I asked you to write a book, but I didn’t ask you to reveal your criminal record!

In a claustrophobic room.

Lao Zhang pulled up the curtains and locked the door. After making sure that his baby daughter wouldn't find out, he took out a few new decks of playing cards from the drawer.

"You can't be greedy, so I'll start practicing by cutting the cards."

Lao Zhang murmured.

It turned out that after watching Lin Chuan's "Lao Qian", he felt itchy and planned to secretly practice poker skills.

How can a gambler resist the temptation of a thousand tricks?

cut! cut! cut!

Lao Zhang practiced cutting cards like crazy.

For a while.

"Say." Lin Chuan frowned.

Starting novels, if the author writes a new book with thousands of orders, there will be traffic support.

Three thousand are ordered, high quality.

After going back and forth seven or eight times, he already remembered the order of the first dozen cards.

"It's still a little less."

grass

Lin Chuan's eyes widened and he took a breath of air.

"This... I can't say for sure." Lao Wang paused, "But I want to tell you some bad news."

Lin Chuan grinned, feeling extremely happy.

Lin Chuan smiled.

[Status: Already on the shelves. 】

Lin Chuan frowned and took a deep breath.

Qianmen, on the other hand, makes a living by "cheating".

"Is there any problem?" Lin Chuan smiled.

Lin Chuan curled his lips: "I can smell your arousal even through the network cable."

Lao Wang, Lin Chuan’s colleague.

Lao Wang laughed, very heartlessly: "Lao Lin, you are too tortured! Now you dare to write about a con man, and you are not afraid of being locked up in a small dark room again, and then having a three-party trial?"

Lao Wang laughed and said, "Isn't it time to share the joy with my good brother? How are you doing now?"

"ah?"

It's over, come for me!

He also writes about cheating!

Before I knew it, it was dusk in the outside world.

Pickpocketers are called 'bosses', and housebreakers are called 'kiln smashers'.

Lao Wang was a little surprised: "Have you opened a new book?"

Lao Wang opened his mouth and said, "How do you know that my book has been ordered to 6,000 yuan?"

In the old days, people who made a living in the world were divided into three religions and nine streams. Over time, they gradually branched out into countless professions.

In other words, they are likely to attract a large number of readers and outpace them all.

At this moment, everything seems to be getting better.

There are eight generals in a thousand sects. Like the life Lin Chuan experienced, he was a good general among the eight generals, living by a thousand skills.

"The name of his book is "The King of Thousand Kings"!" Lao Wang said surprisingly.

"Old Lin, why don't you speak? Is it because the signal is not good?" Lao Wang said with a smile.

[Work: "Old Thousand\