Su also raised her foot to kick him, and Bo Yunli pressed her moving legs.
Even if you have seen the world, you can turn a blind eye to the daily boredom of Wen Ni and Si Qing. When you see such an exciting picture, a small face suddenly turns red to the root of your ears, like a pot of boiling hot water.
Bo Yunli glanced at them carelessly.
Suddenly a wave of pressure hit, and the little assistant took a breath.
But where can she meet a man with such sexual tension, she is still cold until now?
But she quickly reflected the meaning of the look in her eyes, apologizing and exiting the lounge.
Just as I was about to close the door of the lounge, I turned my head and noticed that Wen Ni not only didn't mean to leave, but also looked very interesting.
The little assistant's eyebrows trembled badly and his voice was timid: "director..."
Wen Ni doesn't want to go. She wants to see the live broadcast of the overbearing president. She also wants to give off-site guidance to Yebao.
Here, when Su was ready to hold Bo Yunli's wrist and clean him up, a very business mobile phone ring came from the man's pocket.
Bo Yunli loosened Su Ye's hand and took out his mobile phone.
What language is it.
The Institute is a clean place. I don't know what's going on outside. Especially this afternoon, the microblog in Kyoto is very lively.
Ho Wen's public relations team is awesome. In the city of Z, around 2 p.m., the forwarding volume of the color plate is much higher than that of the previous palette.
Under the palette of smearing the alien Lord, there was originally a curse.
"I hate plagiarism most. I don't respect the labor achievements of other authors at all!"
"Yes, even the book cover is copied. What else is your own? Shameless!"
"Ask Mr. monster to apologize publicly!"
A large number of people actually don't even see the contents of the palette and spray it when they come up.
But gradually, different voices began to appear.
The netizen who just asked Mr. monster to apologize sent another microblog with a large amount of forwarding.
It is an anti tone color disc clarified for the alien Lord.
"... wait and scold again. It seems that there is a reversal..."
Soon, netizens who had seen the anti palette began to reply.
"Look! Alien Lord didn't copy monster at all! The starting date of monster was a month later than alien Lord. Alien Lord was the one who was copied! If it weren't for the color palette, we would have been cheated!"
"I won't scold the wrong person? If so... I have to apologize!"
"Wait, maybe the anti palette is also avoiding the important and deliberately washing white. Does it explain the plagiarism of the book cover?"
"There seems to be no book cover..."
"Let's wait and see what happens. Plagiarists must be banned. We can't let one go!"
Unfortunately, these seemingly neutral remarks lasted only a few minutes and were severely beaten in the face.
A microblog sent by a new blogger with 0 fans has attracted everyone's attention.
Autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves:... Based on the above untrue remarks, I hereby solemnly declare that this book seal is my independent creation and is exclusively authorized to the alien Lord.
Here are some photos.
First: the thread manuscript of the book cover of the alien Lord.
Second: the complete manuscript after coloring.
Seeing here, netizens are a little confused and know that this is clarifying, but this person looks at the newly registered microblog number, the number of fans is 0, pay attention to 0, and there is no official certification of microblog.
But when you see the third picture, you know what real ignorance is!
The third picture: the self photo of Ye Laoshou raising his hand!
After half a minute of system paralysis, ye Lao's comment area exploded.
"Please forgive me for swearing under Mr. Ye's microblog, wogou! This magic masterpiece is actually painted by Mr. Ye, the leader of traditional Chinese painting?"
"Mr. Ye, you don't need to clarify at all. We believe everything you say!"
"When did ye Lao draw a book cover? If you can invite him out of the mountain, Mr. monster's character is absolutely trustworthy, not to mention that the other people's anti tone color plates have come out."
"Hit the point! Give it away! It's hard to get a thousand gold for old Ye's painting! Now it's directly given to the monster!"
"I'm going to apologize now! But I want to ask the weak one. It can make old Ye's attitude, this monster greatly... Who is the boss?!"
Under the alien Lord, the original abusive comments were quickly rejected by various innovative apologies.
The netizens who were still scolding Mr. monster turned their guns and spontaneously scolded the microblog players who maliciously discredited Mr. monster.
When Su also got her cell phone back, she could hardly see any negative comments about herself, and her subscription volume increased more than ten times in just a few hours.
This incident not only did not hit this book, but let more people know it. Ye Lao's clarification has become a disguised publicity.
It's so magical. Who doesn't want to see it?
Su also went to the microblog to get a general idea of what happened, and then clicked on the anti tone color plate to clarify for herself.
A very long comparison chart, the layout is neat to some abnormal.
Combined with Bo Yunli's dark circles in the morning and the strange behavior of just pressing her on the table to prevent her from looking at her mobile phone
Su Yemo looked at him for a few seconds and said, "thanks."
Bo Yunli had no expression or complacency.
If you have to say an emotion, it is regret.
He Wenyu's phone call came at 19:00 sharp. If he Wenyu didn't call, he can continue just now
If he Wenyu doesn't call until tomorrow morning, he may be able to do more, not for anything else, just to prevent the little girl from looking at her cell phone, or to make her have no strength to look at her cell phone.
Really, not selfish at all.
In the evening, the rest of the work in the laboratory was very simple. Wenni was enough alone. Seeing that Su seemed to have something else, she directly asked the couple to go home.
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Back in the room, she took a simple shower, and Sue turned on the computer.
Bo Yunli, dressed in black pajamas, leaned at the door as if he knew what she was going to do. He was sleepy and covered his eyes with a shallow smile: "Lin Zhan has been asked to check. The deadline for him is tomorrow."
Su also said "Oh", which was very considerate.
She turns off the programmer and opens the chapter to start updating.
It's like helping Raj test his apprentice's current skills.
If not, she'll do it again.
In short, don't worry about the trouble to destroy her naughty little cute, who can't run away.
Sue also sat in front of the computer, clutching her chin on her knees, chose a comfortable sitting position, put her fingers on the keyboard and began to code words.
She didn't notice that the man leaning on the door naturally entered the house, chose a comfortable position and lay on her bed