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"The Lost City III" set a good sales record one month after its launch.

Although the comics have been over for a long time, the number of readings of over 100 million, coupled with the hot serialization of "Wonderful Evil", has made the number of diehard fans only increase.

Here, Harakosha successfully negotiated a film cooperation project for this work for Senbei. The other party is one of the best film companies in China, and Senbei also received a large amount of copyright fees.

Seeing the reminder of the seven-figure silver card balance in seconds, Xianbei took a sigh of relief. It seemed that the scary life of poverty could finally come to an end...

Made a fortune.

Yuanyuan raised her hands and feet on the buckle and asked her to treat her to a meal of two thousand Japanese food.

The editor-in-chief of Hara Mitsusha, who had almost never contacted after signing the contract, also sent her a rare message.

"Congratulations, your talent and diligence have got the value he deserves."

But Xianbei didn't feel much joy. On the contrary, after seeing the editor's congratulations, his nose was sour and some wanted to cry.

Xianbei knew in her heart that at this moment, the person she most wanted to share the news with was not her lover or friend.

It was her mother, the mother she hadn't contacted for years.

In so many daring thoughts and dreams, she was crying to her harsh mother: "What I said, I did it, don't you believe it? Don't you think I can accomplish nothing?"

Fingers paused on the screen for a long time, Senbei took a deep breath and forwarded the bank card balance reminder.

She typed the eleven numbers one by one.

Xianbei was not sure if this terrible, hateful and poor woman had ever changed her phone number, but she always remembered it.

Did not add any extra words, as if provoking, and as if to prove.

Sent successfully.

Senbei's heart suddenly lightened.

The room was quiet for a long time, and there was a knock on the door.

Xianbei has not closed the door for work for a long time, but Chen Zhuo still has the habit of knocking twice, polite and respectful.

Senbei turned her head and looked straight into the eyes of the man not far away without thinking.

Love is the best healing agent, perhaps it is here.

"Go to the supermarket?" Chen Zhuo put down his hands and smiled.

Xianbei opened the stool, stood up, and nodded solemnly.

When going out, Senbei was still fully armed, still cowering from head to toe as if he was glanced at by outsiders.

The same Wal-Mart.

The two walked side by side. They were prominent people with strong auras. Chen Zhuo, wearing black T and black pants, stood beside Senbei, just like guarding the delicate young lady's bodyguard. Few people were close within two meters.

The hands that can be held together, and the conspicuous height difference, make passersby look at him.

Chen Zhuo went to pick up the shopping cart, and Xianbei also tended to follow him.

It seemed that he was a big, thick and safe shield that could stop her from any strong wind and rain.

Let me push, two small hands put on the handles, Xianbei took the initiative to ask for tassels, but was gently removed by the man, willingly as a coolie.