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Chapter 143 [143] Is there a problem?

Wiping her wet hair with a bath towel, Cheng Lin walked towards Ruocheng with her bare feet: "Are you still typing? I thought you didn't write, after all, your grades are so poor."

"Ahhhh!!!"

Stopping what he was doing, Ruocheng turned around abruptly, grabbed Cheng Lin's shoulder and shook vigorously: "Shut up! I know my grades are bad, but it's not your turn to judge! You can't even judge my work!" People who have never read it, how dare they open their mouths!!!"

At this moment, Ruocheng blew up on the spot like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

Since the hair hadn't been wiped clean, and the other party was shaking too hard, the water droplets on Cheng Lin's hair were all splashed on Ruocheng's face, and even the pajamas were soaked.

"Grass! (Plants)"

Wiping the water stains on his face, Ruocheng hurried into the bathroom to wash his face, leaving Cheng Lin with a confused face.

She blinked, still not understanding what the other party was thinking.

Cheng Lin didn't think she was wrong, she was just explaining a fact.

Well, it's just a fact that the person involved is unwilling to accept.

"Chengzi, where do you put your hair dryer?" Cheng Lin poked her head out and shouted towards the bathroom.

"do not know!"

Ruocheng responded angrily, and at the same time took out a clean towel to wipe his face.

Is she doing it on her own?

If I had known earlier, I would not have touched that guy, and now I feel uncomfortable all over, and I wish I could wash it again.

Cheng Lin had no choice but to sit on the bed, shaking her round white legs, waiting for the other party to come out of the bathroom and help her get the hair dryer.

It’s not okay to not blow your hair, just lie down and go to sleep, and if you wake up the next day, you may have a headache.

Seeing Ruocheng coming out, Cheng Lin hurriedly said, "Cheng Zi, you."

"shut up!"

Glaring at her viciously, Ruocheng walked quickly to the bedside table and took out the hair dryer from the drawer: "I don't want to talk to you, if you criticize my novel again, I will fight you hard now!"

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After receiving the hair dryer, Cheng Lin was speechless.

What, it's badly written, and I don't let people say it.

As a good best friend, she has the obligation to stand up and make corrections, and she cannot just watch the other party sink into the quagmire of self-fantasy, sinking deeper and deeper.

As Cheng Lin said, Ruocheng has closed himself.

Just now, she saw the space dynamics of the editor in charge.The other party stated that due to the job transfer, he would no longer be in charge of their group's novels in the future, and attached the chat account for the handover of the editor.

For a moment, Ruocheng felt like a homeless child.

The novel has not yet been written, but the editor is already thinking of running away.
How can it be repaired!
Give me back the recommendation that originally belonged to me! ! !
Except for the first inconspicuous small recommendation, I didn't give any recommendation at all in the follow-up!
Obviously she worked so hard to update, and the increase in collection is better than the previous one, obviously
In short, the last book had such poor grades, and there were two recommended places, but this book has nothing, which is really irritating.

Ruocheng suddenly felt a little regretful, why didn't he have the cheek to go to Baicha to ask for some recommendations.

Well, now that she's gone, and I don't know how the new editor has a temper, she'd better die.

After fiddling with her hair, seeing Ruocheng's face, which turned black and white for a while, Cheng Lin said weakly, "Chengzi, are you performing face-changing in Sichuan opera?"

"roll!"

Walking in front of Cheng Lin, Ruocheng rubbed her face: "My good sister, are you trying to piss me off on purpose? What good will it do you if you piss me off?"

"Well"

Cheng Lin didn't dare to resist, because Ruocheng's aura was too strong at this time.

It seems that because of the unsatisfactory performance of the work, coupled with the delay in getting a recommended position, the long-standing grievances broke out completely.

After a while, Ruocheng was a little tired, and lay down directly on the quilt: "I'm tired, you should go back to your room early and rest, there is something to talk about tomorrow."

"Then where are we going to play tomorrow?" Cheng Lin asked.

Although her face was a little sore, it didn't affect her raising her hand to ask questions.

Ruocheng replied weakly: "I don't know, let's talk."

She suddenly thought of what sand sculpture netizens said, since the problem cannot be solved, let the person who has the problem be solved!
Sensing Ruocheng's unfriendly eyes, Cheng Lin swallowed her saliva, and slowly moved her body to the door: "Then I'll go to bed first, and you should go to bed early too, good night."

"install"

After Cheng Lin left the room, Ruocheng let out a long breath.

She is getting more and more confused now, not knowing whether to persevere.

Because Ruocheng can already feel that she seems to be doing useless work all the time.

I have been reluctant to admit it before, just because I was lucky, hoping to survive.

But the editor's departure at this time undoubtedly gave her a blow in the head.

Hugging the soft pillow in frustration, Ruocheng was a little disheartened.

Recalling Qiangwei's advice at the restaurant and Cheng Lin's many good words of persuasion, she finally accepted this cruel fact.

If signing a contract is just a threshold, staying up to the shelves is the real test of the author's writing.

There are many books that collapsed in the early stage, no matter how good the later stage is, few people are willing to read it.

Throwing away the pillow in his arms, Ruocheng quickly got up and returned to the computer desk.

She is more or less glassy, ​​but she is not the kind of person who does not listen to advice.

After sending a message to the original editor and wishing the other party a bright future, Ruocheng officially started working on the new book.

"come on!"

Quietly cheering herself up, she decided to stay up late to code and hoard as many manuscripts as she could.

Perhaps it is the obsession accumulated in the previous life, Ruocheng has always been unwilling to give up this hobby.

Maybe for her, making money is not that important, writing the results is the best explanation for herself.

Meanwhile, in the next room.

Cheng Lin couldn't sleep, even with two pillows, the temperature of the pillows in her arms still didn't feel that realistic.

Close your eyes tightly and force yourself to sleep.

After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly, sat up from the bed, and scratched his hair irritably.

Insomnia again!

Since Ruocheng left last time, she has rarely had a peaceful night's sleep.

Cheng Lin knew very well that this was a psychological effect. How could someone hug someone and fall asleep with peace of mind?
It can be seen that when she saw Mu Ruocheng, the joy in her heart could not be suppressed, which made her start to wonder if her brain was broken.

After hesitating again and again, Cheng Lin plucked up her courage, hugged the pillow, gently pushed open the door, and tiptoed towards Ruocheng's bedroom.

She was afraid of being discovered by the other party's sister, and she didn't know how to explain it at all.

It would be fine if there were only two people in the family, but Cheng Lin was afraid that people would find out that she was strange.

It would be miserable if Qiangwei mistaken her for a pervert.

Cheng Lin couldn't argue with anything, and would even be kicked out.

However, she quickly changed her mind: Is there a problem with good girlfriends sleeping together?
Thinking about it this way, I was immediately confident!

"Dong Dong~"

Don't dare to knock too loudly, for fear of waking up others.

Just as his fingertips touched the keyboard cap, he had to pause because of the movement at the door.

Ruocheng was a little speechless, thinking it was her elder sister, she quickly got up and walked over.

Forewarning, even at home, she has the habit of locking the door.

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