Zhang Wanlin was caught by the Xiaowangge salesman and talked for a long time.

Such as: "Why do you want to buy if you can't afford it?"

"Are you playing with me on purpose?"

"So many things are packed, because you have to put them back again."

... Now Zhang Wanlin finally realizes how it feels for a woman to talk endlessly.

He came back in the middle of the night.

As soon as I entered the house, my face looked very ugly, even uglier than eating bitter gourd.

Knowing that it was her fault, the old sister Lin Yue put the fast food she bought from downstairs on the table: "Dangdangdang! Look, Manchu Feast!"

"Zhang Wanlin, old sister, I bought this for you deliberately.

There is nothing I like to eat. "

Zhang Wanlin glanced at his head, "Don't eat!"

Get up and leave.

Lin Yue hurriedly pressed on his shoulders, wrapped his hands around his neck from behind, and pressed her face to his face: "Ah, Xiao Fan! My fault, your sister, I admit it.

Come on, how can you not be angry? "

Speaking of the final tone, he was a little bit agitated.

Zhang Wanlin's whole body was numb, and he solemnly said in an official tone: "In view of the mental damage, time damage, and physical damage caused by Miss Lin Yue to him."

"So you are sentenced to make up for me."

"I'm not too big to speak, how about giving me a Titan host?"

At the end, Zhang Wanlin almost beamed his eyes.

There hasn't been a second of the change before and after, Lin Yue can be considered to understand, all in order to buy the mainframe.

In fact, Zhang Wanlin came back so late because he saw the latest console in the computer store.

All Titans are equipped with: the latest generation of Titan graphics cards, Titan fans, Titan chassis...Even the screws are marked with Titans.

Can you not love it?

Lin Yue patted his head, "Okay, how much is it, you say, even if it compensates for your mental loss."

"100,000."

Lin Yue staggered.

"Damn! It's more expensive than an LV of mine, grab my sister!"

"No way, no way.

Wipe at most one zero.

If you have to, then add three yuan, not more. "

10003 yuan?

What is the difference between these 3 yuan plus and no plus, it is not to buy spicy strips.

"Sister~" Now the two positions of sibling and brother have changed.

Lin Yue sat on the chair with her white legs up, and Zhang Wanlin rubbed his shoulders with the hammer.

"Sister, look, you are beautiful and talented. Put it on the street, that's a national treasure."

"Surely you will buy me one generously, right?"

"Not to mention that I wrote you scripts and drew comics.

There is hard work without credit, right? "

Lin Yue closed his eyes and enjoyed it; "Hey, here, uh, try hard.

By the way, what did you just say? "

"..." "Ding Ding Ding..." The phone rang.

Lin Yue made a hush gesture to calm Zhang Wanlin, but the massage remained.

Now it is an important call that affects the happiness index for the second half of life.

"Hello."

Lin Yue answered the phone.

"Hello, I am Longteng Entertainment Group, director of the adaptation section. Regarding the acquisition of the IP of "Blood Fighting", we are willing to invest 50 million yuan."

"In view of the fact that the work is still being created and its popularity continues to increase, we will provide an additional bonus strategy of at least one million per season, but the premise is that the work must remain popular and develop into a boutique."

"If you think there is no objection to the above, we can first sign the electronic agreement online, and then sign the contract offline."

Lin Yue was shocked for a long time.

IP copyright, 10 million is a ceiling, what is the concept of 50 million?

Half a billion! And there are at least one million bonuses every season, this...the pie in the sky is not so exaggerated.

Sure enough, the harder you work, the luckier you are.

"Hey, is Ms. Lin still there?"

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he asked.

"Yes, of course."

Lin Yue said: "Is it right to sign an electronic agreement?

I will sign immediately. "

Putting down the phone, Lin Yue did not go to the computer non-stop, but said to Zhang Wanlin: "Quickly, pinch me, I see if I'm dreaming..." Zhang Wanlin squeezed, and she snorted: "You are revenge deliberately, right?

Pinch so heavy. "

"I'm not afraid you can't feel it."

"It's not a dream."

Lin Yue said this, then hugged Zhang Wanlin tightly in her arms, "It's not a dream.

How come I am a multi-millionaire now! "

Zhang Wanlin was bored in her arms, and it was difficult to vent her breath.

"Sister—can you let go of this?"

"No!"

Lin Yue held her tightly, as if she had exhausted her life's strength.

Now that she is so successful, of course she can't get rid of the younger brother at all.

Who doesn't she hug him?

Zhang Wanlin was still struggling until she felt her body tremble.

My sister is crying...Hey, this sister, why are you so excited?

Zhang Wanlin took the initiative to hug her tightly and patted her trembling back.

do not Cry.

This is a good thing.

After tossing all night, Zhang Wanlin discovered that he hadn't done his homework yet at 10 o'clock! day! This is how to do?

There are not only exercise books but also papers for mathematics.

A Chinese composition, plus exercises after class, but also recite... English has words and sentences... In short, this shoulder bag is bulging.

If you don't finish it, you can imagine the consequences tomorrow.

The teacher in charge will definitely come in person. It is a trivial matter to run away from the playground.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, there is still time, hurry up and write! Zhang Wanlin closed the bedroom door and took out the books and notebooks.

Just then, with a dingdong sound, the phone rang.

Isn't it another task?

Take a look.

It's not.

It's the message of a stranger adding a friend on WeChat.

The avatar is the platelet in "Working Cell".

Name: Ruoxi.

In the middle of the night, who would add him as a friend?

In addition to advertising, it is fishing nearby.

But the text of the other party's greeting is very unique: Hello.

very polite.

Zhang Wanlin added her and said: Hello.

The other party is displayed as input, and a row of ellipsis is flashing.

Zhang Wanlin waited impatiently before seeing these words: Are you sleeping now?

This typing speed... is ridiculously slow.

But who is it?

Looking at this way of speaking, it should be a familiar person.

Could it be that Zhao Hai lost the game and deliberately opened a female account to fix him?

No reason.

This guy has well-developed limbs and simple mind. If he can solve things with force, he will never use his brain power.

Lu Shuai?

Not right.

He has no interest in men on WeChat, and his friends are all women except for a few pitiful men.

If he comes to dress up as a female, he won't do it if he kills him.

Who would it be?

"Can you tell who you are?"

For some reason, Zhang Wanlin was completely aroused by this stranger named Ruoxi.

"you guess."

"Remind you a word, dream."

dream?

What does Dream have to do with her?

and many more.

dream! Could it be... "Ning Mengjie is you!?"