My daily dog ​​food routine with the school beauty

Everyone gathered around Han Xuan, observing the shiny white beads on his hands.

"It's the pearl of the night."

Han Xuan rolled the bead in his hand and handed it to the school flower on the side.

I saw that the moment the palm of the school flower just touched the beads, the night pearl suddenly burst out of a very strong light from the inside out.

The light pierced through the entire sky, and then naturally opened, forming a screen that glowed throughout.

It looks like a giant LCD TV.

With a "zila" sound, a person suddenly appeared on the screen.

It was a strange face they had never seen.

"Do you think my novel is okay?"

"I read the text, I can only say that it is average, the writing is barely fluent, but there is no cool point I want, and there is no logic in many places. If you sign a contract, you can also write and read.

"How many words is a thousand?"

“3"

3......

Lin Xi sighed lightly, this was already his first book, and he couldn't count it.

There seem to be some people in this world who can do well without effort.

But no matter how much he insisted, it was in vain.

Turning off the chat interface, Lin Xi leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes. There was a smell of smoke in the room, and he sniffed, then lit one restlessly.

The rent hasn't been paid yet, the 300 yuan owed to the aunt in the commissary downstairs hasn't been paid yet, and the 1,000 yuan borrowed from the buddy has also been spent this month.

"Death Star", a novel he is writing.

A thousand words and three yuan, it is really impossible to write.

After a long time, the chat interface flashed again.

"To be honest, a book like yours really doesn't meet the market demand."

He turned off the dialog box and walked towards the balcony.

The evening breeze was slightly cool, hitting his face, blowing the bangs in front of Lin Xi's forehead high. He craned his neck and stood in front of the railing and leaned down to look down.

The eleventh floor is very high, and if you fall down, it will be a meat puree.

Today is Lin Xi's 30th birthday.

He pulled out a Holiyo pie from the refrigerator, tore open the package, and placed the pie in the palm of his hand.

I don't know where to find a small brown candle that has turned a little gray, and insert it in the center of the pie.

It was dark in the room, and he wanted to go upstairs to catch his breath.

Lin Xi lit the candle, held the "cake" in both hands, and walked to the top of the building humming a song.

As soon as the door to the top floor opened, the candles were blown out by the sudden gale.

Oh, God helped me blow out the candle.

I haven't made a wish yet.

Lin Xi closed his eyes, walked to the railing next to the rooftop, and muttered.

"If I could do it all over again, I hope that in the next life, I will be a very famous novelist!"

As soon as the voice fell, a strong push suddenly came from behind Lin Xi.

Unable to resist, he lost his center of gravity and fell directly from the rooftop.

For a split second in the air, he saw his room, the computer still on, and the two large letters in the document were displayed on it.

"Death Star"

immediately followed, and a strong sense of weightlessness suddenly hit the whole body.

Before Lin Xi could look up to see who the person who pushed him was, there was a sudden darkness in front of him.

The sharp, cracked impact of the thought didn't have it.

On the contrary, Lin Xi felt that something was rubbing and stroking his back.

It was like a pair of hands.

He subconsciously wanted to dodge, but his body didn't obey him at all.

I can only lie on my stomach on an unknown object, and I can't open my eyes.

After a long time, Lin Xi opened his eyes, and found himself lying in a small shop with simple decoration.

Am I not dead yet?

He looked around in astonishment, then met a pair of women's eyes.

The eyes are charming and seductive, the lips are sexy and plump, and the appearance is simply delicate and lovely.

However, the woman was leaning over, her hands pressing back and forth between Lin Xi's back, as if she was massaging.

"Where is this?"

Lin Xi didn't get up immediately, subconsciously feeling that he should have fallen asleep in the massage parlor, and the one who was on the roof just now should be just a dream.

The woman looked at Lin Xi lying on the bed in surprise: "Mr. Xiaolin, this is Su Niang's massage shop." "

Su Niang massage shop?

Lin Xi glanced around and waved her hand to signal her not to press it.

Then he got up, and suddenly found that he was sore all over.

When Su Niang saw him get up, she immediately pressed him on the bed.

She said coquettishly: "Xiao Lin, don't move, you are lawless at school today, Mr. Lin beat you, if you don't let Su Niang press it, it will hurt for several days when you go back."

Lin Xi was stunned, school? He was already a thirty-year-old, how could he still be in school?

"Mirror, mirror to me."

Lin Xi suddenly lost his mind, jumped up from the bed like crazy, and finally found a large round mirror in the corner of the room.

He is actually a child now!

How could it be....

In other words, he was pushed down on the roof just now, and now he is reborn!

After writing novels for ten years, he didn't expect that one day, rebirth would appear in him.

During his lifetime, he wrote more than a dozen or twenty novels, each of which

did not talk about rebirth, because he felt that the plot of rebirth was too cliché, but the editor asked him to write such a plot.

However, he still wrote the book "Death Star" according to his own ideas, and finally got a price of three yuan for 1,000 words.

But now he has been reborn.

Lin Xi was a little helpless, and was just about to leave here, but caught a glimpse of Su Niang holding a black and glowing thing in her hand.

"What's that?" Lin Xi asked casually.

Hearing her ask, Su Niang smiled.

She is really good-looking, she has thousands of styles with a smile and a smile, and she is a beautiful embryo.

"Motorola, I spent a lot of money on this phone.

You go and inquire, but there are not many people on this street now.

After that, she also rubbed the black "iron" in her hand lovingly, for fear that it would be stained with dust.

Lin Xi was stunned, Motorola, isn't that a mobile phone that only existed in 2000?

Now everyone is Apple Huawei, who still uses that thing,

right!

"How many years is it?" His face suddenly enlarged in front of Su Niang, and Su Niang was startled.

This little kid, wasn't he beaten stupid by his father?

Su Niang picked up the green silk, leaned back, and said softly: "It's now... In 2000..."

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Xi rushed out of the door, but was blocked by a man in black.

"Xiao Lin always wants to go somewhere, the master is still waiting for you at home."

The man in black is slender, and although his words are polite, his tone is cold, giving people the feeling that he is not easy to mess with.

Lin Xi looked up at him, to be honest, he hadn't gotten used to the height of this little kid yet.

"You can go wherever you like, you can take care of it?"

Maybe it's because Lin Xi is only ten years old now, and when such words come out of his mouth, he is very inadequate.