[Cat and Mouse] Can't learn to play cards according to common sense

After being immersed in Weibo for a long time, Bai Yutang gradually had more pursuits.Especially the last repost was inexplicably reposted by a big V, and then it was crazily reposted tens of thousands of times, which made Bai Yutang refresh his three views.For the first time, he intuitively realized that there are so many people in this world who are watching and doing the same thing as him.It didn't feel fantastic, but special enough.

So he couldn't help wondering what it would be like if his thoughts were read by so many people.

After going around Weibo, Tieba, Tianya, Maopu and other major forums, Bai Yutang came to a conclusion: to quickly increase popularity, one still has to rely on writing.The style of writing is not very important, the key is that the content should be attractive.

Bai Yutang: Just kidding, I'm a ghost, checking Weibo here, isn't this thing attractive enough?

Zhan Zhao: Others will only think that you should see a psychiatrist to treat paranoia.

Bai Yutang: ...

Bai Yutang: Can you stop pouring cold water on me!

Zhan Zhao: I was wrong.

The angry Bai Yutang sat in front of the computer for a while, chose the latter between speed and shame, and then drove Zhan Zhao out of the study.

Zhan Zhao:? ? ?

Zhan Zhao: Are you sure you don't want me to type?If the newcomer's day is less than [-], they will be submerged in the torrent!

Bai Yutang: Take care of me.

Out of respect for Bai Yutang, Zhan Zhao never clicked on Bai Yutang's folder, nor visited the website where he posted his post before getting permission, even though his curiosity was already boiling.

But accidents always come before tomorrow.Bai Yutang was still excited on the first day, a little depressed on the second day, resentful on the third day, and desperate on the fourth day.Zhan Zhao, who had been looking at his face for a few days, was torn between asking clearly and waiting patiently. Just before he was about to close his eyes and make up his mind, Bai Yutang raised the white flag first.

Zhan Zhao: I said, you——

Bai Yutang: Why are these people like this!

Zhan Zhao:? ? ?

Bai Yutang: @#￥%@￥&*@￥! ! !

Zhan Zhao:? ? ?

Bai Yutang: Come here!

Zhan Zhao: ...

Zhan Zhao: ...

Zhan Zhao: You’re not doing well, are you?

Bai Yutang: What's wrong?I didn't slander you.

Zhan Zhao: Compared with those who say I am an oiran, it is really not a slander.

Bai Yutang: You are so beautiful.

Zhan Zhao: But it’s too much for you to describe yourself as a Jack Su!

Bai Yutang: What Su?

Zhan Zhao: It means the heartthrob.

Bai Yutang: Am I not a heartthrob?

Zhan Zhao: ...

Zhan Zhao: Well, you are.No, you can’t even write like that, others won’t like to read it.

Bai Yutang: Why?

Zhan Zhao: Novels must have a sense of substitution, and readers can understand the plot to the greatest extent only if they are personally on the scene.You write yourself so out of touch with reality, how can people substitute you?

Bai Yutang: I'm a ghost, what else can I do besides being divorced from reality!

Zhan Zhao: It’s not this kind of divorce from reality!Didn't you write about what happened when you were alive!

Bai Yutang: Then I wrote it truthfully!

Zhan Zhao: You see, these things are hard for those who have not experienced them to imagine.Although you have personally experienced it, after all it has been so long, some details will not be remembered clearly, and subjective experience will always be exaggerated unconsciously, so people will think that there are loopholes in logic...

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Bai Yutang: There seems to be some truth in what you say.

Zhan Zhao: Right, so you change it.Especially don't make me look like a resentful woman.

Bai Yutang: Bah, so you are still doing it for yourself.

After a few days, Zhan Zhao found that Bai Yutang was still depressed.This time he was lucky enough to read some in advance, and he felt that it was not good enough from the perspective of modern people, and occasionally there were a few bright spots, which would not make Bai Yutang look like this.

Zhan Zhao: Got scolded again?

Bai Yutang: What does OOC mean?

Zhan Zhao: It means that the character you created is very different from his original appearance, which means that he has changed his soul.

Bai Yutang: If I write myself, can I write myself away?

Zhan Zhao: ...

Bai Yutang: The human world is really difficult to understand!

Zhan Zhao: ...

Bai Yutang: I've sealed my pen!

Zhan Zhao: You can just write it for me alone.

Bai Yutang: Refuse.Can you turn tens of thousands of times by yourself?

Zhan Zhao: Your impure motives are not good at writing!

Bai Yutang: Anyway, I sealed my pen!

Zhan Zhao: ...

Zhan Zhao: Youwin.