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Seeing that the sun was setting, Fatty Luo pretended to be considerate and helped Xue Zhongchen move the umbrellas a little, passing her a cup of Luohan Fruit Tea, "We still have a celebratory dinner tonight. Why don't we let them all leave. Your painting is expensive, but what you drew was all in RMB! "

Xue Zhongchen looked at the black mass of people and said, "That's not good. They are all passionate readers."

"It's fine, each of you send one of your signed posters! "These fat houses, it's much more fun to see your poster than it is to see your signature." Fatty Luo's mouth was open.

He picked up the loudspeaker and announced that the signature letter was over. If it was not signed, he would report it to the staff member's office.

The crowd dispersed.

"Alright, let's go. I'll send you home to change, and you'll have a celebration dinner tonight! " He opened the door for her.

"Director Luo, can we not go today? I've been coming home late these days, and I think... " Xue Zhongchen's pretty face, which was like a doll's, was conflicted. She wanted to say something, but she hesitated.

"Aren't you living alone? Isn't it the same if you come back early or later? It's your cat who misses you again? " Fatty Luo had been to Snowy's house once and knew that she kept a beautiful black cat in the attic.

"Mine... The cat is sick. I want to take him to a doctor. "

"Fatty Luo's face sank, and his teasing tone became serious." Today's celebratory feast would not only be attended by the headquarters' executives, but also attended by the comics industry's great god, Lu Guihang! He's someone the company has been trying to poach, so they're counting on you to go into public relations! "

He looked at his watch impatiently and ordered, "It's four-thirty. I'll give you two hours. Take your cat to the doctor or buy some pet medicine. At 6: 30, I'll pick you up from downstairs. Remember, you have to shock everyone and make Lu Guihang fall for you at first sight! "

Xue Zhongchen returned to his home and closed the door.

The brown wooden door divided her world into two.

Outside the door, she was called Xue Zhongchen, the rising star of the comics world. She was a super popular beauty, the dream goddess of countless otaku men!

However, when she entered the door, she had another name – Ah Zhou.

Every day, every night.

He took off his shoes and hung them on the door.

There were many beautiful shoes listed on the shoe cabinet by the door. Some were with high heels, some with low heels, some with fish beaks, some with thin straps … She was a little popular now, with one or two social occasions a week, and those shoes were for different clothes.

She was a gentle girl, but her personality was not meticulous. Furthermore, she was not proficient in makeup, so she always had to wait until the last moment before she could leave. Her family had been completely wrecked by her. Today was the same. Before he left, his clothes and shoes were flying everywhere, and he couldn't even step on them.

But now, it was neat and tidy.

It was as if there was an invisible person silently helping her clean up everything after she left.

Ah Zhou felt a pang in his heart and went up to the attic.

After all, A'Zhou had just become popular not too long ago. Those suddenly bountiful draft fees could let her go out and shine brilliantly, but she was still unable to improve her house in a short period of time. She had lived in an old-fashioned apartment for many years, and the attic was also the steeple of forced eels, hot in the summer and windy in the winter.

There was a light in the attic, and there was someone under it.

"It was a slim figure who was almost identical to Ah Zhou. She quietly leaned on the table, and when she heard Ah Zhou's voice coming home, she happily looked up from her drawing." Ah Zhou, why did you come back so early today? Have you eaten? "I'll go get you some rice, I've stewed bone soup …"

From the left, she looked exactly the same as her twin sister, Ah Zhou. She had the same sweet voice as Ah Zhou, but her tone was weak.

"No need, I still have to go out later." Ah Zhou said, "I just came back to see you first. Are you feeling better? Do you still want to cough?"

"Much better. You... You're going out again? " Ah Ye lowered his head, his voice even softer, "Why are there so many social gatherings? I haven't eaten at home this week. "

"There's no other way. I don't want to either, but the contract has already been signed. I have to cooperate with the company and participate in all kinds of activities." A'Zhou sighed. "Just bear with it for a while longer. After we earn a lot of money, we can take you to have your surgery."

"Forget it, this operation of mine can't be treated properly. It's getting bigger and bigger." He unconsciously pushed his hair forward on his forehead again.

Like her sister, Ah Ye had thick black hair. The only difference was that his hair had always been combed smooth, revealing a beautiful forehead and a noble swan's neck — but Ye deliberately let it fall, tousled, to hide his entire face.

He reached out and smoothed her messy hair behind her ear.

"Don't!" Ah Ye screamed.

Although it was only for an instant, Ah Ye's face was still exposed!

What kind of face was this? Her left side still had the same beautiful facial features as A'Zhou, but her right side was completely covered in hemangioma. It was malevolent and knobbly, as if thousands of red earthworms were crawling all over her face.

"Don't look, ugly …" Ah Ye screamed hoarsely, tugging at his hair until his knuckles turned white.

Seeing her sister like this, Ah Zhou wanted to cry.

She bit her lips to hold herself back, squatted down, and gently held her sister's cheek, "Ah Ye, listen to me, let's comb our hair. You draw with your head down and your hair in your eyes. "

Ye said nothing, but tears were seeping through his fingers.

"Don't cry! Don't forget that you're the real Xue Zhongchen! And don't forget our agreement! " A Zhou held his sister and told her not to cry, but he was already sobbing.

"Trust me! We will definitely succeed! We will have a lot of money, and we will cure your face!

"A Ye, I must make you stand under the sun and let everyone see that you are the one who is truly talented!"

A'Zhou couldn't bear to have a meal alone with Ah Ye. Although he still had a social gathering tonight, he sat down and accompanied his sister to drink a small bowl of Lotus Root Pig Bone Soup. After a short while, Fatty Luo called for his soul, which made it impossible for Ah Zhou to do anything. He had no choice but to quickly dress up and go to the dinner party.

She was a natural beauty. She wore a fluffy white princess dress, and her hair was tied up in a bun with a diamond crown on it. She was already breathtakingly beautiful.

"Good day." He combed her hair and studied her face.

"We are twin sisters. When A Ye's face is cured, we will be as beautiful as I am." Ah Zhou laughed. "Alright, I'm leaving! "Oh right, Fatty Luo also wanted me to seduce that Lu Guihang. He's your favorite …"

"Return to land? It's the author of 'One Ding Continent', Lu Yunhang! " A Ye said involuntarily.

"Yes!" How about this, I saw him tonight, asked him for a WeChat, and then told you to come back and add him, okay? " A'Zhou giggled. "Maybe he appreciates your talent very much. What kind of sparks would appear from your chat!"

"NO!" We cannot let others know our secret! "

Ah Ye suddenly shouted, his tone was sharp and urgent, "Remember, outside of this room, there is no more A'Zhou, and no more A'Ye! What was there was only a beautiful young cartoonist called Xue Zhongchen! She has your appearance and my talent. We are one person, and both our bodies share one soul! "