It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

Nervously returning to the hotel, after confirming that there was no "Yan Fan" following her, Su Chen completed the formalities at the front desk, received her room card, and went upstairs.

After going through such a thing, now that he returned to the hotel, he lost all sleepiness.

It's like being in school, listening to the teacher chanting scriptures in class, you are sleepy to death, and you are dying of regret for cultivating immortals yesterday, your eyelids are fighting, and you swear that you must take a nap during class.

Then, when it’s time for class, yes, when the bell rings, you won’t be sleepy in an instant. Looking at the classroom without a teacher, you can’t even remember who you are with that kind of self-confidence and arrogance.

Sleep, sleep a fart!

At this time, Su Chen was not invigorated by this wonderful law.

Anyway, as soon as I touched the bed, I suddenly wanted to take out my phone and scan for a while.

Take out your phone, the more you swipe, the less sleepy you will be.

That's weird.

It's almost one o'clock in the morning now.

I went to station b and read a few private messages. Even though it was already midnight, there were still countless users who privately messaged Su Chen and sent him a group number.

After a few tentative searches, he saw what kind of group they were.

What are "Maobao's mother fans", "Maoxuewang teacher trading group", "leather whip dripping wax reminder group", "Maobao women's clothing support group", and even the "Maoxuewang の face powder gathering place" just now in.

It's outrageous in terms of nm.

This group name doesn't look like a serious group at first glance, and I'm not a fool, so it's strange to be able to add it.

After flipping through the unreliable private messages, Su Chen was about to put down her phone and go to sleep, when suddenly, a message notification sounded on QQ.

He glanced at it for the time being, and if it wasn't someone important, he would just ignore it.

"Teacher Maoxuewang, are you asleep?"

But when he saw this, he was taken aback.

The news actually came from Feng Yu.

What are you looking for at night?

Su Chen was a little strange.

Usually, his conversations with Feng Yu are limited to good morning and good evening, and some topics of work sketches-this girl is still quite shy in front of him, although she usually makes a second grade, but most of the time Here, they will not ask themselves to take the initiative to talk.

This suddenly talked to himself. If he said that there was nothing important, he would not believe it.

"I haven't slept yet, what's wrong?"

He tapped the phone screen and replied.

If it was Feng Yu, he still wouldn't leave the other party alone.

And on the other side.

In the apartment, Feng Yu lying on the bed was startled when he saw that Su Chen actually replied, like a frightened little rabbit.

"Yinsha! Teacher Maoxuewang really replied! He hasn't slept yet!"

Exclaiming in surprise, calling Yinsha to come with her, Feng Yu was a little at a loss.

"How should I tell him?" Feng Yu asked.

Yinsha, who was wrapped in a bath towel, hurried over when she heard the words.

Yes, she just got out of the shower,

The two evils that are too full on the chest are almost ready to come out. Obviously, the small bath towel is not enough for Yinsha's size.

However, Feng Yu's attention was not on these at this time.

Now she desperately hopes to get Su Chen's forgiveness.

"Would it be better for me to admit my mistake now?"

Feng Yu asked Yin Ya.

The latter waved his hand without thinking, and said, "No way!"

"If you confess now, the consequences will definitely be unimaginable." Yinsha analyzed, "Well, first ask Teacher Maoxuewang when he will come back."

"Oh." Feng Yu nodded obediently, and began to type honestly.

"Mr. Maoxuewang, when are you coming back?"

"Maybe you can go back tomorrow, the affairs here are basically done." Su Chen replied.

Looking at Su Chen who responded to the message in seconds, Feng Yu fell into confusion again.

"Then what?"

"Let's make an appointment at a restaurant with Teacher Maoxuewang, and let's take it as a clean-up. When the time comes, let's take a step and see—"

"What does that have to do with confessing mistakes?"

"You're stupid, there's nothing that can't be solved with a meal. Treat Teacher Mao Xuewang to a meal. Maybe the other party is in a better mood, so you can forget about it."

"Ang, that makes sense."

The two women conspired in front of the mobile phone, and finally reached an agreement.

Then, Su Chen on the other side of the screen also received the message.

"Teacher Maoxuewang, do you have anything to eat?"

Su Chen was taken aback: "Huh? Why are you asking this?"

Feng Yu: "Yinsha and I plan to welcome you tomorrow, do you have anything to eat, I'll book a restaurant (serious face)"

Su Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

These two girls are quite cute.

I just went to the magic capital for a day, and it was so grand when I came back, it really flattered him, Su.

So he also typed: "You don't need to pick up the wind and wash the dust, I just went to Bilibili, and besides, didn't you and Yinsha have already paid a large amount of rewards in the live broadcast room..."

"That's right! That tip is from Yinsha and I!" Feng Yu looked excited, "So, Teacher Maoxuewang, please calm down."

"???"

Su Chen's head short-circuited for a moment: "What's the matter?"

"No...it's nothing, anyway, tomorrow we will be waiting for you at the Yipinlao hot pot restaurant opposite the store."

"So I said no need..."

"That's it, Teacher Maoxuewang, we will call tomorrow for the specific time."

"..."

Su Chen looked at Feng Yu whose face had darkened, and was speechless.

What the hell does this mean?

Why did these two people treat themselves to dinner when they disagreed?

A night of incomprehensible past.

The next day, he arrived at Pudong Airport on time to prepare for the return flight. Due to the delay of the plane, he was slightly delayed.

But these are harmless.

Before getting on the plane, he received another call from Feng Yu.

The other party told him that he had booked a private room in Yipinlao, and they would pick him up at the airport when he got off the plane.

"This... really doesn't matter."

The abnormal behavior of the two women made him think that the sun came out from the west today.

"Oh, Mr. Maoxuewang, don't be too polite. Let's be honest, we are already rushing to the airport."

Feng Yu was super enthusiastic on the phone.

In the end, Su Chen couldn't hold back the other party, so he had no choice but to let the other party do what he wanted.

Soon, in half an hour.

After entering the very spacious and comfortable first-class cabin, I waited for a long time before the plane took off.

After more than two hours, we reached our destination.

Looking out through the small window, the clouds are like clusters of cotton candy, embellishing the blue sky with thick white.

Then.

The plane lands on the airport.

It was past twelve o'clock in the noon, and it was probably after one o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the hotel. Even though Su Chen got up early, he still had a late show.

Blame the damn plane for being late and delaying time.

When I have money in the future, I must hire an airline company, and send all the non-serious fishing staff there to do radio gymnastics under the 30-degree sun in the dog days.

Su Chen has lofty ambitions.

After getting off the plane with his bag in hand, he received a text message from Feng Yu, saying that they were already waiting for him at the exit of the airport.

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