At this time, Song Wenlan did not expect that his article would change Johnson's view of orcs and save Aya, nor did he expect that Elnio would stir up a storm because of Aya's affairs.
She was just writing her story step by step.
Song Wenlan did not plan to write this story too long. Her original plan was to have it be around 300,000 words. At the rate of 10,000 words a day, it would be finished in a month.
After knowing Song Wenlan's arrangement, Xisha was even happier than Song Wenlan.
He wished Song Wenlan could leave earlier.
He has lived alone these years. When he is hungry, he drinks a tube of nutritional supplement and then continues to work.
But since Song Wenlan came, whenever he was hungry, he had to think about whether Song Wenlan was hungry or not. It was so annoying.
The only thing that made Xisha happy was that Song Wenlan had paid off the medical expenses. Considering those interstellar points, Xisha felt that it was not unbearable.
Seeing Song Wenlan staring at the computer without raising his head, Xisha knew that her editor had sent another message.
"Your editor pushes you to work every day?"
Xisha frowned.
Xisha has always had his own work plan, and what he hates most is someone disrupting his work plan.
"No, he didn't rush me."
Song Wenlan looked up and smiled at Xisha: "I just want to ask him, which hair growth machine is better?"
"Hair-growing machine?"
Xisha was at a loss, his light blue hair swayed a few times with his movements. It seemed that he had no such need.
Just because there is no Xisha doesn’t mean there is no Song Wenlan.
She wanted the hair that fell out due to illness to grow back. In fact, before Song Wenlan fell ill, she had very thick black hair. Song Wenlan liked to braid her hair into pigtails the most.
If she pairs it with a set of Hanfu, she can be happy all day long.
The reason why I only thought of buying a hair growth machine now is mainly because Song Wenlan has finally made money.
From the second day after she arrived here, she saw the advertisement of the hair growth machine and secretly memorized the machine.
However, what Song Wenlan did not expect was that Meng Xingchong did not know which hair growth machine was the best.
They are just a kind of insects, and insects don't have the trouble of being bald.
"Master Zaosi, do you need me to ask in the author group for you?"
Dream Starworm asked while typing quickly.
"Don't bother, I'll look for it myself."
Song Wenlan said immediately.
It's so funny. If other people knew about this, I don't know how they would spread it.
Could it be that the author of "My Demon Hunter Enemy" is a bald man? When Song Wenlan thought of this, he felt a little bit unable to accept it.
"Let me take a look at the optical computer."
Xisha looked at Song Wenlan's suddenly changed expression and knew that she was not going well. He stretched out his hand to Song Wenlan and said lightly.
Song Wenlan placed the laptop in Xisha's hand in confusion.
After a while, just the time it took to drink a nutrient solution, Xisha returned the computer to Song Wenlan.
"There is no transportation channel on Junk Planet. Even if you buy this, you can't transport it here."
Song Wenlan had expected this and was not too disappointed, but Xisha gave her a surprise.
Xisha coiled his tail neatly into a circle and said with certainty.
"This is easy to make. I can make one for you this afternoon."
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