[Net configuration] Wood color is not too late

Lin Weichi looked at the dialog box on the computer that hadn't answered for a long time, and felt like crying.

Mikifan What does this mean?I typed a sentence and left it there to hang for a whole day, no matter how many times I replied to him, there was no reply, and it was still online!

Did you go away temporarily?In order to maintain the image of a male god in Lin Weichi's mind, Lin Weichi thought this way, and then dragged up the chat history a little bored, and pulled it to the sentence sent by Sanmu Fan.

【San Mufan】If I'm not wrong, it's not too late for you, right?

No matter how many times I watch it, this sentence is as powerful as ever.

Lin Weichi kept thinking in his heart—how did he know?Where did you expose yourself?No one except Qin Yun knew that it was Ling Chi before it was too late!But if Sanmu Fan knew that he was Ling Chi, the Weibo post he retweeted would make sense—wait!Why do you say it in the past!Obviously, my male god is not familiar with "Ling Chi" at all!

A bunch of messy information is entangled in Lin Weichi's mind, if you don't let me, I won't let you, a whimsical idea pops up here, and some evidence is brought up at the same time, so I don't like to think about things Lin Weichi felt dizzy all over.

Lin Weichi was dizzy, tangled and tangled, thinking that he might as well pretend to be pitiful.If the tone is anxious and the content is true, maybe the male god will show mercy to him, right?

Thus, Lin Weichi replied many messages similar to the following:

[Ling Wei Chi] Oh, I'm not!Why do you think so!I really am not!

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[Ling Weichi] Uh QAQ, I was wrong... I am, I admit it... God please don't ignore me!

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[Ling Weichi] Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh don't ignore me ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh what happened to me! !

The cuteness and stupidity in his words are so pitiful that people can't help but feel tears, but unfortunately the person who said these words has no such expression at all - he is so bored that he opened his briefcase and started to read novels, without any pitiful look at all.

Well, this novel seems to be quite famous, and the author is said to have a good writing style, so that's all!Lin Weichi vacillated among the pile of novels in his briefcase like an aunt picking up cabbages in a vegetable market, and finally opened a novel whose name can often be seen and read it.

And then... no more.

From this point of view, a novel with a few megabytes has consumed Lin Weichi's time from afternoon to night.

Lin Weichi has a habit of reading novels, which is to turn off all the programs that would interfere with him, including QQ, Weibo, WeChat, browsers, etc., and devote himself fully to the novel, experiencing the author's creation. atmosphere.

So... Lin Weichi just ignored the news of Mu Fan's late arrival after work.At eight o'clock in the evening, Lin Weichi stroked his hungry, rumbling stomach, took a bowl of instant noodles to the kitchen to soak, and added an egg and a ham to reward himself.

After the instant noodles were cooked, he ate while thinking about the plot of the novel, feeling in his heart the author's excellent writing style, so he couldn't help but move a little slowly, so after a flash, half an hour passed.

After Lin Weichi had finished eating the instant noodles and cleared the table, he suddenly remembered that he still had a draft of the illustrations for "Sinking into Sleepless" that he hadn't drawn yet, so he connected to the board again and concentrated on drawing the illustrations.

After finishing the draft of the illustration, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.Lin Wei would read a bedtime novel around ten o'clock later, so he opened his briefcase, found other novels by the author of the article he read in the afternoon, and read them seriously.

After reading it, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Before Lin Weichi got out of the world written by that author again, he endured his pajamas and dazedly touched his phone, opened the Weibo client, and sent a Weibo.

Ziwei who was lingered: The novel written by Yelan Tingyu is so, so, so good! ! ! !This author fried chicken sticks! ! !

Posted at 1:23

Then he threw away the phone, lay down straight on the big soft bed, quickly found the old man Zhou Gong who must be seen every night, and went to play chess...

Mu Fan, who had been left hanging all night, looked at the refreshed Weibo, smiling and full of spring flowers.

Hehe, this little guy, really, okay, ah...

Classmate Lin Weichi, did you have a nightmare?

It was morning in a blink of an eye.The morning light broke, the sun was not strong, it was gentle and warm, and there was no trace of heat.It's almost winter, and there is a cool wind blowing on the street from time to time, rolling up fallen leaves.

Lin Weichi was woken up by his own biological clock, stayed on the bed, rubbed his eyes, became dizzy for a while, then got up and brushed his teeth unconsciously——呵!So numb!

He rubbed his right hand that was sore and numb from the pressure, thinking, no wonder he dreamed that he was beaten by someone yesterday... What did you say?Who beat him?I won't tell you that it's the facial paralyzed boss...

After washing, he looked at the leaves that were rolled up from time to time outside, added a beige long-sleeved sweater over the gray sweater, rubbed the dull hair all over his head, put on his bag, and was ready to go to the company to check in and then go home.

Just go for a cutscene, it's fine anyway.He yawned, then went downstairs, and on the way to the company, he ordered two free steamed buns at the already familiar breakfast shop, one bite at a time, barely filling his stomach.

Lin Weichi clocked in, lay on the desk to catch up on sleep like other colleagues, set the alarm clock for nine o'clock, and prepared to rush home as soon as the alarm clock rang.

Who knew that before he fell asleep vaguely for 10 minutes, someone woke him up by patting him.Lin Weichi took a sleepy look, almost scared to death by himself - damn it!Isn't this panda bear!

That's right, the tall and sexy Yujie standing in front of Lin Weichi wearing the latest windbreaker of a certain luxury brand is the director Zhongzhuo with embarrassing names, Xiong, Xiao, and Mao.

In fact, Xiong Xiaomao didn't want to come here, but there was no other way. Chili Chaorou insisted on asking her and Ah Quan to ask Lin Weichi to draw posters for their drama. It happened that Mu Fan also had business with Lin Weichi, so she stopped by to find Lin Weichi. Slightly late.

Ahhh, what are you talking about, secretly filming Lin Weichi while he was sleeping?This kind of thing is something she wouldn't do like a panda, hehehehe!

"Lin Weichi, the boss has something to ask you to do." Xiong Xiaomao looked at Lin Weichi who was obviously still sleepy, and said with a smile.

"Ah, hello sister Panda... What did you say? The boss is looking for me?!" Lin Weichi, who was almost frightened, stayed where he was, imagining all the horrific tricks the boss used on him in his dream last night. I felt pain all over my body—don't think about it, it was a beating.

"That's right. Hurry up, boss doesn't like to wait for others." But he likes to let others wait for him, Xiong Xiaomao cursed, "Also, Xiao Chi, sister wants to discuss something with you?"

"What?" Lin Weichi, who was stunned by Xiong Xiaomao's words, replied subconsciously.

"You know "Slumberless", the book you drew illustrations for, is there going to be a radio play? We want to invite you to draw posters—"

"No problem!" What's the problem? Xiao Shou's CV is still him, it's best to let him take care of everything!Lin Weichi thought in his heart, "Is there anything else?"

Unexpectedly, Lin Weichi would agree to be so straightforward. Panda Panda was choked up, a little embarrassed, and shook his head: "It's gone, you should go find the boss."

"Oh, okay, Miss Panda, goodbye!" Lin Weichi turned and walked to the elevator - Mu Fan's office was on the top floor.

Xiong Xiaomao looked at Lin Weichi's back as he was walking towards the elevator, and secretly lit a candle for him in his heart—as if he forgot to tell him that it would be within 10 minutes.When she came to inform Lin Weichi, it took 5 minutes, now, only 2 minutes left...

Good luck to him, amen.

Xiong Xiaomao walked out of the office gently, called out the photos of Lin Weichi sleeping that he had just secretly taken, chose the best one and sent it to Chili Chaorou.

What does it mean to be unkind to others, this is it...

Standing in front of the CEO's office, Lin Weichi hesitated whether to push open the hollowed-out sandalwood door, which was said to be worth [-] yuan. Who knew that with a "swipe", the door opened from the inside.

Lin Weichi looked at Mu Fan who was leisurely sitting on a chair drinking tea, and twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.

"Uh...boss, what do you want me to do?"

He stood by the door and asked cautiously.

"Ah, Xiao Chi, you're here. I told the kitten to notify you within 10 minutes, but you were on time, so you came on time." Mu Fan turned his head.Holding a small blue and white porcelain teacup, there was a smile on his face.

Lin Weichi trembled all over - the boss actually laughed! ! ! ! ! ! !This is the rhythm of great danger coming! !

And... when did Xiong Xiaomao tell him that he would be here in 10 minutes? !This damned woman! !

He slandered inwardly, but remained calm on the surface, and continued to say cautiously: "Uh, I'm sorry, I will definitely arrive early next time."

"Well, it's okay, come here." Mu Fan put down his teacup and waved to him, "I have something to tell you."

Lin Weichi took small steps towards Mu Fan's place - the wind is blowing, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone!

Cough cough, to predict what will happen next, please wait for the next chapter to break it down.