Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

444 was somewhat reluctant.

[How beautiful this is, let those dogs look down on people and take a good look, how beautiful are you? 】

Su Qiao was unmoved: "It's not time yet."

"If you want to get rid of the blind one, you have to pretend first."

【All right. 】

Although reluctant, 444 had to say that Su Qiao was right.

According to memory, Su Qiao gently painted a light brown spot on the right face, and then lay down on the large European-style bed, spreading her limbs indecently.

Looking at the beautiful lines on the ceiling, he sighed: "Brother and sister-in-law, Xiao Si, I feel like I want pills."

[Host, why are you so unconfident? When did he not meet you, just like a cat met a mouse? 】

444 is not worried at all.

"Little Si, are you itchy?"

What is a cat meeting a mouse?

She is so beautiful as a flower, why did she get along with the mouse?

[Cough cough, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, don't mind, I just want to tell you that after he sees you, all feudal etiquette will go away. 】

"Also, no matter how old-fashioned he is or how old-fashioned he is, Miss Ben still doesn't believe that he is not interested."

The mourning lasted for three seconds, and Su Qiao's expression was instantly flying, full of fighting spirit.

[That's right, who are we, we are...]

"Don't worry, the clone has two wishes.

One is to get an upright divorce and make Zhang Ruohan pay the corresponding price;

One is to become a writer, to live out oneself, and to become a new-age woman. "

【writer? 】

[Haha, the writer is good, now the novels I wrote can come in handy. 】

444 is happy.

Yo drink, the glorious era of Xiao Ye has finally come.

"Speech is very free in this era, but not everything is suitable to be published. Don't think about your end-of-the-world and future."

Su Qiao turned over, lay on the pillow, looked at the dense tree outside the window, and thought about it:

"She herself has written a lot of poetry collections. I'll see if there are any suitable ones, revise them a little bit, pick them out, and publish them."

[Then I will also go and pick them carefully, then you can see if you can do it. 】444 Some can't wait.

"Um."

Su Qiao stared at the leaves outside the window that were rustled by the light wind, and was stunned.

"It's time to get some silver dollars, or a little yellow croaker."

When the original body got married, because both grandfather and father died, the family had no money at all, so there was no dowry.

The government would give her 30 silver dollars every month, but a small part was used to buy books and paper, ink and paint brushes, and a large part was used to subsidize her parents' family.

So she really didn't have any money left in her pocket now.

In this era, there are no stocks or anything. She is a housewife, where can she get money?

Su Qiao was a little confused.

Forget it, let's go out and have a look tomorrow.

Thinking, Su Qiao sat up, crossed her legs and closed her eyes.

After a while, she slowly opened her eyes, with a hint of joy in her eyes.

Can practice, and the speed of practice is quite fast.

*

On this day, Su Qiao did not step out of the Xiaobailou again, and the meal was brought back by Liu's mother as usual.

After dinner, Su Qiao paused her practice and went into the study to check some manuscripts that Yuan Shi had written before.

After picking and revising again, Su Qiao finally compiled a modern poetry collection.

After thinking about it, she added a few poems about youth and beautiful love.

No way, these are popular at this time.

Especially those young men and women who call themselves the new era, especially admire these ethereal things.

Fortunately, Su Qiao wrote a lot of love songs in the last plane, and combined with the most popular poems about this era in his mind, it is not a problem to write these.