"...What is self-defeating, the Huazhi Award, other authors such as Guiwa, even if they know that they can't be selected, they feel that even if they can be sent to the selection, it is not a flattering thing... To be honest, Mr. Hirukawa "Luohe Divine Book" has a much higher chance of winning than "Hearing", at least the male protagonist has a normal sexual orientation and has a family, country and world in his heart, right... "
"I dont go."
"..."
Just say "I'm not going" and get dismissed
"Why???!"
"Why, why, the winner of the last Huazhi Award was my family Mr. Guxuan, do you know what concept you are going to send me this time—the concept of the South Pole and the North Pole... Besides, the 2008 Olympic Games will be held in Beijing, The 2012 Olympic Games will still be in Beijing, and the people of the world still have to rise up and fight against the Olympic Organizing Committee, is it completely messed up?" In order to prevent being yelled at again, the man frowned and held the phone away from his ears, his voice was unhurried It sounded confident, "So I won't go, it's boring."
As soon as the words fell, the phone was silent for a while, probably a little confused by the man's strong resistance, and it took a while to react and ask: "What is 'boring'?"
Chu Li: "Is it interesting to go up to the house and uncover the roof tiles?"
Hiukawa: "It's interesting to tear apart the bones and skin. I'll give you a free experience when you're in front of me."
"When will you come back, I will tell you in person."
"It's only seven or eight days... It doesn't matter if you face to face or not. If you want to be in front of me now, I will fight with you."
"..." Ma De was mentally retarded. On the other end of the phone, the little editor still tried to persuade, "Don't think this is boring, Mr. Zhou Chuan, I think this opportunity is rare, and you don't need to revise the manuscript, just send it up and it's over-if you win the prize, you will earn it It doesn’t hurt to lose the election, right? Since Mr. Xia has said that the selection team has recently decided to open up the acceptance level to welcome the new trend... "
"You shut up."
"..."
"Just because you can convince me to come to S province to open this inexplicable writers' association doesn't mean you can convince me of everything." Hiukawa said lightly, "Save your energy, that shameless ruffian Jiang Yucheng might agree to you, you Go find him."
Chu Li never expected that Hiukawa would have such a reaction, and he was stunned for a long time before answering, his mind was full of "This person is very resistant to traditional literature awards", "He seems to be very resistant to traditional literature", "But his study There are quite a few famous books in it”—
Why on earth is this here
Chu Li was full of question marks, but Hiukawa on the phone didn't respond to her, and continued to give him a chance to brainwash him like a monk chanting scriptures. Taking advantage of her sudden silence, he wisely hung up the phone—
Before the deduction, I did not forget to threaten: "Don't mention this matter again. From now on, every time you say a word, I will charge you an extra 100 yuan in rent every month. The price starts at 100 yuan, and there is no upper limit."
The man hung up the phone quickly after finishing speaking, and glanced at the milky white steaming tea in front of him, a trace of irritability was unconsciously revealed in his brown eyes—he pushed the tea table away, and got off the couch a little irritatedly. Got up, walked out of the tea room and found that both parents were sitting in the living room waiting.
His father was on the phone, and his tone should be with a junior; his mother lowered her head to peel apples, and when she heard the sound of walking, she raised her head and glanced at him, and almost wrote on her face: Come here, son, receive the education of love, wait for me Think about how to speak more casually and unobtrusively.
He is in his twenties, so the education of love is unnecessary.
The man raised the corners of his lips, turned around and wanted to slip away. At this time, Gu Xuan hung up the phone and shouted in a deep and majestic voice: "Where are you going, come and sit down!"
With his back to his father, the man showed a helpless expression, turned around like a dog, and went back to the sofa to sit down. As soon as his butt fell to the ground, he heard Zhou Gu Xuan said: "It was Xiaocheng who called just now, and he said You have a high school reunion the day after tomorrow, and your former classmate asked him to help you—"
After listening to the first half, Hiukawa immediately wanted to stand up and dodge others, but before his buttocks could be raised again, he heard his father yell, "Sit down!"
Hiukawa sat back down again with a "snap", and said helplessly, "What kind of class reunion? I can't even remember the names of my high school classmates. Why did you ask me to go? They wouldn't contact me if they asked me to go?"
Day Guxuan: "Look at the expression on your face, who wants to contact you with a hot face and a cold ass?!"
Hiukawa: "Then don't post it, did I ask them to post it? I don't want to find a girlfriend and I'm not in a hurry to show off my achievements to anyone, so why should I go to a class reunion..."
Day Guxuan: "Xiaocheng said, it was your Chinese teacher who was about to retire, and your former classmates held a teacher appreciation banquet for you - in your current status, should you go to the high school Chinese teacher who is about to retire to express your kindness as a teacher?" Is it?!"
Hiukawa sneered, and said dryly: "What is my identity? A third-rate junk fast food writer?"
Zhou Guxuan immediately raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes: "Jichuan!"
Hiukawa looked irritated: "What are you doing? Didn't you say that yourself?"
"What are you two doing, can you have a good talk, my brain hurts from yelling," Mrs. Zhou put down the apple and fruit knife in her hand, "It's been too much for you to hold back for so many days without arguing, right? Raising his voice, he still said something about a scholarly family, like a butcher, and spread it to make people laugh to death—one sentence per person, Lao Xuan, you say first."
Day Guxuan pointed to his son who was sitting on the opposite sofa: "Seeing him like this makes me angry, let the Writers Association come to the meeting, and if he does come, he will just sit around and don't know what to do; let him send his works to participate in the 'Flower Branch Award' Selection... ”
Mrs. Zhou showed a surprise expression of "Oh, it's true".
Until Zhou Guxuan finished speaking: "He didn't want to send his works to participate in the 'Flower Branch Award' selection, he just asked his editor how much the award cost-don't think I don't know that you deliberately said it to your father I listened, who to bury?!"
The expression on Mrs. Hiu's face changed from "surprised" to "I knew it", at the same time Hiukawa fell back and was paralyzed on the sofa...
Day Gu Xuan got angry when he saw him so dead, bent over and took off his slippers and smashed them!
Mrs. Zhou couldn't even stop her, she just watched the slippers hit her son's handsome face, Zhou Chuan was still like a dead fish, just stretched out his hand to take the slippers off his face: "A gentleman doesn't move his mouth, old man you Speak well—I don’t want to attend the Writers’ Association meeting, I don’t want to send my work to the competition, don’t you know the reason the most?”
Hiukawa sat up, put away the smirk on his face, his brown pupils became dark, and his complexion was a little gloomy: "If traditional literature is not really ready to accept other non-traditional literature, then don't always do something It seems that you are trying to accept this strange behavior. This time, the Writers Association—I heard that the Writers Association has recruited quite a few young writers in the past two years. How many did you call this time? Isn’t it just me and Jiang Yucheng? Why, you won’t be allowed to go if you don’t have 500,000 followers on Weibo, right?”
The man stood up while talking: "It's the same as the Chinese teacher who heard that he was about to retire, what's his surname? Teacher Li? Teacher Jiang? Or Teacher Wang—why did you go there back then? When you need to play tricks, you know how to call him." I'm..."
"As far as you have a lot of things, it's your fault that the teacher couldn't teach you well, right? Why did Jiang Yucheng get high scores every time, and later became a book writer? Red was also popular earlier than you. When you sold your first bestseller, Jiang and Cheng’s bestsellers could make up a deck of cards—the teacher taught you what should be written, and I taught you to write what is in line with the mainstream. You just don’t listen and want to be a thorn in the side, but you can’t get high marks in your composition and the books don’t sell well. Who is to blame? Who are you showing your cynical face to?”
"Day Guxuan!"
"Hikawa!"
"You have listened to me for 27 years and you still can't stop listening to the series of kids from the next door!"
"You call your father's name even by first name and surname. I think you really didn't learn well in high school—no, you learned crookedly in elementary school! You have been crooked since you were a child! Respect teachers, respect the old and love you, honor your parents, you How many did you do?! You are in vain!!!”
"The child does not teach, the father too!"
"What's wrong with me! Do you count as one when you were born?!"
"I think it's pretty good! You haven't read my composition in high school. What's wrong with it? It's another "Xing Shi Heng Yan"—let ordinary parents watch their children's good things written down be downgraded. There was a riot at school in the morning, where are you? You are persuading me to participate in the teacher appreciation banquet—thank you! Thank her for retiring early and not harming the next generation of the motherland?!"
"Returning to "Awakening the World Constant Words", the big teeth are laughing, you rely on blind self-confidence to generate electricity to support today?"
Mrs. Day: "..."
The final result was that the father and son yelled at each other, blowing their beards and staring, so loud that the neighbors could hear them, and then they broke up...
Or how to say that colleagues are enemies
Mrs. Zhou sighed, looked at her husband who slammed the door, and looked at her husband who was stepping on the slippers and slipped up the stairs without waiting for her to remind him. Fortunately, he held on to the handrail in time, otherwise he would have to fall down the stairs. Son... She shook her head, neither chasing after nor persuading anyone, picked up the fruit knife she put down before, and continued to peel apples.
five minutes later.
There are bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, and bang noises of cabinet doors and people walking around. Anyone who knows it knows that someone is rummaging through boxes and cabinets.
ten minutes later.
When Mrs. Zhou put the apples cut into little rabbits into the fruit plate, the tall young man kicked open the door from upstairs, dragged the huge luggage and walked down the stairs in a hurry——
Mrs. Zhou picked up a little rabbit: "Where are you going?"
The person on the stairs was still carrying boxes, still full of anger: "Run away from home!"
Four words, categorically.
Mrs. Zhou: "Eat an apple before leaving."
Hiukawa threw away the box, came over to pick up the rabbit, opened his mouth to bite, and bit off half of the rabbit's head.
…
at the same time.
Thousands of miles away, in City G.
Under the gloating of Lao Miao and Yu Yao's death sight, Chuli reported to Mr. Xia about Zhou Chuan's refusal to cooperate about the Huazhi Award. Unexpectedly, Mr. Xia didn't seem to be surprised by this result at all. Just fell silent for a while, then said "I'll go talk to Lao Xuan", then turned and left.
Chu Li didn't even have time to say "Are you sure there won't be any negative effects after talking about this?"
At night, I dragged my physically and mentally exhausted body back home, cooked for Ergou and myself, and then called Hiukawa to find that his cell phone was turned off, and vomited a wave of bitterness to Mr. L. He also looked like a corpse There seems to be no response—
He kept clamoring for online dating with her, this ghost would disappear if he didn't agree with each other, even online dating wouldn't be his turn!
Throwing away her mobile phone, Chuli curled up on the sofa and fell asleep for a while. After waking up sweaty, she found Er Gouzi snuggled up next to her and squeezed the sofa with her—such a big sled dog, with thick fur and a body that was as hot as the stove. It seems that when Chu Li woke up, the big dog's paw was on her chin, and she was sleeping soundly; on the contrary, Chu Li was covered in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water...
It's going to be rotten, take a shower and take a shower.
Chu Li wiped off his sweat, got up and walked to the bathroom, took off his coat and trousers, and when the water was boiling, he heard an ominous "buzzing" sound from the water pipe, but there was no water coming out of the shower head... I thought this could not be a water outage Right, Chu Li bent down to look curiously, and made a move that she regretted later: she habitually reached out and patted the water pipe.
—The sequelae left by the behavior of "just take a picture when the TV is broken" when I was a child.
As a result, something went wrong when I was shooting like this. I heard a loud "pop" and the moment the cold water splashed on my face, Chu Li was stunned.
In the next second, she screamed "Ah" and jumped back. After taking a closer look, she realized that the good bathroom had turned into a water curtain cave, and now she really became the monkey in the water curtain cave. : If Sun Wukong wears small pants and a bra with a banana pattern.
Ergou was barking outside, not knowing what he was screaming so excitedly, Chu Li hurriedly grabbed his mobile phone to make a business call, telling the business that the water pipe was broken, the other party's tone was very calm: Hello, we have expedited the warranty for you, and will repair it tomorrow morning The master came to repair.
"Tomorrow?! The word "urgent" is not used that much! Do you have any misunderstanding about urgent... My house will be soaked in water tomorrow, and there is still a water bill. How much water will it cost for a night of spraying like this? Hello? Hello ?!"
Chu Li was in a mess like a drowned chicken, and the rushing water dripped into her eyes along her hair. She reached out to push the hair blocking her eyes, straightened up and covered the broken water pipe with one hand while trying to find a piece of tape or something. First wrap the pipes—
At this time, a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind her, snatched the mobile phone from her hand, and threw it on the dry towel rack; another warm breath swept over her neck, and stood behind her The tall man bent down and raised his hand to close the water gate...
The water spraying everywhere stopped immediately.
Chu Li blinked, turned around in a daze, raised his head and looked at his calm brown pupils, a drop of water dripped down his handsome and indifferent face.
First ceremony: "..."
Hiukawa: "Are you mentally handicapped? When a water pipe bursts, you don't know how to close the water gate and cover it with your hands. If the metal pipe explodes, you don't need your hands?"
First ceremony: "..."
There was a long silence in the bathroom, and the sound of the man's breathing was almost the only sound... Chu Li opened his mouth, facing the man who suddenly appeared, he was so shocked that he didn't know what to say, until the man lowered his eyes and glanced around , and then said in a calm tone: "Go get dressed first, what do you think?"
In the next second, Chu Li rolled and crawled, and disappeared in front of the man in a flash.