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Early the next morning.

Green shaded community.

Gong Wanqing's residence.

On the sofa in the living room, Gong Wanqing's long eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened her eyes.

The scene that comes into view is the familiar living room.

The sunlight penetrated outside the window, with a little warmth, and the entire living room became slight.

Gong Wanqing subconsciously stretched her waist and was suddenly stunned again.

Um

Her plain eyebrows frowned, and a look of doubt appeared on her face.

How could I sleep here

But then, the memories before going to bed emerged, and Gong Wanqing immediately understood.

It turned out that after drinking the ginger beer that Yang Hao cooked last night, she seemed to be lying on the sofa and fell asleep.

What about Yang Hao

Gong Wanqing suddenly remembered Yang Hao again, and her body was half-supported from the sofa.

At this time, she suddenly realized that she was still covered with a quilt.

"Yang Hao"

Gong Wanqing screamed tentatively.

But then, her eyes finally fell on the coffee table in front of her.

The coffee table with many empty beer cans was originally piled up, but it was now cleaned up.

There was only a white note, which was placed conspicuously.

Gong Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then reached out and took it over to take a look.

It clearly says.

"Teacher Gong, seeing that you are asleep, I won't wake you up. I'm back, I wish you a good dream!"

The handwriting is quite neat.

Gong Wanqing looked at it in a daze for a while, then shook her head.

But at this time, even she herself did not notice it, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

...

at the same time.

In the coconut tree community.

Yang Hao, who was lying on the bed in a large shape, had gradually woken up.

He just woke up and even woke up for a while.

However, after immediately remembering what happened last night, Yang Hao laughed a little.

Last night, he came back wearing Gong Wanqing's father's clothes, which naturally caused a surprise between Jiang Xiaomei and Ye Chutong.

He also talked for a long time before he couldn't confess Gong Wanqing.

After all, what should I say?

Yang Hao couldn't say that he met Gong Wanqing when he went out tonight, and then he cured her feet. He was invited by the other party to sit at home and then cooked medicine for the other party to drink something.

This experience was too tortuous. Yang Hao was afraid that he would scare Jiang Xiaomei and Ye Chutong, especially Ye Chutong.

If I told her, this girl would be frightened and might have caused this incident to the school, and it would be troublesome.

So it is better to have less than more things, so Yang Hao didn't tell them about this.

Next.

There is nothing to say.

After Yang Hao finished washing up, he immediately went out to have breakfast with Ye Chutong.

After all, I have to attend classes today.

However, while having breakfast, Yang Hao suddenly seemed to think of something, his expression lit up, and he suddenly took out his phone.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Ye Chutong, who was opposite, was confused when she saw this, and immediately asked while eating bread.

"It's okay, eat yours."

Yang Hao didn't say much, but just looked at his phone tightly.

I have already said that because I was busy comprehension of magic and had no time to think about how to deal with the monsters in the crypt, Yang Hao was lazy again and posted another post to ask for a brainstorm.

The reason why he suddenly took out his phone was because he suddenly remembered this.

Immediately afterwards.

Yang Hao quickly opened the Longkong Forum.

Log in, and click on the post.

Yang Hao has edited the first mental thread before, so this time it is naturally new.

When Yang Hao entered at one o'clock, his eyes suddenly lit up again.

At this time, there were a lot of replies!

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Posted by: He once passed by day

Title: Please continue your imagination!

Content: Yes, it's me again. Some people probably know that I'm writing a novel, but when I was conceiving a certain plot, I got stuck again. Please help me to continue brainstorming.

The plot is probably like this: as the protagonist of the Earthlings, when he goes to another world, he will be regarded as a super giant over a hundred meters.

The same is true for the protagonist's things brought from the earth to another world, and they have almost been expanded a hundred times.

Now the protagonist has begun to meet a race similar to a little mouse in another world, with tens of thousands of heads, and these little mouse races all live deep underground.

In this case, what can the protagonist take from the earth to deal with the little mouse race?

Please continue your imagination, brothers and sisters!

Reply:

1st floor, Jiushu: Brother Ritian, I'm here to see you again! It will definitely be popular haha!!!

The second floor, it will definitely be popular: I'm going, and the upstairs are calling me again, but Brother Ritian, what a coincidence, the new novel I wrote is also stuck in the same plot, haha, if that happens, I won't post another one, and then I'll find a brainstorm in your post to write it, haha!

3rd Floor, Scholar: Hey, have you posted a post before? How do you say it? I feel that the plot I mentioned by the post is very similar to the book I read.

4th floor, 6:30: I'll go, you'll tell me the title of the book upstairs!

5. Insighter: I understand. I am quite familiar with this plot. I just finished reading it. What is the name of the book? It’s in Feilu? It seems that the protagonist of the book has encountered similar situations. The author can refer to how he handled it!

6th floor, you, Brother Wu of Society: Haha, I'm here again, the poster, have you written my last suggestion in it? It's just to bring the girl from another world into reality and sell it. I'll order two first, uh, is it exposed again?

7th floor, Tongxin: Let me get out of here and let me give you another water sticker. It is not easy to deal with tens of thousands of little mice. Just give a few hundred yuan to the insecticide company and ask them to go and kill them 2333!

8th floor, I am God: Hello, Master, goodbye to the poster.

9th floor, Black Memory: Why can't I understand what you are talking about?

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Yang Hao looked while drinking white porridge.

When he saw the 9th loss on the first floor, he immediately smiled.

Brother Jiushu is indeed loyal enough, and this time I am here to support him again.

In the last post, Yang Hao originally planned to confess to Jiuhu, but after thinking about it, he still didn't tell the truth to the other party.

Because Yang Hao felt that he had to post a lot of posts like this in this Longkong forum, just like now, he could only maintain the idea that he wanted to "write novels".

But then again, Yang Hao is really likely to write novels in the future. After all, who can explain the future clearly?

And immediately afterwards.

Yang Hao looked on again. When he saw the speech that would definitely be furious, he almost let out a puff and a mouthful of porridge water.

When Yang Hao came to his senses, he was also amazed and laughed.

Well, this will definitely become popular. It was the person who said in Yang Hao’s post last time that he wanted to learn from his ideas, create a new novel, and open the Crystal Palace.

At that time, Yang Hao was busy recording his brains, so he would definitely become popular after paying attention to this, so he ignored it.
To be continued...