The temperature of the man's lips still remained at the corners of his lips, and the expression on Chu Li's face froze after the words "My dad wants to see you", she looked at Zhou Chuan with a blank expression: "Didn't we Have you just officially announced that you are together, and now you are meeting your parents? Are you a little anxious?"
"It's about the "Luohe Divine Book". In fact, at the beginning, I invited editor-in-chief Xia and you to have dinner and talk about his son's career. Why does my girlfriend bring Teacher Xia..."
"..."
"They really arranged Teacher Xia's dinner to another time," Hiukawa asked, "Am I so smart?", "Except for the fact that my dad doesn't believe that I have a girlfriend, everything is perfect."
"...I can understand if your father doesn't believe this." Chu Li looked at the face in front of him, and said sincerely, "To be honest, I'm also confused about this now?"
"I am a best-selling author, and you, as the editor of my book," Hiukawa stretched out his hand, and Lanhua finger poked Chuli's forehead, "You are the closest person in the world to this brilliant and talented person, for you What's the surprise here?"
"..."
"What's more, I'm also handsome and rich."
"..."
"You picked up the treasure."
"Have you said enough?"
Chu Li rolled his eyes and slapped away the orchid finger that was poked on his forehead. A man in love is always confident and self-confident. He feels that he is good everywhere. Marrying Liu Yifei is a little wronged... I just listened to this before, but now I see a living specimen—Chu Li couldn’t help but think about it Thinking about how to introduce Zhou Chuan to my parents in the future: Mom and Dad, this is my boyfriend, a well-known domestic best-selling author, worth tens of millions, a scholarly family, tall and handsome, but his brain is not good.
At this time, Hiukawa sat down next to Chu Li, took out his phone and fiddled with it for a while... At this time, it was Chu Li's phone that vibrated first.
[Yu Yao: You tell Zhou Chuan not to look at Weibo first, there are all kinds of things to say...]
[Yu Yao: It has reached the point where "he owes his success today to his father". This time "Luohe Divine Book" was shortlisted for the Huazhi Award, but it made some people jealous - they haven't won the award yet, they were just shortlisted.]
[Yu Yao: Also, actually, I’m also quite curious as to why Zhou Chuan insisted on not writing romance essays... He said he didn’t want to write. I think the conflicting emotions are too strong and I don’t like it. Why don’t you ask him, Deputy Editor-in-Chief? To satisfy people's curiosity?]
Chu Li glanced at the phone, and returned a string of "..." to Yu Yao. At this moment, there was a "click" sound of the phone screen unlocking next to her ear. She turned her head and saw that it was Hiukawa who had unlocked the phone screen. , was about to click on Weibo slowly, she reached out and pressed Hiukawa's phone almost reflexively: "Then have you bought your ticket?"
Hiukawa raised his head and looked at her inexplicably: "When can I not buy air tickets?"
"I have to ask for leave from the agency." Chu Li calmly took the phone away from the man.
Hiukawa suddenly stopped moving, and he suddenly calmed down and stared at Chu Li seriously for a while... Chu Li was a little guilty at first, but he didn't see his eyeballs in their sockets until the man's hair stood on end. Turned around, and then asked in a steady voice: "What's going on about me on the Internet?"
Chu Li wanted to cry and call her mother for a moment, but she complained in her heart why Yao asked her to stop Zhou Chuan from watching Weibo. Her acting skills were exposed by the film king in ten seconds-it was Guan Gong's big knife in front of the door!
At this time, Hiukawa had already snatched the phone back from her stiff hands—
In a short period of time, some negative emotions fermented at an alarming rate.
It was fine a few days ago, but suddenly when a person put forward the saying "Did Hiukawa rely on his father today", such a saying spread quickly...
[Ri Chuan's "Oriental Charming Records" is maturely written, so it's not written by my father again, right? The second HH?]
[Jiang Yucheng is alright, although the first work was quite popular, but Hiukawa's first book was written by someone who really didn't know who wrote it for the first time...]
[I just checked the list of writers' associations in province C. Only Jiang Yucheng and Hiukawa can join the new generation of writers. Hey, it really is... Every industry depends on the background. We, Xiao Transparent, can only rely on ourselves, so angry!]
[I don't know why Hiukawa is popular, the writing is not good-looking!]
[I haven’t read Zhou Chuan’s articles. Today I saw you read "Oriental Charming Records" after 818. It’s not easy to read, so I only read a little bit at the beginning. It’s true that the writing is mature, but it’s not that Maturity, if it is a debut novel + there are veteran writers to help revise and deliberately leave some raw traces, it will be over-so the author of "Oriental Charming Records", or the second author, should I change it to Zhou Guxuan?]
[Hahahaha the Huazhi Award selection team is so miserable, the first time non-traditional literature was shortlisted, the author caused such a scandal!]
Above, posts about 818 Zhou Chuan's life experience and background quickly sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain. Pots of dirty water were poured out one after another, and those with lying guns included Jiang Yucheng, who had just recently sold a book—
It's as if in the shadows some people have been waiting for their turn for a long time.
This time I finally found the opportunity to speak out.
It seems that not long ago, another writer was also questioned that his father's ghostwriting was the work that became famous when he was young... There was a lot of trouble at the time, what is the evidence? Not many.
Hiukawa calmly read these replies with his mobile phone, until Chu Li reached out and snatched his mobile phone again: "Don't look at these boring things, one bite after another, it's like seeing your father writing for you Yes! They didn’t even read your article, and they just talked nonsense there... "
"The books that Jiang Yucheng and I have written over the years have not seven or eight, but five or six, adding up to millions of words. If you want to pinch us, you have to read our articles. If the stuff is so high-quality, why should he pinch it?" Goods..." Hirakawa waved his hands, turned over on the sofa, a little listless.
It can be seen that it is not affected.
He has been cautious all these years, trying to distance himself from his father, Zhou Guxuan.
And in the end this kind of thing happened—
There are 10,000 ways of Hei Zhouchuan, of which 9,999 will be called "mentally retarded" by him with a smile, but these people who don't know where to gossip have really found the only one. One that he cares about.
I don't know what Hikawa was thinking.
Anyway, Chu Li felt distressed.
In fact, she has been ignited by the anger of Li Li, and her mind is full of "why" and "why". She wants to use the official Weibo of "Moonlight" to ask, why are you people so dark that you can keep your mouth open? spreading rumors for no reason...
Her fingertips were cold, and when she was full of anger and unable to vent, she could only find the person on the official blog of "Moonlight" who started to spread rumors that Riu Chuan's book might be his father, poked into her Weibo, and found that she was going crazy Reposted various remarks made by Hei Zhouchuan on the Internet, and added the words "23333", "Let me say it", "Let everyone see"...
The numbers "2333" have never been so annoying.
Following her Weibo, scrolling down all the way, I found that she is a senior high school student, and she also has a Tieba account. The Tieba account casually searched for posting records, and easily found the Gao H Tongrenwen written by her, and the so-called Tieba The school, class, name, home address and parents' mobile phone number... and photos left when the friends exchanged letters.
Let's die together.
Make your mouth cheap.
Chu Li took screenshots of all her things, went to the part-time job website to find part-time job information in her city, and asked someone casually, "Do you want to distribute flyers?" The person quickly replied: "I can do everything, how much will I pay?"
Call the school and report in the name of the parents that the student brought his own child on the post bar and circulated obscene information to each other;
Standing at the door, put her photo class name together with the explicit words she wrote
The H jokes were bound into a book and distributed to passing students;
make her famous.
Isn't it the third year of high school? If you are so idle and go online to make fun of others, you should stop studying at all;
Let her also taste the feeling that her life seems to be destroyed;
Let her die.
Let her die.
The hand holding the mobile phone trembled slightly, and was about to talk to the part-timer who asked how much to send out the leaflets. At this moment, the sofa next to him suddenly rang, and Hirokawa's voice came: "What are you eating tonight?"
"..."
Chu Li was slightly taken aback, then raised his head.
Seeing the man with his back turned to him lazily having fun with his mobile phone... At that moment, the anger that was ignited was like enjoying being ignited.
A basin of cold water poured down on the head—
The whole person calmed down.
She suddenly realized that she couldn't do this—
When those men grabbed her by the ankles, desperately trying to drag her into the hell called meanness.
If she just went there without hesitation, and wanted to fight those people to the death in hell, with dead bodies everywhere, so what if she won in the end
She's already in hell, becoming as despicable as those people.
—Originally, she should have looked down at them from above and laughed at them.
She can't do this.
She doesn't want to do this.
As if the phone in his hand suddenly became hot, Chu Li threw the phone away amidst the part-timer's constant questioning. Looking at the man lying on his side with his back to her, the cloudy eyes regained light, she climbed up from behind the man again, grabbed his sideways arm with both hands, and poked her head out from above him: "They hacked your evidence It’s nothing more than the fact that “Oriental Charming Records” doesn’t look like it was written by someone who wrote it for the first time—”
Hiukawa raised his head slightly to look at Chuli.
Chu Li: "This is indeed not the first time I have written an article."
Hiukawa shook his body, like a leech clinging to his body, trying to shake the person lying on him off: "Don't even think about it."
"Just give me a look. After many years, Hiukawa returns to "Moonlight" magazine with his real debut novel, restarts the serialization, and angrily kills the heads of the trolls..."
"You can pull it down," the man twitched his lips mockingly, "Mr. Zhou Guxuan said that this thing is a waste of time, meaningless, and worthless. It is a waste of paper and ink—"
"Hikawa!"
"..." The man raised his hand and tapped his ear with his little finger, with an impatient expression on his face, "What are you yelling at!"
"While you are dissatisfied with your father's control over you, and dismissive of what he said and did about education, at the same time you acquiesced to what he said from the bottom of your heart, hiding and keeping silent. Are you not contradicting this?! "Chu Li grasped the man's arm tightly, and frowned fiercely, "Now people outside are slandering you so much, why do you allow them to spread rumors like this for things you haven't done, go and refute them, go and slap them in the face—"
The words have not yet fallen.
A big hand suddenly climbed on the back of his head.
The man turned back slightly, and at the same time pressed her head down with his big hands—the next second, his soft lips swallowed all the words she had not finished speaking in the future, and he The tip of her tongue was like a cat's tongue, sticking into her mouth to fit her, entangled as if she never wanted to be separated...
Her breathing gradually eased from being anxious at the beginning, her body seemed to soften, and she grabbed his arm with her hand again, because of the movement of the tip of his tongue, she let out a soft whimper, her fingers bounced tremblingly, softly holding his arm—
Hiukawa could feel that Chu Li was like a purring cat with its fur all over its body arched and its back hunched over. Now being comforted in his arms, it turned into a puddle of water, as soft as boneless.
It was not until the two were out of breath that they separated.
The man lowered his eyes and wiped away the saliva from the corners of her lips with his rough thumb. He frowned slightly, but a smile appeared on the corners of his lips: "Why are you more anxious than me, I'm fine."
Chu Li stared into his eyes for a while.
After a while, he embraced him with open arms, turned over and crawled from behind him to the front of him, then arched his body like a caterpillar and got into his arms—
Hiukawa raised his hand on the occasion and patted her on the back as if coaxing a child.
"I almost did something terrible just now. Fortunately, you asked in time, what are you going to have for dinner tonight?"
A muffled voice sounded in her arms, Hiukawa's big hand on her back paused, and then the man sneered.
"It seems that God asked me to take you away for a reason. What is this called? Justice from heaven."
"I let her go."
"Uh-huh."
"It's best to remember my great kindness."
"Well... well done, well done."
"Humph."
"Chi Chi."