Christmas Eve, evening, 11:30 pm.
Feng bujue logged into Thriller Paradise in sleep mode.
After going online, he first looked at his friends list and found that ... Apart from himself, an Yueqin was the only one online in the club.
Seeing that the other party was not in the 'game' state, Feng bujue immediately sent a communication request.
"Eh? You're online pretty early. " Two seconds later, an Yueqin's voice sounded in the communication channel,"have you finished writing?"
"Hey, hey ... Why are you bringing this up?" Even though he did not speak to the other party, brother Jue still narrowed his eyes and replied,"I haven't delayed my script for months, have I?"
"Alright, alright, I won't rush you." An Yueqin smiled and replied,"but ... Seriously, you shouldn't be online so early on a day like this, right?"
"Why shouldn't I?" Feng bujue asked in return.
