Chapter 860

Song Xi's hand on the keyboard, fumbled for a long time, before trembling to type a few words.

"Hua Hua editor, this is..."

Morson looks up and touches his chin. Is he old?

"Am I old?"

Song CuO is an exciting spirit. He quickly realizes that he is stupid again, fool? This is not true. No matter which woman is said to be old, her mood will not be wonderful.

"No, it's not. It's a big flower. I mean to show my respect to you, not to say you're old. You will always be an invincible young girl! "

Morson looks at it. It's covered with black lines.

"Code the words."

Besides, I don't know what this stupid woman will say.

Song cuoshu tone, obediently back to a "Oh" word, quickly roll to the code word.

Having said so much, she still doesn't know why Huahua editor likes all her remarks.

The day of PK will come soon.

Because of the recommendation, Song Xi's collection of articles has risen very well. Basically, it can maintain 2000 new collections a day.

Looking at the rising data, Song Xi is very happy. It seems that she has already seen her future appearance.

She has already written four articles, including the article which is being serialized in her hand, but it is the book that makes the street.

Relying on the meager monthly contribution fee, her small life is simply beyond her means.

If this article can have a good result, then she can also improve life.

Not to be a great God, as long as you can feed yourself.

But her father and mother, as well as that worried cousin Shuchang, would not let her go on like this all the time.

That night, she received a call from her mother.

As soon as the phone was connected, her mother's unique loud voice was bombarded.

"Song Xi, you're a dead girl. You said that you write online articles at home every day. Are you going to get moldy at home? What's good about that stuff? Can you feed yourself!

You are not too young. You think you can be willful for a few years. Go out and look for a job as soon as possible! "

Song Xi felt a headache, writing this is her dream, she really want to stick to it, want someone to understand her, support her, but no one can understand her ideas.

No one knows what she wants.

Even if she was born and raised by her parents, she couldn't understand what she really thought.

"Mom, I want to write, can't you support my hobby?"

She said helplessly.

"What hobbies, what support you, hobbies can serve as a meal! It's important to get a decent job! "

Song Xi is usually afraid of her mother, but once involved in this matter, she would not give in.

"I don't want to. I'll write. Even if I'll be poor all my life, I'll recognize it!"

Song Xi's mother was obviously very angry with her, and her voice was a few more degrees: "nonsense!"

"I'm not fooling around. I'm not impulsive." It was something she wanted to do a long time ago, and she didn't want to regret it.

There was silence for a while. Song Xi's father answered, "Xiao Xi, it's not that we don't support you. It's your job. It's too unprotected to take care of you all your life."

"Dad, you believe me, I will make myself very good."

She doesn't believe that she can't break out of her own sky in the network.

"If you can find a man with good financial conditions to get married, then we don't care about your online writing."

Only in this way can they rest assured.

"Dad..."

"I'll meet the blind date your cousin introduced you to tomorrow."

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