"Mo Nanbei: I'm tired, I'm going to be busy"

"Mo Nanbei: Thank you for your hard work."

After seeing the news about Mo Nanbei, Li Ziqian did not continue to argue with each other and chat.

But after saying politely to Mo Nanbei, "Thank you for your hard work!", "Good night" and "bye", he withdrew his scribe on the computer.

I habitually cleaned up the background, instinctively double-clicked wegame to open the game, and I was about to enjoy the canyon...

Didi

The message reminds the speaker.

It's not a weekend or a holiday now, and my good brothers are not worthy at all... It's impossible for me to get my phone from my parents' surveillance and ask me to play games and go out for a midnight snack.

So... there is only one truth.

This news was sent by some outrageous dog.

"Mao Nanbei: I don't want to typify and invite you to spell the orange melon, goal: 6000 words, room number: justified"

really.

Li Ziqian curled the corners of his mouth and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was feeling happy for his excellent reasoning.

The time when this spelling invitation was sent was a coincidence.

Whether it was a while earlier or later, he had to go into the room and hang up the phone.

A while ago he was still busy writing scripts, and a while later he entered the canyon and galloped happily.

However... he has written a lot of words today, and he is a little tired. He wants to make trouble. He still has a copy of the manuscript anyway. Even if he works hard to write, he will probably only produce two thousand words.

Tired and tired.

However, no matter how you think about it, you still have to say nonsense.

So he typing on the keyboard a few times and sent out a line of words.

"Qianshan: Why are there only six thousand words?"

The other party is entering...

Perhaps Li Ziqian's question is quite tricky, and it seems that Mao Nanbei and North seem to be sending some long sentences.

"Mao Nanbei: Today is a little busy during the day, and they are dealing with things in the afternoon and evening. They are so exhausted physically and mentally, a little tired, and want to rest. The most important thing is that I haven't had a good sleep recently, and I feel that if I continue like this, I will be against my life."

"Mao Nanbei: I'm just trying to write about six thousand today. It's probably not a big deal, right?"

He probably understood that Mao Nanbei has not had a very satisfactory life recently.

It's not a coincidence, he has been too recently.

Too busy.

It feels like since Mo Nanbei became his deskmate, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

It's ridiculous to not be able to calm down for a moment!

Of course, Li Ziqian definitely can't remember when he complains now, but in fact he himself enjoys this.

Although he understands the collapse of Mao Nanbei and his desire to rest, Li Ziqian is such a person who is easy to talk and can forgive others if he is reasonable?

So he asked Mao Nanbei,

"Qianshan: You are not claiming to have more than ten thousand yuan in daily life?"

"Cat Nanbei:..."

"Cat Nanbei:?"

"Mao Nanbei: Don't be embarrassed."

"Mao Nanbei: My introduction is clearly written, 'One update a day, one update is 6k-1.9w'"

...

Why do this person always show a group of people in strange places?

Can he always do unexpected operations???

"Qianshan: God's very accurate description"

Li Ziqian complained.

"Mao Nanbei: Not bad."

Then, the two of them stopped communicating.

Li Ziqian entered the room to catch fish.

From time to time, I took a look at how many words the cat ranked first in the list, and from time to time, I looked at the "Sutra" with zero words to find some excuses for myself to be confident and fishing.

Six thousand is the amount of updates from others, and it has nothing to do with him, Li Ziqian.

So in the end, he just strictly carried out his tasks, and worked diligently to write two thousand words. Then he turned off the computer peacefully, lay on the bed and swiped his phone to enjoy this hard-won free life.

There are quite a lot of interesting things recently.

What authors do not update the blades sent by readers.

What is the word that is big, you can bear it.

I can only say that there are so many people in this world.

The ability of the corpse-whipping netizens is not that strong.

After finishing the meal today, Li Ziqian put down his cell phone, turned off the light, and closed his eyes.

Today is another day of studying hard and diligently writing!

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Wednesday, March 8, 5:45 am.

When I met Mo Nanbei again at the entrance of Shengjian Shop, Li Ziqian's brain was completely empty.

And Mo Nanbei seems to be the same.

Because after she queued up to settle the bill, she sat opposite her very neatly.

"Hey, I said, are you a little too much?" Seeing this, Li Ziqian knocked on the plate and said to Mo Nanbei with dissatisfaction.

"There's no place." Someone answered with confidence.

"Then...?You must not express it?"

Not to mention paying some protection fees, at least a squeak?

Um???

Just sit here directly?

Are they familiar?

Obviously, Mo Nanbei understood what Li Ziqian wanted to express, but some people had completely lie down and had a sharp edge, and had directly filled their minds with false memories to numb themselves.

In the face of Li Ziqian's tricky and weird question, Mo Nanbei answered this way.

"What does it mean? Didn't we go out together and come together?"

“…”

He probably went out more than two minutes earlier than Mo Nanbei this morning.

He was used to walking through the main entrance of the community, and Mo Nanbei was familiar with the geographical location of this community. She usually walked through the door close to the destination.

For example, today, she should have walked out of the north gate of the community.

Don’t ask him how he knew. If you are curious, just ask the Sakura petals on Mo Nanbei’s body.

He walked past when he got lost at the doorstep.
Chapter completed!