Lin Wu has calmed down after seeing the comments of these pink bubbles. Let's love it.
Taking a screenshot of the chat between Wang Ye and Flamingo, Lin Wu cut out Weibo and sent the picture directly to Wang Ye's WeChat, knowing that the other party must not have slept at this time.
Lin Wu: [Screenshot]
Lin Wu: Did you draw people's avatars
Sure enough, Wang Ye quickly replied: Well.
Lin Wu lay on his side with the quilt, frowning and typing: Why didn't you tell me.
Wang Ye: I don't have much money.
Lin Wu: It's not about money. This is the opening day, you tell me I can still be happy with you.
WeChat was quiet for a while before returning the message.
Wang Ye: I wanted to say it, but I forgot when I got angry later.
Lin Wu wondered: Angry
Wang Ye: The network cable saved him.
Lin Wu: …
No need to ask any more, since knowing that Wang Ye wants to make money by drawing, Lin Wu went online to learn about the daily work of the painters, and he can completely make up for the irritability of classmate Wang.
Lin Wu: Anyway, you still successfully submitted the picture.
Lin Wu: [touching his head, hard work.jpg]
Wang Ye: Just adjust yourself, it's not too difficult.
Lin Wu went back and took a look at the screenshot of Classmate Wang's flamingo... Are you sure it's not too difficult
Lin Wu: How did you adjust it
Wang Ye: I miss you.
Lin Wu: ... If we chat privately, you don't need CP!
Wang Ye: Are you annoyed
Lin Wu: That's not true
Wang Ye: That's fine.
Lin Wu's brows were knotted, and he always felt a subtle feeling that he had fallen into a pit.
I habitually switched back to Weibo and swiped twice, and found that in just a short while, Wang Ye's number of followers had increased by more than 20, and the comments under the latest work continued to increase.
Lin Wu was suddenly a little proud, just like the gold in his home, it was finally discovered that it was shining.
In 509, Wang Ye just put down his cell phone and was about to wash his face and turn on the fan.
Unexpectedly, another "buzz" sounded.
Lin Wu: You can also draw a picture for me when you have time. You can draw whatever you want. You can play freely. I don’t want it for nothing, this is an appointment with you, otherwise it will be expensive to find you again when you become popular in the future.
Wang Ye raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth up.
The morning breeze blew into 509, dispelling the sweltering heat and bringing a burst of coolness.
Wang Ye leaned against the window and replied: How much are you going to pay for the manuscript
Lin Wu: You said, I will never make a counter-offer [Confidence of the Gold Master.jpg]
Wang Ye: Find a place where no one is around, wake up for an hour and let me rub it.
Lin Wu: …
Wang Ye: No
Lin Wu: You also know it can't be done!
Wang Ye: At least three hours.
As the school celebration approaches, the temperature is also rising day by day. Walking on the road without shade at noon, the distance is slightly blurred. It is the water vapor evaporating from the ground that shakes the vision.
Fortunately, Lin Wu mostly went out in the evening, and the rehearsal of the class's drama came to an end. There was no program list for the school party, but the academy said that this program, from the stage to the performance, from the connotation to the style, was excellent. It's a pity to waste it. Therefore, it was decided to be included in the program list of the welcome party of the Institute of Environment for the next semester in advance.
In any case, the efforts of the whole class have come to a successful conclusion. As one of the screenwriters, Lin Wu is very happy.
He is idle here, but Wang Ye is getting busier and busier. He has made one draft after another. Although they are still "small" works like avatars or simple materials, "you can't go a thousand miles without accumulating a few steps" - these words are Li Junchi quoted that when it comes to making money, Li's knowledge reserves are endless.
This weekend, the sunset is like fire.
Lin Wu got up an hour earlier, went to the cafeteria to eat, and received a message just after returning to the dormitory.
Wang Ye: Have you eaten yet
Lin Wu: ... just finished eating.
Wang Ye: Oh.
Lin Wu: I thought you were still eating in the dormitory.
Wang Ye: I just finished painting one, and I just went out to get some air.
Lin Wu: That's right. I've long wanted to say that Rome wasn't built in a day, and painting wasn't finished in a day. You should rest when you should, and don't put too much pressure on yourself.
Wang Ye: I wanted to say it for a long time, why didn't you say it
Lin Wu: …
Lin Wu: Aren't you afraid of affecting your creative enthusiasm
Wang Ye: I will feel sorry for me in the future. Tell me in time, if there is any delay in deducting money.
Lin Wu: Deduct money? Do I have a passbook with you, or do I have a bank card bound to you [嘁, just blow it.jpg]
Wang Ye: Manuscript fee.
Lin Wu: What
Wang Ye: Manuscript fee for painting.
Lin Wu: What does your royalties have to do with me
Wang Ye: It's all yours from now on.
Wang Ye:
Wang Ye: What about people
Lin Wu: [Can you speak seriously.jpg]
Wang Ye: [Am I not serious.jpg]
Lin Wu: [The people who fry CP are serious! .jpg]
Wang Ye: Do you know who sent this emoji last time
Lin Wu: Can this kind of emoji be hit
Wang Ye: You are a big fan. In your comment area, you say that I am not serious and affect your study.
Lin Wu: ... Then what
Wang Ye: It's really fragrant now.
That night, Lin Wu didn't realize it until he was lying on the bed and swiping Weibo. He was overly worried that Wang Ye was "stressed". A person who could even find out what his iron fans said under his Weibo, he had to swipe through his phone. How often? No amount of stress is relieved, okay
Now, as long as Lin Wu posts on Weibo, the comments below are bound to be divided into two factions, one is looking forward to waiting for the sugar to focus on CP, and the other is sad and depraved, and has actually embarked on the road of no return in love.
No, when he was in his twenties, how could it be impossible to fall in love
Hey? Wait a minute, he and Wang Ye have no love at all!
This day, the comments are so suffocating that he almost believes it himself.
Lin Wu resolutely quit Weibo and replaced it with an on-campus forum, deciding to empty his mind in the campus gossip.
Topic: I like a boy, I really want to confess, but I'm worried that he doesn't like girls who are too active...
Topic: In the years when I was a goddess spare tire, I reminded my brothers later...
Topic: I am with the person I have been secretly in love with, please bless...
After swiping down the home page, the subject of a post has nothing to do with the love of the poster.
Topic: The CP I hit is real ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…
Is it because the weather has been hot recently so everyone is restless? Lin Wu stared blankly at the fan above his head, letting the whirring wind ruffle the hair on his forehead. Why the whole world is pink bubbles!
But being stuffed with dog food by the world is better than drinking his own fake candy, so Lin Wu finally decided to stay in the school forum.
But he never thought that he saw the familiar ID in the first post.
Topic: I like a boy, I really want to confess, but I'm worried...
[23rd floor]
Wangye-509: If you like it, go after it.
And then the second post -
Topic: The years when I was a goddess spare tire...
[31st floor]
Wangye-509: You will meet better.
Third post -
Topic: I am with the person I have been secretly in love with, please bless...
[Floor 75]
Wangye-509: A Hundred Years of Harmony.
I don't know how many posts -
Topic: The CP I hit is real ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…
[16th floor]
Wangye-509: Happy together.
Lin Wu: "..." Classmate, how free are you!
Due to so many things happening one after another this semester, Lin Wu hardly ever went to the forum. After brushing it, he realized that Wangye-509 was active on the forum like a fake account.
As a result, this has also helped him gain a lot of popularity, or he has a lot of familiar faces, so that in a certain post, when there are so many floors that people are not interested in discussing the issue of the poster, they even discuss Wang Yelai. .
Floor 111: Have you met any happy event recently? @wangye-509
Floor 112 replied to Floor 111: Stop @, you @ three times people ignore you.
Floor 113 replied to Floor 111: I will answer for him, it must be, or can the style of painting change suddenly
Floor 114 replied to Floor 111: What are you talking about, why can't I understand
Reply from the 115th floor to the 114th floor: Wang Ye-509, who has been in this section all the year round, and is known as the thumb of the devil, and the ghost of love is sad.
Floor 116 replied to Floor 115: I am 114, you made me even more confused...
Floor 117 replied to Floor 116: Because he flipped through all the cute pet posts in the forum (no matter how far away), and replied to [thumbs.jpg] one by one, as if he branded each post with a devil's brand.
Floor 118 replied to Floor 117: What does that have to do with love
The 119th floor replied to the 117th floor: Later, there were no cute pet stickers to scourge, and he switched to emotional stickers again.
Floor 120 replied to Floor 119: I saw him in several posts just now. It doesn't seem to be this style of painting. It's very heartwarming and positive?
Floor 121 replied to Floor 120: So he must be in love, but he doesn't know who fell into his clutches.
Lin Wu brushed the post to the end in one go.
Originally, I was holding the mentality of watching the excitement, but at the end, I was inexplicably panicked. Because what these people said was justified, and the pictures contained the truth. After cutting off a bunch of Wang Ye's previous replies, Lin Wu wanted to beat him up for Cupid.
So, Wang Ye is really in love
how is this possible!
Don't say that Wang Ye didn't have time for a while, but throughout the semester, he spent most of the time with Wang Ye, and he didn't find any such signs at all.
Moreover, when he thought that Wang Ye might fall in love... Lin Wu touched his heart, why was he still a little bored.
"Lin Wu, what's wrong with you?" Ren Feiyu, who had been doing his homework at his desk all night, looked up and asked strangely.
Lin Wu propped up his upper body and leaned his head out of the bed to look at him: "What's wrong?"
Xia Yang, who was also on the bed with his mobile phone, glanced over: "Brother, you have been rolling on the bed like pancakes all night, and the earthquake is not as big as yours, don't you feel it yourself?"
Lin Wu blinked blankly: "Is there?"
Ren Feiyu and Xia Yang nodded together.
Lin Wu was completely unimpressed, but the witness's remarks were eloquent.
"Maybe it's too hot?" He couldn't think of any other reason.
Xia Yang looked at him thoughtfully for a while, then shook his head: "No, I don't think you are angry."
Lin Wu: "..."
There are some things that you can't think about. Once you think about it, it's endless. Even when you don't want to care about it, it will come to you in a mysterious way.
For example, when the night came, the 333 brothers were all asleep, and Lin Wu, who temporarily gave up on Weibo and then gave up on the forum, was reading academic discussion posts in a well-known question-and-answer app, and saw a term that he didn’t quite understand. When I returned to the mobile phone desktop, I clicked on the "Book Mountain Shabby Room" icon for no reason, and the movements were very smooth and smooth.
In this way, the school forum interface occupies the mobile phone screen again.
It only took Lin Wu three seconds to quit decisively, but a new post on the homepage had already been imprinted in his mind—
Topic: I have a friend who is about to fall in love with his best brother. As a dog-head military strategist, should I try my best to come up with ideas