Moonlight Variations

Hikawa: "..."

First gift: "..."

Hikawa: "..."

First gift: "..."

Jiuchuan stretched out his finger and pointed at Chuli's face and sneered: "Look, you still pretend to be calm, I know you can't be so calm, pretending to be an old driver who is ruthless, you might as well look for a mirror to look at you now. That pale paper face..."

"Hikawa!!!" Chuli raised his voice, "Excuse me, please grab the point. Is it time to say this? I appeared in your room in my pajamas, looking like I just crawled out of your bed, your friend. My author Jiang Yucheng is on the other side of the door—"

Jiang Yucheng's voice came through the door: "I am here, it is not your illusion."

Chuli felt that he might as well faint with two eyes directly and feel better, staring at the man sitting on the bed cross-legged holding the quilt: "Do you think that in this situation, explain that I did sleep with you last night but we The two were sleeping together and chatting. I watched a horror movie overnight. Can Teacher Jiang Yucheng believe in such a thing?"

Hikawa: "I don't have this item of chatting with you in my memory."

Jiang Yucheng: "I don't believe it."

Two voices sounded at the same time, Chu Li wiped his neck with his hand, making a choking sound...

At this time Jiang Yucheng knocked at the door: "Open the door first. You can't reduce the embarrassment at all if you close the door like this. If you are really afraid of embarrassment, don't ignore the people next door and yell at you early in the morning. Tossing all night'..."

The expression on Chuli's face suddenly became pretty.

"I got up and went to the bathroom and thought I was hitting a ghost." Jiang Yucheng said, "I can only make myself a cup of coffee and I was shocked. As soon as I drank a sip of coffee, I heard the following sentence-a girl was tossed by my friend One night later, the first thing at dawn is to congratulate him for perfectly preserving his twenty-eight years of boyhood..."

Chuli didn't even have time to change a second "I'm dead" expression on Chuli's face. Shirakawa had thrown the quilt and stood directly on the bed: "What the **** do you mean! Who can't say that! Banana man, open the door for me! !"

While talking, his hands are already on the edge of the pajamas.

For fear that he would do something radical, Chuli covered his eyes with one hand, and reflexed with the other hand to open the door—Jiang Yucheng leaned against the door with his coffee, glanced at Chuli, and Shirakawa took his hand. Removed from the trousers, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do the thief eyebrows look at?"

"I didn't study the health and hygiene class well, but I learned ten percent of possessiveness, right?" Jiang Yucheng said, "Why is Chuli in your home?"

"Last night's "Luohe Book of God" pre-sale, she is not at ease—" Zhou Chuan said halfway, his expression changed, "It's up to you, where is her love, who do you care so much?"

"Wearing in your room early in the morning in your nightdress, you are a fool." Jiang Yucheng put down the hot cup of coffee in his hand, "Think about me, get up early in the morning and go for a briefing, I heard that my editor Jiao Didi next door 'S voice rang..."

"What's a little explanation, what's pretending to be elegant, you just pee when you pee, last night you took a mouthful of'paper' and'wipe your **** with your hand' in the toilet, and I heard it clearly." Shirakawa pointed to the first gift. "If you don't believe me, ask her yourself,"

Jiang Yucheng was taken aback and looked at Chu Li.

Chu Li: "………………"

Chuli unscrewed her head, rubbed her little feet on the soft floor, then hung her head and said to pieces: "If you don't speak, you won't notice me."

Jiang Yucheng looked serious: "You two are dating?"

Chuli shook his head frantically.

Jiang Yucheng looked at it and relaxed a little: "What's the matter then?"

"...There was a problem around the new books of the previous years. This guy was detained a lot of wages with the lying gun and could only stay on the street. That period was the day of preparations for the launch of "The Book of Luohe", and I was afraid that she would be daily The influence of the communication under the bridge cave and the beggar was exerted, so let her come to my attic to sleep for a while." Hikawa raised the corner of his lips, "Why are you so nervous?"

Ignoring Zhou Chuan's rhetorical question, Jiang Yucheng looked dubious, stretched his head and glanced in the direction of the attic: "Then why was she in your room last night?"

"You might as well ask yourself why you came to my house suddenly, ignoring social etiquette and making a difference?!"

"I'm here to watch your pre-sale."

"Fortunately, I took the first taunting baton when I was on the street?"

"Nothing, I know you can sell it," Jiang Yucheng looked at Chuli and smiled at her, "Isn't Chuli here? Seeing her so dedicated, you know this book. It will sell well, it has nothing to do with you, because it sells well because of her, then it sells well—"

Chu Li suddenly raised his head, and the original pale face was immediately stained with a trace of blood. She stared at Jiang Yucheng... Jiang Yucheng looked at her with a smile and patted her shoulder.

From beginning to end, Hiukawa's eyes were fixed on Jiang Yucheng's hand, and when he watched his hand fall on Chuli's shoulder, his eyebrows trembled; the pale bronze color that contrasted with the white skin. His big hand touched him, and when he slapped it twice, his eyebrows trembled again.

Chuli didn't think anything was wrong.

Zhou Chuan thought that this scene was quite eye-catching—even though the Qing Dynasty had been dead for five hundred years, he really shouldn't have opened the door to Jiang Yucheng last night.

Jiang Yucheng: "That's why I hurriedly hid in your room in order to hide from me last night?"

Hikawa: "..."

Chu Li: "Yes."

Jiang Yucheng: "You two are not in the kind of relationship I imagined?"

Hikawa: "..."

Chu Li: "No."

Jiang Yucheng: "That means I still have a chance now?"

Hirukawa: "Fart!"

Chu Li: "???"

Jiang Yucheng: "That's good."

Hirukawa: "What's so good?"

"I'm still worried that I'll be a step late," Jiang Yucheng took a sip of the coffee that was originally set aside, and looked calm. "Just wondering when to say this. Since I hit it, let me say it by the way. That's it..."

In the silence of the room, Jiang Yucheng turned to Chuli, with a slight smile on his face. He looked at her solemnly and said: "Chuli, I have actually liked you since the first official meeting."

Chu Li: "...Huh? Huh?"

Hiukawa: "??????"

Jiang Yucheng: "I have been writing articles for more than ten years, and the editors I have followed are in the form of □. Of course, many of them are my fans themselves. I am used to these... But I always feel that you and I have been with me before. Those editors are different—before I contacted you, when I saw you bring Hikawa, the tenacity of looking at the thatched cottage, when Hikawa complained to me, I thought it was quite interesting. At that time, I still envied Hikawa, this year. In an era when few people were willing to go to bookstores to buy books, there were actually editors who chased behind the author’s **** in order to produce a printed book..."

Chu Li: "…………"

She opened her mouth slightly in shock, but couldn't make a sound for a while; staring at Jiang Yucheng in a daze, Chuli suspected that she might still be dreaming: What did he say?

"Therefore, the idea of ​​wanting to cooperate with you came into being, so the first issue of the project just found a reason to come—you don’t know, when I knew that you were my ten-year old fan monkey, I really felt in my heart. I'm very happy. What I think in my heart is, how many years have I been looking forward to, and finally I am looking forward to an editor who might understand me?"

"..."

"Later, in order to sign "Disappearing Amusement Park", you let me see your ability to act. You gave up your vacation the next day ← the train came to another city, and when you appeared in front of me in a dusty manner, let me be honest. I'm very touched..." Jiang Yucheng's gaze fell on Chuli's eyes, watching her eyelashes vibrate slightly from shock, and a smile appeared on the corners of her lips. "The last time you were in the cinema, what you said was also because of this. And the one who decided to believe in you... I know you are still a new editor, but I also believe that you will become full-fledged one day—"

"Teacher, I..."

Jiang Yucheng made a silent gesture, beckoning Chu Li not to say it, but suddenly it seemed to remember something, the corners of his lips smiled slightly, and a trace of self-deprecation appeared on his face, and said: "They all said, I Jiang Yucheng has written a commercial bestseller for more than ten years, and now he is finally abandoned by the market—but no one has thought about it seriously. In fact, I am a little tired and exhausted facing the editors and sending forms to the editors day after day. I said: Teacher, statistics, these popular themes are selling very well..."

At this moment, all the emotions on Jiang Yucheng's face suddenly disappeared.

"Sometimes in the middle of the night I suddenly woke up from a nightmare, dreaming that the pyramid under my feet collapsed, and the editors and readers gathered under the tower were swarming away... At that time I couldn't help thinking, born as an author, and what am I going to do for myself and for readers? What's down."

Jiang Yucheng took Chu Li's hand—

"This is something that I started to consider seriously after meeting you: one day, I opened Weibo and saw readers tell me—it’s great to be able to see Jiang Yucheng’s works in "Moonlight" again, thank you "Moonlight", thank you greatly Did not give up."

Chu Li: "That's..."

that's what I should do.

Jiang Yucheng: "You probably think this is a matter of course, but at that moment, I suddenly felt as if I had finally found a way out in the dark..."

"Speaking of the relationship between men and women, I really do not have a deep affection or feel that I am unforgettable as described in other books. What is certain is that when I was in the movie theater that day, I watched you vowed to promise us something. , Serious profile, I am really tempted."

As Jiang Yucheng said, he raised his eyelids and glanced at his stiff friend who was standing on the bed.

"That's a kind of dark corner plants' tendency to light. I haven't walked out of the darkness yet. So, Chuli, are you willing to reach out and grab me?"

In front of him, the man's confession was calm and clear.

The lack of emotion makes people feel more sincere and indifferent without embellishment.

His tone sounded like he had been thinking about it for a long time—

Not on impulse.

Chuli was stunned, lowered his head and looked at the big hand clasped on his wrist, wrapping his hand in his palm... The whole person seemed to float directly: the sense of reality was zero.

What kind of experience is it for an author who has liked it for ten years to confess to himself?

sodrama!

Chuli blushed, and tried to pull her hand back with a little effort, but her heart was beating like a drum in her chest: "Teacher, I..."

"—Jiang Yucheng, I'm afraid you are sick."

An indifferent voice sounded from behind, interrupting Chu Li's answer... She turned around and looked at the man standing on the bed. At this moment, she jumped out of the bed flexibly and stood on the stall.

"If you don't sleep well early in the morning, you can just go back to the cage. Come to my room and talk nonsense to the woman who just got out of my bed-eat when you are hungry, and sleep when you are sleepy. Doctor, why is the person pulling me crazy here?"

The man strode over and reached out and patted the hands of the two that were tightly held together—

"Let it go, it's almost done, you. Go back to sleep." Zhouchuan said to Chuli.

"You. Go home." Zhouchuan said to Jiang Yucheng.

"The meeting is over!"' Zhou Chuan announced.

The author has something to say: here comes here comes

This is the most fundamental difference between Jiang Yucheng and Jiuchuan

Hikawa: Let's take a look first.

Jiang Yucheng: Let's talk about it first.

The masturbation and action sects...............It can only be said that their writing styles are also similar.