I've Liked Your Boyfriend for a Long Time [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 19

    It was already late at night when Pei Ran finished his homework, he got up to wash the coffee cup, and before going to sleep, he checked Weibo.

    He hadn't posted on Weibo for a long time, and there were hundreds of unread private messages on it, many of which were written by him.

    Pei Ran had received several business drafts when he was in high school. He liked to try different things, and he had experienced the rigor of Party A at that time. After finishing a few manuscripts, his fans rose to 60,000, but he didn't take over after he went to college.

    He briefly glanced at the private message, and was about to post a statement that he would not accept the manuscript, when he was caught by a preview of the private message.

    [TZG Saigao: Is your wife accepting private manuscripts? I want to draw Lin Xuhuan...] I am

    a fan of Lin Xuhuan, and I also posted a few photos of Lin Xuhuan playing games before the news. His hair is short and he looks old.

    [Fei Yuyi: What are your requirements? 】

    The other side returns in seconds.

    [TZG Saigao:! ! ! Ahhhhh! 】

    【TZG Saigao: No requirement! No requirement! ! That's... How much is the manuscript fee? QAQ...]

    [Fei Yuyi: How much is your usual appointment? ]

    [TZG Saigao: My last appointment was 800...]

    [TZG Saigao: Ah, I didn't mean to ask my wife to draw me at 800! I know my wife's paintings are very expensive! Just, I’m a student party QAQ, I really can’t afford too high a price, you tell me a price, I’ll make an appointment if it’s suitable, if not, I’ll silently be your little fan, I really really like your paintings! 】

    Pei Ran's paintings are indeed expensive. The last time he received a commercial manuscript, the manuscript fee was tens of thousands.

    Pei Ran long-pressed the picture, and saved these photos of Lin Xuhuan into his phone.

    [Fei Yuyi: Thank you, then eight hundred, can you give me an email address? ]

    After writing down the other party's mailbox, Pei Ran closed the private message, posted a Weibo that did not accept the manuscript, and then turned off the phone and went to sleep.

    It was the weekend when I received Lin Xuhuan's call again.

    "But baby, your computer is repaired." Lin Xuhuan asked, "When will you be free to come and get it? Or should I have someone deliver it to you."

    "I'll go and get it myself." Pei Ran took out a pen and paper, With the mobile phone in between, "Can you tell me the address? Or can you put it in the security room?"

    "No, you come directly to the base, you can drop by and play with me." The other end of the phone was a bit noisy, and Lin Xuhuan's tone was hurried, " That's it, I'm going to order takeaway, and I'll send you the address on WeChat."

    When Pei Ran finished his breakfast, Lin Xuhuan hadn't sent the address yet.

    Could it be that he was busy with training and forgot?

    Pei Ran thought for a while, and just about to open WeChat to leave a message for the other party, the message came, it was a voice message.

    "But baby, wait a minute, my brother will pick you up later."