That's heartbreaking.
How did he become part of the "Funeral Love Family"?
He's clearly a cool, handsome guy!
He moved his mouth, but couldn't suppress his resentment.
He protested in a low voice, "I, I'm not."
Luo Miao received Jiang Liu's reply and was reading it when she heard Fan Xuhui's words. Without thinking, she asked, "What is it?"
Fan Xuhui's expression changed, and he glared angrily at Luo Miao.
"nothing."
Anyway, he's the number one handsome guy!
Luo Ling said "oh" and continued looking at the screen.
Editor Jiang Liu:We're handling this on our end, it'll be done soon.
Even if you get out later, you might still be locked out.
Because the system has an automatic setting, if there are too many complaints, it will run directly without manual intervention.
The tech department is adjusting your whitelist, but it will take some time.
Luo Ling fell silent.
He felt that even if it was whitelisted, it would only be exposed more severely after it came out.
Of course, it's the black kind.
Thinking about this makes me want to facepalm.
If it weren't for someone, he wouldn't have...
But then again, in the short period between morning and the time his account was locked, his data increased several times over.
Well, fortune and misfortune are intertwined.
Zero Degrees: I understand. So, what about the omnichannel weekend?
Jiang Liu stared at the two chat boxes on the screen, feeling a bit overwhelmed.
After thinking about it, I'll answer zero degrees first.
Jiang Liu: It's okay, it's still you this weekend, don't worry.
Only after the message is successfully sent will you start replying to the other one.
Luo Ling touched his nose; he knew Jiang Liu had misunderstood.
What he really wanted to ask was whether the weekend omnichannel sales were still his.
Although the rest of my life was stolen, the rest of my life was also stolen from others.
As for the one whose belongings were stolen, his editor will reimburse him next week.
Zero Degrees: Okay, editor, I will try my best to save up some drafts.
After thinking about it, I'll add one more sentence.
Zero Degrees: I will also keep a close eye on this old man in the house.
Fan Xuhui: "..."
"He's not a master, he's clearly a servant."
Luo Ling was searching the web when she overheard someone talking about something.
Turning her head: "What are you muttering about over there?"
Fan Xuhui immediately backed down.
He quickly shook his head and said with a serious face, "No, I see, it's out."
After saying that, he picked up his phone, ready to send a tip.
Then…
Fan Xuhui fell silent as he stared at the still-connected call.
Has he become a little stupid lately?
Why do I always feel like there's something wrong with how I think?
Hang up the phone quickly and pretend nothing happened.
Open the app and start looking for books on zero degrees.
"Have you not updated today yet? Hurry up and update."
Staring at the unchanged word count above, Fan Xuhui instantly transformed into a "post-update-urging demon king."
"Hey, don't pretend you didn't hear me. Hurry up and hand over the manuscript. Look at the state you've been in tormenting your readers."
Fan Xuhui handed the opened comments section to Luo Miao, urging him to face the issue head-on.
Luo Ling glanced at it with a slightly guilty look.
A girl from a modest family [★★★★★]: Dear author, if you keep doing this, I'm thinking of giving up on the story. I keep getting stuck at the most exciting parts and burst into tears.
After the rain cleared [★★★★★]: Zero-character, how much longer do you owe us manuscripts? Be careful, or I'll get angry and abandon the story. Ugh, I'm so angry. Let me send a donation to calm down.
Luo Miao's lips twitched.
"Other people think my author writes well because of Calvin, but it's become like this for me."
"Your generation of readers is really no good."
Fan Xuhui: "...You talk like you're all that, just because you're an author. If you're so capable, why don't you write a hundred chapters?"
Luo Ling: "..."