Mr. Ji's morning star

Chapter 226 Ye Mo, I am Qiming

Under Nancy's gaze, Ji Mochen slowly withdrew his body and sat in his position without saying a word.

As soon as Nancy was freed, she rubbed her sore wrist and looked at Ji Mochen. The latter's face was cold and frozen, showing no emotion at all.

Believe it or not?

Nancy tilted her head, propped her chin and looked at Ji Mochen distracted.

To be honest, she didn't have to cover the vest, she just did it to avoid some troubles. After all, it would be troublesome to explain many things to people in the future.But these troublesome situations are different when it comes to Ji Mochen. ——If he is willing to believe that she is the descendant of the dragon, without further questioning, and willing to cooperate with her.

Nancy thinks this is pretty good, after all, Ji Mochen has the ability and background, and it is more convenient than her to solve all kinds of troubles.

It's just that the reality is obvious. Ji Mochen would never consider that she is the descendant of the dragon. Even if the relationship between them has eased recently, it is not good enough to trust each other.

The theater is surrounded by eerie music from horror movies and whispers between lovers.

Ji Mochen suddenly stood up and said to Nancy, "Go."

Nancy glanced at him lazily and followed him to get up.

With Ji Mochen leading the way in front, even if someone recognized Nancy after going out, they were intimidated by Ji Mochen's aura and did not dare to come forward to make friends with Nancy.

All the way to Ji Mochen's car, the two went straight to the hotel where Nancy lived without saying a word.

The driver got out of the car and helped to open the door. When Nancy walked out, it was as if nothing had happened before. She turned her head and smiled at Ji Mochen, "Brother Chen, goodbye."

Ji Mochen got out of the car.

Nancy looked at him in surprise, "There's no need to send it away."

Ji Mochen glanced at her, and walked forward on his own.

Nancy curled her lips, forget it, she doesn't have to worry so much if she wants to convulse.

After walking for a while, Nancy realized something was wrong.

Why does Ji Mochen go the same way with her, really not to see her off, is it because he wants to take a walk to the hotel because he is bored?

Until the hotel room where she lived, Nancy finally stopped, planning to see what Ji Mochen wanted to do.

As a result, Ji Mochen passed her by, stopped at the door of the guest room next to her, and took out the room card.

With a swipe, the door of the guest room opened, and Ji Mochen walked in, and closed the door by the way.

Nancy: "..."

Nancy, who also returned to her room, took a shower and changed into clean clothes before she cleared her mind.

No matter how abnormal Ji Mochen is today, thinking about what to do so much, anyway, just get along with him as usual.

To think about the meaning of Ji Mochen's words and deeds is simply more troublesome than solving the Olympiad competition.

Nancy put Ji Mochen's matter behind her, and returned her thoughts to the business.

Open the notebook first, log in to the official literature website and log in to the account of 'Descendants of the Dragon'.

As Tang Ji said, the official has sent an email about the transaction of the film and television version of the book "Morning Light".

Nancy clicked on the email to fill in part of the information, and signed the copyright transaction agency license to Chenguang Publishing House.After finishing these, Nancy continued to look at her backstage, and suddenly found an email, the signature on it made her heart skip a beat.

——Ye Mo.

Nancy looked at this impressive name that she remembered only once, and saw the content of the other party's message, so she added the other party's account as a friend, and sent a message back to the other party.

"Ding dong."

Nancy heard the prompt tone of the reply, and looked at the dialog box of the computer in surprise.

It never occurred to him that Ye Mo was still there at this time, and he replied to his message in seconds.

Nancy looked at the question displayed on the computer, and said straightforwardly, who are you?
A mischievous thought flashed through her brain, and Nancy almost wanted to say that I am Blue Star.

Worried about scaring away the little cutie who had just been hooked into the pit, Nancy stopped her thoughts in time and replied with a smile.

Descendants of the Dragon: Qiming.

Ye Mo: Your name?
Descendants of the Dragon: Yes.

'Qiming' was her code name in the army, so it is indeed her name, and this answer is not a lie.

After this round of conversation, there was no movement from Ye Mo's side. Nancy waited for a while, and then took the initiative to speak.

Descendants of the Dragon: I hope you can continue to serve as the book model of "Morning Light".

Ye Mo: If you don't know my identity, it will cause trouble for your book.

Descendants of the Dragon: You are a soldier.

After these words were sent out, there was another burst of silence.

This time Nancy was not in a hurry to get the other party's answer, the phone rang just in time, and Nancy answered the call, it was Mei Xuan calling.

"Well, I've already gone back to the hotel. Sorry to make you worry, it's fine..."

"Ding dong."

Nancy paused and looked at the computer.

Ye Mo: Yes, I have a condition.

Nancy held the phone in one hand and typed slowly with the other.

Descendants of the Dragon: Say.

Ye Mo: Tell me, the purpose of your writing.

"Oh." Nancy couldn't help laughing.

Mei Xuan's doubtful inquiry came over the phone, and Nancy responded, "It's nothing, you can arrange these things, I have no problem."

After explaining clearly to Mei Xuan, Nancy put down the phone, continued to study Ye Mo's question, and after three seconds, typed slowly.

Descendants of the Dragon: Become a literary master.

Ye Mo: This is not your ultimate goal.

Nancy laughed instead of anger when she saw this sentence. She didn't know where the other party had the confidence to say these words, but it hit the mark.

Descendants of the Dragon: Courtesy is reciprocal, now it's your turn to answer my question.

Ye Mo: Tell me.

Descendants of the Dragon: Why are you so interested in my purpose.

Ye Mo: Why do you insist on me being your book model?

Nancy curled her lips, "It's clear that I've agreed, but when I ask a question, you should answer it."

Fingers tapped on the keyboard continuously, and quickly typed a paragraph, and clicked to send it.

"Ding dong." Almost at the same time as she sent it, the other party's message also happened to come over.

Nancy looked at the contents of the dialog box.

Descendants of the Dragon: Because I am a military fan.

Ye Mo: Because I am your book fan.

"Pfft." Nancy laughed out loud, tapped the keyboard again, and sent a message.

Descendants of the Dragon: tacit understanding.

Ye Mo: Happy cooperation.

Nancy: "Hahahaha."

Ye Mo: ...

Descendants of the Dragon: [File]

Descendants of the Dragon: Book Two of Morning Light.

One day's affairs were cured by an online chat.

The next day, Nancy was called up by Mei Xuan early in the morning and went to the agreed interview location.

Mei Xuan handed over the draft that she had prepared in the evening to Nancy, "The content of this interview, in addition to the convenient promotion of your achievements, is some private gossip content that the audience likes."

Nancy looked at the draft, and Mei Xuan wrote down all the answers to the sensitive content, and sighed: "It's great to have a manager, and it's even better to have a manager like Sister Mei."

Mei Xuan was amused by her ingratiating appearance, who was playing with knives at the White Bird Literature Society yesterday...

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Mei Xuan couldn't help but look at Nancy again, thinking: Regarding the grievances between Nancy and Liu Zhifeng yesterday, except for the first half of the live broadcast, there was no extra information spread out.

(End of this chapter)