Shenhao started as a rent collector

Chapter 857

"The master bought LED lights to supplement the light for succulents."

"It just so happens that the light from the LED lights with this combination of red and blue light sources will appear pink."

While speaking, Zhang Mu reached out and disconnected the power supply of the LED plant light first.

Only a snap was heard.

The pink light does disappear immediately.

That's it!

Case solved, case solved~
Live room full screen 666~
"Who would have thought that the pink light was actually illuminated by LED plant lights?"

"I checked it with my mobile phone, and it is indeed the case. There is nothing wrong with the handsome guy's popular science."

"It turned out to be a misunderstanding? Fuck, I have all my pants off, can you show me this?"

"My pink memory~~~"

"A group of old-fashioned critics, fuck off, don't let me look at handsome guys. By the way, who is this handsome guy? Is he an intern reporter from a TV station? He looks so handsome, and the key is that he knows everything. Such unorthodox knowledge can be easily acquired, awesome~ "

"Yes, yes, who is this handsome guy? I have a friend who wants to know."

"Hey~ Handsome guy, being a reporter is so tiring, running around all day, if you don't want to work hard, come to Auntie and lie down."

"Auntie also opens her arms, welcome~"

"..."

The barrage in the live broadcast room gradually began to crooked, and many aunts and older sisters took Zhang Mu's idea, and they were very greedy for the latter's body.

Zhang Mu naturally didn't know this.

Even if he knew, he was already numb.

Are there not enough women who are greedy for his body?

You can form a reinforced company team.

How did you say that sentence.

There are always bad people, no, there are always bad girls who want to sleep with me~
In addition, he suddenly wanted to understand one thing, master, I realized it.

No wonder the TV blind date earlier, when I asked the master what he wanted from his partner, the master only said four words in total.

female!

Live!

At that time, I felt that the master was very straightforward.

Looking at it now, honesty is indeed honesty.

But it also fully expressed his inner voice and his inner urgent expectation.

The tens of thousands of inflatable dolls are good, but they are also very realistic.

But no matter how realistic it is, it can't compare with real people.

So, how he wished to have a living person...

This sounds a bit creepy~
And so much heartache~
Once again, Zhang Mu sincerely hopes that through this TV blind date, Master Fu can find his other half.

"Ahem, master, we are also business-like, I hope you don't mind." After a misunderstanding, the lead police officer was embarrassed, and he immediately apologized to the master.

"It's alright~"

The old master waved his hand. Anyway, the club is dead, and it’s useless to say anything now. Why don’t you think carefully about which city you want to live in.

Five minutes later, Zhang Mu and others went downstairs.

On the TV station, the ratings of today's people's livelihood mediation program exploded, even more golden than the prime time.

The director immediately called and offered an olive branch to Zhang Mu.

But Zhang Mu refused.

At the same time, there was a call from the police station.

In the morning, the case of the missing employee of the noodle shop was solved and the murderer was brought to justice.

However, the details of some cases still require Zhang Mu to go there in the morning.

Zhang Mu agreed without thinking too much.

……

Back at the hotel, Jiang Meiling was not writing a novel for the first time, she hugged her long legs, nestled on the sofa, her face was full of unhappiness.

Zhang Mu subconsciously thought: "Cavin?"

"Yes, and no!" Jiang Meiling pouted.

Zhang Mu: "?????"

Such an answer, he can't fix him directly.

What is yes and no?
Yes it is.

No it's not~
I really don't recommend that the other party continue to write novels.

Going crazy is a matter of time!
"My new book is stuck." On the sofa, Jiang Meiling, who was hugging her long legs, explained.

Zhang Mu: "?????"

All of a sudden more confused.

new book?

What about your old books?
During the recent period, I stayed in the hotel room every day, working hard day and night to catch up on manuscripts, wasn't I writing an old book?
What's the matter, don't write again?

Jiang Meiling shook her head, "It's not that I don't want to write, but the book has been 404 again~"

Zhang Mu: "..."

With your writing style of driving to the sky, 404 is definitely a matter of time.

But having said that, sister, you have been cut leeks this time.

Didn't the previous editor say that your book has the potential to explode, and that there is no problem with the driving scale, even if you write it, even if something happens, the website will die.

But now, say 404 is 404.
The key is after you have written hundreds of thousands of manuscripts.

Is there a more obvious way to cut leeks than this?

But it's fine.

don't be angry~
"I'll have someone buy the novel website in a while."

"You can write whatever you want, even if you are reported, I will give you death insurance."

"No~" Jiang Meiling refused without thinking.

"You buy the website, and I write novels on your novel website. I don't have any sense of accomplishment."

"Besides, I'm already preparing a new book, and I've written the first few chapters. Hmph, I've changed the subject this time, and I definitely don't drive. I'd like to see how the website still gets 404."

The corners of Zhang Mu's mouth twitched, and he wanted to say, it's not like you haven't tried to write novels with other themes before, but the results all hit the street without any surprises.

What does this mean?
It means that you can only write driving novels.

What's more, you write novels just to earn manuscript fees, and your man, I, is so poor that only money is left.

Even if you spend as much effort as you want, you can't finish it at all.

What kind of novels are you writing?

but--

Now is obviously not the time to discourage Jiang Meiling's enthusiasm, unless the skin is itchy and wants to cut~
Zhang Mu smiled and said concernedly: "It's a new subject, what subject should I write this time?"

"Son-in-law of the God of War!"

Zhang Mu: "..."

In the past two years, this new media novel about the God of War's son-in-law has become extremely popular, with successive hits.

But now, it's like throwing up after following the trend.

Readers are also disgusted.

You still write?
Isn't this a head iron?
Iron-headed baby's head is not as strong as yours.

Can--

Eggs and eggs~
Now is not the time to beat positivity.

Zhang Mu smiled again, expressing that he should write well, and changing to a new subject is not necessarily a bad thing, so maybe this book will become popular?
Jiang Meiling nodded, she thought so too.

only--

"I just wrote the beginning, about 8000 words, and then I wrote Cavin."

Zhang Mu: "..."

After only writing more than 8000 words, I got stuck.

Sister, otherwise, let’s not write it.

Maybe you are not very suitable for this kind of food.

But Jiang Meiling is notoriously serious, the iron-headed baby among the iron-headed children.

"I don't believe I can't write well."

"Come on, my dear, you came back just in time, help me see how this son-in-law of the God of War is doing at the beginning and how the follow-up plot will develop."

Zhang Mu; "..."

How do I know~
I don't write novels.

But in the end—

He still read it.

Almost died from poison~
(End of this chapter)