Clouds sagging and rain harvesting...

As she groped and turned on the bedside lamp, she saw that she had already pulled the quilt and covered the proud spring light. Fu Zhengyi was about to tease her, but she saw that there were tears that were about to overflow in her eyes, and she couldn't help but feel very strange.

Although he had accepted it for a long time, Tong Tiantian was still not used to being looked at by him so close. She raised her head embarrassedly and realized that there was exploration in his eyes, and she couldn't help but say aggrievedly. "I feel pain..."

"It hurts? It's not the first time, why does it hurt?"

"you……"

I understood that he was thinking a little bit wronged, Tong Tiantian felt even more aggrieved. She turned her face and pinched a few hairs on the pillow in her hand and showed it to him. "Hey! You pressed my hair just now! Look! They were all broken, so many of them..."

Thinking back to her fierce resistance and excited screams before, Fu Zhengyi understood the reason and felt a little embarrassed. "I thought you were screaming excitedly before..."

"Where do I call..."

Tong Tiantian widened her eyes, but then she said hatefully. "It's true! I would have known this way that I would not have long hair, and I would not have been so hard to exercise..."

"Exercise?" Fu Zhengyi smiled, "No wonder, I thought it was unfamiliar. It turned out that it was really the result of your exercise..."

Tong Tiantian was very tickling and finally grabbed his hand. She smiled for a long time before she recovered. She bared her teeth at him and made a strange face. Then she jumped out of bed with a smile, rolled up the thin quilt, and rushed into the bathroom like a escape.

In Yanjing in June, there were already more men and men. There was only a thin quilt on the bed. Fu Zhengyi was too lazy to wear clothes, so he lit a cigarette and took a few puffs before he thought that he should take a good look at the house she rented, so he turned on all the lights.

The room is not large in size, but it is cleverly divided into a livable room. It not only has an independent kitchen, but also a terrace with a view of Jingshan Park.

The yoga blanket in the living room is spread on the floor, and there are several boxes of Zhang Huilan's yoga classes on the TV. A Milan is blooming, and the faint fragrance of flowers is permeating the living room.

There are several thick recipes on the stove. The notebook next to it records cooking skills and her experience. Obviously, she is not only practicing yoga, but also learning to cook...

After taking the shower, he tiptoed out of the bathroom. When Tong Tiantian saw that he was holding the recipe, she stood naked in the kitchen. But she couldn't help but cover her eyes and screamed. "Ah! Why don't you wear clothes..."

"I want to take a shower, too," Fu Zhengyi turned his face and saw that she had put on her shirt. There was no gap between her intoxicating legs, so he walked over and said. "Besides, unless someone stayed in Jingshan and peeped with a high-power telescope in the middle of the night, why should I be afraid? Could it be that Chongzhen could still jump out and scare people?"

Tong Tiantian shivered, pressed his shoulders, and pushed him into the bathroom. "Don't talk nonsense! What are you talking about Chongzhen in the middle of the night? You want to scare me to death..."

"Huh? Do you still know who Chongzhen is?"

"Of course! Those pens dare to write anything. I am chasing a historical novel that traveled to the Ming Dynasty these days and wanted to save Chongzhen. Do you think I can't understand that history..."

After opening the valve and starting to flush it, Fu Zhengyi saw her standing at the door with her back on her back and said strangely. "If you want to come in, come in, but you only have a shower here. It is not very likely that you want to play with the water..."

"Ph! Shameless..."

Seeing her spitting, but still standing still, Fu Zhengyi couldn't help but become more and more surprised. "What? Do you want me to pull you in?"

"I don't want it!"

After a angrily voice, Tong Tiantian turned around curiously, but saw that he had arrived behind him. He was frightened and screamed "ah" and rolled onto the bed, and wrapped himself up with the thin quilt.

"What's wrong? I was shocked in the middle of the night?"

"You, you want to scare me to death..."

Hearing her voice was still trembling, her body wrapped in the thin quilt seemed to be trembling. Fu Zhengyi finally lifted the thin quilt, and then he realized that she was really frightened. He quickly hugged her in his arms and asked what was going on?

He pressed his cheek against his chest, and Tong Tiantian said, "Isn't someone writing a ghost story? What's wrong with writing? I have to write a ghost, ghost, etc., but it's strange. The more I'm afraid, the more I want to read it. The more I read it, the more I'm afraid. So far, I only dare to read that book at noon..."

"As for it? Isn't it just a ghost story?"

"The problem is that it is written about what happened in Yanjing, such as Jingshan, the copper water tank in the Forbidden City, and the big willow tree. Anyway, a lot of people were scared in the company..."

With Tong Tiantian's explanation, Fu Zhengyi realized that Weizhi Reading has developed well during this period, and the number of signed authors has exceeded 1,000. Although the quality is uneven, some of them are "***", but some excellent authors have shown their talents, especially one of them is the most outstanding.

"I don't know why that little girl is so bold. She was talking about Fengyue before, and the person who saw her face turned red and her heart beats, but the conversation turned into gloomy and terrifying, which was creepy. The editor in charge of the little girl complained every day, saying that if this continues, she will be neurasthenia..."

"As for it? Isn't it just a ghost story?"

"Why didn't it? That little girl uploads new chapters at one or two o'clock every night. The editor in charge is afraid and wants to see the latest one, so that's it..."

The promotion of collecting online writers with an annual salary of one million is still continuing. The editors of Weizhi Reading are also asked to take the initiative to go to Tianya Forum and Weizhi Tieba to find potential authors. Therefore, although the quality of online novels in the library is not high, there are still two or three thousand books, including many fine products. Tong Tiantian, who made up her mind to be a rice worm, also opened her eyes after work and enjoyed the wonderful time of reading novels every day.

"Okay, then you can find time to send me a list. Excellent works must not only be published, but also adapted as soon as possible. Whether it is a TV series or a movie, as long as it can create profits and has the potential for derivative development, it will be left to Weizhi Entertainment to operate..."

Tong Tiantian was stunned. "Ah? Are you saying true?"

"What's the real or false about this? Who says that only writers who are from professional backgrounds and have social experience can be called writers? As long as they know how to write, can write, and dare to write, they can naturally try to make a fortune and make a fortune..."

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