My Girlfriend has a System Chapter 179: Frequent club members

"What?"

The young literary girl froze and looked back.

Don’t say, people are pretty, blue canvas skirt fluttering, retro canvas bag, canvas running shoes... a whole set of canvas suits, but it looks very elegant.

Su Hao's smiles are all upright, and Great Master and the youth's paragraph actually appeared in front of him.

Of course, this old monk would not be like Great Master, so Su Hao took the initiative to make up for it.

"Sorry, I'm subconscious..." Su Hao whispered, then waved his hand: "But writing novels is not so difficult, the plot is better, look at those hot books. "

Su Hao although is a porter, but he is also the author.

The young literary girl raised her eyebrows and said politely: "What you said is simple, can you write a novel?"

“Eh..."

"A reader, do you know the trouble of writing novels?" The young female literary artist said with a sharp tone: "You find it easy, write!"

Talking, she was full of anger, and the tears in her eyes were still spinning.

She was read by reader cursed plot more than once in the book, and what she said was extremely polite.

Once, she did not hesitate to give up the manuscript and outline afterwards, and changed it according to the reader.

As a result, as soon as this side was changed, there was a louder scolding over there, and she was directly scolded and crying.

Then change it back...

Yes, another pass cursed.

She scolded her psychologically, and the book eventually became the eunuch...

Now listening to the rhetoric of Su Hao, she immediately remembered that experience.

“Eh..." Su Hao froze, shook his head, and finally did not speak.

"Sorry, I will talk about it casually."

As he said, he walked over casually and chose a shady place to lean against.

He said casually that he could not argue with her for such things.

In fact, if this girl didn’t seem to have subscribed to his book, he wouldn’t even bother to say anything.

The young literary girl hesitated and turned her head away from Su Hao.

"Great Master, do you want me to continue to sculpt?"

"Things have their own roots and ends, and things have their beginnings. Great Master With his hands folded, he sighed the Buddha's trumpet before saying, "The donor may be able to make a wish to the Buddha. Host's answer. "

"ēn... is fine." The young literary girl sighed and knelt on the futon in front of the Buddha.

But obviously, not to mention getting rid of the confusion, she was even more confused.

"Great Master..." The young literary girl looked at him hesitantly.

"The donor may wish to put on a joss stick. Sandalwood has the ability to meditate and relax, and the Buddha will give you the answer." Great Master bowed slightly, his eyes soft.

"Shangxiang..."

The young literary girl hesitated and looked towards the sandalwood beside the Great Master.

The sandalwood there is a hundred.

Great Master also saw the hesitation of young literary girls and sighed: "All beings have the same wisdom and morals, but they cannot be proved because of perseverance."

"Money is something outside the body. If you don't bring it to life, you won't bring it to death. Donor, your common sense is too heavy."

Young literary women hesitated: "Then buy..."

"That's right, Great Master is right, what is money, you write a novel, can't you make more money?" Su Hao came over with a smile: "The heart of the ritual Buddha can't be lacked, precisely because you lack it , So you will pounce on the street."

Great Master slightly nodded: "This donor has a bit of although, but hesitant, it is indeed a problem."

"Maybe you flutter the street because you are hesitant to come and go. Right Great Master?"

"What the donor says so much."

"I heard that the restaurant of Huang Braised Chicken Rice was going forward on Nanhua Road, just because a Buddha was invited to worship, the business only started, Great Master, did that Buddha come from you?" /

"The donor's eyes, that's exactly what it is."

"Speaking of that, there is a new club next to the yellow braised chicken, don't know how the service is?"

"It feels a little worse, the female donors are not active enough."

Suddenly, the air was quiet throughout the small temple.

The young literary girl just stiffly raised her head from the arm stretched into the canvas bag.

Great Master suddenly froze there, his face flushed red.

Su Hao chuckled. He had long seen that the young literary girl was a little poor.

In fact, if you think about it, eight out of ten novels are poor. Of the remaining two, 1.9 can only maintain a normal life. Only a few Great God earn money.

Even if she is Great God, she knows that it is a famous street after hearing her wish.

The poor people who write novels can be miserable than the workers with low wages. There is no company to pay insurance for writing novels.

In addition to being her own reader, Su Hao is a bit impatient with looks at she was pitted.

As for the yellow braised chicken and club, they were all seen when Su Hao came, thanks to Su Qianxin's "speed", Su Hao is very clear.

Obviously the surroundings economy is not well developed, but this club has an unusual atmosphere. Who is the main customer who still has to guess?

"Let's go, why are you still here?" Su Hao patted the young woman's shoulder and strode out.

The young literary girl was stunned, her face was red, and there was a flash of anger. She stood up quickly and took a sip towards Great Master, carrying the bag angrily out of the door.

She is also not a fool. Who will go to the club's Great Master also qualification to guide others?

Especially for young women in literature and art, the most annoying thing is the man who goes to that place!

Great Master's face was blue and purple, but he didn't dare to start to talk.

It’s their own fault, they go out, it’s better than making a big deal...

Su Hao put his hands in his pockets and glanced at this majestic and simple temple.

The although building is magnificent, but the people in the building are very garbage.

Su Hao has no prejudice against Buddhism, but there is a prejudice here.

The monk here does not have a heart toward the Buddha at all, and all kinds of people want to pay for it from other people’s pockets, especially the few prostitutes in their own family...

cough cough.

In short, even if the Buddha will manifest spirit, it will not manifest spirit in this temple!

Listening to the angry footsteps behind, Su Hao tilted his head slightly, thinking about it, or decided to mention the girl who wrote the novel.

Anyway, my readers are not.

"Na~IndoMTL.com~ If you can’t write a novel, you can try to follow suit. "

"Follow others’ good grades and write a text about learning their ideas and routines."

"For example, that Battle Through the Heaven, you can also write a divorce stream with a different angle..."

Su Hao is not finished yet, but changed girl with a cold hum.

"You don’t need it!"

“Eh... Hey, anyway, I just helped you once? "Su Hao frowned, a little angry.

"You don't need your good intentions!" The young literary girl sneered.

"Hey, why are you talking like this?"

"Why don’t you say that? You are so familiar with the things in the club, and you are a regular visitor at a glance! I don’t know how many girls have been scouted!"

ps: Thank you for the helm of the'Everyone's V'... how come you owe more and more