Muchuan and Xiang Wan

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Life is far more blood than fiction.

Xiang Wan was a little afraid of going upstairs after witnessing a death scene.

She and Fang Yuanyuan whispered about the imperial palace, and walked cautiously.

After the fourth floor, I glanced at the door of 401.

It was the woman and the child.

At this time the house was quiet, there was no sound at all.

Xiang Wan replayed it in his head, remembering the woman's face.

"Meow!"

There was a meow in the clutter.

Startled towards the night, and turned around, he found a black cat hiding in the corner, his tiny body almost blending into the darkness, and only a pair of eyes were amazingly bright.

The cat didn't move, and looked at Xiangye. The spiritual eyes filled him with night vision.

She was unreasonably afraid and took a subconscious step back.

Fang Yuanyuan grabbed her, "As for?"

Xiang Wan shook his shoulders, "After the 720 case, I am afraid of cats!"

Fang Yuanyuan comfortably embraced her shoulder, "Don't be afraid, tomorrow I will take Sister Bao!"

"No!"

Sister Bao is a cat raised by Fang Yuanyuan.

A big **** cutie like her master.

Fang Yuanyuan was closest to her before she made her boyfriend.

"...Resistance is invalid!"

...

That night, I searched for the truth of some imperial palace events on Weibo.

The man who shows off his acting skills in the fountain pool was widely reposted on Weibo.

impeller.

A third-line actor.

Tong Xing was born and grew up lukewarm.

However, he is only 20 years old this year, and it is possible to get a chance with such achievements.

Therefore, the netizens did not understand why he could not think about it and actually touched drugs.

Ruin the future, ruin your life.

The popularity of the impeller makes him almost headline search.

There was a cry for the little fan who was washing the ground for Aidou.

The big critics of society, all kinds of chicken soup are born.

However, the woman hung on the **** goddess did not have any definite news.

There is only one message that she is an out-of-life actress, older than the impeller, but she is not ashamed to talk to the eyebrow of the impeller. The old cow eats tender grass...

...

All kinds of news are overwhelming.

Really, fake, no one knows.

The Internet is a right and wrong place, sometimes killing people without blood.

Many souls of modern people are placed here.

People don't really care about the truth, they just look at who happened.

Then, based on your inner feelings, decide whether to add icing on the cake or drop the stone.

Xiang Wan has no feelings for these people, so she simply eats melon.

"...Sister." Fang Yuanyuan was also playing with a cell phone, and suddenly sat up like a corpse and turned to look at her.

"Scared me!" Xiang Wan sighed and asked lazily: "What? Yeah, yellow?"

"I have an idea." Fang Yuanyuan's eyes glared.

At this time, she was not in a relationship with Huang He, who was in love with the nervous square, but the serious editor in charge of Xiangyue.

"I think you can unfold the event tonight and continue with the creation of the next unit..."

"?" Xiang Wan was a little repulsive. "Not good? People would say I rubbed the heat."

"What do you say, but you can't write?" Fang Yuanyuan stared at her. "Fiction comes from life, don't you know? A lot of excellent literary works are adapted and created based on reality. Your favorite writer Yan Geling, which of her stories is divorced from reality? Isn’t "Teacher So Beautiful" based on a real case that shocked the whole country?"

"..."

Yes, this is true.

But Xiang Wan has concerns, "Not good..."

"Others can, so can you."

"..."

Xiang Wan sat on the bed with Fang Yuanyuan.

Just looked at each other for at least ten seconds.

Fang Yuanyuan looked at her silently and sighed, "It's embarrassing to think about your current position. It's better not to write if you want to die."

Rolling his eyes to the night, "Without such encouragement!"

Fang Yuanyuan snorted and analyzed for her from the editor's perspective.

"Xiangwan, do you know how many online authors there are in the country? More than 6 million... This is still incomplete statistics. You want to stand out from more than 6 million people, and you want to be the same **** as your male **** Mu Ershao. Altar, why? If you don’t mind it, where is your hope?"

Mu Ershao!

Xiang Wan thought.

Mu Ershao doesn't write many books, but he is a clear stream in the online novel world.

Not to mention the income of the electronic wireless terminal, his single copyright has reached an eight-digit price.

Yes I do!

Money!

Who doesn't love?

Ears buzzed toward night.

"Oh hey, my sister, what are you hesitating?"

Fang Yuanyuan finally couldn't bear it, and shouted at her, "If you hesitate so much again, I will...I will sleep. No matter you!"

"I'm not hesitating!" Slowly turned her head to look at her, and there was a hint of worries, "I wrote a real case last time, there was a psychological shadow, you let me use a real case Write..."

"Lying trough!" Fang Yuanyuan anxiously knocked on her forehead, "Where is there so many people in this world who like to imitate other people's novels to kill?"

"..."

That night, I had many dreams.

For a while it was a **** crime scene. The blood fell like a fountain and sprinkled her face.

She and Mu Ershao sat together for a while, and they were interviewed with a smile on their faces.

Mu Ershao in the dream has no appearance, just a vague consciousness of her.

However, it is also very handsome.

That feeling is also beautiful...

In her dream, she thought: It turns out that success can really change a person's happiness index.

...

At dawn, sweating all night long.

After agreeing that Fang Yuanyuan would write the plot of the design outline today, she went to work with satisfaction.

Mouthwash towards Xiangwan and saw a bag beside the sofa.

That was handed to her by Bai Muchuan in the car last night.

When she returned home, she was anxious to read the news and forgot about it.

This is memorable!

Pat the head in the evening, sit on the sofa, tear the bag...

A faint osmanthus fragrance permeates the nose.

Is the osmanthus sachet in the bag?

More than one, but a string, like a spice used by the ancients, packed in an embroidered purse, very chic and small, and very popular.

What does Bai Muchuan mean?

Sitting alone for ten minutes, he dialed his cell phone late.

"Officer Bai, what are you doing to me?"

Bai Muchuan didn't seem to get up yet, his lazy voice made him sleepy, "Don't you like it?"

Climbing trees to pick osmanthus, can you like it?

Xiang Wan smiled, "I am not asking this. I am asking why are you giving it to me?"

Bai Muchuan: "I just saw it when I went home. It was Li Mabei's. He said that he could calm down. I wouldn't use it if I left it. I'll give it to you."

Is it just like this?

It's just that, why would she want a few osmanthus sachets?

Xiang Wan's eyes suddenly turned red, "Where are you?"

Bai Muchuan pondered, "At home."

well.

Xiang Wan hung up the phone silently.

She changed her clothes, wiped her lipstick, and looked at her red eyes in the mirror. She carried the computer and the sweet-scented osmanthus sachet and rushed directly across the street.

The security area where Bai Muchuan lives is very strict, but she has lived here. Bai Muchuan greeted the security guard. The security guard looked at her rabbit with red eyes and let her in without stopping.

Going straight to the Bai's house towards Xiangwan, desperately ringing the doorbell.

"Bai Muchuan, open the door!"

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