look at Lily and quickly moves away.

Lily noticed that Wang Jian moved his eyes. She didn't know why, but she was a little angry.

She walked up to Wang Jian and asked aloud, "why don't you look at me? Is it true that I can't be looked directly at? Is my face really not beautiful enough? "

I don't want to look at your face just now.

While talking to himself in his heart, Wang Jian replied, "no, you are so beautiful. You are so charming."

Who knows what will happen to a woman dominated by anger and jealousy.

Anyway, just coax me first.

"Yes? Then why do you keep moving towards the door? " Lily asked in a loud voice.

Wang gradually stopped and looked at each other helplessly.

What are you doing with me.

I'm just a babysitter for two days.

At this time, Lily seems to wake up a little bit.

She walked slowly to Wang Jian and looked at him in a daze.

But Wang Jian did not dare to speak at all.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

Lily reaches forward

Well, I'm still charming.

At this time, a bold idea appeared in her mind.

She took a look at Wang Jian and found that she was not bad and in good shape.

So she stroked her hair.

Then, he glanced at Wang Jian.

Then, slowly knelt down.

No, stop.

No, stop!

Wang Jian cried out in his heart.

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the next day.While Wang Jian was sleeping, he heard a child's voice.

He opened his eyes.

I found Lily looking at herself in horror.

And the sound outside is still coming.

"Mom, it's time to send me to school."

Wang Jian's forehead was sweating instantly.

He didn't even care about his underwear, so he turned over and hid under the bed.

And Lily quickly put on her underwear and yelled, "gene, you have a glass of milk by yourself. Mom will get up right now."

Then Lily threw Wang Jian's clothes over and said, "put them on quickly. When I send gene to school, you can slip out."

Wang Jian nodded quickly.

Lily looked at Wang Jian and patted her forehead. "What have I done? You are only 17 years old!"

Wang Jian was confused and hid in Lily's bedroom until half an hour later, he sneaked out of the room.

Walking on the road, there are some obvious hangover and shame faced women passing by from time to time.

Wang gradually scratched his head.

Are you at a loss?

In this way, he got on the bus and went back to his apartment.

It's rare for al not to go out.

He looked at Wang Jian, who had not been home all night, and smelled again like a dog.

"Ha, you boy, with whom?"

Wang Jian's forehead twitched for a moment, then he turned away from the topic and asked, "Why are you back? Are you busy helping your boss release a new single? "

Al was really distracted and said, "I'll have a rest at home for a few days. The boss has gone to the studio. In a few days, we'll take a RV to publicize in the United States."

"By the way, there are some letters for you."

Then he handed over some letters.

Wang Jian took the envelope and saw that it was the publisher's return receipt.

He went back to the bedroom with the envelope and set it on the table.

Then he took a deep breath and opened the envelope carefully.

The first one.

I am very sorry that your manuscript does not meet the requirements of our publishing house. Please submit again after correction. Thank you for your trust.

Signed: Disney Press.

But Wang Jian shook his head, put aside the letter and the envelope, and went to open the second one.

The second one, Penguin Press, failed.

The third, Simon & Schuster, failed.

The fourth, the fifth and the sixth, all failed.

As if he had been drawn out of all his strength, Wang Jian fell on the bed.

Among the seven publishing houses, only Xuele Publishing House agreed to publish.

But the conditions are very harsh.

Sure enough, isn't wunaoshuang's Internet article suitable for the current United States?

Do you want to promise Xuele publishing house?