The Protagonist Makes You Retreat About Thirty Miles

Chapter 107: The pigeon show

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Song Qiao's argument about his disappearance was that he was tricked into a pyramid scheme, and he forbeared for several months to find an opportunity to escape. For this reason, he deliberately asked Su Gezhen to find a pyramid scheme and contributed a piece of money to the local police station. performance.

In this way, the unit and outsiders have coped with it, but the family has set off a high degree of vigilance. First, he tried his best to let him go home and live, but after being politely rejected by Song Qiao, he began to frequently introduce his partner for blind dates. Song Qiao was no longer a young man who would quarrel with his family because of this. Although he was annoyed, he still dealt with it perfunctorily. In this way, only the time with Su Ge was the most comfortable.

Even so, Song Qiao still needs a bit of image in front of Su Ge, and he doesn't want to pour bitter water on his son like a resentful woman all day long, so he went out to drink in the dark on the weekends, and put all the garbage in his head. I gave it to this colleague who writes dark plots.

Shen Hei has been writing on the male channel for eight years without interruption. Although he is called a routine for ten thousand years by readers, he is now more or less a well-known god. It's just that after staying at home for a long time, he dresses more casually, and he walks on the road like an ordinary Bensan man, so the Ye Junhou support T-shirt exposed after taking off his jacket is a bit different.

A month ago, the copyright of the game and comics was sold as soon as "Legend of the Night" was completed, and Ye Junhou's corresponding peripherals also began to be released. Song Qiao was also quite emotional when he saw that this companion who signed a contract with him at the same time finally got out of the way.

From the very beginning, he and Shen Hei often quarreled because of their disagreement with each other, and they made an appointment with a real person to find out that they were actually alumni.

Shen Hei despised Song Qiao's arrogance as a top student, but envied him being treated as a treasure by niche readers; and although Song Qiao did not agree with the practice of setting the plot in line with the market, watching Shen Hei's works gradually The big heat is recognized by the public, and there is some inexplicable envy in my heart.

It is also ironic to say that he chose to leave the self-proclaimed love, but Shen Hei, who had no love at all, has persisted until now. In the end, the person who can stand in front of the world with his works is Shen Hei. In the end, he lost the duel.

When it comes to the past, the two of them are sighed. They approached the writer's business when they were the greenest teenagers. As a result, Song Qiao, who wanted to change his father's concept with Wenzheng Dao, and Shen Hei, who once dreamed of becoming a realistic writer, finally became successful. An old man drinking a side dish and drinking alcohol.

In order to keep the world of Suge clean, Song Qiao turned around and left with regret; and although Shen Hei had enjoyed the fruits of his struggle as he wished, when he returned to his dream at midnight, Ye San, who was written by the first pseudonym, was still unattended. A few comments were sent by Ye Junhou's fans to visit this place, and it was inevitable that he would be disappointed in his heart.

Thinking of this, Shen Hei didn't see the slightest bit of old age. Song Qiao, who seemed to be a little younger, sighed: "Actually, you are the one who is talented. If I hadn't changed the outline according to your suggestion, I wouldn't be able to pass the plot with three bad views. trial."

Song Qiao doesn't know what Su Ge has eaten for himself in recent days. The physical examination data has almost recovered to the level of when he was 20 years old. Perhaps it is because of his good health. Now his mentality is much more positive. Hearing Shen Hei's words Just chuckle and pour him a drink,

"It's your skill to be able to write it. You are the only one of us who is still writing. I wish your new work will continue to sell well. Sixty years later, you will be buried in your grave by your own mountain of paper books!"

"That's why I like to drink with you. People around me only talk about money, and only you still talk about ideals."

Shen Hei has attended a lot of celebration banquets these days, and this kind of blessing is what Song Qiao wants, but even he who has long given up his literary dream thinks that being buried in his own works is the best future.

With such a sigh in his heart, Shen Hei also raised a glass to this old friend who had returned from disappearance,

"It is estimated that you, the eldest young master who is not short of money, don't care, I wish you the ability to write a masterpiece in your heart and become a clear legend that must be pushed!"

When he said this, Song Qiao also remembered Ji Mo's mention that Shen Hei would recommend "Quan Chen" in the group every three or five minutes. He couldn't help but wonder, "I heard that you often recommend my books?"

Shen Hei was also stunned when he mentioned this, and then asked: "You never read Harem Shuangwen, don't you also give me a monthly pass?"

Both of them swore to God that they would never look at each other's hot-eyed works. Years later, they were slapped in the face by themselves. They looked at each other and smiled.

"Cheers, brother!"

"Okay, cheers!"

There are still arrangements today, Song Qiao didn't dare to drink too much, and gave up after a drink, but Shen Hei looked at him and persuaded him with emotion: "Old Song, to be serious, you will be thirty after this year. Do you really think about finding someone to marry?"

The family has been asking this question all the time, and it is only now that Song Qiao expresses his true thoughts with a frown, "I haven't met the right one."

He was not surprised by this reason, but he was just curious as to why he couldn't find a suitable match on Song Qiao's conditions, so he couldn't help asking: "What kind of fairy do you want to marry? Our school's faculties are divided, and the girl next door writes frequently. The hands are also divided, and after being deceived by the MLM organization, you haven't found anyone again, right?"

"I can sigh from the bottom of my heart that it's really good to live with her in the future. Looking at her, I want to be someone who is fighting for the future."

Song Qiao just smiled wryly without expecting her request. If she just wants to find a fairy, there is still a glimmer of hope based on Ji Mo.

But in his life, except for Su Ge, he never had the idea of having to fight for anyone. In his heart, there may be no one in the world who can be loved like his protagonist.

Sure enough, Shen Hei was also surprised when he heard this. He knew that although this friend was a little bit more arrogant now, the lofty spirit in his heart had not been dispelled. It was just that Song Qiao would hide himself more now than in the past.

But being stupid in this kind of thing is no joke. As a past person, he immediately persuaded: "Wake up, as long as it is different people, there will be friction, that kind of soulmate is only one SSR in the whole earth, you Think you can get it?"

They have different life concepts. When Shen Hei was old, they found a suitable blind date. Once the RV was settled, they got married without any bad feelings for each other.

But Song Qiao couldn't accept this. He didn't feel that his life was bad now. If he was in a relationship with his family, he would have to set aside time for dating and delay the update. He couldn't go home to accompany Suge after get off work. It is also impossible to live with Su Ge again, and life will become a mess because of this.

Thinking about it this way, Song Qiao felt that getting married would only lower his happiness index, so he sighed, "So sometimes I think it's okay to be single for the rest of my life. Anyway, I have a son who will die."

The old father is very confident that Su Ge will not abandon himself. When he thinks that there is no pension problem at all, his desire to get married and have children is even lessened.

However, Shen Hei was surprised when he heard the words, "When did you get a son?"

"Suge."

Song Qiao revealed the truth subconsciously, completely ignorant of these mysterious entanglements.

"Don't treat your protagonist as a son just because he has the same name as your protagonist. Sooner or later, others will get married and have children. Do they live with you for the rest of their lives?"

Song Qiao just realized that he had never thought about this issue, and unknowingly assumed that Su Ge would always guard him. However, Su Ge is hundreds of years old, and he has not even handed over his first love. Is it really good to be single again

In this way, if he died in a hundred years, what would Suger do? Do you look at each other in the picture scroll with the widowed old bachelor Ye Junhou? This is too sad!

After trying to imagine the future, Song Qiao's voice was heavy, "I have a problem with my mentality."

"What?"

Shen Hei didn't expect Song Qiao to be so easy to persuade today, and was shocked when he saw this man raised his head solemnly, and said, "Generally speaking, shouldn't an old father urge marriage when he sees an older son? Why don't I want to give it to him? Suger heroine? I'm just a stinking selfish parent!"

Unexpectedly, this is what he woke up to. At this moment, a normal person stared darkly at Song Qiao, who was obviously unmarried but fantasized about having a son, and could only give a sincere advice, "You better hurry up and fall in love. ."

Until they parted, Shen Hei's words still echoed in Song Qiao's ears. However, when he glanced at the pedestrians on the street, Song Qiao, who didn't look right, could only utter the common cry of all single dogs in his heart—he wanted to talk, but there was no object!

After chatting with Shen Hei for a while, it was already afternoon, Song Qiao estimated that it was almost time, so he rushed to the predetermined cake shop.

When he was drinking with Shen Hei, he still looked decadent, but as soon as he left the box, he instantly lost his sense of alcoholism. Although he was wearing a simple gray trench coat without deliberately dressing up, his handsome face with a decent smile always made people see it. Can not help but feel good.

In dark words, Song Qiao was not born handsome, but the temperament of that gentle scum was especially liked by little girls, and it was simply a male heresy.

At this moment, Song Qiao, who insisted on his elite personality, also smiled politely at the front desk, "My order, please check."

As soon as he came to the public, Song Qiao had a completely opposite face to the one in private. Even the clerk was bewildered by him. He sighed in his heart that there were real gentlemen in the world, so he actively handed over the beautifully packaged gift box. "This is your custom-made three-layer fondant cake, with pigeons and church decorations, please confirm."

"No problem, please pack it for me."

In society, a friendly face and a decent status will make a person treated very well. Song Qiao is very skilled in what kind of expression to show in front of whom.

Since he was able to create Chang Hui, he was not an upright person himself. Just by looking at Ji Mo, he knew that this person was very wary of others, so he immediately chose a warm image that could evoke the feelings of fellow countrymen. Even so, he only exposed one of his vests after confirming that Ji Mo was not in danger. If it wasn't for Su Ge in the temple, he would probably never let anyone know about his relationship with Su Ge.

The social methods of these adults, sometimes they feel fake when they study carefully, but they still have to live with masks. After all, the truth can only be shown to a few trusted people.

"Mr. Song's girlfriend is really happy."

Just when the old father, who loved wearing vests, fell into self-disgust, the clerk woke him up with a word, and Ben was still a little puzzled, and only reacted after seeing the cake.

When he ordered the cake, he only wanted to restore the architectural style of the temple, but he forgot that the first impression of the church was a wedding. No wonder others misunderstood.

At this time, it was naturally impossible to mention the high priest to others, Song Qiao just smiled and explained, "It's not a girlfriend, it's a son."

This kind of fondant cake designed and customized by oneself is expensive. Generally, it is only used for grand occasions such as weddings. The clerk thought that Song Qiao was ready to swipe the card and thought it was going to propose marriage. Hearing this, he looked very surprised, "I'm sorry. , you don't look childish at all."

Speaking of Su Ge, Song Qiao's mood suddenly relaxed a lot, so he smiled smugly: "Yes, sometimes I don't believe it myself."

The protagonist of his own writing has become a real person. Song Qiao occasionally wakes up from a sleep and wakes up like a dream.

However, the moment he opened the door, all the disguise from the outside world disappeared. He didn't have to care about any image. He just held up the cake and put it in Suger's hand, wishing from the bottom of his heart: "Happy birthday!"

Seeing that Su Ge was a little puzzled by this behavior, Song Qiao took off his jacket at will, and explained while changing his shoes.

"You may not know that today is the day I started writing "Sacred Master". As I said, your birth is a good thing worth celebrating every year."

They lived together for a long time, and Song Qiao was a little reserved at first, but when he found that Su Ge didn't ask for himself, he returned to the sloppy appearance at home in the past.

At this time, he also returned to the living room and poured himself a cup of tea as usual. Seeing that Su Ge was still stunned, he spontaneously unpacked the package and said happily: "Quick, take a few pictures before eating and send them to the circle of friends, I promise Ye Jun Hou in Shen Hei's hands definitely doesn't have this kind of treatment."

Song Qiao seems to be carefree, but his memory is not bad. For example, the days of opening the pit and cutting the waist in "The Most Holy Teacher" are always remembered in his heart, and for example, he has not forgotten Su Ge's envious eyes on Ye Junhou.

The years that have passed will never go back. At least now, he has to try his best to meet all of Suger's requirements. If he didn't insist to the end, that's all he can do.

"Mr. Song... Thank you."

Su Ge sent the pigeons to watch Song Qiao and Shen Hei drink in a low mood. Even if Song Qiao devoted all his efforts to create it was him, he could not really enter Song Qiao's world because of his words.

However, when he saw the cake decoration that was almost indistinguishable from the temple, and the ninety-nine white doves on it, Su Ge realized that it was him who Song Qiao had done his best to deal with until now.

That's why I don't want to be abandoned again. When he was unconscious, the god's departure made him look at the starry sky in silence for a long time; if he watched this person leave now, he would not know how uncomfortable it would be.

"Didn't you say you want to see the temple of this world? It just happened that the visa was issued last week, and I took all the annual leave. We will travel abroad tomorrow."

Song Qiao was very satisfied with Su Ge's moving tone. He didn't pay attention to the deep eyes of the high priest for a moment. He just took out two plane tickets and continued to surprise his son. This was a birthday gift he planned for two months. Greg was having a good time.

It's better to be single, and it doesn't cost much for one person. His salary and bonus are not low. Now that he has two manuscript fees, he can spend money on Su Ge at will. Raising pigeons is a healthy and environmentally friendly activity that is also beneficial to world peace. His life is simply more meaningful than before.

Thinking like this in my heart, an old father didn't think about his mentality that he was suspected of keeping little fresh meat.

"Don't look at the old man like this, but he is very fluent in English and has no problem communicating with foreign friends. Do you feel like an elite?"

The education of the Song family has always been to maintain modesty and courtesy in the outside world, and to show off some small achievements that are only behaviors of the nouveau riche. Therefore, even though Song Qiao has the temperament to eat cakes and want to broadcast live on the Moments, he has always only smiled politely at others when he achieved results. Even though he had already shouted that I was a genius, he still thanked the teacher for his teaching.

Now that Ji Mo has gone to other worlds to practice, he can only be shy in front of Su Ge, but how can the thousands of praises from outsiders be worth the admiration in the eyes of the high priest? Hold it when you should hold it outside, it is enough to have your own son to worship.

Su Ge is no longer in a state of ignorance of the world. Song Qiao's attitude towards him is definitely beyond the limit of a friend, but it seems that this person does not seem to have awakened, so he can only tentatively speak, "Mr. Song, I heard that in your world it is not so good for ordinary friends."

Sure enough, Song Qiao didn't realize that he liked Su Ge more than he did with a little white face. He was used to devoting time and energy to Su Ge, and the old father, who was proud of his love for the protagonist, only continued to say proudly:

"Of course, Shen Hei doesn't have this kind of treatment here. Back then he asked me to go to Sichuan to eat hot pot, and I pigeoned him for a month to write about you. Look, I'll take a picture and post it in the circle of friends, this married married man who lost his freedom. The old man is so greedy."

Su Geben was still moved, and even hesitated whether he should confess his thoughts to the gods. When he heard the deep black eyes, he sank again, and only said leisurely: "You and Mr. Qin have such a good relationship."

Song Qiao thought for a while who this Mr. Qin was, and it took a long while to realize that, isn't the surname of Shen Hei's servant Qin

He silently praised his own Su Ge for being really polite, much more pure than a certain white deer who planned to murder the author all day long. For a while, he forgot to think about how Su Ge knew Shen Hei's real name, and replied casually: "After all, eight It has become a habit to lose friends every year and harm each other."

Before getting to know Ji Mo, Shen Hei was Song Qiao's only friend who could show his true temperament. When he mentioned him, his tone was very different. Seeing that Su Ge's expression was a little down, he also said that he thought of Ye Junhou again, and quickly said solemnly: "Trust me, from the day I wrote down your personalities, getting you a happy ending is my goal."

Although he lost to Shen Hei in reality, only his love for Su Ge, Song Qiao will not lose to anyone until now.

It's just that now he also understands that love is his own business. Speaking out is not only annoying, but also makes oneself unable to help care about gains and losses and the evaluation of irrelevant people, but loses the original purity.

This time, no data is needed to prove it, and no one will point fingers at his protagonist. As long as he is good to Suge from the heart, it is enough.

Song Qiao didn't know what his mood was, but he was sure that he had been so devoted to Su Ge since he was born. If he had to describe it, it would definitely be the greatest selfless fatherly love in the world.

Just when the old father's thinking went wrong again, the high priest couldn't hold back his emotions. This man tried his best to make him happy, and said that he wanted to give him a happy future. No matter which world it was in, it should be in the express meaning.

Even if Song Qiao thought it was his father's love, Su Ge couldn't help but gently hugged the person in front of him, "Mr. Song, I will always take care of you."

Wait, expressing joy with hugs, did he set up a foreigner like Suga

Song Qiao didn't expect him to act like this. Although he felt strange, he still lovingly patted the high priest on the back.

"Don't be so excited. If you want to fly over by yourself at any time, you might be able to dig out some local specialties like vampires and werewolves."

However, he was really stunned soon, because Suge turned his head and kissed his cheek again. Seeing the confused expression on the old father's face, he said with his usual kind smile, "Thank you, I have accepted the gift."

After doing all this, Su Ge naturally went to cut the cake, and obediently sent a photo of Aite Junhou according to the old father's instructions, as if he just did a very ordinary act, and anyone who saw it would think that his heart was too dirty, He would actually doubt such a pure and upright high priest.

However, this time, Song Qiao's thoughts moved, and he looked at the busy high priest thoughtfully, and thought to himself,

Sure enough, what's been wrong recently

The author has something to say: Su Ge (dove-like eyes): The relationship between Mr. Song and Mr. Qin seems to be getting better.

Ren Qingya: I don't like the plot of "Legend of the Night". If I were the heroine, I would definitely summon the author to be him.

Shen Hei: Strange, why is your neck feeling cold recently

Ye Junhou: Hahaha, look at this poor straight man surrounded by gays!

Ji Mo (indifferent): You are the only straight man here.

Ye Junhou (shocked): What? !

It seems like I can't handle this 10,000-word story, so I'd better split it into two chapters. I'll try my best to finish the next chapter tomorrow.