Lin Mo didn't know how long he had slept, and suddenly woke up from the dream, and suddenly remembered that today was the day when the editor-in-chief arrived in the small town, and he had to pick up the plane.
"Mom, I'm going out for a while. You don't have to wait for me for lunch, and you don't have to wait for me at night." Lin Mo said after finishing packing in a hurry.
"You don't want to eat breakfast? Your dad has cooked it." Mrs. Lin said.
"I don't want to eat anymore, I'm in a hurry." After Lin Mo finished speaking, he rushed out of the house like flying.
After going downstairs, Lin Mo realized that she didn't know where the airport was, and it seemed that she didn't know what her editor looked like. For a moment, Lin Mo suddenly understood why there are so many web writers, but the editor-in-charge has a special liking for him. It turned out that because they are two very similar people, people are divided into groups, and birds of a feather flock together.
In desperation, Lin Mo could only turn on the navigation. Speaking of which, she and the navigation also have a fate that has to be said.
During the internship, when I went out to play, I was either brought into the ruins or had to cross rivers and lakes. But even so, she still trusts navigation.
In her inherent thinking, the airport generally needs to be built in a relatively wide area, so this uninhabited place in front of her didn't make Lin Mo feel too strange. (Mr. Z: So that¡¯s why you got lost?)
"Little Momo, I got off the plane, where are you?" The editor in charge called suddenly, but Lin Mo still couldn't find the right direction.
"Editor-in-charge, I seem to have lost" Lin Mo said weakly, getting lost on one's own chassis is indeed a very embarrassing thing.
"Uh" It was obvious that Lin Mo's editor was also a little embarrassed. She thought that the character of Lu Chi in the novel was portrayed by Lin Mo, but she didn't expect that the prototype was herself. Take it home, and then I'll take a taxi to meet you in the city?"
After finishing speaking, Lin Mo hung up the phone resolutely without giving Lin Mo a chance to react. Did she know that the next Lin Mo would definitely be a whirlwind of crying. I heard that people who write novels have many faces, and she is very curious about what Lin Mo's real appearance is like.
Before he could cry out, he heard the sound of the phone being hung up. Lin Mo's mood fell to the bottom in an instant. Who did he meet here? Why didn't he talk about martial arts at all!
"Hey, Mr. Z, I seem to be lost" In the end, Lin Mo called Mr. Z as a last resort.
"Don't worry, send me a location on your phone first, stay still, and I'll pick you up later." Mr. Z said, he really wanted to know how she did it when she wasn't by Lin Mo's side all day Where did you lose yourself?
"Wow" Lin Mo suddenly cried louder as if there was an audience.
A car braked suddenly and stopped in front of Lin Mo.
"Here, don't cry." A tissue was handed over to Lin Mo, but Lin Mo didn't reach out to take it.
"Thank you, my boyfriend said he would pick me up later." Lin Mo said, for some reason, even if he was crying like that, he could still conceive a suspenseful story in his mind.
"Then it's always okay to wipe away the tears now."
"Zeng Wenbin?" Lin Mo still didn't get the tissue Zeng Wenbin handed over, but wiped her face vigorously with her sleeve, and finally saw the person in front of her eyes blurred by tears, but she still felt that he was not trustworthy .
"Well, can I use your phone to have a few words with yourboyfriend?" For some reason, Lin Mo handed over his phone in a strange way. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com