"Coding words??"

Hearing Mo Nanbei's reply, Li Ziqian was shocked. After repeating what Mo Nanbei said, he asked Mo Nanbei back,

"You know how to code?"

Mo Nanbei:?

Why does this person look like she is idle all day long and only knows how to play games and doesn’t know how to write?

Is Mo Nanbei like this?

How could Li Ziqian understand her based on her shortness?

Can she be the same as Li Ziqian?

How is that possible?

So she asked Li Ziqian in a rhetorical tone,

"Clam? Why don't I know how to code?"

Li Ziqian:?

Does this person have any misunderstandings about himself?

If her hand speed was not that much faster than ordinary people, wouldn’t it be a slutty fish boy to take the time she usually used to write with the hand speed of ordinary people?

It is true that fast hand speed is a talent, and high efficiency can indeed give you more time to enjoy yourself in your life.

but,

This cannot be used to prove that she, Mo Nanbei, is a diligent and slogan!

And most importantly,

"You touched your conscience and said, are you usually asking me to play games??"

"Ha." Mo Nanbei sneered as he listened to Li Ziqian's question.

Even though Li Ziqian knew that she couldn't see what she was doing, she still raised her left hand and put it on her big conscience.

"It's no, right? I'm touching my conscience and telling you, I usually ask you to play games very frequently? Am I not diligent in typing?"

After two remarks, I asked the words, "I don't have a red face and my heart will not be beaten."

"When you say this, does your conscience hurt?"

"How could it be? Not only does it not hurt, but it is also very lively! And it feels so good."

Mo Nanbei, who had said it was easy for a moment, was idle and groping for his conscience while expressing his thoughts.

Li Ziqian:...

"Grass."

After cursing for a few words, he spoke to Mo Nanbei and continued,

"Experts suggest that next time you work with conscience, find a fair, just, honest and upright person, so as not to let villains like you talk lies all day long."

"ha?"

"Did you not wake up or I not wake up?" Mo Nanbei, who had completely understood what Li Ziqian was saying explicitly, asked Li Ziqian back.

"That must be because you haven't woken up, you've got your ears in your back."

"Damn it."

"God is so fair and just, honest and upright. If you are shameless, I am shameless."

I was too lazy to continue to "waste my words" with Mo Nanbei on this matter, and he could not touch Mo Nanbei's conscience now, so Li Ziqian suddenly changed his tone and said to Mo Nanbei seriously.

"What a damn thing? Why are you talking so much nonsense? You can't write anymore?"

His tone seemed to be like he had always wanted to write before but was blocked by Mo Nanbei.

Mo Nanbei:?

Why is this person so skilled in this kind of counter-attack and turning against each other?

What a joke?

Should he think about it carefully, who "seduced" first to play games?

If he doesn't remember, she doesn't mind being a master of review.

She remembers such minor matters very clearly!

It was Li Ziqian who first posted screenshots of the game and the so-called exciting highlights?

Oh!

If Li Ziqian hadn't sent these things first to damage her Taoist heart, she would have been playing as a god for three days a day.

After snorting, rolling his eyes again, Mo Nanbei pouted and responded to Li Ziqian,

"Write it, whoever doesn't write is the grandson!"

"Do you think I'm like you?"

"Ha! Don't be so happy! Let's go! Let's write now! I'm in a bad mood today! Write his mother 20,000 words!"

Li Ziqian:?

Twenty thousand words?

This person is really brave enough to say it.

"It's really 20,000?" He confirmed to Mo Nanbei.

"It's really 20,000!" Mo Nanbei affirmed.

"It's so bold!"

"That's not, after all, who said I was your father!"

Why do you always have a son who wants to be a father?

"I am your father." Li Ziqian responded.

"Tsk."

Mo Nanbei was shocked, expressed her displeasure, and continued to ask Li Ziqian.

“Who booked the room?”

"You open."

"Okay, how many words are there?" Mo Nanbei asked Li Ziqian.

"Twenty thousand? Didn't you say you wanted to write 20,000 words?"

"Twenty thousand directly? Not ten thousand or ten thousand?"

"No, just 20,000."

Twenty thousand directly?

Look at what this person said.

It was as if the room was broken by him.

I really bid, but I don't have money, right???

Thinking of this, Mo Nanbei mocked Li Ziqian,

"Haha, it's quite generous. Don't you be a hang-up cub in there, right?"

yes?

It’s not that I want to write 20,000.

but.

As a human being, isn’t it a basic fucking to say one thing and do another?

So he said to Mo Nanbei,

"Just kidding, I will write as much as you write today."

"Yeah, I believe it."

"Stop talking nonsense, drive quickly, and go and invite people after driving."

"Tsk."

About half a minute later, Mo Nanbei sent his code invitation link in the Riwan Code Group, the keypad, and the shrimp group.

[Mao Nanbei: Don’t want to code the words o3o invites you to spell the orange melon, goal: 20,000 words, room number: full of interest]

The group of people in the Riwan Group was tagged, and the group of shrimps and shrimps were tagged with some good brothers who often wrote together.

Of course, these good brothers must include the casual shrimp that jumped to the flying yesterday.

Sure enough, the shrimp came out again as soon as it was ticked.
To be continued...