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Chapter 193 The Eyes Behind

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    When A Biao said this sentence, I felt that his dark and simple face suddenly became unplain.

    Out of politeness, I made him a cup of cat poop coffee, and he just sat across from me and giggled.

    After drinking half a cup of coffee, he looked at me with an adoring look, which made me feel hairy again and again.

    Then he smiled, rubbed his hands together and said, "Hey, Miss Yang is a writer?"

    I said modestly: "I can't say I'm a writer, I just write for fun."

    He added: "Don't be modest, don't look at me as uneducated, but I like reading very much, and I especially admire people like you. I have also read your book, and it is really good."

    I am quite helpless. As a female author, what I write is just the thoughts of some daughters. Anyway, it is about love and love. Men and women who cannot get together without going through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, the audience is all women.

    What kind of fun is he, a big man.

    "No way! I'm just an unknown author, how do you know the book I wrote?"

    "Well, "Loving You Without Guilt" is so well written. I especially like the heroine Su Baobao in the book, a girl who dares to love and hate. To tell you the truth, I have read that book no less than ten times  , Every time I watch it, I feel more than enough.¡±

    He can tell the title of the book and the characters in it, which means that he has really read that book.

    My focus is not here. To be honest, although I have published a few books, I am indeed an unknown author.

    It has only been half a year since I lived here, and I hardly have any contact with the villagers. Although I have dealt with the village head several times, the village head doesn't know what I do.

    How did this electrician know what book I wrote?

    "How did you know I wrote this book?"

    A Biao smiled shyly again: "Actually, I knew it when you didn't live here."

    "oh?"

    I never thought that I would be so famous?  Even an electrician in the village knew it.

    Modesty is the virtue of our Chinese people, I said modestly.

    "Improbable. No one reads my books. Where did you know that?"

    "A year ago, when my ex-girlfriend and I went on a date in the city square, I happened to see you signing a book at a stall, so I went to ask for a copy."

    As soon as he said that, I understood.

    After the publication of "Love You Without Guilt", the sales have not been very good because it is too literary.

    Under Lao Huang's persecution, I had no choice but to lower my face and engage in many book signing activities.

    I laughed awkwardly: "Oh, it's a signing event."

    He continued: "I, I just want to ask, do you have any other books here? I also want to read your other works."

    I don't know whether I should be happy or happy, and I don't know if he is really a fan of my book, or because the book is given away for free, so I don't want to read it.

    "Sorry, I don't have a physical book here for the time being. If you want to read it, go to the xx website and search it, maybe you can read it."

    Regardless of whether A Biao really loves to read or fake, spending some money to read is the minimum respect for the author.

    After this period of books has passed, I thought that A Biao should leave wisely.

    Unexpectedly, his buttocks were glued, and he couldn't get up after sitting down.

    After drinking a cup of coffee, he said again.

    "This coffee is delicious, can I have another cup?"

    As he wished again, I made him a cup.  It was like he was drinking a drink, and he finished it with a gulp.

    After drinking, there is no intention of leaving.

    I was afraid that he drank too much coffee and couldn't sleep.

    Going back to the house, I took a can of coffee for him. An author who stays up late to type, is not short of coffee.

    Finally, I invited this god away. I immediately called Tang Meimei and asked her to find me a professional installation and monitoring monitor. In an emergency, I always have a red star to prepare with both hands.

    What if A Biao is the mysterious man?

    Tang Meimei is very capable in handling affairs. An hour later, a professional came, a young man with acne all over his face.

    After a short operation, changing the password, upgrading the firewall and so on are all technical terms, which I don't quite understand.

    After a young man with acne messed around upstairs and downstairs for a long time, he charged me 200 yuan, and repeatedly stated that after his fierce operation, he was absolutely safe.Complete.

    On this day, give me a good meal.

    When I rested, it was dusk.

    On this day, I drank two big cups of coffee, and the rice was still dripping, so I felt hungry at this time.

    When I was thinking about whether to make a bowl of instant noodles to solve the problem of food and clothing, I found that the instant noodles were gone.

    We ran out of ammunition and food.

    Sitting in the yard, while observing the situation outside, while looking at the mobile phone, to see if I can order a delivery or something.

    Tang Meimei came straight to the gate of the courtyard in her small broken hatchback.

    This girl is always so caring, always showing up to me when I need her most.

    ? Seeing her, I was very touched and asked her to cook my favorite seafood noodles and wash the dishes as a reward.

    ? Seeing me devouring seafood noodles, Meimei sighed.

    "You, without me, I can't imagine what life would be like for you."

    I drank the last sip of soup from the bottom of the bowl.

    "Fortunately, you are always there."

    "I'm not always there. When I get married and have a baby one day, I can't take care of myself. How can I take care of you. I think you should find a reliable family man as soon as possible and marry yourself  Forget it. Save me from worrying about you all day long."

    I smiled wryly: "You can push me down, a Chen Yang has already cost me half my life, and I'm still looking for a man, I'm scared when I see a man."

    Tang Meimei was surprised: "I didn't expect that you have such deep affection for Chen Yang, a scumbag."

    I quickly covered it up: "It's not that I have deep affection for him, but that he has wasted so many years of my youth, the best years of my youth, can you not be sad?"

    She agreed: "That's right. I'm not worth it for you. I thought you and I were the first to get married. Now it seems that you are going to walk behind me."

    Tang Meimei and Da Chuan had met their parents, and it was time to talk about marriage.  Just need to buy a house now.

    This girl is very picky. The large and small real estate projects in Haiyang City, from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, have never been settled.

    The small ones look down on them, and the big ones are short of money.

    However, this girl has a lot of backbone. I rushed to lend her money without charging interest, so she refused to do it.

    It is said that what she is most afraid of in her life is to owe money to others, and I have nothing to do with her.

    The girl asked me what I was doing as soon as she came, and thought of installing surveillance.

    The reason I gave is sufficient: "Didn't I always receive that mysterious text message recently? I was a little scared, and I seemed to see a stranger in the woods that day. Install a surveillance camera and feel at ease." (Remember the website URL  : www.hlnovel.com
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