I'm just a little white face who doesn't need to fight

Chapter 167 Yellow Writer
Shao Yaoyao doesn't want to hear anything about Chuhe anymore, and now she worships her idol Chu Xiaohe wholeheartedly!
"Make a movie, the master said that the book has not been finished yet, and they won't sell the copyright of the movie, so we can't make it." Aunt Liu said, and picked up the sugar water again, "Come on, drink the sugar water before going to bed."

Shao Yaoyao pursed her lips and shook her head: "Don't drink."

"You girl, hey, it seems that the little conch prince has become your demon. Nietzsche said that love is disgusting, miss, you have to think about it, how old you are, why do you still suffer from love?" Aunt Liu Inexplicably sighed.

Shao Yaoyao kicked the quilt: "No, I'm going to sleep!"

Aunt Liu said no more, shook her head and went out, then poured the sugar water into a disposable bowl for packaging.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Minghao Bieyuan was completely silent.

Aunt Liu held the sugar water in one hand and carried the other behind her waist, and began to patrol the yard.After looking left and right and seeing no one, she sneakily knocked on the wall at the corner of the yard.

Immediately, an uncle climbed up the fence from the outside, and looked around: "Sister Liu, are you going to dance tonight?"

This uncle is Uncle Wang, with light in his eyes, staring at Aunt Liu without blinking.

"What are you jumping on? The lady is back, I can't play anymore, you don't come here anymore, hurry up and get out." Aunt Liu handed over the sugar water, "Eat."

Uncle Wang smiled, took the sugar water and took the opportunity to touch Aunt Liu's jade hand: "Nietzsche said that love is intoxicating, and it really is."

"Damn ghost, get out of here, I hate it!"

Longding Bay, it's late at night.

Chuhe was playing the erhu, but when he heard Su Muyan screaming, this guy was still doing the live broadcast. Didn't she agree to write a book and exercise at night?
Chuhe went over to take a look. Su Muyan stepped on the chair with one foot, his face was full of lard, and he had already entered the realm of the king of playing games.

Chuhe patted the door: "Hey, God didn't give birth to you, little smoke meow, insist on exercising for three seconds?"

Su Mu didn't turn back his cigarette butt: "This is the last time, really the last time!"

"There's a stench in the air." Chu He slapped him with his hand to scare him deliberately.

Su Muyan paused, panicked and angry: "I don't stink!"

Chuhe snorted and went to take a bath, you can smell whatever you want.

After soaking for less than 3 minutes, Su Muyan ran out in a hurry. She still couldn't fall down, she cared too much about her body fragrance.

"I'm not going to broadcast live anymore, you really hate me!" Su Muyan cursed, went to the beach for a run, and then jumped into the water after the run, splashing the Chu River again.

Chu He wiped his face, looked at the angry Su Muyan and asked, "How is your light novel?"

As soon as light novels were mentioned, Su Muyan got excited and showed off triumphantly: "I released it yesterday, and now I have three collections. Besides my own collection, there are two more."

Oh awesome.

"Would you like me to take a look for you?" Chu He suggested again, he was quite curious about what Su Muyan wrote.

"No, I'm going to be very angry, just wait." Su Muyan was so arrogant that she ran into the house after taking a bath without wiping the water.

Chuhe had to follow her to wipe her body, otherwise this guy would dare to go to the music room just like that.

After tossing around for a while, Su Muyan changed into a bathrobe, sat down in the music room, and excitedly logged into the light novel website.

Chuhe watched from behind, but Su Muyan didn't care. He went to the website to read his book, but...it was empty.

"My book!" Su Muyan was stunned, and then found the letter in the station, she clicked on it, half dead with anger.

"Dear author, your work "What should I do about the cute me coveted by my perverted brother" involves pornography, violence, etc., and has been blocked by the website. Please modify it and upload it again, thank you."

Chuhe almost died laughing.

Su Muyan's eyes widened and her face turned red. She patted the table and was furious: "Damn it! How dare you block me? I want to buy this website, I'm so mad!"

Chuhe died laughing directly.

Su Muyan was furious and wronged Bala again, then glared at Chuhe and shouted, "It's all your fault, you pervert!"

"Huh?" Chu He rubbed his chest, don't die laughing, let's talk when he comes back alive.

"It's all your fault that you peeked at me taking a shower, stole my white silk, and always fantasized about that me, which caused the book to be blocked!"

ha?
Sister, you have to be conscientious in life!

Chuhe squinted: "Could it be that you wrote these things in the book?"

"Can't you!"

You deserve to be banned, you are no longer testing the edge of 404, but plunged into the abyss of 404, can't you write clear hydrology?Not pure at all!
"Turn back and be the shore, benefactor, Amitabha." Chu He clasped his hands together, and the monks did not speak yellow words.

Su Muyan scratched her hair angrily, then opened the document and started to write again.

Chu He was funny, and gave me a suggestion: "It's best to write about the height of the elder brother in the heroine, so that readers can substitute. Think about it, if a girl reads your book and sees that her elder brother is so perverted, would she still want to read it? ?”

Su Muyan was startled, and thoughtfully said: "It makes sense, but writing like this doesn't suit your style, you are a pervert."

???

"You fucking meow... Perverts also depend on the occasion. You have to write that kind of sense of hierarchy. For example, at night, my brother will cover you with a quilt. It's so warm, but I accidentally saw your thighs, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous." Get up, but you can only be ambiguous, so as to catch the readers' attention." Chu He gave comments word by word.

Su Muyan's eyes lit up: "So it's like this, I understand, I want to catch the reader's Ji'er!"

No one will rest assured that you will be caught.

"I'm going to start writing, don't stand here and disturb me." Su Muyan started to chase people away, quite particular.

Chu He pouted and said goodbye.

That night, Su Muyan was quiet again, and Chuhe didn't hear anything until he fell asleep.

The next day he got up and saw that there was no one in the music room, nor on the second floor, and Su Muyan was gone!
Chuhe thought about it for a while, then ran to the gym to have a look, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Su Muyan lay on the floor of the gym and fell asleep. The treadmill in front of her was still running, and it had been running all night.

You are a real bully!

Chuhe had nothing to say, and went to pick up Su Muyan, but Su Muyan woke up suddenly.

"Pervert, what do you want?" Su Muyan immediately clutched her chest tightly.

"It's time to play, wake up." Chu He patted her on the head, she blinked, and immediately ran to the music room.

"I uploaded it again last night, let's see how many favorites I have!" Su Muyan was very excited.

As a result, I saw zero favorites.

Su Muyan immediately fell back paralyzed, feeling hopeless for life.

Chuhe couldn't help laughing: "Writing a book must endure loneliness, how can you be so impatient."

"Is this God's test for me? Let's forget about self-destruction."

"There's no more cucumbers."

(2901 are ordered)

(End of this chapter)