Observation Diary of a Blackened Girl and My Survival Guide

"Al? Isn't he here too?"

"..."

Lin Qian's face was extremely ugly.

It is very likely that the other party has long known that he is hiding here.

Just wanted to amuse myself.

The big deal is that the fish will die and the net will be broken. Is it really like I pinch the mud?

"Then I'll..."

The girl finally reached out to Lin Qian's cabinet door, which was directly in front of her.

suddenly!

Bang!

The cabinet door was pushed open, and a figure rushed out.

Hit the girl's body directly.

Seeing that the plan was successful, the corners of Lin Qian's lips curled up inadvertently.

With such a collision, a normal person would be savage and could not afford to fall to the ground.

At that time, you will be able to slip away.

Thinking of this, Lin Qian focused his attention on the girl.

"!!!!!!"

In an instant, Lin Qian was stunned for a moment.

The girl opened her arms, her eyes were curved, and there was a weird smile on her face.

It seems to be ready already.

Is this waiting for me? !

There is no imagined tactile sensation of body collision.

Lin Qian went straight through the girl's body.

".....why?"

Before Lin Tian could stand firm, he suddenly felt a warm body on his back.

The neck was also hooked.

Lin Qian's consciousness gradually faded away, and the whispering whispers sounded softly...

"According to the rules, you lost to me."

"You created me, gave me twisted and sick emotions..."

"Now..."

"You are mine now, Lin Qian~ Feel what I have for you..."

.........

Tianhe City.

Next to Tiannan Normal University, in a small rental house with only ten square meters.

"what!!!!!"

Accompanied by the sound of a woodchuck.

A handsome man with broken hair who hadn't shaved for a few days suddenly sat up.

That's right, Qingxiu, even if she hasn't shaved for a few days.

Maybe a little sloppy.

"Clap!"

The two big mouths were slapped on his face, and the man grinned for a while before slowly opening his eyes.

"Fuck... a dream..."

"It scared me to death, MD... Hei Canshen wrote a lot and dreams are all these things."

After getting up from the bed, the man sat directly beside the computer.

The room was messy, the dirty clothes were piled in the corner, and the clothes that had been washed in the washing machine had not been dried for many days.

The only place that looks relatively clean is the computer desk.

The man habitually picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out the last undersea cigarette from it, and lit it happily.

"I don't know if the manuscript fee for last month has arrived. Alas, let alone smoking, I can't afford to eat."

The man clicked on WPS.

The click of the mechanical keyboard tickled.

After the deletion and deletion, all the black text appeared on the white background document.

Arrange in rows.

[Blood stains the walls red, and the air is filled with a strong fishy smell... The light of the incandescent lamp flickers constantly, a blurred shadow swaying under the lamp, the figure looks very tall...]

[In the corner next to it, a petite long-haired girl is tied with a rope in the corner...]

[The tall figure is getting closer... Suddenly, the girl breaks free from the rope...]

Crunchy voices echoed in the air.

What jumped out between the lines on the screen was a very sad taste of abuse.

"Drip!"

Suddenly, Qiuqiu in the lower right corner popped up a message.

The man raised his eyebrows, stopped the work in his hand, and moved the mouse over.

A message from Fang Nian, editor of the Radish Bao APP.

"Why didn't you update yesterday?"

"...Master Fang, I overslept yesterday..."

"Don't tell me that there are some of these, and update me quickly, or your recommendation will be gone! Don't tell me that I won't recommend it to you."

Every word kills, every word kills.

For the author, this is a reminder.

In just a few breaths, dense beads of sweat ooze out from the man's forehead.

"Update now! Code now!"

"For the sake of your quick response to the news, forget it this time."

"Thank you, Mr. Fang Nian! I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Say!"

"Next time, can you be nicer?"

"What?!!! Do you know what editing is?! Huh?"

Looking at the words in the chat box, the man could deeply feel the irritable mood of the editor in front of the screen on the other side.

"Editors are digging feces. They dig feces from the cesspit every day, and even if they dig out the feces, they have to fine-tune them. Do you have a good temper when you do this?"

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, I will upload the manuscript!"

The man hurriedly closed the chat box, clicked on the author's background, and copied and pasted the manuscript he had written long ago.

Then, he took out his mobile phone and opened the APP on it.

radish bag.

The whirring of the fan continued.

Lin Qian, male, 19 years old, pseudonym: That Blooming Prosperity.

A freshman at Tiannan Normal University.

Similarly, he is also a street writer who wanders around the food and clothing line.

"It's time to change the style. It's not a solution to always write black canshen, you will starve to death."

Looking at the poor income on the author's backstage, Lin Qian fell into contemplation.

Is it just a meal or a dream...

Since writing the book, Lin Qian has been hanging on a tree that is dark and deep, and the wind is blowing, the sun is soaking in the rain, waiting for the day when he can straighten his chest, eat his stomach, and the cycads bloom.

Ding!

At this time, Lin Qian's author received a private letter in the background.

Chapter 4 The Moon Is Red

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404!Violation!Off the shelf!No description is allowed below the neck!

"Grass...so many chapters...how can I change it?"

Just... do it all the time!

Lin Qian raised his eyebrows slightly and waved his hand.

Eunuch!

Cut off!

Just opening a new pit!

This illegal information finally became the last straw that crushed Lin Qian.