"I saw it. Huh? Has this book just been updated?"
Her voice was not loud, but the word "update" was so sensitive that Feng Xing and Yu Mo both heard it.
Feng Xing, Yu Mo:!!!
The author who disappeared for many days actually updated? !
Feng Xing suddenly jumped up, turned around and ran into the room: "I want to see the new update."
His dear father waved his hand and clamped his neck.
Feng Xing turned around and saw his usually serious father showing a kind (nuclear kind) smile: "Just watch it here, it's just right, you can share your thoughts with everyone after watching it."
Feng Xing recalled the place where the author stopped updating, the bunny costume, torture...
Feng Xing couldn't help but cover his face.
My dear father, don’t you want your son to survive in the Baimiao galaxy?
Fortunately, Song Wenlan did not write too much this time.
She simply wrote about Bai Ye being tied up with ropes, wanting to move but unable to. Unable to bear it any longer, she had to agree to Hu Sanli's request to take her home for the New Year.
But in Fengxing's opinion, this way of writing, half-covering the face of the lute, is not as good as a close-up in capital letters!
It was the first time that Fengxing discovered that not writing clearly can be more exciting than writing clearly.
Just thinking about it, you can tell how well Bai Ye eats... No, you can't even think about it!
Feng Xing immediately stopped thinking and quietly looked at the tribesmen around him.
He saw that each of his tribesmen was immersed in the book, with expressions of worry or surprise on their faces. Those who read quickly even communicated with others based on the postures described in the book.
Gradually, more and more people joined the exchange.
Fengxing: stunnedjpg!
No, are all my people so open-minded?
"Accept the reality. People like you who don't have a nightlife are very rare in our tribe."
Yu Mo quietly came to Feng Xing, understood his expression, and said "comfort".
"Have you ever?"
Feng Xing's words silenced Yu Mogan, and he had no reaction either.
"I just haven't found the right one yet, not that I don't want to find one," Yu Mo muttered, "Let's not talk about this. The author used to update chapter after chapter, but now he only updates 2,000 words and stops. I think the author should sign a contract."
"Signed?" Feng Xing's eyes suddenly lit up: "Then there will be no shortage of updates in the future?"
"There is no lack of updates, but don't get too excited," Yu Mo reminded him, "On the day when the author updated 10,000 words, did you think it was a lot?"
Feng Xing understood what Yu Mo meant. He was right. According to the author's writing style, unless the book was updated to the end, they would still feel that they had not read enough.
The days of waiting for updates are such a torture!
Feng Xing sighed and looked at his people with envy in his eyes.
They are so lucky! As soon as they opened the software, the author updated it!
But from now on, they will have to wait for the follow-up together with me in agony!
Thinking of this, Feng Xing actually felt mentally balanced.
Just as Yu Mo had thought, after Song Wenlan updated two thousand words and reached the contract word count, he was ready to find Meng Xingchong to sign a contract.
But before leaving, she took a look at her books and found that her collection had suddenly increased by nearly a hundred items, and the comments also began to increase. Judging from the content, it seemed that they were from a certain race of orcs.
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