"What are you going to write?" My cousin was a little confused.
"Some settings in novels! On this dark and windy night, I suddenly had an inspiration. This time, it must be a hit, a hit that can make me a platinum god!"
Wang Hao is still thinking about the plot of "Xanadu".
"Huh? Are you going to become a great god again? How many times?" A gloating smile appeared on Han Xiaoyue's face. Due to years of fighting on the street, Wang Hao could often be heard crying and howling in front of the computer, "Why?
No one reads it, why, my writing is obviously very good!"
It's just a pity that even the luck of the koi cannot force the writing to become better, nor can it increase the number of readers.
The failure to write a novel may be the biggest setback that Lao Wang has ever suffered in his life.
"Ahem... This time the theme is changed to Cthulhu, which may make it more popular." Wang Hao was very cheeky and looked at the girl in front of him with the corner of his eye.
As expected, astringency is a universal life-saving medicine. The loose pajamas just cover up the fatness, but the round legs cannot be covered up. The panic just now seems to have turned into a large-scale evil scene.
Wang Hao discovered a fact!
Yes, even if there is a ghost in the house, the cousin should be the first to die!
I am a koi, there is no way I will die first.
"The pen is on the desk, use it yourself."
Han Xiaoyue noticed Wang Hao's evil gaze, pulled her pajamas, took a few steps back and crawled back to the bed, covering herself tightly with the quilt.
But she said without mercy: "You don't even have a pen and paper after graduation. You are really degenerate. Can a person who doesn't even have a pen at home be considered a cultural person?"
Wang Hao walked into her room cautiously and explained: "Don't talk about me. After graduation, many people don't have paper and pen at home. You will be the same in the future."
"Degeneration is a slow and long-lasting process, and entropy is eternal. There are very few people who can restrain their desires and take care of themselves."
"I will not degenerate, never will. I will study hard, make progress every day, and live a good life every day." Han Xiaoyue muttered something on the bed, "After all, if I don't take it seriously, I will..."
"What will it be?"
"How can a successful person like you understand the troubles of ordinary people?"
Wang Hao suddenly discovered that his cousin was actually reading a thick paper book.
No matter how thick-skinned he was, he was instantly ashamed.
Look at people’s nightlife, it’s night reading, it’s a world famous book!
My nightlife consists of playing games and scaring myself like an idiot.
It is also a nine-year compulsory education, but why is the gap between people so big?
But when he saw the title of the book, Wang Hao's eyes lit up and he immediately became angry, because the name of the book was - "The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me".
His shameless energy soon kicked in.
He imitated Han Xiaoyue's tone and said: "If a female high school student is reading this, you are really depraved. The college entrance examination will be in two months, honey."
"Oh, I understand. Now that I'm in college, I can fall in love openly, so I started to fantasize about the domineering president falling in love with me, hum."
"Today's young people."
Han Xiaoyue immediately put away the book and put it under her pillow.
Her thick skin cannot be compared with Wang Hao's. Her round and pretty oval face turned red, and she kept scratching the quilt with her fingers: "I didn't look at it, it belongs to a classmate! It was borrowed by a classmate from the library and is temporarily kept by me.
here!"
"Oh, oh, I didn't look at it. It belongs to a classmate. I have a classmate. I have many classmates. I have countless classmates." Wang Hao mocked perfunctorily with an obvious disbelief.
"What I mean is, can you look at some mature works, instead of historical illusionism, not consistent with adult logic, pursuit of getting something for nothing, worshiping money, inexplicably pouring coffee on people, and then imagining that a domineering president falls in love with me?"
"
"Do you know what a real bully looks like?"
"What... have you seen it before?" Han Xiaoyue felt her whole body burning with shame.
"Of course I've seen it: AI is just a phlegm, plum is no big deal, the chance of winning is low, why worry about impotence, it's just a blister, there will be no medicine next time. This is the life of a truly domineering CEO.
"
"Don't think I don't understand the meaning of these words!" She glared fiercely, feeling a little frustrated.
Wang Hao felt happy in his heart and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "It's really awesome now, I even know these terms."
"But it's okay... If you are short of money, I will transfer the money to you now, don't learn from me."
Han Xiaoyue remained silent, this guy is too cheap.
I can only use the word "mean maid" to describe her!
But a poor person like her who relies on others, is thin-skinned but has a rough life, it is impossible to make a noise with the "mean maid", and if she resists rashly, she will only be insulted.
She understands this very well. Only by using force can the damn "low maid" run away with her head in her arms!
It's a pity that she is wearing pajamas now and it is not convenient to move around. Using force will only make the "bastard servant" happier, and maybe she will scream with joy.
Wang Hao found that his cousin was a little angry, so he stopped teasing her. It was just a joke, and he felt very happy.
"Look, look, there is nothing to be ashamed of. Just distinguish between reality and fiction."
"snort!!"
He sat quietly on the chair and began to sort out the clues collected in the first week of "Xanadu".
"Grandma, mirror, neighbor, Biaozi, Biaozi's skin, paper man, tortilla, last child", and "mother" who finally appeared in the diary.
He listed all the clues one by one.
These clues are very messy, and at first glance there is no breakthrough at all, forming a thick fog that completely obscures the truth.
Wang Hao frowned, thinking hard, and divided it piece by piece.
The first question is, is grandma just?
Based on all the clues, grandma is not absolutely righteous, because the neighbor claimed - "Grandma wants to kill herself"!
And the existence of the "previous child" may...also show that grandma is not absolutely righteous.
Of course, this idea is not necessarily true. The last child was killed by himself, not directly by his grandmother.
"Grandma may be looking for qualified children one after another for a special purpose. Whether this purpose is just is not yet clear."
"But at least, the rules given by grandma are generally correct. If you strictly abide by grandma's rules, if nothing happens, it shouldn't be a problem to survive seven days."
"Grandma has no reason to deliberately kill my brother and I while we were out. There is no need."
