It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

"It would be great if I could be a copywriter (

February 24th, seven o'clock in the morning.

In the city where Su Chen is, the morning light in winter will come later.

Not only that, the city in the early morning will give people a sense of boring silence.

Even though many people and shops have lighted up or opened, for Su Chen, this time is probably still night.

The sound of Mercedes-Benz's engine echoed in the deserted doorway, and the light of the car lights sprinkled on the snow on the side of the road, shining brilliantly.

Yes, that's right.

A few days ago, at the suggestion of store manager Xu, he picked up a car.

He didn't know much about the configuration.

In short, he paid the money himself, and then store manager Xu sorted out several models for him, and Su Chen picked the one he liked the most.

It's not a multi-billion-dollar limited edition sports car, but a very practical and Volkswagen Mercedes-Benz mid-size SUV.

The price is about one million.

The interior is comfortable, and the shape is also his preferred type.

Store Manager Xu has a lot of energy. Basically, it is a one-stop procedure for license plates and things. Getting down with the car is foolproof.

At present, I have been using it for a few days, and I am gradually becoming proficient. I also discussed the topic of new cars with Su Xiaoxiao for a long time.

Of course, I spent 100,000 yuan to buy a parking space in an underground garage. After driving down the car, I found that the technique was unfamiliar. Reversing and parking was an embarrassment of stopping the car by one person for half an hour. He would never say it if he was killed. .

Park the car carefully.

For his first car, he still loved it.

By the way, he was still considering whether to spray Violet or Sanye on his car.

After all, I’m in the mood for ACG, it’s not surprising even if the car looks a bit more house-like...probably?

But at present, this kind of trouble is only to the point of "thinking about it in my mind".

Years later, the store has been open for several days.

Many sharp-eyed regulars, after discovering the extra Mercedes-Benz at the door, also lamented that Su Chen's young and promising, a very young store manager, even started running a big run.

I don’t know how profitable this small shop is in one year.

A certain wealthy aunt customer is even discussing with him the topic of non-transferability of the store.

Naturally, Su Chen refused stiffly.

-After this year, I am afraid that I will not be able to lose half of the Mercedes Benz.

It's really a small dream shop, where the profit comes along.

"Morning, teacher Mao Xuewang! The weather today is also pretty good."

Xia Fan at the counter greeted Su Chen.

His slender body is covered with a black, slightly neutral coat.

No matter how you look at it, it will only make people feel cute.

"Morning, Xiaofan."

Su Chen nodded at him slightly.

I haven't seen each other for a few days during the Chinese New Year. Maybe it was his illusion. He felt that Xia Fan seemed to have become more beautiful...?

Especially the face, more delicate than before...

-Damn, why did God give a boy such a cute Hideyoshi face?

He vomited viciously in his heart.

and…

Staring fiercely at Xia Fan's face.

Soon, feeling this unnatural sight, Xia Fan also began to be surprised.

"Um... Teacher Mao Xuewang, is there anything on my face?"

As he said, he put down the frozen cake embryo that was halfway through, and turned his face to the back of the glass counter-where the stainless steel was polished brightly by him, it could almost be used as a mirror.

The whole movement is flowing and flowing, formed entirely subconsciously, and has a natural sense of beauty.

It even reminded Su Chen of the pure female tablemates in the previous junior high school. Although it was not his first love, the inexplicable emotion of adolescence still impressed him a little.

This cute index is outrageous.

"No, sorry..." smiled and waved his hand, staring at a boy dreamily, something really wrong.

Su Chen said: "You are busy, I'm going to work, if Yinsha and Fengyu come, just let them go upstairs directly."

Speaking of.

After Lulu Xiu finished these few days, the manga project temporarily reduced, and he also took the opportunity to clean up the snow.

In addition to removing the outrageous goose feather snow on the eve of the new year, the third day of the new year came again, and there was no sign that the snow would melt away.

So he can only shoulder the responsibility of sweeping the snow.

He had already cleared a path for pedestrians to cross near the main entrance, and then left the backyard.

The backyard is connected to a nearby residential area, except for a simple storage room, surrounded by a circle of iron fences, usually piles of debris, such as cardboard, wooden boards, large cake wrappers, etc.

The area is not big, and it is not too small.

Every time Su Chen cleaned for more than ten minutes, he would enter the house for a cup of hot drink, draw a few pages of drawings, and warm up his body, so that the cold would not erode his body at all.

Anyway, the person in charge is him, and he cannot be as tired as a social animal.

Work or something, it must be how easy it is to come.

the other side.

Yinsha and Fengyu are already on their way.

After returning to the apartment for a few days, the two cleaned the apartment completely and arranged the decorations and props for the party.

Today, I can make an appointment with Su Chen and start the battle plan smoothly.

Walking on the streets wrapped in moon silver, they sighed that the environment here is very different from the magic city, while they were also chatting.

Otosha poked Feng Yu's chest, who was yawning.

Today is the highlight of the party.

How can I look like I'm not awake?

Keep up your spirits, Feng Yusang in Secondary Two, this is an important opportunity to promote relationships with Teacher Mao Xuewang!

So, she asked Feng Yu on the side: "Have you bought a gift for Teacher Mao Xuewang and Teacher Xiao Su?"

"Of course I bought it, how about you?" Feng Yu, "what are you going to give away?"

"A set of parent-child bear pajamas! I took pains to pick it up in Uniqlo, and the matching pair of them must be very cute!" Yinsha replied refreshingly.

During the conversation, her eyes were full of small stars, twinkling, like a bee-eater.

However, Otosha's eyes are more aggressive than those of bee-eaters.

Well, people's stars are shining because of cuteness, and her stars are very idiotic, and she feels like a female pervert.

It is estimated that Su Chen couldn't help but want to stay away when he saw it.

"Huh? Parent-child pretend...?"

Feng Yu grasped the point, UU reading www. uukanshu.com "So Teacher Xiao Su will be angry...she hates that others treat her as a child."

"It's okay." Yinsha waved her hand indifferently. "As long as I don't tell you, who can know that this is a parent-child outfit."

The corners of the woman’s mouth rose frantically, "There is a saying... it’s not a crime if you don’t get caught."

Feng Yu tilted his head and confided in his heart very seriously:

"Sound yarn..."

"You look like a pervert."

"Only men are allowed to pervert, and women are not allowed to pervert?" Yinsha.

"...Besides, I just gave a set of pajamas, why is it perverted?"

"..." shook his head, Feng Yu didn't take her away.

Different from the careful selection of sound yarns, Fengyu's selection is very simple.

It was so cold, she prepared a scarf for Su Xiaoxiao and L'Oreal Men's Hair Shampoo for Su Chen.

what?

You said shampoo doesn't touch the cold?

Then you are wrong.

In Feng Yu's thinking.

Celebrating his birthday means that Teacher Mao Xuewang is one year older.

So, in order to prevent a busy cartoonist from suffering from hair loss in the cold winter in the future... Feng Yu felt that it was necessary to take precautions and send a thief high-end shampoo.

-This concern can be said to be quite far-sighted.

Otherwise, if you stress too much, you will lose your hair, you will feel bald if you lose your hair, and you will feel cold when you are bald.

To save the country with this wave of curves, a bottle of shampoo is filled with good intentions to save the cold of hair loss in the future...

Surely Teacher Mao Xuewang will be moved to tears, right?

Feng Yu smiled faintly, filled with contented brains in the center of his heart, and Su Chen cried with joy after receiving the gift.

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