Kengwen Writer Farmhouse

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It's interesting---however, she answered with a groan in her heart.

Well, she is also a member of the m-body physique.After so many years, I will still jump someone without any resistance...every pit = = Sometimes I really want to strangle myself.

In fact, Queen Love has said to herself countless times: I am determined not to jump into this new pit this time, I just take a look, just a look...

Then, for that one glance, I waited for thousands of years.

And yet, as the editor in charge of a scammer, she would know the first time every time the scammer wrote an article, oh, oh, it was torture!

It was at that time that Lianlian realized what kind of reincarnation pit she had fallen into.

It's really reincarnated, and very divisive.

For example, every time she sees the words "Sword Dance Tianya" in the application list, Xiaoju can't help but tense up. While complaining and cursing the author, she excitedly ranks the best list with trembling hands. Ruzuo was actually a little happy: No matter what, this guy will complete the list task every time he applies for the list.At least, there are new chapters to read this week, cough.

Well, she often wonders if it's time for her meds.

This made her angry.

And these angers also made her gradually no longer call a certain cheater "Da Da", but call him by his first name.

The author of the pit text is not worthy of being called "Da Da"! Humph╭(╯^╰)╮

To this day, Lianlian even feels that this cheating author is not worthy of being a human being.

Being scolded all kinds of people under the text is still so calm, without the slightest intention to change the past, the face is thicker than the city wall!

She even felt that she should also sign up for a small account to swear at others.

The romance editor on the side hurriedly stopped: "Dan Ding."

"Eggs are uncertain!"

Lianlian continued to show her teeth and claws.

The romance editor continued to pull, and at the same time gave advice: "For that kind of superficial person, it doesn't work even if you scold her. If you want to scold, you have to poke her sore spot."

sore spot?

Lianlian fell silent.

So, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he typed a line: "You old maid, pervert!"

"You spinster, pervert!!"

"You spinster, pervert!!!"

A certain editor's face was completely covered by shadows, only the corners of his lips curled up in the darkness could be seen.

Important knife, stab three times.black mouth black mouth ~

Sure enough, upon seeing this, Wen Jing felt as if she had been shocked by an electric shock, and then rushed away, waving her paws, about to pounce on the keyboard and tear a certain editor for [-] rounds.

However, accidentally kicked his own host.

The computer screen went black.

Wen Jing thought that she had been kicked to cut off the power, and was about to bend down to check, but suddenly a dialog box was displayed on the black screen:

[Hello, you have already written 99 articles without any regrets. You have been selected by the 'pit system'. Please choose whether to bind and become the host of this system?]

There are actually two answer buttons below, one [Yes] and one [No].

Wen Jing blinked her eyes, not knowing what was going on.

However, after thinking about it, her strong curiosity prompted her to reach out and click on the word [yes].

The moment your hand touches the word [yes], the sky spins...

Wen Jing felt as if she was in a dark hole.

Then, fainted.

When I woke up again, I was already sleeping in an unknown room.

The room is still a bit big.

She scanned the room for a week, and found that the decoration style was quite simple.

That's weird, where is this?

While she was thinking about it, a middle-aged woman came in with a basin of clear water. Seeing her wake up, she was overjoyed: "Jing'er, are you awake?"

The author has something to say: Xinwen Xinkeng, everyone loves the warmth, I love you (づ￣3￣)づ╭?~~

Chapter 2

Jinger?

Who are you?

Am I familiar with you? It's just so affectionate.

Wen Jing lay on the bed and blinked.

"Jing'er, what's wrong with you? Don't know your aunt anymore?"

As if responding to Wen Jing's doubts, the middle-aged woman clarified her identity with rhetorical questions.

However, Wen Jing still didn't understand.

Ma'am? What the hell?

Where is this? What is the current situation?

At this moment, another female voice came from outside: "Is my son awake? Is my son awake?"

While speaking, the voice got closer and closer, and it was about to open the door and enter the house.

The woman who claimed to be aunt hurriedly put the water basin on a shelf and went out.

Wen Jing stared at the shelf in a daze: it was a wooden shelf, the tall one was divided into two parts, the lower part was a wide five-legged shelf, and the upper part was narrow like a board, carved with delicate patterns, as tall as a person. There is also a bronze mirror embedded in the place where people stand in front of it, just enough to see their faces.And the basin is on the shelf.

Tsk tsk, this should be the legendary washing stand, right?

As a writer, someone is still very responsible for his own words.She said that she would rather stop updating than hydrology.This is not all excuses.

For so many years, even if she cheats her, she always has so many followers, which has nothing to do with the quality of the text.

Her articles are notoriously high-quality, not only good-looking, but also bug-free.Even the most critical critics cannot find the principled mistakes in her article.

And as a person who wrote 99 (pit) essays, she naturally dabbled in ancient essays.

Then, she has really made up for the relevant ancient knowledge.

Therefore, she still recognizes this ancient wash stand.

Even, with her superficial eyesight, she could vaguely judge that the material of the washing rack is not cheap.Coupled with the low-key luxury of its shape, it should be top-notch.It's just that it's a bit out of tune with the poor and white furnishings in this room.

Um, where the hell is this? A reality trick show?

if not……

That's a big problem.

The author of a certain pit text who was used to time travel suddenly felt a little hairy.

And the aunt seemed to be stopping people after she went out: "Jing'er just woke up and her body hasn't recovered yet, so don't go in yet. I'll let him see you when he gets better."

Although the words were tactful, the person who was stopped was still angry: "What do you mean? My son is sick, why can't I go in and see?"

"I didn't say you can't go in. What I mean is that he just woke up and hasn't recovered well, so he's not fit to see people. I'll let him see you after he gets better in two days."

"Jing'er is my son, why did you ask him to visit me?! I'll go in and see my own sick son, can't I?"

……

The two people outside were still arguing, but Wen Jing couldn't listen at all.

Her head has completely exploded--son, son?!

Omg you don't make such jokes!!

She is clearly a woman! How could she be a son?

Subconsciously, she held down a certain part of herself with her hand----

[-]. Ma, Ping, Chuan!

Oh my god, I really turned into a man!

Wen Jing rolled her eyes and passed out again.

This stimulation is really too great.

The moment she fainted, she heard a voice: "Hello, I am Keng System, and I am very happy to serve you."

Pit system?

Wen Jing remembered the black dialog box displayed on the computer before.

Realize it's not good.

"That... tell your story."

Let's listen to the popular science first.

At least know all the ins and outs.

"Yes." The pit system began to tell obediently, "I am No. 007 of the pit system, and I am responsible for binding the authors of the pit texts, and helping them cure the problems of the pit texts."

Concise and concise.

Wen Jing heard that it didn't mean to continue, speechless: "It's over?"

"Well, it's over."