Acg Male Lead is My Trumpet

Ashley Ohno licked her pink lips, and swept over Bai Fan's lower body aggressively.

"...Let's not talk about how messy the relationship in your circle is..."

Okano Ryoko rubbed her temples.

"Let's talk about work, let's finish all the work first, and then talk about other things."

"Fufufu, I can't wait to see the opening of the Shura field."

Ashley Ohno glanced around and answered casually.

Then, her eyes lit up as if she had discovered a new continent.

"Teacher Bai Fan, is it possible that the screen on your computer is the original manuscript of "Between the Dolls"? Are you writing?"

"Yes, I am an author who writes with my soul, thinking about writing almost all the time."

Bai Fan spoke boldly and handed over the barley tea at the same time.

"is it?"

Ashley Ohno blinked and pointed to his computer screen.

"But why is your computer screen still blank?"

"Oh--"

Bai Fan dragged his voice on purpose, he cast a sideways glance at this deliberately disruptive BBA, and said in a regretful tone.

"I'm really sorry, the novel written on my computer screen can only be seen by young people under the age of [-], middle-aged people can see it, and the elderly over the age of [-] can't see-ah... Ohno Miss, can't you see it?"

He looked up, dazed.

"But Ms. Ono looks like she's only fifteen years old at most."

The invisible sword of words, with blood on it, ruthlessly pierced into Ono Ashley's chest.

Your white brother is still your white brother——

(About opening the bounty - in fact, Meijiu has always maintained the basic update, and there will be a small explosion on Monday. If you want to open the bounty, the previous chapters can indeed bring me a lot of benefits, but sister I don’t want to live a life where rewards are still offered! If I really want to talk about rewards or something, I can get them without money, but I just don’t want to open them, it’s meaningless——)

(This paragraph does not count for words.)

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Bai Fan's words were like an invisible sword, piercing Ashley Ohno's chest.

She covered her chest, the corners of her mouth trembled, and she raised her eyes with difficulty.

"Ahaha... Teacher Bai Fan really likes to joke. I did see the original content of "Between the Dolls". Maybe you are a celebrity in the universe now."

This little BBA girl spoke with thorns, and she did not express any emotion to Bai Fan's sarcasm.

only--

"Well. That's it."

Bai Fan nodded and admitted without hesitation.

"?????"

Ashley Ohno was startled.

Doesn't Bai Fan have a bit of Chinese humility?

"You're telling the truth, why should I be humble? You just told the truth and didn't praise me at all."

Bai Fan waved his hand indifferently, then pointed at himself, and said seriously.

"Please call me——Bai·Universe No. 1·Game Designer·Famous Horror Novelist·Creator of Humanoid Spirit Opium·Fan."

What Bai Fan said was indeed the truth.

These are the original words of Naiyazi.

After all, Bai Fan is now also a cosmic celebrity, the real mentor of the entertainment of the cosmic people.

"Unfortunately, I still can't turn around for you."

Bai Fan muttered to himself softly and sighed at the same time.

"...Let's talk about work."

Yoshiko Okano obviously also saw the blank space on Bai Fan's computer screen, with a livid face, she asked Ashley Ohno to sit down.

"Teacher Bai Fan, we are here this time to tell you about the tax refund of manuscript fees some time ago."

money!

"Don't talk about such vulgar things as money at a time like this."

Bai Fan happily sat down, pulling Okano Yoshiko to sit down too——

"So what happened to my money? Is the tax refund much?"

"Hee hee hee hee - how can there be few tax accountants with my profession? Mr. Bai Fan, are you questioning my professionalism?"

Ashley Ohno braced her chin.

"Indeed, as Ms. Ono Ashley said, the tax refund countermeasures are very successful, and your manuscript tax refund will be credited to your card soon—"

"Thank you so much."

Bai Fan stood up and held Ryoko Okano's hand.

"To be honest, Liangzi, I'm short of money and I'm going to rob the bank. By the way, can I ask a digression, when will the royalties from my volume arrive?"

"..." Yoshiko Gangano.

You are no longer short of money, are you?It's almost crazy.

Okano Ryoko glanced at Bai Fan's blank computer screen, thinking about his words.

"Originally, the club planned to call Mr. Bai Fan as soon as the royalties were calculated, but because of Mr. Bai Fan's enthusiasm for writing, I personally think that this matter can be suppressed, and we can discuss it after the manuscript of the seventh volume is available."

"Is your company trying to force someone like me to die?!"

Fuck?Volume [-]?Whether the seventh volume can be written or not is the same thing, but you actually have to send me the royalties when the seventh volume is completed?

"Please forgive me, your company is pushing a soul author who uses electricity to make love to a corner."

"Teacher Bai Fan's behavior is also forcing us to die. Today is July [-]th, and it has been nearly half a month since the sixth volume was released, but your progress—"

Yoshiko Okano smiled.

"You don't seem to have a problem with your thinking, but you really plan to be a pigeon."

"Nonsense! When did I pigeonhole you? Nonsense, you will be responsible for this in the future."

Bai Fan's face was neither red nor his heart was beating.

Seeing Bai Fan spread out his palms, his face was full of 'You keep asking me to write essays, how should I write? ' expression, Okano Yoshiko also sighed heavily.

"...Can't you let me save some time, Teacher Bai Fan?"

"Why don't you go on a trip again?"

She suddenly looked at Bai Fan with hopeful eyes.

"travel...?"

"That's right, it was the same last time, and it's the same this time, Mr. Bai Fan, I now believe that you are traveling to collect materials. As long as you travel abroad, you seem to be able to write a particularly good one."

"Uh..."

Bai Fan turned his head in embarrassment.

In fact, he is really fishing for fish when he travels, you can't help but believe it.

But Yoshiko Okano seems to have decided that he is serious about creating.

"emmmmm... another day, another day I will travel and collect materials."

Bai Fan said duplicity, his eyes didn't know where to go.

"The tax refund date for manuscript fees should be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. There will be a text message notification at that time. Teacher Bai Fan must check the balance through online banking. If there is any mistake, please contact me and I will handle it for you."

After receiving Bai Fan's guarantee, Okano Yoshiko did not continue to be aggressive, but just started talking about the tax refund of manuscript fees as a matter of routine.

"In addition, Mr. Bai Fan, the deadline for next month is August [-]st. Considering your actual situation, you can extend it to August [-]rd at most. Please don't forget."

"Ah... um, okay, OK, don't worry, it's ok, don't worry."

Bai Fan used his usual skills again, in a perfunctory manner.

pat-

A fruit knife was slammed into the table in front of Bai Fan, and the sharp blade shone coldly.

"Please! No! To! With! For! Me! Yes! On! On! Play! Laugh!"

How much destructive power can human words have?

Bai Fan said that he already felt it.

I don't know why, but Bai Fan didn't panic in the slightest when facing Yoshiko Okano's eyes that seemed to kill someone...

There is no feeling of a pigeon going to the execution ground at all.

"Then I will bid farewell to Ms. Ono Ashley, and let Teacher Bai Fan concentrate on creating without disturbing her."

Okano Yoshiko bowed to everyone and walked out of the living room first.

"Then I also bid farewell."

Ohno Ashley got up second, and she meaningfully glanced at the girls around, and winked at Bai Fan cutely.

"Teacher Bai Fan, take care of your body—for young people, your body is the most precious asset."

"What you said makes sense, but I'm only eighteen years old now, and I'm still a long way from thirty-three years old."

Bai Fan said with a blank face.

"How do you know—?"