After Being Bent by Reader

There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, and the same is true for writing.For the same article written by an author, some people think the writing is good, while others think it is not good.

Xu Chuanchuan has secretly written online novels for so many years. His grades are not top-notch, but they are quite satisfactory.Therefore, when evaluating her own writing, she can confidently say "not bad".

When she heard that Murong Shi asked her to write something, she was secretly happy.But even if she killed her, she would never have imagined that Murong Shi would make such excessive demands on her!

It's not living in the era of "Cultural Revolution", so what praise do you write?

Xu Chuanchuan was so regretful that her intestines were green, and she made up a temporary excuse in her mind, such as: "I said something wrong just now, my writing is not good at all, and I always got low marks in composition when I was in school"... Category.

But she dared not say it.

She felt that Murong Shi must be impatient to listen to her nonsense, and she might get anxious and add a few thousand words to her.

Xu Chuanchuan could only smash her teeth and swallow it in her stomach. She bit her lower lip tightly and mustered up the courage to ask, "Can I know why?"

Murong Shi knocked on the table with her index finger, saying loudly, "I can't."

Xu Chuanchuan: "..."

In fact, I still want to ask: "Do other people have to accept this punishment like me?"

But looking at Murong Shi's calm phoenix eyes, Xu Chuanchuan flinched.

If you can't protect yourself, how can you manage others?

Feeling very wronged, but thinking of the Weibo she deleted that day, Xu Chuanchuan felt that she deserved such a "punishment".

Her head was buried lower and lower, and her voice was muffled: "I see. Then... If there is nothing else, can I go out?"

Murong Shi nodded.

After receiving the "pardon", Xu Chuan left the office as if fleeing. She clenched her fists frantically, wanting to bang her head against the wall.

A few minutes ago, she was worried about whether she would be fired, but now, she wished to resign and leave immediately.

She seriously suspected that the saliva that Murong Shi drank just now had been directly poured into her brain, otherwise, how could she have made such a "perverted" decision?

Of course, if he resigned for such a trivial matter, Xu Chuanchuan felt that he was too useless.She went to the tea room, filled herself with water, burped, wiped the water from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and said to herself, "Just write, who is afraid of whom?"

Regardless of her writing skills, she has already written online novels with millions of words, and she is not short of a thousand words.

Praise and praise, isn't it because you are afraid of flattery?Okay, when the time comes, she will give a 360-degree fancy compliment, and she will blow the cowhide to the sky!

With a full stomach and enough confidence, Xu Chuanchuan returned to the office with his head held high.

Murong Shi gave her a deadline of five days, which was enough, and she wrote it when she got off work.

The idea was simple, but when she turned on the computer, faced the document, and touched the familiar keyboard with her fingers, she found that she couldn't type a word.

This is written for Murong Shi. She is such an uncertain person, can praise alone do it?In case the ass is lying on the lap...

No, no, no scribbling.

Feeling confused after hesitating, Xu Chuanchuan put the document aside, clicked on the QQ icon in the lower right corner, and found Anji.

Xu Chuanchuan: "Little Jiji, help me, I'm going to die [crying] [crying]"

An Ji: "What's wrong?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "Something has happened [big cry] [big cry]"

An Ji: "What a big deal, don't scare me!"

Xu Chuanchuan: "Our boss' daughter asked me to write her a thousand-word article praising her. Why do you think she is so perverted [crying] [crying]"

An Ji: "What the hell? Praise her?"

Xu Chuanchuan's fingers danced nimbly on the keyboard, and spent a few minutes telling An Ji in detail what happened in the office today.

Xu Chuanchuan: "I've never said anything bad about her in the office, and I dare not even listen to her gossip. Why do you think I'm so unlucky, but she just targeted me?"

An Ji: "This shows that you are destined."

Xu Chuanchuan: "What did you say?"

An Ji: "Haha, just kidding."

Xu Chuanchuan: "I can't wait to make fun of you! [大刀][大刀]"

Threats are still useful, An Ji immediately changed his tone: "If you want me to say, you shouldn't have told the truth in the first place. She asked you if you said bad things about her behind her back, and it's fine if you don't admit it? Anyway, you posted it on Weibo The content of the content did not name names, and it is impossible for her to see it, so what are you afraid of?"

Xu Chuanchuan also understood this truth, but at that time there were only the two of them in the office, the atmosphere was weird, and Murong Shi's eyes were cold and sharp.She had an intuition that if she lied, Murong Shi would definitely spot it.

And she was not good at lying since she was a child, so she can only admit it honestly...

Xu Chuanchuan: "Then what do you think I should do now? Do you really want me to write an article praising her?"

An Ji: "Blow it! You also said that she has an elusive personality. If that's the case, it's useless for you to think too much. Anyway, you won't know what she really thinks in her heart, so you can only do what she says. Slightly [spread hands]"

Xu Chuanchuan found that as long as he found An Ji, all his troubles were gone.She stretched, took out her mobile phone, and found the photo of Murong Shi that she secretly took before from the photo album.

She doesn't know Murong Shi well, so she can't boast something meaningful, she can only do "superficial skills".

Standing in front of the computer screen with her mobile phone as a photo frame, she rested her chin and carefully looked at Murong Shi's side face, not letting go of a single strand of hair. She looked at it for a full 3 minutes before typing the first line Character.

"Miss Murong, has anyone ever praised you for being beautiful? There must have been, and I can assure you that there are countless people who have praised you..."

It took Xu Chuanchuan less than an hour to finish writing. Compared with her usual coding speed, this can be called super fast.

It is customary to make some revisions after writing. Xu Chuanchuan dragged the mouse to the front of the document, only read the first paragraph at the beginning, and had the urge to point X.

puff--

Is this really written by her?Why is she feeling nauseous...

If you don’t try, you won’t know, it turns out flattering is so difficult, you have to be thick-skinned, and you have to boast just right, this is not something ordinary people do at all!

Xu Chuanchuan knew that she was just a mortal, and she felt that she couldn't do the flattery. When she endured the discomfort and read the thousand-word praise she wrote, she knew that this article was useless.

But it doesn't matter!

What should be praised should be praised, and what should be praised should be praised. She did it completely according to Murong Shi's requirements.

Anyway, I didn’t write it for myself, and I couldn’t feel disgusted by myself.

Xu Chuanchuan checked it twice to make sure there were no typos or wrong sentences. She saved the document and sent it to her work mailbox first, then turned off the computer and took a shower happily.

Before going to bed, Xu Chuanchuan chatted with the readers in the group for a while.Scrolling through Weibo, she suddenly remembered the warning that "Girls' feelings are always poems" to her before, and with a thought, she clicked on the familiar blue profile picture in the private message list and left a message for the other party.

Love to eat Malatang: "Sister, do you still know how to tell fortunes? Let me tell you, I was really called into the office by our boss's daughter for interrogation today, and she forced me to tell her bad things behind my back [Grievance] ]”

Xu Chuanchuan didn't expect the other party to respond immediately, but he didn't expect the other party to be online.

Girls' feelings are always poems: "Have you been scolded?"

Love to eat Malatang: "That's not true, but it's scarier than cursing..."

The feelings of a girl are always poems: "Let me do the math, you must be punished, right?"

Xu Chuanchuan was so excited that he almost jumped out of bed.

Love to eat Malatang: "You are amazing!!! She fined me to write her a thousand-word article praising her..."

Girls' feelings are always poems: "You seem to be wronged."

Love to eat Malatang: "It's okay... I just feel a little upset."

Girls' feelings are always poems: "Then you should hold back, lest she ask you to write ten thousand words."

Love to eat Malatang: "Don't scare me [panic]"

Murong Shi flipped through the emoji packs for a long time, and clicked on one of them.

Girls' feelings are always poems: "If you don't believe me, you can try [picking nose]"

Xu Chuanchuan held the phone in a daze.Why did she feel that this sentence was a threat?

But the other party has no reason to threaten her...

Forget it, different people have different opinions on literal things, it's just a sentence, why is she digging into the horns, maybe people are just reminding her in good faith.

Love to eat Malatang: "Since you are so amazing, can you help me figure out whether I will be lucky tomorrow [please]"

Girls' feelings are always poems: "Do you really think of me as a fortune teller?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "..."

Xu Chuanchuan didn't dare to take over.

Why are today's wealthy readers so arrogant?

In the next few days, in order to avoid Murong Shi, Xu Chuanchuan resolutely stayed out of the office unless it was absolutely necessary.It can be regarded as God's blessing, and she really didn't encounter it once.

On Friday, 5 minutes before get off work, Xu Chuanchuan secretly sent the [-]-word document to Murong Shi through his work mailbox, seeing that the deadline was approaching.

You're done!

Xu Chuanchuan sorted out the things on the table and waited to get off work. At this moment, the landline phone on the table rang.

Xu Chuanchuan reached out to grab the receiver, saw the number on the caller ID, and his face changed suddenly.

If I remember correctly, this is the internal phone number of the general manager...

Afraid of what to come.

God, how long will she be tortured!