Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

Chapter 11 Starting from Covering the Sky

The two chapters at the beginning of the chapter written by the best friend let Ma Tengfei see what is extraordinary talent.

But he is not optimistic about his buddies rushing to take this path. Without a stable job and certain savings, full-time writers are under a lot of pressure, which affects their writing status.

What's more, the best friend's talent is not used wisely, just digging holes and creating suspense is not enough!

"Don't panic, quantity is king, quality is supplemented, I code very quickly, tentacle monster level." Wang Zihao comforted Ma Tengfei.

Ma Tengfei was completely speechless. People say that "quality is king and quantity is supplementary". How is it reversed in your case?

After inquiring about the rankings of the novel website for dismounting and taking off, and then listening to the advice of his buddies, Wang Zihao ended the chat.

I have a bottom line in my heart.

At present, the original novel website with the highest traffic is called "Feiyue Chinese Network", which accounts for half of the Internet.

Fifty percent of the well-known authors in the online literature circle come from Feiyue Chinese Network.

Ma Tengfei does not suggest that Wang Zihao write a book on the Feiyue Chinese website, because it is the grave of newcomers.

The competition is so fierce!

I'm not a newcomer, I'm one of the five whites, of course Wang Zihao won't listen to his buddies.

He couldn't wait to register an account on the Feiyue Chinese website and open the writer's section.

After taking a pseudonym several times, it was indicated that it was taken, and in a rage, Wang Zihao entered "Oriental Undefeated", but unexpectedly it was not taken.

But he was not impulsive, deleted it, and entered "sunrise east" again.

Also not occupied.

That's it, better than the first one.

Since then, the title of the created book "Shading the Sky" has not been taken, Wang Zihao is very satisfied, the wind is going smoothly, and the mansion of the language of the wind is in sight!

As for occupying the company and the mansion together, Wang Zihao never thought about it.

It seems that beauty is created by distance and time. Liu Qianqian, who he once regarded as a goddess and dream lover, disappeared after seeing her again, and he was a little apprehensive when he thought of his ex-girlfriend again.

The ex-girlfriend was also his goddess, but didn't she hurt him the most in the end?
"Haohao, tomorrow is Friday, are you still not going to sleep and not going to work?" After eleven o'clock in the evening, Xu Yixin went into the study to urge Wang Zihao, who was still typing, to sleep.

While saving the file, Wang Zihao said, "Mom, I'm on vacation and I won't go to work tomorrow."

It can't be said that he was fired, so as not to worry my mother.

"Well, then you have to go to bed early, don't stay up late all the time, young people nowadays, a lot of hair loss is caused by staying up late." Xu Yixin said.

"Mom, don't scare me." Wang Zihao touched the top of his thick hair.

"I didn't scare you, most of the young people in our company who often stay up late are bald." Xu Yixin said seriously.

"I'm still young and have capital... well, I'll turn off the computer and go to sleep." Wang Zihao was startled by what his mother said.

In fact, this is also true. Often staying up late can cause many problems, and becoming bald is just one of them.

5 minute later.

Just as Wang Zihao lay down and was about to go to bed, his cell phone rang.

At first glance, it belonged to Liu Qianqian.

Wang Zihao was shocked. After all, he forcibly drove away his luxury car without his consent. It would be a lie to say that he was not guilty at all.

"Ms. Liu, it's so late, why haven't you slept yet?" After answering the phone, Wang Zihao asked bravely.

"Can't sleep." Liu Qianqian over there was very depressed: "My best friend came to my place tonight, she was so drunk, Aunt Wu just went over to help me carry her back from the lake."

Wang Zihao was speechless: "Mr. Liu, your home has become a shelter for drunk men and drunk women."

"No, a woman who is broken in love is really scary. She can drink and eat twice as much, scaring me to death." Liu Qianqian's eyes were terrified.

"Your best friend lost love?" Wang Zihao felt sorry for him, he was also a fallen person in the world.

"Otherwise I can make her drink like this?" Liu Qianqian said angrily, "It's all her ex-boyfriend's fault. If I see her ex-boyfriend, I will scold him bloody."

"Your best friend's boyfriend cheated?" Wang Zihao asked, it must be so, otherwise how could Liu Qianqian's best friend drink like this.

"Well, it's really not a thing. My best friend is so good, she wants to be good-looking, she wants to have a good figure, and her boyfriend is cheating on her." Liu Qianqian just opened her mouth to lie.

Wang Zihao was filled with righteous indignation immediately: "This kind of man should be scolded, pigs and dogs are worse, tell your best friend, this kind of person doesn't deserve her to be so sad, you should feel happy, and see the other person's true face early, instead of waiting until after marriage."

Liu Qianqian felt a little embarrassed, she was just "not promising" and couldn't meet her best friend's expectations, so her best friend dumped him.

She is still scolding others with Wang Zihao here, and her best friend's ex-boyfriend is also unlucky enough.

"Enough of the fuss, she's just like you last night, unconscious." Liu Qianqian said.

It was Wang Zihao's turn to feel a little embarrassed: "Ms. Liu..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Liu Qianqian: "Don't call me Teacher Liu anymore, I haven't taught you a few lessons."

In the third year of high school, the music class exists in name only, and the teachers of all subjects are coveting it.

At that time, Liu Qianqian's class was often robbed, and the students were dismissed many times when she was sick and had something to do.

"That's Miss Qianqian?" Wang Zihao asked.

Liu Qianqian just wanted to nod, but remembering what happened during the day, Wang Zihao kept a respectful distance from girls older than him, and said, "Just call me Qianqian, I'm no better than you...we are the same age."

"It's better to be called Sister Qianqian. Seniors and youngsters are orderly, and there is a difference between superiority and inferiority." Wang Zihao refused to be the same age as Liu Qianqian.

Liu Qianqian was angry. When she was a teenager, she always liked being called sister.

Now, it is not easy for her to let others call her sister.

"Where's my car, when will you return it to me?" Liu Qianqian changed her face, her milk was fierce.

"I don't want your villa, nor your car. As long as you give me 80 yuan, we will go to the sky from now on, and each side will go to the sky, okay?" Wang Zihao said in a discussing tone.

Liu Qianqian is annoyed, why do you dislike me so much?

"I don't have a car, I don't have any money, I only have this house, and this saint who can't get married." Liu Qianqian said with a blushing face, both ashamed and angry.

"If I dare to take over your house, are you really willing to transfer it to me?" Wang Zihao rubbed his hands while the phone was hands-free.

Liu Qianqian became even more angry, if you get me, isn't this house yours?
This little man is so irritating!
"If you dare to accept it, I will dare to give it to you." Liu Qianqian snorted coldly.

"Okay, in a month or two, when my job is stable, I'll ask you for it." Wang Zihao said confidently.

Liu Qianqian asked curiously: "In a month or two, will you be able to earn more than [-] a month?"

Without a monthly income of more than [-] yuan, it would be useless to ask for her house, and she couldn't afford the mortgage.

As for changing hands, it is really possible that, as Wang Zihao said during the day, he will not be able to transfer for several months or even years.

Now real estate speculators are looking for death, but just need...

How many families in the country can afford this kind of luxury house?

Affordable, also depends on fate.

Liu Qianqian had heard that the Whisper of the Wind had several villas that had been listed for several years, but they hadn't been sold yet.

(End of this chapter)