The temperature in Hangzhou has not stabilized in April. Seeing that the temperature continued to recover in the past few days, in the end, a "rainy season during the Qingming Festival" was beaten back to its original shape.
On the last day of the Ching Ming holiday, Ruan Yu went to Shen Mingying's appointment, and as soon as he left the apartment, he was shivered by the cold rain hitting his face. She turned around and wrapped herself in a thick coat before going downstairs again, all the way to the cafe, closed the umbrella and opened the door.
The moisture on the eyelashes slowly dries up.
In the private room, Shen Mingying had already ordered coffee, and when she saw her attire in a cotton-t-shirt mix-and-match woolen coat, she was rude: "You are really getting more and more informal, don't you just do whatever you want just because you look good?"
"It would be nice to be willing to wash your hair for you. I'm not here to walk the catwalk."
"Single requires the awareness of always being ready for an affair." Shen Mingying squinted at her, and pushed the laptop forward, "Come on, bring the USB flash drive, let's see if your self-willed burial love writer has written everything." What."
Ruan Yu took out a white USB flash drive from his bag and handed it over. He picked up a glass of latte in his hand and drank it. While browsing Weibo, he chatted with her when he saw something funny.
From the very beginning, Shen Mingying responded cheerfully to her, but later she focused on the screen without saying a word.
"What's the matter?" Ruan Yu put down his phone and asked.
She raised her head slowly from the WPS world: "Your article seems to be popular..."
"Didn't you say last time..."
Shen Mingying interrupted her with a gesture, like Bole who discovered the Maxima, so excited that he needed to calm down before he could speak: "The kind I'm talking about is Mary Su's who is out of the real world, but your article is close to the real campus around the public. , it is easy to resonate.”
What Ruan Yu wrote was about Suzhou No. 1 Middle School, so it must be close to reality.
She leaned forward and asked as if begging for candy, "What else?"
What's more, every time Ruan Yu opens his mind, he writes with aura. She has been in the industry for five years, and among writers of similar age, her achievements can be said to be outstanding.
A senior writer once commented on her—in a few words, she excavated decay from romance, and finally turned decay into splendor. This little girl's words are too transparent.
Shen Mingying simply summed it up as "profound writing power", scrolled the mouse a few times, and said with emotion: "Writing with personal experience is to poke the heart, yes, it is a typical representative of deep affection."
"Don't hurt me, you!"
"Who was it that whispered Xu Huaisong in my ears every day?"
She muttered in a low voice, "Who hasn't passed the Secondary School yet?"
"So," Shen Mingying glanced at her, "You don't like it at all now?"
Ruan Yu nodded.
If it wasn't for that diary, she wouldn't even remember Xu Huaisong very much. Even if I recalled everything related to him in order to devote myself to creation in the past few days, the rest is just a little sour.
It was similar to her feeling of going back to her hometown out of nostalgia.
like? I haven't seen you for eight years. Is someone really so infatuated
She added: "If it wasn't for thinking about it, wouldn't writing this book be seeking abuse?"
"That's right." Shen Mingying said "tsk", "Then you are not afraid that this book will be discovered by the person involved? It would be embarrassing."
She said "no". Most of the novels are from the perspective of the heroine, and they have been fabricated and adapted. After so many years, how can one recognize the original based on a vague impression
What's more, she felt that Xu Huaisong never matched her name with her face at all. Moreover, would that kind of character like a banished fairy read romance novels
Just talking about this, Ruan Yu's cell phone rang.
Shen Mingying heard her change the ringtone to a piano piece, and suddenly remembered what she saw just now, the heroine was hiding in the school flowers and eavesdropping on the heroine playing the piano.
If she realized something: "It's the song "After The Rain"."
Ruan Yu answered the phone while nodding: "Mom." He responded briefly, and finally said, "I'll come."
"What's wrong?" Shen Mingying asked.
"My mother suddenly came to see me at the apartment."
"Then you go back first."
She packed up her things and got up, before leaving, she said, "I guess they came to do my ideological work and urged me to go on a blind date."
"Then why are you planning to escape?"
She wrinkled her face: "The old man came from the suburbs in person in cold rainy days. This tactic probably cannot be avoided."
After Ruan Yu finished speaking, he picked up his umbrella and hurried out.
Shen Mingying didn't think it was a big deal, she gloated and shouted at her back: "Remember to broadcast the blind date when the time comes!"
After the Qingming Festival, the cold spring is over, and Ruan Yu's new book "I Really Want to Whisper My Ears with You" has also begun to be serialized in Jinjiang.
Shen Mingying used to be an editor in Jinjiang Station, and she had a very unique vision. As expected, after a year of silence, the pseudonym "Wen Xiang" once again became popular in the Internet literature circle.
At the end of April, the novel hit the shelves and jumped to the top of the gold list overnight.
It didn't take long for a film company to find the website.
On a Thursday night in early May, Ruan Yu went on a blind date at a restaurant in the city center after publishing the serial chapters of the day.
Going to the appointment was forced and helpless, but she also understood what the family meant. Parents are not anxious to throw her out, but worried about her current state.
It has been four years since she graduated, but she has never been in a relationship. Since she entered the writing industry, she has almost stopped even basic social interaction. If things go on like this, her family is worried that something is wrong with her mental state.
After all, social fear is not a rare disease these days.
So it's a blind date, but it's actually to ask her to go out and make friends. If you happen to see the right person, and you can implement a lifelong event, of course it's even better.
Ruan Yu couldn't shirk it, so he came out to gather folk tales.
Considering the first meeting, the small and quiet box is likely to aggravate the embarrassment, so both parties chose the lobby.
The other party's surname is Liu, three years older than Ruan Yu, with clean eyebrows, set off by the restaurant's resplendent overhead lights, looks soft and pleasing to the eye, but seems to be an inexperienced person, restrained and extremely nervous throughout the process.
Before the food was served, the two of them drank tea and stared at each other "chatting awkwardly". When the food was served, they seemed relieved and began to focus on eating.
In this way, the atmosphere is more harmonious.
The style of the restaurant is "big plate snacks", all of which are refined and refined. Ruan Yu ate a few mouthfuls of the staple food, and when she lowered her head to drink the minced chicken soup, she heard Liu Mao ask her about her hobbies.
She put down the spoon and looked up, her shoulder-length mid-length hair rippling in an arc with this movement, she answered a few words, casually asked about his occupation with an attitude of coming and going: "I heard that Mr. Liu is currently A partner in a law firm is worthy of the word 'young and promising'."
Liu Mao let it go when he talked about this, and said modestly: "It's not young and promising. Among our four partners, I am only a junior, and the bottom is doing practical things. There is a senior guy who has lived abroad for many years. It's really powerful."
Ruan Yu didn't know much about the legal industry, so he didn't know what to say when he said this, so he had no choice but to follow his words and ask: "If you don't do practical things when you live abroad, what should you do?"
Liu Mao smiled shyly: "Fund support."
Now Ruan Yu also smiled.
Liu Mao glanced over her smiling crescent eyes and the pair of deep dimples on her cheeks, and suddenly froze.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
He hurriedly shook his head to indicate that it was nothing, it was hard to say that she was too sweet, she must have looked stupid to him, it was just a moment of embarrassment, and the phone rang, saving his life.
He said "Sorry", picked up his phone and went out, passed through half of the restaurant, and connected to a quiet corner: "Huai Song?"
A male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yes."
Liu Mao glanced at his watch: "It's almost four o'clock in the morning where you are, is there something urgent?"
"I want a document, but you haven't replied."
"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm out on a blind date tonight. I'm looking for someone to deal with it now."
Liu Mao was about to hang up the phone when he suddenly heard the other end hesitate: "... a blind date?"
"Yes, what's the matter?"
"Is this set popular all over the country?"
He laughed: "Yeah, are you clean in California?"
The other party also laughed: "It has nothing to do with the region, the main thing is age."
"..."
The person on the other end spoke seriously and venomously, telling him to continue the blind date, and quickly hung up the phone.
Liu Mao twitched the corners of his mouth, called the people below, and after explaining the work, he put down his phone and walked back. He wanted to apologize to Ruan Yu again, but she was also answering the phone, looking like something had happened.
Seeing him come back, she made a gesture of apology, and asked the other end of the phone in a low voice: "Is there such a thing?" After a while, she said, "I'll be right back."
When she put down her phone, Liu Mao quickly asked, "What happened, Miss Ruan?"
"Sorry, something went wrong at work, I have to go back to the apartment first."
"It's okay, work is important, I'll see you off."
Ruan Yu said "no need", but Liu Mao insisted, so she didn't refuse again.
At this point in the evening, the urban traffic was so congested that she had no choice but to turn on her mobile phone in the back seat of the car and log in to her Jinjiang account.
Shen Mingying called just now and had a quick talk, saying that someone posted a post on the Jinjiang anonymous forum "Bishui Jiangting", saying that "I Really Want to Whisper My Ear with You" is related to another serialized short story "She "Eyes Can Smile" has a strong sense of sight. In the first half of the content published by both parties, there are eleven conflicts.
The color palette posted by the landlord seems to have knocked over the paint, which is shocking. The conclusion is: Wen Xiang's article "Good Thinking" is suspected of plagiarism.
In less than an hour, the number of replies to this post has exceeded 2,000.
It's not terrible to bump into stalks, what's terrible is a series of bumps. What's even more frightening is that the other party's novel was published before hers. At first glance, it really feels like jumping into the Yellow River can't be washed away.
What's more, this "host" seems to have come prepared. Before posting, he filed a report in the website's reporting center, and only posted half of the color palette to the outside world, leaving behind.
Ruan Yu was not afraid of the slanting shadow, and at first he was calm, saying that he would go home after the blind date.
But Shen Mingying said: "You'd better deal with this matter quickly. I just watched it. Eleven details are very detailed. Even the campus background is exactly the same, and many conversations are similar."
"The most intuitive difference is that your article is from the female protagonist's perspective, while the other party... adopts the male protagonist's perspective."