In the Internet age, the most important feature of all information transmission is "speed" - "whether the popular best-selling author Hiukawa's works are ghostwritten by his father, Mr. Hiroshi Guxuan" is a gossip, which is already overwhelming everywhere by night. Friends or acquaintances of the author will inevitably come to ask him what happened, no matter out of kindness or curiosity, asking too much will always make people a little irritated.
Looking back on the whole incident, the indiscriminate disasters suffered from the shortlist of "Luohe Divine Book" until now, seem to have some sense of "happy events turning into zombies" does not make sense.
In the evening, just after dinner, Jiang Yucheng also came to find Zhou Chuan——
[Jiang Yucheng: Oh, I just woke up.]
At this time, Zhou Chuan was already very annoyed by this group of people, and he didn't have a good temper with Jiang Yucheng...
[Hikawa: How?]
[Jiang Yucheng: No, you are the one who opens Weibo all over the world... You have hot eyes, what's going on?]
[Hi Chuan: As you can see, three people become tigers, you also come to "comfort" me?]
[Jiang Yucheng: ... ... I was lying on the gun with you, who will comfort me when I comfort you? Look at what the news said—"It is said that the well-known best-selling author Zhou Chuan used his father's relationship to enter the National Writers Association as an outstanding young author...By the way, Jiang Yucheng did the same."]
[Hikawa:...]
When the two had this conversation on Q, Chu Li was like a sloth, squeezing a sofa with Hiukawa on top of him. Hiukawa was typing right in front of her eyes. Seeing what Jiang Yucheng said, she ruthlessly let out "Quack" laughter, until Hiukawa fumbled to cover her mouth with his hand...
[Jiang Yucheng: Why the hell am I so unlucky, I have nothing to do and lie down on the wall with your gun.]
[Hi Chuan: I specially showed you Tmall. Together with "Luohe Divine Book", "The Lost Amusement Park" has sold thousands more copies. Some merchants can't wait to launch a package of two books for free shipping. ... It seems that everyone wants to see what the dignitaries in the writing circle look like.]
[Jiang Yucheng: Tall, handsome, rich, funny, talented, mature, and intellectual.]
[Jiang Yucheng: What about Chuli?]
Hiukawa lowered his head and glanced at Chuli, Chuli stretched out his hand and tapped the three words "I'm here" on his phone, and sent it through Hiukawa's phone, the man hummed in satisfaction, followed type-
[Hikawa: In my arms.]
[Jiang Yucheng: ... I shouldn't have asked.]
[Jiang Yucheng: Are you two officially together? Ah, the whole world knows about the trouble, it should be officially together... I didn't expect that you, who never knew the word "responsibility", would be so brave.]
[Jiang Yucheng: Stop talking, let me know when we break up, thank you.]
[Jiang Yucheng: I look forward to receiving such "good news" tomorrow.]
[Hikawa: You are dreaming.]
[Hiu Chuan: I will also bring her into the coffin when I die. If it is cremated, the ashes will be mixed together.]
Throwing away the phone, Chu Li found that Jiang Yucheng and Zhou Chuan still had a tacit understanding, knowing that at this time Zhou Chuan was already annoyed by all kinds of information from the outside world, and there was no need for comfort at all, and Jiang Yucheng never mentioned the word "comfort". If related to the class...
Come over to say hello, confirm that Hiukawa is still alive and still have the strength to fight him, and then decisively prepare to end the topic—
After all, when people underestimate their emotions, sometimes too much care or comfort is a burden to them;
Sometimes they probably just want to be alone for a while, doing something completely unrelated.
It's a very simple truth, but many people don't understand it.
Jiang Yucheng is probably also someone who has been in the trough, and he knows what is going on with the actual scar-revealing behavior called "caring", so he came here lightly, and left lightly... At the end, he just left a sentence —
[Jiang Yucheng: It's better to say something that you haven't done, no matter how it will be interpreted, if you haven't done it, you haven't done it, so don't be silent.]
Looking at Jiang Yucheng's last message, Chu Li and Hiukawa looked at each other in blank dismay. The matter had developed to such an intense level. Facing overwhelming doubts, Hiukawa didn't say anything, and remained silent from the beginning to the end.
Thinking about it now, what Jiang Yucheng said is not unreasonable: Why do you allow you to spread rumors and smear things that you have never done
So ten minutes later, there have been so many days, from the small signs of the incident to the complete outbreak now, and the only positive response from the beginning to the end, Zhou Chuan posted a new update on Weibo——
[Hikawa: I'm sorry if I caused any misunderstanding, I never said that "Oriental Charm Records" is my first work.]
"Is it finished?"
"It's over."
"Let me see?"
"What to watch, celebrity manager, you have to control everything you post on Weibo."
After Weibo was posted, Chu Li confiscated Zhou Chuan's mobile phone to prevent him from continuing to read those comments that some did not affect his mood, so he could not surf the Internet to do nothing, so the two simply sat on the sofa and watched Herman There are five films in total, starting from the first film he made 20 years ago. While watching, the two discussed Herman's favorite shooting techniques and the original writing style, as well as his experience from the first film. The work begins, what remains, what progresses...
Hiukawa is indeed a fan of this world-class writer. For each of his works and movies, he can combine Herman's own growth history and express a different opinion...
"It was also said that Herman was looking for a Chinese writer to collaborate on his next work."
"It's impossible to find me."
"What is the difference between a person without dreams and a salted fish?"
"What do you want to do..."
"As soon as "Farewell to a Scared Magpie" came out, the whole world gave way to it. At the beginning, even you Hirokawa had to step aside when you hit the schedule—hey, what did I say to threaten someone with your white teeth? Isn't that what I said? How can the best resources that can be obtained by working together and even without asking gods and Buddhas sell poorly? Don’t you feel tempted? Don’t you want it? Don’t you want to enjoy it?”
"... In the future, if you don't work as an editor, you can still be a salesman."
""Farewell to the Scared Magpie" was published by Gu Baizhi, I heard that it sold very well, hey, I'm so envious..."
"I really want to throw you out of the house." Hiukawa paused, "Or stick the "Thirty Tenant Rules" on your forehead."
"I'm not a tenant anymore," Chu Li raised his head slightly while supporting the man's chest, and stared at him with rounded eyes, "Aren't I your..."
Stop halfway through.
Hiukawa raised the corner of his lips: "My what?"
Chu Li's face was slightly flushed, and he raised his hand and pressed his fingers to press the curved edge of the man's lips: "Don't laugh."
"I'm not smiling."
"You have, oh, Madeleine, don't laugh!"
It was already one o'clock in the morning after watching the latest "Bie Zhi Jing Magpie". Chu Li yawned and became sleepy. Bo glanced at the comment and closed it again.
"How to say?"
"'You should have admitted it earlier', 'Ah, is it really a ghostwriter', 'Apologize, who didn't make mistakes when they were young'..." Hiukawa simply summarized the Weibo comments he saw just now with a deadpan expression.
Chu Li rubbed his eyes, and was awakened by the thunder.
I went to Weibo and looked at it, and there were people who said, "Why do you apologize if you are not guilty?" So he couldn't believe it: "These people haven't scored too much in reading comprehension since junior high school, right?"
Hiukawa sneered: "If I want to scold you, I can't do it for any reason, I can pretend to be mentally handicapped."
After being relatively silent for a moment, he stretched out his hand and patted Chu Li's head again: "Sleep first, go to Yuanyue Club early tomorrow to ask for a leave, just say you come with me to collect materials, come home with me—look at my dad How should I put it, if the dirty water is poured on him, don't say he doesn't care, the Writers Association won't just keep pretending to be dead."
Chu Li hugged the man's waist, raised his head and rubbed against his chest: "Yes, if you hang up this sentence, it will blacken you for a day."
Hiukawa bent his fingers and tapped her forehead: "Go to sleep."
Chu Li opened his arms, let go of the man, put his hands behind his back, took a step back, opened about half an arm's distance from him, and looked at him with his head tilted.
Hiukawa stretched out his hand, pulled her back, lowered his head and planted a kiss on her lips.
Chu Li smiled silently, showing his big white teeth: "I'm your girlfriend."
"Well," the man let go of him, "you are, you are."
Chu Li turned around and jumped up the stairs leading to the attic. After thinking about it, he turned around and leaned on the banister of the stairs and poked his head out: "So you have to write for me."
At a glance, he saw the man standing motionless in the living room, looking at her the same way she had left, but at this moment there was a sarcasm on his face: "Fart."
After speaking, he laughed again.
…
back to the room.
Lying on the bed quietly listening to the slight footsteps of the people upstairs walking in the attic.
The man's eyes were slightly darkened. He raised his hand, covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and sighed lightly... At this moment, the mobile phone that had been switched back to the vibration mode by his ear vibrated frantically. Unread messages flood in.
It wasn't really a peaceful night.
[Teacher Hikawa, are you there? Regarding the manga adaptation of the "Luohe Divine Book" we talked about last time, we reported it to the boss, and the boss said that the quotation was a bit high. Do you think we can discuss it further? If it doesn't work, we may abandon this project.]
…
[Teacher, the copyright of the game "Luohe Shenshu" we talked about last time, our company's legal affairs department needs to look at the contract again. I said that the contract sent to you on Monday may be delayed by two or three days. Sorry, sorry...]
…
[Teacher, the establishment of the "Oriental Charm Records" project was suspended tonight, but it shouldn't be a big problem. I will let you know if there is any new progress.]
…
[Hello Mr. Hikawa, I asked you about the film and television copyright of "Luohe Shenshu" before. After internal discussions within the company, I considered that the price of 5 million yuan is still a bit too high, so we will withdraw it first... Sorry to bother you .]
…
[Mr. Hikawa, sorry for disturbing you so late. May I ask how you think about the film and television copyright of "Luohe Divine Book"... Now that the city is full of turmoil, some competitors must have withdrawn a few. We are really sincere and want to get it. The boss insisted on following up, two million is really a lot, right? Think about it again...]
…
All kinds of cats and dogs.
Bull ghosts and snake spirits.
out in force.
Directly ignoring these people, the phone's light flickered on the man's face, and his fingers slowly slid among various red unread messages—
[Mrs. Day: Xiao Chuan, give mom the flight number, and the driver at home will pick you up when the time comes.]
[Mrs. Zhou: Don’t pay too much attention to online comments. It doesn’t matter what they say about things you haven’t done.]
[Mrs. Day: See the message and go back. Xiaocheng said that you are fine so I can rest assured, but now you are alone in G City and there is no one to talk to. Mom is very worried about you.]
Fingers rest on the phone screen.
a long time.
There was a thumping sound from upstairs, probably the sound of someone running barefoot from the bathroom to the window... The man lying on the bed turned over and typed slowly with his fingers—
[Hiukawa: I'm fine, she's with me.]
[Hikawa: You told me before that men always think that they have three heads and six arms, which can protect them from the wind and rain, but in fact, there is still a woman standing behind them as a beacon pointing to the harbor of return... I used to sneer at this statement .]
[Hiu Chuan: Now, he was slapped in the face.]
Fortunately, before the storm came.
He has his own lighthouse.
She always stood there in the darkness, like an eternal moonlight, dispelling the darkness.