Zhang Yichen was speechless and went to chat with Mo Xiaofeng, and promised to call him a phone every day to forgive him.

It doesn't work to make money by writing, so Zhang Yichen had to find another job. After searching for a few days, he was planning to go back to the countryside.

Editor Ling Zi sent a QQ message and asked: "Why haven't you updated it for several days?"

Zhang Yichen said listlessly: "I have no subscriptions on the shelves. I haven't made a penny after writing for half a month and I can't continue writing."

Edited by Ling Zi: "Isn't it just now on the shelves? Only when the number of words is too large will you know the grades."

Zhang Yichen knew that it was all routines, so he would not believe it anymore.

Because the other party was a beautiful woman, I talked to her for a few more words, saying that I am unemployed now and that I can’t make money in writing, so I have to find a job. I can’t find this job and I plan to go home to plow the fields.

Editor Lingzi gave him another advice and asked him to be a part-time editor, which was based on commission.

Seeing that the commission was quite high, Zhang Yichen immediately agreed.

But he didn't expect that this part-time job was done very well. He just needed to go to those original platforms to read book reviews and find authors to write books.

After a few days, he earned 500 yuan and quickly asked editor Lingzi to apply for a salary.

The money was received, and I was very happy. I still worked hard despite the late night.

No one knows the bitterness of poor losers living in the city. Even if they don’t do well, they don’t want to go back to the countryside. The rural people’s minds are all promising.

On the weekend, Mo Xiaofeng made an appointment to meet. They had not met for two weeks because Zhang Yichen was busy and Mo Xiaofeng was busy too.

In the past half a month, he has made a lot of money with Editor Ling Zi. Now he has saved 2,000 yuan in his card, so it is time to return the money to Mo Xiaofeng.

He wanted to invite Mo Xiaofeng to dinner, so he went directly to a restaurant they often went to when they were in college, and found a seat to sit and wait for Mo Xiaofeng.

Mo Xiaofeng also arrived more than ten minutes later. When Zhang Yichen saw him entering the door, he began to look around, as if he had not seen himself.

What are the eyes of this kid? Zhang Yichen stood up and waved to him: "Here, here! What are you looking at?"

Mo Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, walked over with a little disbelief, staring at him and staring at him.

"What's wrong? Don't recognize me?" Zhang Yichen was so uncomfortable that he saw him that he asked in anger.

"You~ Are you Zhang Yichen?"

Zhang Yichen frowned: "You kid don't have a fever, right?"

"You~~" Mo Xiaofeng couldn't believe his eyes!

Is this old man in front of me really Zhang Yichen? Although it looks a bit similar, it doesn’t match his age! In fact, he saw it as soon as he entered the door, but he didn’t think of him and Zhang Yichen.

But now it seems that he is really Zhang Yichen, how could he become like this?

Suddenly he suddenly reached out and attacked Zhang Yichen's face.

"Mo Xiaofeng, what are you doing?" Zhang Yichen didn't expect Mo Xiaofeng to suddenly attack him, and immediately got angry and grabbed his hand.

Mo Xiaofeng's wrist hurt and couldn't help but scream "ah", and Zhang Yichen let go of his hand.

"Do you need to always give me such surprises? It will scare me to death!" Zhang Yichen glanced at him.

"You've just scared me. Do you think you've been hiding and learning disguise recently?" Mo Xiaofeng looked at Zhang Yichen resentfully while rubbing his wrist that was being pinched.

Zhang Yichen felt a little confused and didn't understand why Mo Xiaofeng said that. Please, he is not interested in disguise, right?

"Mo Xiaofeng, if you want to eat, sit down quickly. Don't say anything or not, order food." Zhang Yichen handed him the menu.

Mo Xiaofeng didn't say anything, and looked at him again, as if he wanted to see what tricks he wanted to play.

Zhang Yichen couldn't stand his eyes and put the menu on the table: "Mo Xiaofeng, what do you want?"

"Zhang Yichen, why did you make your face like this?" After a while, Mo Xiaofeng also felt that this was boring, so he simply asked straight to the point.

"My face? How is my face?"

"Pretending! Just keep pretending! But you are so awesome that I almost cheated on me. No, I have to have a good meal to shock you!" Mo Xiaofeng decided that Zhang Yichen was playing disguise, so he didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, sat down and picked up the menu and started to look.

Now it was Zhang Yichen's turn to be confused. Although Mo Xiaofeng likes to tease him, he doesn't seem to be joking now. He also talks about his own face, and he has some disguise skills. What's wrong with his own face?

"You said, what's wrong with my face? It's dirty?"

Hearing Zhang Yichen's question, Mo Xiaofeng looked at him again and said angrily: "You can look in the mirror yourself."

Zhang Yichen thought to himself, what kind of ghost mirror is? He doesn’t have that thing in the mirror, and he doesn’t need it. Anyway, if the beard grows out, he doesn’t need a mirror to scratch it.

However, he still took out his phone suspiciously and turned on the camera function...

When he saw the face on the screen of his phone, his mind suddenly became blank. He rubbed his eyes and looked at it again, and it felt like the sky had fallen! Why did he become like this?

After a long time, he suddenly put away his phone and looked at Mo Xiaofeng: "Tell me quickly, am I dreaming?"

"Isn't this your makeup technique?" Mo Xiaofeng felt like laughing when he saw that he still wanted to act.

"It's really not!" Zhang Yichen's expression was almost crying.

"It's really not?" Mo Xiaofeng's smile suddenly froze on his face.

"I'm lying to you that I'm not a human!"

When Mo Xiaofeng heard this, he immediately walked to him, rubbed and pinched his face, and dragged him into the bathroom without giving up, and washed his face hard with water, but the result was the same!

Mo Xiaofeng couldn't calm down now.

"Mo Xiaofeng, I have a damn aging disease! But why are my hands, feet and bodies okay?"

"Stop talking, go to the hospital!" Mo Xiaofeng pulled Zhang Yichen and rushed to the hospital in a hurry.

"Zhang Yichen, what have you been doing during this period? Did you suddenly become like this?"

"I don't know. During this period, I've been hiding in the rental house to write novels."

"You said you were weak before, and it might be all related. I told you to see if you don't believe it. Now, right?"

Zhang Yichen was speechless and had the desire to die.

They soon arrived at the hospital, but after a checkup, there was no problem. Experts initially suspected that they had aging disorder.

Zhang Yichen thought to himself, why are there any initial doubts? This tmd is aging disease!

After leaving the hospital, he walked without saying a word. In fact, he was much calmer than when he first discovered it.

Mo Xiaofeng followed him silently, and he understood his buddy's feelings very well.
Chapter completed!