The editor-in-chief is so black-bellied

The outline was finalized, the protagonist's name was changed, and the identity of Prince Longyin was used, and Jin Yuanbao began to code the text.

He wasn't slow to type, but he was slow when typing, because he really didn't know the relationship between the two men very well.

He sat in front of the computer for a whole day, blocked the Q group, even unplugged the network cable directly, wrote and deleted, and finally coded the [-]-word opening chapter of the first Danmei essay in his life.

As soon as Chapter 1 came out, he quickly plugged in the network cable, regardless of the fact that it was already seven o'clock in the evening, the editors who were on duty were off work, and the editors who were not on duty were online, so he directly sent the opening chapter to Zhulong.

[17cm]: Dear, after holding it in for a whole day, I finally released Chapter 1, please take a look!

In the past few days, he has really gotten into the habit of looking for Zhulong for everything, showing off his cuteness, hugging his thighs, and one day he will become a great god.

When Jin Yuanbao sent the message, Zhulong's profile picture was dark, and less than a minute after the message was sent, the profile picture was lit up, but the other party did not reply, it should be that the other party just happened to go online.

He waited for a long time, but there was no reply from the other party. At this moment, his stomach was growling, so he got up and went out to find something to eat.

In the kitchen, Aunt Luo's prepared meals were placed in the pot, but he used the excuse of waiting for his brother to come back together, and went to the refrigerator to look for snacks.

He took a box of ice cream and potato chips, and returned to the computer desktop. At this moment, the head of Candle Dragon lit up on the taskbar.

[Candle Dragon]: Have you published a new competition book on the website?

He tore open the potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth before he replied two words: no.Then he lifted the ice cream lid and took a sip.

[Candle Dragon]: Waiting for me to open the hole for you?

[17 cm]: /呲牙, no, it was presented to you as soon as it came out of the oven, and I let you read it before publishing it.

[Candle Dragon]: Go create a new book, and remember to add the entry tag.

Seeing this, Jin Yuanbao pushed the potato chips and ice cream aside, and tapped on the keyboard in disbelief.

[17 cm]: Is there any problem with the text?do not need to change?

This one-time rashness flattered him who had changed his text no less than ten times!

[Zhulong]: The writing is much better than before, so I won’t revise it for the time being, but first read the first [-] characters and then see the overall effect.

After changing the text no less than ten times, and finally getting approval, Jin Yuanbao was so excited that he probably wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

He took another big mouthful of ice cream and stuffed it into his mouth, typing a few words to meet the other party.

[17 cm] Hmm, what should I choose as the title of the book?

[Candle Dragon]: Think for yourself!

"Hmm..." Jin Yuanbao grabbed the potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth while thinking; a book title suddenly flashed through his mind, and he immediately threw the potato chips aside and sent the book title to the other party.

[17 cm]: The wish of the bamboo horse of rebirth?

[Candle Dragon]: Sinful love.

【17 cm】

[Candle Dragon]: The title of the book should be "Sinful Love".

Gold ingot:

Didn't you say you want to?

[17cm]: The title of this book is not directly related to my content, is it?

Although it is assumed that the younger brother murdered the older brother, the younger brother's soul is guilty, but he is already dead!

[Candle Dragon]: In the name of the topic, make a follow-up emotional tipping point.

【17 cm】

Why is my article, I don't know what emotion he wants to express?

[Candle Dragon]: Three thousand characters for a day?

Seeing this, Jin Yuanbao had the illusion of being ridiculed, and he took another bite of ice cream before replying to the other party.

[17cm]: Ahem, yes.

[Candle Dragon]: The speed is too slow.

Gold ingot:

[17cm]: This is my first time writing a Tanmei article!At least there must be a psychological adaptation period!

[17 cm]: You are a big man, don't you feel disgusted after reading such a text?

After Jin Yuanbao happened, he felt that he was talking nonsense, why did he forget that it was this guy who asked him to write about Tanmei?

[Candle Dragon]: Are you going to write a bed scene for me?

bed scene?Damn, I was still thinking about writing the kiss scene, but I just jumped on the bed!

Jin Yuanbao was about to reject the other party, when suddenly there was a pain in his stomach, and he broke out in a cold sweat. He covered his stomach with his hands and curled up.

After nearly 10 minutes, he felt the pain eased a little, and then he tapped the keyboard to reply to the other party.

[17 cm] ㄒo ㄒ) Suddenly my stomach hurts.

[Candle Dragon]: Did you eat the wrong thing?

Jin Yuanbao glanced at the two-thirds of ice cream that had been eaten, and replied: I just ate ice cream.

As soon as he sent the message, another wave of pain came over him. He covered his stomach with one hand while typing on the keyboard with difficulty with the other.

[17 cm]: No, it hurts so much, I'll go to bed and lie down, the new book will be opened tomorrow...

After the message was sent, he wanted to get up, but he couldn't even straighten his back because of the stomachache, so he had to lie on the computer desk, and then saw the other party's reply.

[Candle Dragon]: Find your neighbor and take you to the hospital!

This idea is very good, but the problem now is that he is in so much pain that he can't even get up!

He freed one hand, touched the phone, and called Jin Gan.

The call was connected quickly, and he was in so much pain that he could even speak with a crying sound. Jin Gan on the other end of the phone listened, his heart sank immediately, and he asked anxiously: "Xiaobao, what's wrong with you? What happened? What's wrong?"

After Jin Yuanbao turned on the loudspeaker, he covered his stomach with his hands again, and said with difficulty: "Stomach hurts, it hurts..."

"where are you now?"

"in the room……"

"Hold up, I'll ask Long Yin if he's at home and ask him to come and see you." Jin Gan comforted, "I'm on my way back now, but today Friday, there is some traffic jam, so I'll hurry back as soon as possible."

Jin Yuanbao answered, Jin Qian hung up the phone, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet, only the heart-wrenching pain in his stomach made him break out in a cold sweat.

After what seemed like a century, he finally heard movement in the living room, and then his door was pushed open.

"Brother..." Jin Yuanbao turned his head with difficulty, and it was Long Yin's figure that caught his eyes, and he called out with a crying voice, "Brother Long Yin, woo...

"What junk food did you eat?" Long Yin walked to him in two or three steps, glanced at the snacks on the computer table, and then at Jin Yuanbao who was curled up. His lips were so painful that his bangs were covered with cold sweat. Wet and stuck to the forehead, it looks so pitiful and pitiful.

"Ice, ice cream..." Jin Yuanbao stretched out one hand feebly to grab Long Yin's trousers, and said, "I can't do it... It feels like giving birth..."

Long Yin:

Still in the mood for a joke at this time.

Without saying a word, he bent down, picked up Jin Yuanbao horizontally, and then turned and went out.

Jin Yuanbao curled up in his arms, and smelled the faint scent of the other person, a fragrance similar to lemon.

In the community where they live, there is a private clinic. No one knows how good the medical skills are. It is only heard that the doctor's real money does not come from his clinic.

Long Yin was hugging the man, Jin Yuanbao was in pain as if he was about to give birth to a child, he naturally looked for the nearest, followed the signs of the community, hugged the man in his arms and walked towards the clinic.

Jin Yuanbao put his face on Long Yin's chest. The stomachache was a pain, but it was not so painful that he didn't even feel it. Seeing that he was going to the clinic, he pulled Long Yin's clothes and said weakly: "I Don't go to this clinic... They say he doesn't make money from his medical skills... I'm afraid that after I go, my parents will never see me again!"

"I'm going to die, and I don't care how other people make money." Long Yin's pace didn't slow down, he turned a corner, saw the clinic with its door open, walked in with strides, and put him on the hospital bed.

"What's the matter? The pain is so bad, miscarriage?" The doctor who followed after entering the door looked at the shrimp-shaped Jin Yuanbao lying on the bed and asked.

"Yaoya, I'm a man!" Jin Yuanbao said through gritted teeth.

"I still have the strength to speak, it seems that I won't die." Seeing this, Long Yin said lightly, and then said to the doctor, "He ate some junk food and his stomach hurts."

"Well, let's take some stomach medicine first and take it easy!" The doctor said casually, and then glanced at Long Yin, it was okay if he didn't look at it, but when he saw it, he was stunned, and then called: "Master!? "