Since the morning, Zhuo Jiu has been a little restless.

For this reason, he missed five potential customers and countless beautiful women passing by the cart.

And he was forced to stop his exploration of which one is king, black silk or white silk...

Although he has always been a staunch fan of black silk stockings, but recently he has inexplicably felt that white silk stockings are pretty good too.

The grille of the cart gave him the best cover. Even when he was "appreciating" it, he was extremely aboveboard.

However, everything changed completely after a phone call with French fries.

At this time, Zhuo Jiu felt a little complicated:

Mainly because he deceived a rookie who had just entered the industry (at least that's what he thought), and deceived him into giving such a high guarantee... He was not sure whether this would hit the fragile heart of a new editor, and if that was the case

Tiao was frustrated because of this, and then left the Internet literary circle, then Zhuo Jiuke was really guilty!

However, what he was more worried about was the guarantee promised by the French fries... At least, for a has-been unknown writer like him, thirty words per thousand words was really a lot.

"There's no way he's going to fight me to the death because of this!" Thinking of this, Zhuo Jiu couldn't help but worry about gain and loss again, "If he is really determined to regret it, it seems there's nothing I can do against him, right? After all...

I have no evidence either!”

Zhuo Jiu couldn't help but feel annoyed as to why there was no recording at that time.

However, he looked at the brick-like Nuojiya old machine in his hand and could only helplessly shake his head.

Everything in Star City in the early sunshine was so beautiful. But his mood never got better.

He could only flip through the phone in his hand unconsciously, as if waiting for something... It's just that the time passed by was really a bit slow!

Time passes quietly.

Suddenly, the phone screen that had been silent for a long time suddenly lit up, and in the status bar at the top of the screen, a penguin-like logo appeared... Someone sent him a message through Penguin.

And on his mobile phone, except for the relevant staff of Chicheng, he has not added anyone else.

The result is clear!

"Could it be..." Zhuo Jiu's eyes froze, and he suddenly woke up and hurriedly unlocked his phone.

It was an invitation from Fries to join the group.

There is a note written by him at the back: "After Master Zhuo Jiu gives me your outline, I will arrange for the contract department to draw up the relevant contracts, but I still invite you to join the group first."

His humble tone and sincere words instantly made Zhuo Jiu feel refreshed... Moreover, since he could say the above words, it meant that this matter was basically done.

!

"Thirty yuan for a thousand words, cool!"

Zhuo Jiu clenched his fist unconsciously and waved it fiercely in the air a few times. Looking at the sky in Star City, he felt that it was so cute no matter how he looked at it!

However, then his brows frowned tightly again.

In the remarks, there is one very critical condition: that is, what Fries said is that the contract cannot be drawn up until the outline is given.

This also means that if he had not given the outline to Chicheng in advance, then this so-called Thousand Words and Thirty would be nothing but a moon in the water and a flower in the mirror... But the sad thing is that in order to get this guarantee, he

, the cowhide has been blown out, how can it be rounded back now?

Although this French fries doesn't seem to have a very bright mind, people who can become editors have a lot of research on the Internet literature world and the development trends of Internet literature... The so-called pioneering work of the Internet literature genre, and can it

How long to fool him?

Zhuo Jiu knew that he would finally have to take responsibility for the awesomeness he boasted about.

But he had to solve it, otherwise this so-called guarantee would really turn into a cooked duck and fly away. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel pain in his balls again.

"French fries invites you to join the Chicheng fries contracted author group"

Zhuo Jiu was a little hesitant, but it was not a sign of cowardice.

At least he feels that even now he is better than 99% of the French fries.

However, he has some social fears. When he wandered around various websites in the past, he usually only had single-line contact with editors and never joined a group.

But things are different now. If he was still the same Zhuo Jiu as before, he would naturally have the confidence to say to Fries: "I won't join the group. If anything happens, just tell me directly!"

However, he can't do it now. He is like a ruffian who is moved by emotion. He can't even hold the knife in his hand steadily.

After hesitating for a long time, he clicked OK.

…

"Hey, someone new is here again?"

A person with the avatar of a Japanese geisha noticed Zhuo Jiu entering the group for the first time and asked, "Drunken with drunkenness, Qing Yan? This name is not a greasy uncle, but it should be a second-year middle school student with no hair, right?"

"Uncle? Student dog?"

Zhuo Jiu looked at himself subconsciously. It seemed that he, his uncle, and the student dog didn't get along very well, right?

However, he also remembered this person's name: "He Yiba".

Mainly because this person's ID is somewhat different from that of other people in the group.

The comments made by other people in the group were basically book titles and pseudonyms. However, this person did not include a book title, just like Zhuo Jiu at this time.

"If he wasn't a great god, he would be a deadbeat!"

Zhuo Jiu couldn't help but give a definition to the person named He Yiba, but he was more inclined to think that this person was a deadbeat.

Just because she can spot new people joining the group at the first time, and then start joining the group, there is a high probability that she is a rusher, or the kind of person who just joins the group and leads the full attendance.

"Rather than being a writer, why do I feel more like an editor who has nothing to do?" Zhuo Jiu thought secretly, but he did not take the initiative to speak, and continued to hide behind the mobile phone screen and peek at everything in the group.

Just like he was hiding behind the grille and spying on the beautiful women passing by.

"Hey, this black stocking is so cool."

As he was talking, he saw a beautiful woman slowly passing by his cart with enchanting steps. Her long black stocking legs instantly attracted Zhuo Jiu's eyes like a magnet.

As for him, who was no longer burdened, his whole body was obviously starting to become more active, "If the key to this little skirt can be shortened by a few points... tsk tsk!"

Until the woman's figure gradually disappeared at the end of the alley, Zhuo Jiu was still thinking about it, "They say black stockings make your legs look slimmer. The saint will not deceive me!"

Immediately, his face showed a bit of seriousness, "Asshole, the Black Silk Party secretly gained points at this time, the White Silk Party is in danger!"

Therefore, what the first sister said is actually correct. Sometimes our Zhuo Jiuda is actually quite good at middle school.

But at this time, the expression on his face was more complicated. He kept looking towards the entrance of the alley, as if waiting for something to appear.

What he didn't know was that his current expression was as vulgar as it could be.

"Da da da."

Suddenly, a faint sound of small leather shoes treading on the stone road came from afar.

"This sound!"

Zhuo Jiu's face was instantly filled with ecstasy. He quickly lowered his body lower, found an excellent angle, and peered secretly into the distance through the gap in the grille.

Not long after, a flash of dazzling white instantly filled his eyes.

"jk...it's jk..."

Zhuo Jiu felt that his heartbeat could not help but beat a little faster. This feeling... was like the first encounter with his first love, green and astringent, with a little throbbing.

Along with the brisk footsteps, the woman was gradually approaching him.

Zhuo Jiu felt that his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, almost out of control.

His eyes were dull and he murmured, "Looking at it this way, it seems that the white silk stockings look more attractive!"

"If black stockings are a simple and direct temptation, then this white stockings is like a cat lying on your heart, scratching it all the time... It makes me a little unable to extricate myself!"

Zhuo Jiu admitted that at this moment, Bai Si's favorability in his mind was instantly raised to the extreme.

In particular, the "absolute realm" exposed by the miniskirt and stockings made him obsessed, so much so that after a long time, he could not recover from the long aftertaste.

Until...the vibrating sound of his cell phone woke him up again.

"It seems that Mr. Tiao has been working very hard recently and has signed in a new person." In the group, a person named Xinwu Lingxi said.

His book is called "Cultivation of Immortality Is Human and Worldly".

Zhuo Jiu nodded and secretly sentenced him to death... He didn't need to look at this person to know that he was definitely a slut. If this title of the book was popular, Zhuo Jiu would immediately wash his hair while standing on his head.

"New teacher protection fee!" Then, a man named Hualong Zhentian jumped out and said something.

The entire group fell into silence for an instant.

I don't know if it was because of Hualong's words, or because everyone started to get ready, waiting for Zhuo Jiu to hand out the red envelope.

Zhuo Jiu stared coldly at Hualong Zhentian's profile picture and snorted coldly, "You still want me to give out red envelopes, so I'll continue to pretend to be dead and let's see what you do?"

"Am I cold?"

Hua Long's trick might have been very effective in the past, and it did deceive many newcomers... but with Zhuo Jiu, it completely lost its effectiveness.

Zhuo Jiu could imagine how panicked Hua Long was in front of his cell phone at this moment.

"Let me see how you will deal with such a situation!" Zhuo Jiu looked at the phone screen with interest and showed a sneer.

"Big, strong and awesome!" Hualong typed out a few words quickly.

Zhuo Jiu's expression froze for a moment: "What do you mean by being so strong and awesome? Is there really a great person under this little editor?"

"But in the Internet literary world, there seems to be no great god named Da Zhuang? Even... the name is still so crude!"

What he didn't expect was that these words typed by Hua Long reacted like a chain reaction, instantly reactivating the entire group.

"Big, strong and awesome!" Xinwu Lingxi typed out these four words immediately.

"Big, strong and awesome!" The first sister also came out to join in the fun like a corpse.

…

Countless people have typed out these four words one after another, and even the punctuation marks are exactly the same.

Looking at this magical scene in front of him, Zhuo Jiu instantly began to feel uneasy.
Chapter completed!