C34 (1/2)
”Ah, uh …”
”You're not going to tell me that you didn't write a single word, are you?”
She hurriedly explained, ”Two days ago, I burnt the main computer board. The script was written, and after the main computer board was burned down, there were no more scripts left …”
”Nikki, do you have a better excuse?”
If that was the case, then Ah Hua would have to hear it countless times every month from different authors. She already did not believe this excuse that had been used a long time ago.
”Ah Hua, what I said is true …”
”Really? I believe you burned the motherboard last month? Why is my luck so bad! This time, it's burned again? ”
”This time, it's really burnt down …” ”Err …” When he found that he had leaked it, it was already too late for him to reclaim it.
”Hehe, it's true this time. In that case, the last time was fake!”
”Ah Hua, listen to my explanation, I …”
”Don't say anything else, Nikki. Let me tell you, on this month's deadline, if you don't submit your script on time, the payment will be delayed by one month. Let's see if you can learn from your mistakes!”
”Ah Hua ~”
”Du du du”
The sound of her phone being mercilessly hung up rang out. Nikki really wanted to die. This bad habit of hers of digging holes for herself, when would it ever change?
It was already the first of November, so she had to hand in the script for the 25th. That meant that including today, there were only 25 days left, and he would have to pay at least 300,000 yuan a month in scripts, as well as the follow-up action of 'Dimension Subduing' …
She pressed both her hands against her abdomen and her forehead stared at the window, maintaining this posture for a good while before she abruptly stood up, gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. She rummaged through the cabinet to find a belt that could be continuously heated, pressing the warm side against her abdomen to a certain extent. This way, she could relieve her abdominal pain to a certain extent.
After he went to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of hot water and put it on the desk, he closed his eyes and recalled what he had written before. His fingers gently rested on the keyboard, and the moment he opened his eyes, the ten slender fingers on the keyboard started to beat rapidly.
The work lasted from nine in the morning until one in the afternoon before he was interrupted by a phone call.
Looking at the string of unfamiliar numbers on the screen, Nikki couldn't remember whose number it was.
”Who is it?”
”Miss Su, it's me, Tang Bainfeng!”
”I see, it's Mr. Tang. I'm sorry, but I didn't have the time to comment on your cell phone number!”