I rely on the animation of the earth to conquer the interstellar

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

    Facing the thanks of the two, Mo Li smiled without saying a word.

    After finishing the communication, she changed hands and signed up for two extra classes.

    Looking at the increasing number of classes on the virtual screen, everyone silently made a sign of the cross on their chest, mourning the loss of their free life.

    While drawing and drawing, she became angry again.

    He is already officially working, so why not only do he have to be eight early, but he also has to attend so many classes?

    Mo Li was lying on her side on the sofa, with a thick towel on the back of her neck. She wiped her steamy hair, and clicked on the evil star game platform:

    "Baby, don't think that you can rest easy if you make money with me. Even if you don't go to school, you still have to learn some skills. Craftsmen can't starve to death in troubled times."

    There was a muffled "Oh" from the crowd.

    She turned her gaze back to the open class on the virtual light screen, forcing herself to continue listening.

    I have to admit that the CV from the broadcasting department is more professional than what I figured out. Similar to interstellar language pronunciation and the way of developing a sense of drama, if you don't go to the class specially, most people will not be aware of their own shortcomings in this life.

    Slowly, few people have learned it.

    She is not a white-eyed wolf, a sixteen-year-old child knows a lot.

    With her ability, it is no problem to deal with most of the supporting roles in the animation, and the black cat can completely squeeze her to death.

    In fact, on the contrary, Black Cat not only allowed her to live a leisurely life as a freelancer, but now also specially enrolls in courses for her to improve her skills.

    It's not necessary at all, the black cat just did it.

    "Boss, why did you sign up for the online class for me? Ah, I mean..."

    Unknowingly, everyone in the crowd had already expressed their doubts.

    Mo Li's fingers lingered between the sinful numbers "-66%" and "-90%". After hearing the question from the crowd, she blinked:

    "You know, I'm quite envious of you."

    Men Ke Luoque rolled his eyes instantly.

    She doesn't know, she just thinks that the black cat is in Versailles.

    Mo Li smiled and shook her head, and decisively bought the game in her hand.

    From the bottom of her heart, she envied the sparse life, freedom, free will, and being protected by her parents' wings.

    If this kind of life were exchanged for Mo Li on Earth, she would definitely be more vigilant. I wondered if my brother owed another big debt, so I hurried to curry favor with her so that I could borrow money to make up for that bottomless pit.

    Her relationship with her family is just that bad.

    Mo Li was born in a small third-tier city on the eastern coast of China.

    My father was a laid-off worker in a steel factory, and my mother was a waiter in a restaurant. There were three acres of land and a small orange tree in my hometown.