"Hey! They asked me to broadcast your cooking live, you can prepare it."

"???" Guo Jialin looked at Yu Xiaomiao with confusion.

"What are you watching? I'm going to broadcast live." Yu Xiaomiao said with a red face.

Of course, Yu Xiaomiao would not say that it was because Guo Jialin made sweet and sour pork ribs, which was too fragrant, that was the result of being called to live broadcast in front of fans!

"Can you not show your face?" Guo Jialin asked.

"Yeah...it depends on the situation!" Yu Xiaomiao responded perfunctorily.

Seeing Yu Xiaomiao's perfunctory look, Guo Jialin knew that he was about to show his face.

In fact, Guo Jialin is not necessarily unable to show his face, but he is afraid that if there are too many tricks in the novels later, if he walks on the road, will he be beaten by fans?

After all, after today's daily tasks were completed, Guo Jialin exchanged "Zhu Xian" with two death points.

Every mistake is Zhu Xian who will be the one who will be rioted once it is written, and you will definitely be beaten.

Moreover, Guo Jialin's plan is to finish the script in two days and start coding Zhuxian. Zhuxian only has 1.52 million words, and the number of words in Zhuxian's chapter is almost twice that of a chapter of Dou Break, so he can just update two times a day.

Yu Xiao turned on his phone and continued the live broadcast.

"Wow! Meow's technique is so skillful! This dish must taste good."

"What did Meow Master do? It's a bit far away and can't see clearly."

"Didn't you find that Miao Ye's side face looks very good?"

Yu Xiaomiao suddenly saw this barrage and immediately looked at Guo Jialin, as if...probably...maybe...maybe...ok! It looks a little bit good.

Moreover, Yu Xiaomiao also noticed that Guo Jialin was very stable in cooking, not like the kind of person who just learned how to cook, but Hu Yifei had no reason to lie!

Sure enough, Guo Jialin has many secrets.

As the saying goes, men with secrets are very attractive to women, and Yu Xiaomiao is no exception.

"Sister Meow, please scream meow, we have to look at the face."

"The side face looks so good, and the front face must be not bad."

"Die Cat, they have to look at the face." Yu Xiaomiao also knew that it would be better not to call him his real name, but calling him Miao Ye was too disadvantageous. She just happened to think of Guo Jialin's nickname online.

"Hahaha! This dead cat is so meowing well, a little Rocket."

"This dead cat meow made me feel so happy! I felt better all of a sudden, I didn't have much money, just a husky."

"Sister Miao understands us. When Miao Ye watches the live broadcast, how will we change the ending if we kill the cat?"

"agree."

“Additional.”

“1.”

“12581.”

Guo Jialin did not turn his head, but continued to stir-fry the dishes seriously and said, "Let's talk about it after the dishes are fried!"

Although Guo Jialin has a systematic bonus, this is his first time cooking, so it is better to be serious.

Egg fried rice is not a dish, but at most it is fried rice.

"Sister Meow, can you help us see how many manuscripts there are in Miaoye's computer? If you read it, a rocket will be stable."

"Add to the upper floor, I'll send the rockets after seeing it."

"Add me one."

The topic was instantly ignited, and everyone encouraged Yu Xiaomiao to peek at the saved manuscript.

But Yu Xiaomiao felt that how could a person who is so upright could be tempted by money? How could he peek? If you want to see it, you should also be open and make money by the way.

At worst...at least you can share half of the money you earn this time...why 40%?...3...at 10%! I am indeed a good person.

Then Yu Xiaomiao came to Guo Jialin's computer like Guo Jialin's bedroom.

"What is the password for the computer?" Yu Xiaomiao asked.

"What are you doing when you turn on the computer?" Guo Jialin asked curiously.

"They want to read your manuscripts, and I will make some pocket money by the way, and I will give you some at that time."

Chinese is very particular. If you want to tell me a little bit, it can be 10%, 1.5%, or even 1 cent.

When Guo Jialin heard that he wanted to read the manuscript, he was so amazing. He smiled and said, "The password is your birthday."

Haha, although I had published more than a dozen novels before I came to cook, I couldn’t help but have a fast speed! I still have more than 200,000 words of manuscripts to save!

They saw better, and they could burst out even if they were not sure.

"You...how do you know my birthday?"

Yu Xiaomiao no longer cared about the fans there, and said with a blushing face.

"Did you forget to check in and do you need your ID card when you register on the live broadcast? By the way, I will write it down!"

"Hmph!" Yu Xiaomiao thought to herself: "I won't even give you 1CD."

And the fans rioted again.

"Damn it, show your love in front of us. Miao Ye, you are afraid you don't want to recommend tickets, rewards and future monthly tickets!"

"Sister Meow, go and see how many manuscripts there are left in this dead cat. I have added more than ten chapters in the morning. I don't know how much he has to explode."

"But Doupo is still very good! At the beginning, there was a gangster with him, and then he woke up from the useless man and pretended to slap in the face. This kind of plot can be a routine!"

"Indeed, now that Fantasy has seen Dou Po live, he has published several similar novels, but Dou Po is still the best."

"Isn't that nonsense? No matter how superb the plagiarism technique is, it's still not as good as the original one. In fact, it's great to borrow some tricks and create your own cultivation system and world background. These novels are all full of fighting spirit, and there's nothing to say about it!"

"Stop being wrong, look at Miao Ye's computer."

Yu Xiaomiao clamped the camera, then entered her birthday on the computer, and it turned on.

"Hey! Why does Sister Meow still have to lock her phone? We saw her birthday and I was just right to give you a gift that day!"

Will Yu Xiaomiao say that his birthday is Children's Day? It may be that the curse of his birthday will make him unable to grow taller.

In fact, Yu Xiaomiao’s way of doing this is not just not growing taller! Yu Xiaomiao and Guo Jialin may be regarded as Guo Jialin’s daughter!

Of course, this does not mean that Guo Jialin looks very old. To be precise, Guo Jialin is also quite young.

The documents written by Guo Jialin are all in the same folder, and the name of the folder also says "money-making tools". It's really simple and simple and crude.

Open the folder, and it shows Doupo Cangqiu, 5 cm in seconds, sequential comic script, Zhu Xian.

"Sister Meow, wait a moment, can you read that second-speed comic script?"

In an instant, a large wave of rockets attacked, all asking for the opening of the comic script.

Yu Xiaomiao said: "There is nothing good to watch in the comic script, and you can't understand it either!"

"Sister Meow, are you underestimating us? We have watched it many times, right?"

Yu Xiaomiao sighed, and then opened Guo Jialin's comic script.

"Damn it! Is this really written by Miao Ye? It's all in Japanese!"

"My master is a talent! With my n1 level, I still can't understand it."

"Do you call me crazy and translated Japanese scripts for your friends? You don't have to worry about the cartoonist not being able to understand Chinese."

"You are all watching the second speed, but we can't understand the script. Then I just want to ask, haven't you discovered that "Zhu Xian"? Is Meow going to write a new book?"

"No! Doupo has just begun! With such a large amount of workload, how could you have time to get another novel? It should be the outline written by Miao Ye, but I really want to read it."

Yu Xiaomiao turned off the script of the second speed and opened the Battle Break the Sky.

"Damn it! There are still 270,000 words? There are probably 90 chapters left! If you want to finish all of this, isn't it going to be the rhythm of Baimeng?"
Chapter completed!