Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

609 Manchuria: the originator of the country, Jiang Lang did his best

Log in to Weibo.

Qin Ran’s memory has always been good. When she first opened Weibo, Weibo was just getting hot. Editor Shen asked her to open Weibo to praise fans and rush to sell comics.

She also lacked money at that time, so she registered a Weibo and verified it.

When truanting with Pan Mingyue, Pan Mingyue likes to take pictures everywhere and draw architectural drawings, and Qin Ran will paint.

Qin Ran has known from time to time that she is different from others. Her friends are Wei Zihang and Pan Mingyue. As for Song Luting and Pan Mingxuan, they often dismiss them as radishes.

"Sirian" is the earliest manuscript.

The earliest when this cartoon started, it was the first time Qin Ran realized that Ning Ling and Chen Shulan were not easy.

"Sirius" is an undergraduate comic book, the beginning is the war on the verge of the end of the world, the protagonist Wang Rui is the most ordinary ordinary person in the world, and soon visitors from outside the world broke the peace of the world.

A peaceful town became fragmented due to the massive incursions from outsiders.

Wang Rui was mistakenly infected, and his parents abandoned him. He took his younger brother on a rescue helicopter and left to go to the largest defense base in Beijing. He was abandoned by his parents in the isolation zone.

The advent of the doomsday gave the world a hierarchy soon, and began to return to the era of respect for martial arts.

The abandoned Wang Rui did not die, but was rescued by a doctor from an experimental base in the town.

The doctors here have predicted the disaster in advance and studied the domestic defense base. At this time, this base is undergoing one of the biggest transformations. Can humans live safely in the defense base? The final experimental results of this group of doctors.

At the same time, Wang Rui, who was rescued and was a regular habit of skipping class fights, did not die under the care of the doctor, but instead awakened his power.

He went out to meet the illegitimate child Ouyang Lan abandoned by the big family and the high school student president Jiang Feng...

The comics are very long, and most of them are fighting scenes.

At the end of the first step, the doctors and the researchers in the laboratory handed over the experimental results to Wang Rui and the three men, so that the three could be brought to the leader of the Beijing defense base.

At this point, it stopped abruptly. Whether the doctor died or not is a matter of concern to everyone.

In the eyes of readers, Ph.D. is an anti-cute person, the most popular fan in addition to the three protagonists, and countless fans.

Many readers are still waiting for Wang Rui Ouyang Lan to return to the main city base and kill the Quartet.

Later, because her cartoon became popular, many follow-up cartoons emerged.

Holding a mouse, Qin Ran held a private message and comment on Weibo, but she paused a moment. She opened the permission on Weibo and only accepted comments from people who followed...

Unexpectedly, it was still full of unread news.

Qin Ran's private letter marked with red, paused for a long while before opening.

The first private letter introduced into the eyes was edited by Shen--

Magic lamp, are you back?

Continue to the next one-

The magic lamp is so big, why there is no second part, you are a sealed mom (Tear Ben) (Tear Ben)

Why not write the second part?

Qin Ran's thoughts fluttered a little.

Because the doctor is dead.

Faith collapsed.

Qin Ran took a deep breath.

The prototype of the doctor is Ning Ling, and the prototype of the "Sirian" laboratory is the base of Ninghai Village.

Countless times she wants to give everyone a good ending in her fantasy, but her hopes are shattered before she can start.

Qin Ran continued to go down.

Even if she turned off comments, she received many private messages every day, with new fans and old fans.

There are not many fans on her Weibo, 5 million.

Compared with the qr number of tens of millions of pink, five million is not much.

But in the comics world, five million is already the standard for comics.

Except Mo asked the sky.

at the same time.

Modu apartment.

Editing Shen after taking a shower, holding a cup of coffee, talking on the phone, is still the previous woman, "Are you sure not to change it? Yi Yizi Ning is an aura author, she may be the next one to ask the sky, you hand The new star in the future, Guoman is really about to rise."

"No need to persuade me, no longer bring people." Shen editor laughed lightly, "I was just an intern editor at the beginning, the magic lamp did not bother me, without him, there is no me now, hang up."

The original magic lamp was also known as the next country man star, but it was only a flash in the end.

"Why, alas." The woman sighed. She knew the editor Shen's past. Shen's mother was seriously ill, and the magic lamp helped him.

She finally didn't persuade anything.

Editor Shen now has no one under his hands, only doing messy reviewing activities.

He put down his phone and took a sip of coffee. Before reviewing the manuscript, he habitually logged in to Weibo and asked the zombie magic lamp every day.

Only today...

He clicked into the Weibo private message, touched the keyboard in his hand, and just wanted to type.

At the word "read" after the message he sent above, editor Shen was stunned.

The surprise came too suddenly, editor Shen is incredible...

The hand that touched the black keyboard even shivered a little.

For a long while, he pressed the keyboard and returned a message--

Magic lamp, you... are you back?

After finishing sending, Shen editor sat on the bench with red eyes. How long ago, when the magic lamp sent him a "sorry" and disappeared without a trace, he thought that the magic lamp really sealed the pen and never got on again. This Weibo account is gone, and there is no next one in "Sirian Wolf"...

After several years have passed, the magic lamp may not be as hot as before, but the glory created by the first lamp is still there. It is undeniable that the magic lamp is probably the originator of this kind of comics, and even there are many comic circles. When the media mentioned Mo asked the sky, he also mentioned the magic lamp.

It was only during these years that the rumors of the outside world, Jiang Lang, were exhausted, and the second part could not be written.

Black powder is rampant.

There are only a few loyal fans.

The Shendeng Zai Shen editor here is a person who goes to the altar and will not fall.

For a long while, the word "um" came across.

Editor Shen has countless words to say.

But in the end it only became a sentence-

Are you ok?

This time the other party returned quickly: very good.

At the end, I returned: Thank you.

The magic lamp has always been silent, and editor Shen is very clear.

He leaned back, his lips twitched, and finally he smiled. In the next second, his eyes exuded countless brilliance, - still painting?

Still painting?

On the other end of the computer, Qin Ran's legs were slightly splayed, looking out of the window. Do you draw?

she does not know.

In the first two decades of her life, she was very confused here and could not find a position.

Qin Ran didn't return immediately, but just called Cheng Jun.

Cheng Jun has been working overtime at the Institute of Medicine recently. At this time, he is talking to several students rigorously. On the phone, he puts down the things at hand, takes off his glasses, and hands the test tube to a student.

As he walked out, he lowered his voice: "What's the matter?"

After he went out, several students seemed to be ashamed, "What's wrong with him, Crown Prince..."

Cheng Jun's work has always been serious, and he is more rigorous than Gu Xichi, a medical madman. This is the first time he has left his experiment halfway.

Cheng Jun answered the phone and came back.

He didn't wear glasses in his hand, and Gu Xichi came back with a report to discuss with him.

Cheng Jun reached out to explain the white robe, and said to him lightly: "No, there is not much left in the laboratory. You and your teacher have worked harder. I'm leaving now."

He talked, and no one dared to object in the laboratory. After all, Cheng Jun was invited by Gu Xichi and Dad Lin to help.

It was not until Cheng Jun left that several students never spoke to Gu Xichi: "Dr. Cheng didn't leave the day after tomorrow? Why did he answer the phone and left..."

Gu Xi didn't return. Not far away, Jiang Dongye yawned lazily and laughed, "You still have to think about it, it's naturally the phone call of the crown prince."

After listening to the people in the office, they stopped talking.

**

Magic Capital.

Close to eleven at night.

Qin Ran slept late in the morning, and was worried again tonight. He never slept, just sitting by the computer.

She chatted with editor Shen for a while.

In the end, the editor Shen on the other side of the computer only touched the screen. When he saw that the lamp hadn't said the second part, he hesitated and said a word—

It doesn't matter whether you return or not, of course, if you really run out of Jiang Lang, you tell me, I would rather you not write, because I hope you are writing at the most glorious time.

Editor Shen did not know why the magic lamp was not updated, but after so many years, the magic lamp has not been written.

He knew that the magic lamp was definitely irresistible...

Maybe you guessed it right. The magic lamp is really Jiang Lang.

Qin Ran didn't return directly with this sentence. She was also a little irritable and played a game with Lin Siran. Lin Siran and Qiao Sheng had been brought to Nineteen Stars by Cheng Jun.

Nineteen stars, with two pits to fight, with four pits, Qin Ran is a bit weak, so did not bring the others in the group.

In the second game, the doorbell rang.

Qin Ran just opened a new game and said lightly: "Wait a minute, I will open a door."

"Go, go, we will applaud you on the side." Qiao Shenglin Siran is extremely dogleg.

Two other passers-by teammates: "...?"

Digression

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This chapter is very emotional, Ann