After closing the live broadcast, Qi Cong uploaded all the evidence mentioned in the live broadcast to Weibo, and then turned off the computer.
Shen Jia jumped in front of Qi Cong excitedly, and said happily: "Just now Gu Xun is good--" His voice disappeared after seeing Qi Cong's expression.
Qi Cong adjusted her mood, smiled reassuringly at Shen Jia, then looked at Zhao Zhenxun and said sincerely, "Mr. Zhao, I wasted your time, thank you for your help today."
"You are my artist, and it is my duty to help you handle these."
Qi Cong was stunned.
Zhao Zhenxun got up and looked at his watch: "It's very late. I ordered takeout for you. After you eat, go to bed early, set your alarm clock, and get up early tomorrow to catch a flight, so don't get up late."
Qi Cong returned to his senses and got up: "Won't Broker Zhao stay and eat together?"
"No, there's something else to do. Also, you can call me Brother Zhao with Jiajia." Zhao Zhenxun looked at Qi Cong, always used to frown and let go, showing a rare kind of kindness, "Don't brush tonight. Weibo, I will help you control the follow-up. Qi Cong, now I believe what Jiajia said, you are really good. Work hard, I hope you will never forget Jiang Zhaoyan and the memories of the past three years.” Said Just turn around and leave.
click.
The door is closed.
Qi Cong stood for a while and looked at Shen Jia next to him: "You..."
"Brother Zhao accepts you! He is willing to help you make your debut!" Shen Jia swooped at Qi Cong, excited like a madman, "Brother Cong, I knew everyone would like you, you are so good, many people will like you !"
Looking at Shen Jia's excited look, Qi Cong suddenly dispelled some dark clouds from his depressed heart. He held down Shen Jia, who was constantly moving with excitement, and the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, revealing a small smile.
Lost some, also gained some, life is actually fair.
And... His eyes fell on the mobile phone next to the computer, and suddenly there was a strong urge to make a call to Gu Xun. I want to hear Gu Xun's voice, I want to thank Gu Xun for his help and maintenance, and I want to... simply say a few words to Gu Xun.
The otherwise quiet phone suddenly vibrated, flashing a call from someone he was thinking about.
Qi Cong's heart skipped a beat, and at a slightly urgent speed that he didn't realize, he let go of Shen Jia, went around the coffee table, picked up the phone, connected the phone and put it to his ear.
"I bought you a mango cake, it should be coming soon." Gu Xun's voice came out immediately, gentle, tolerant, very reassuring, a little different from before, more mature, but it seems to be the same, " I don’t know if your taste has changed now. For the time being, don’t think about things online, just eat well and sleep well.”
The background sound on Gu Xun's side was a bit noisy, and it seemed that someone was urging Gu Xun to do something vaguely.
"I have work to do, so I have to hang up. Are you… sure you want to stay silent?"
Only then did Qi Cong realize that he hadn't opened his mouth. He opened his mouth in a hurry, but coughed a few times because he held his breath for too long unconsciously. He was a little embarrassed. He covered his phone and adjusted his breathing. Then he took the phone back and said, "Thank you for today."
Gu Xun's voice was a little deeper: "Why did you cough just now? Are you sick?"
"No, yes... I choked on the water." Perhaps because he was not used to lying, Qi Cong felt a little uncomfortable. He instinctively lowered his voice even more, "Also, thank you for the cake."
Gu Xun was quiet for a few seconds, and his voice softened again: "Don't be so polite with me... Then I'll hang up, have a good dream, good night."
Qi Cong called out, "Gu Xun."
Gu Xun responded immediately: "Huh? I'm still here."
"...Good night." Qi Cong's palms were sweating a little, and his mind was in a mess. He didn't know what to say, so he repeated again unconsciously, "Good night."
A satisfied chuckle came, and Gu Xun also said good night again, and then hung up the phone.
Qi Cong stood for a few seconds and put down the phone.
A head protruded from the side of the body thiefly, his eyes flickering, full of gossip.
Qi Cong returned to her senses, put away her mobile phone with a busy expression, and turned to Shen Jia: "The takeaway is coming soon, go wash your hands first, you can eat after washing your hands."
Shen Jia smiled, no longer embarrassed, and obediently turned around to wash her hands.
…
Two takeaways arrived one after another, one was a digestible porridge and a few plates of snacks and side dishes, and the other was a 6-inch mango cake with a card attached to the cake box.
Qi Cong opened the card.
【Eating something sweet will make you feel better? Gu. 】
The card should be written by the clerk on behalf of the clerk. The words are not very beautiful, but the writing is very serious.
Qi Cong looked at the last word "Gu" for a while, put down the card, picked up the phone, opened WeChat, opened the dialog box with Gu Xun, and typed.
Qi Cong: The cake has been received, thank you.
Qi Cong: Do you have any other gifts you want
Qi Cong: Except for the meal.
Gu Xun didn't reply to WeChat, he was probably still busy. Qi Cong put down her phone, glanced at Shen Jia who was devouring the porridge bowl next to her, secretly turned on the camera, and took a picture of the cake and cards on the table.
…
Before going to bed, Qi Cong picked up the phone again and looked at it.
The WeChat icon was clean, but Gu Xun still didn't reply.
Qi Cong looked at it and saw that it was not too early.
Are you still busy? Or go straight to sleep after work
He clicked on Gu Xun's WeChat avatar, put down his phone and lay down, closing his eyes to try to get sleepy, but his mind was full of the words Gu Xun said when he helped him in the live broadcast today, and he couldn't sleep at all. He opened his eyes again and, under the moonlight pouring in from the window, looked at the hard drive and notes on the bedside table.
After a while, he sat up and turned on the lamp, picked up the top notebook and opened it.
A line of words appeared on the title page of the notebook, filling his pupils.
[One pole of wind and moon, one cloud of mist and rain, my family lives in the west of Diaotai. Selling fish is afraid of being close to the city gate, but is it willing to go to the depths of the red dust? 】
This is a poem he likes very much. When he named the protagonist of "Chivalry", he thought of it for the first time, and almost instantly, he determined the name of the protagonist.
Fengyue.
A pole of wind and moon, wind and moon.
Qi Cong can still remember the pride and expectation for the work "Chivalrous Bone" when he wrote this line. He imagined that one day this work would be completed and put on the screen, and that the character Liu Fengyue would come to life and be known by many, many people.
He thought about it a lot, but he didn't expect... Liu Fengyue would become the Liu Fengyue written by others.
Maybe it was late at night that made people impulsive, Qi Cong suddenly closed the notebook, got out of bed and went to the living room to take the computer back to the bedroom.
He turned on the computer and logged on to the old site of Jiangtian.com, selected Manage Articles, and directly emptied all the updated content of "Chivalrous Bone", then edited the article information and deleted the three words Liu Fengyue in the column of the protagonist one by one.
Liu Fengyue's Liu surname was chosen casually after he set the protagonist's name.
And a hidden man who was charged with murdering his father might not want to let the world know his surname.
Thin and white fingers put on the keyboard, tap lightly, and press Enter.
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Work: "Bone"
Protagonist: Fengyue
Author: gurgling water
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Collection: 219054
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