Through the Window: Lin Luoxue's Lazy Cousin

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The phrase "telepathic connection" struck a chord with Lin Luoxue, but she still rolled her eyes: "You're the one who's hungry, I'm just not full."

"Okay, okay, I'm not full." Su Chen looked through the peephole to make sure no one would come out of 3601. "Come on, I saw a mala tang place downstairs. It looks pretty good. We can try it."

“Okay, I want to eat the dishes you chose,” Lin Luoxue followed behind Su Chen, as if she had returned to the past.

“They always say they’re eating what I choose, but in the end they always steal my food.”

The two playfully boarded the elevator.

...

A blink of an eye.

Su Chen and his group have been living here for almost a month now.

The new year is approaching.

Su Chen thought that Hu Yifei and the others would come up with another 'ultimate New Year's Eve operation plan'.

But to my surprise, they were all like salted fish.

He lay dead in his apartment.

"Sister Yifei, it's almost Chinese New Year, don't you have any activities planned?"

"Ever since our last operation failed, we haven't bothered with any more plans," Hu Yifei said, recounting the previous incident directly.

I had originally decided not to watch the Spring Festival Gala and to put on my own show.

result.

Programs that were planned were either botched or had problems.

In the end, I ended up watching the Spring Festival Gala all night with snacks in my arms.

Lin Luoxue giggled upon hearing this embarrassing story.

"Every battle plan sounds great, but when it's executed, it's always the same: a small mistake can lead to a huge disaster." Guan Gu Shenqi still remembers that on that day, his house collapsed.

My childhood dream has been shattered.

That day.

He has grown up.

"So, are we just going to lie here like corpses until New Year's Eve?" Su Chen asked with some doubt.

This is Love Apartment.

Will it be that calm?

“Of course you can choose not to lie down.” Chen Meijia turned over and lay face down on the sofa. “You can choose to lie face down so you won’t feel so eager to move.”

Frame! ~

The door was pushed open.

"Look everyone! What's this!" Lu Ziqiao appeared in room 3601 holding six tickets.

Upon hearing that there was something good at 240, Chen Meijia flipped over and then did a somersault, standing up directly from the sofa and running to Lu Ziqiao's side.

This set of movements left everyone else speechless.

"Wow!!!" Chen Meijia exclaimed in surprise as she held the ticket, then asked in confusion, "What is this?"

"What are you yelling about when you know nothing?" Lu Ziqiao snatched the ticket and went to Su Chen: "This is an inside ticket that I went through a lot of trouble to snatch from a good friend!"

"Not for sale to the public~"

"Annual meeting?" Su Chen looked at a ticket; it was surrounded by a misty haze, giving it a feel of a traditional Chinese ink painting.

However, only the date and location of the annual meeting were shown, without the company name.

However, the more Su Chen looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.

This is the style of ink wash painting.

It looks like the cover of a novel.

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Su Chen: "You're not talking about Qi Rui Company's annual meeting, are you?"

“That’s right! That’s it!” Lu Ziqiao looked at Su Chen happily: “How about it? If you like reading novels, we might even find the author in there!”

Su Chen recalled that she had just declined the editor's invitation.

Should we go with Lu Ziqiao now?

Wouldn't that be a little awkward?

Su Chen hesitated for a moment before asking, "This is their internal annual meeting. Will it cause any problems if we go like this?"

"It's okay, I've already asked around with my friends. Among these authors, there's a big name who has never attended the annual meeting. We just need to pretend to be him, and the others can pretend to be his relatives."

"Oh?" Lin Luoxue tilted her head and looked at Su Chen, making him want to raise his hand as if to hit her.

Lin Luoxue flinched and looked at Lü Ziqiao: "What's that great author's pen name?"

"I think his name is something like 'Masterful Penmanship,' and I heard he's a big shot who earns a million a month." Lu Ziqiao said enviously, "If I could earn a million a month someday, I'd be willing to shorten my lifespan."

The last time he came closest to a million was when his father, Grand Marshal, came.

However, he tore up that check himself.

Now let him ask for it.

He was also embarrassed.

"Earning a million a month, wouldn't that mean you could buy so many snacks?" Chen Meijia jumped over, put her hands in front of her face, and her eyes were full of stars.

Lin Luoxue checked the author's name for "Covering the Sky with a Flick of a Finger".

Sure enough, it was him (cdeh).

"A master writer, earning millions a month!" She waved her phone, smiling at Su Chen. "It's so enviable!"

Su Chen gave a dry laugh.

Upon hearing about the income, Zeng Xiaoxian immediately stood up and exclaimed in shock, "Wow, a million a month? That's way better than me!"

"If you're going to compare yourself to someone, compare yourself to Baoqiang. Your one million won't even last you a minute."

Hu Yifei sat up and looked at Lü Ziqiao: "Sounds good, but what if it gets exposed? Wouldn't that be a disaster?"

"It's okay. Authors are usually otaku. No one knows what Zhang She is like except the editor. My friend impersonated someone called Angry Banana in the story and hasn't been discovered yet."

Chen Meijia: "Who is the angry banana?"

Lu Ziqiao waved his hand: "That's not important."

"The important thing is that, based on the current information, the author of 'Zhubi Chuanshen' has never appeared in public. It can be said that no one knows who he is except his editor."

"As long as we stay inside and don't say anything, we can keep up the act until the end."

Lu Ziqiao then took out the author's basic information from his pocket.

Several people gathered around.

Chen Meijia: "Wow! A young and handsome guy who's not even twenty years old!"

Hu Yifei: "Still a college student~"

Zeng Xiaoxian: "He's even taller than me!"

Lin Luoxue leaned closer and took a look.

He then waved his phone at Su Chen.

Seeing this, Su Chen raised his right hand, threatening to hit her.

"So, isn't it perfect for me to play the author?" After everyone finished looking at him, Lu Ziqiao grabbed his suit jacket with his right hand and struck a pose.

Chen Meijia looked him up and down, then said disdainfully, "Please, he's a twenty-year-old heartthrob. What are you? Who do you think you are?"

"I'm a young and fresh guy who's 20 years and 100 months old, okay!"

"Don't embarrass yourself." Hu Yifei pushed Lu Ziqiao aside and walked up to Su Chen.

He looked her up and down.

hiss~

Will Hu Yifei find out?

Su Chen shrank back as he looked at Hu Yifei's scrutinizing gaze.

"Alright, you're the one!"

Hu Yifei patted Su Chen on the shoulder and said to Lu Ziqiao, "This kid is also a college student, and his height is about the same. Plus, he's handsome. He looks much like you."

Lu Ziqiao walked over, glanced at him, and said, "Indeed, if we didn't know you, I would probably believe you if you said you were a master of capturing the spirit of a subject with your pen."

Chen Meijia jumped over: "Are there any handsome guys at the company's annual party?"

Lu Ziqiao: "Yes, I heard that a novel is going to be adapted into a film or television series this year, and the lead actors will be on stage to present the award."

"This internal annual meeting probably won't be broadcast live, right? What if it gets aired and the original author sees it? That would be terrible!"