After the white moonlight cuts the black

Meng Chuqi lay down for most of the day.

After waking up, she lay down on the bed and played with her mobile phone for a while, dawdling until it was almost dinner time, consciously ordered takeaway for the whole family, and then put on her clothes and went out.

"I'm going, what are you doing here?"

The two who thought they should be catching up on sleep actually stayed in the living room full of energy.

According to the arrangement of the quilt and pillows, Meng Chuqi could guess with his eyes closed that they had also tried to catch up on sleep, but the result was unsatisfactory.

Meng Chuqi was not surprised, they used to be like this often, at the top they passed through the night, and their schedules were all messed up.

She had a glorious history of being frightened by Meng Huaiming who came out to forage at night, and was frightened again by Yan Hui who came out in a daze to make breakfast in the morning.

After the "You Come, I Go" group ended, Meng Huaiming had already explained to them that he did not plan to continue taking over the book for the time being, and would go back to Meng's house to help the old man in the following period of time.

Meng Chuqi was quite surprised when she heard that. After all, after her father died, the relationship between Meng Huaiming and her family had always maintained a delicate balance.

The old man doesn't care about him and doesn't help him, he has a laissez-faire attitude.

It has long been rumored in the Meng family that the old man has given up on the direct heir, and even Meng Huaiming joked: "If your uncle can't inherit the family property when he goes back, will you still follow me?"

Meng Chuqi tore up the seaweed rolls bought cheaply in the supermarket, and thought about it seriously: "Oh, then I will work and support you in the future."

Her guardian from heaven hadn't taken much care of her, and it was also the idea that being able to feed and clothe her was equivalent to raising a child.

But Chu Qi didn't feel wronged.

In fact, strictly speaking, they cannot constitute an adoption relationship, and the age difference is not big enough, so this "guardian" is just talking.

Objectively speaking, Meng Huaiming is not a good parent, nor is he a standard lover.

Chu Qi saw it in his eyes, and he didn't sigh. If it wasn't for the premise of blood relationship, if it wasn't for a chance to peek into the uncle's mind by chance, and just listen to his description as a bystander, just the love history, Chu Qi would I don't want to deal with this person anymore.

This is very contradictory.

In Uncle Jiang Hua's mobile phone, the initials of Meng Huaiming's lover had assembled a small half of the alphabet. Yan Hui took the first letter of the Y sound, and Su Yaowen was special, with S followed by an asterisk.

This is what she got from Xiao Hu, Chu Qi's face turned pale all day after hearing it, and his three views collapsed.

Her little sister was forced to talk on the phone with her at night.

After listening to the passage that Chu Qi had concealed, the child wanted to knock her on the head.

He—or she, is a product of Fengyuechang. He is used to seeing this, but he also knows that Chu Qi, like Chu Qi, is still well protected emotionally.

"Chuqi, don't panic, think about it calmly, does the person you're talking about go out to spend time after announcing their relationship? If not, he's actually not a scumbag..."

The "little sister" is called Li Fen. On the seventh day of the seventh day, Carp jumped up from the bed: "My Fen, but you don't know how many tricks he plays. Fuck, especially when he was young. Didn't he have a white moonlight? He still had a one-night stand with someone, and even raised a starlet! My God, he was chasing Yan away... before he took office, he had two romances just in love, and countless bastards crawled across his bed!"

"But Chuqi..." They all smiled wryly: "This is the norm. If this appointment is not good, we will break up and find the next one. As long as you don't cheat physically during the relationship and marriage... not allowing mental cheating is a high requirement."

"ONETUONE, just a beautiful hope."

"There is no conflict here. Literary works and film and television works originate from life and are higher than life. Everyone hopes to meet someone with whom they can spend the rest of their lives for the first time, and it happens that that person is also the first time to be moved."

There is no need to deliberately lower the voices in front of Chu Qi, but they show a different kind of gentleness, which is between male and female voices.

"Chuqi, it's not easy to comment on this matter, you have to hold back first."

"I'm writing poems every day now, and today I'll share this with you. I hope it will make you happier."

A large block of text pops up on the screen.

The opening sentence is: I have been looking for a long time, a long time...

"What, this... how can I be happy?" Chu Qi rubbed his sore nose.

"Yuan, I know what you mean. 1V1 is a kind of wish. There is nothing to dispute about it. It is also very easy to understand the uncleanness in the novel. No one has the right to use the truth of reality to teach us."

"Because we just hope that from the beginning to the end, we all hope to belong to one person, and the other party is only me."

"But why? Why can you be so frivolous? Could it be that men can't control themselves—"

"Calm down! Calm down."

They all raised their foreheads, "It's really hard to say, the physical and psychological struggle is a bit complicated for men. I, uh, can't give you a reference."

"But there is one thing to explain. Physiological needs will never be an excuse for betrayal. If you can't even control your own body, then what is the difference from animals with uncivilized thinking?"

"You know, the place I stayed in before was a hodgepodge. You can't tell the difference between ruthless and sentient."

"I have seen having fun on the night of a broken relationship, crying in the arms of the young princess, crying in the toilet, being pressed against the wall and kissed forcefully, and then the two reached an agreement to open a room. Do you still think this is very interesting? The routine of the novel."

"There are also those who go out to play when their wives are pregnant, and the tone of coaxing their wives on the phone is more intimate than anyone else."

"And so many people, we call them bosses, that it's not uncommon for them to go back with a stranger in their car."

"Chu Qi, the person you mentioned, he doesn't love enough, and he has never even learned how to love."

"The first love is an illusory image for him to prove that he has a spiritual sustenance, and those people later are just tools for him to fill the night. It's hard to say whether he has ever had feelings for anyone."

"I'm not trying to excuse him. This kind of pleasure-seeking is either because there are two money ignorant, or the self-proclaimed lack of emotion."

"I hope he doesn't meet someone he really loves."

They all changed their tone: "Either in the end, he finds someone to live a life that is neither salty nor dull. This is his luck, and he skips love and chooses family affection. There are many such examples."

"Or, he will definitely learn a lesson emotionally."

"One day, no one can fill his heart. When he really loves someone, but he can't get it. That is the real moon, not the moon in the water, but the flower in the mirror."

Chu Qi was not sure whether Yan Hui was Meng Huaiming's real Yue.

Although she likes Yanhui very much in her heart, she also knows that the real moon is not perfect.

What's more, there is still a large area of ​​secret darkness on the back of Yanhui.

"I ordered takeaway."

Chu Qi walked over and sat side by side with Yan Hui, and Yan Hui wrapped her in the quilt thrown aside.

Chu Qi glanced at the paper spread on the coffee table, and accurately read the key from a picture with a timeline, "This, is this salt smoke? Is he finally going to die?"

"I'll test you." Meng Huaiming saw that she had recovered, but her skin was still a little dull and yellow, and a series of pimples appeared on her forehead, so she took the pot beside her and poured her a cup of hot water.

Touching on Chuqi feels wonderful care.

Meng Huaiming asked: "Mengchu Seventh Primary School students please answer, state the three elements of the novel, and the six elements of the narrative."

Chu Qi rolled her eyes and thought it was something, so she came here casually: "The three elements of a novel are characters, plot, and environment. The six elements of a narrative are time, place, characters, cause, process, and result."

"Okay, not bad, I'm sorry you didn't pass the composition." Meng Huaiming smiled, and Yan Hui raised his eyebrows slightly, "What? You didn't pass the composition on the seventh day of the junior high school?"

"That was an accident, I got off topic." Chu Qi blushed suddenly: "It's impossible to pass at all, okay? What kind of topics are those, and you don't want to get in, okay?"

Meng Huaiming shrugged: "The two of you are writing at home, and I can't even lose face for you!"

"You never taught me! You might not be able to write well!"

Meng Huaiming chuckled: "Yes, yes, I don't study the Eight Classics seriously. Your brother Yan is a top student, Yan Hui. You didn't rank in the top three in composition back then, right?"

"En." Yan Hui said modestly, "Normally it's number one."

"Damn, didn't you say that writers of novels are generally not good at writing essays for exams or public relations?"

Meng Chuqi stared at the sky speechlessly.Yan Hui rubbed her hair, "No, you can learn by analogy. I'll teach you another day. It's hard to get a low score after the template comes out."

"But this 'template' is different in everyone's understanding."

Meng Huaiming printed Yanxun's copywriting into a paper version, circled the places that could be used as turning points, and fitted them into the plot axis.

"What do you think of 'templates'?"

On the seventh day of Chu, he answered first: "In fact, when we started to learn to write, we strongly advocated writing according to a template, just like the current argumentative style still has typical routines, and the composition documents also teach us how to use the format, but never I mentioned that later people copied the founder of this template.”

"Because it is already universal."

Yan Hui faced the plot axis. "Typical palace fighting, entering the palace, fighting in the harem, and surviving to the end, this is the most basic and generalized routine, because everyone is used to it, and no one will feel that the plot is similar."

"So under the elements of the plot, even if it is derived—" Meng Huaiming wrote Chu Qi's answers on a piece of paper, branching the cause through the result to the plot, time and place to the environment, and the characters independently. .

"Details, big details and small details, that's what you say now, play tricks."

"We also have a saying that 'stalkers are not afraid of getting old, as long as they play well'." Chu Qi crossed his legs, "In fact, few people would imitate the small details, except for some character settings, which are too unique to the author. It’s easy to be scolded for plagiarism.”

Meng Huaiming nodded, and circled the character with the tip of his pen, "So the character, because a part of the truth, goodness and beauty that the protagonist needs to have, is the universal standard of morality. As long as there are no small details, such as image, habits, possessions, etc., two people It's very difficult to create a person with the same details."

"Because even in real life, only genes can determine the appearance of twins. It is extremely unlikely to find someone who is exactly the same in a non-blood line and has several similar possessions."

"This is why plagiarism of characters is rare, and it will be the biggest controversy."

"But the plot is different." Yan Hui fingered the largest piece, and then followed it with a word.

"Writing habits."

"Is it the style of writing?" Chu Qi was confused, "Plagiarism of the style of writing?"

"Strictly speaking, there is no absolute plagiarism of writing style, because the writing style has not yet had a clear boundary and faction."

"Impressive reading will have a certain impact on the writer's style at that time, especially those with strong text resonance, and if the writing style of the work is special, the more prominent it is, that is, the writer who is good at writing, it will have an impact on readers' writing habits bigger."

"It's the hardest thing to decide," Meng Huaiming said.

"Then the plot... Meng Huaiming pulled out a long line and wrote the grades of "universal", "special" and "general".

"Except for the generalized plot, we have recognized it as a writing template, so it is very difficult to determine the general and special."

"Then let's assume that I need to pick up an article now...how should I do it? Yanhui, you come here."

Yan Hui shook her head: "One article is not comprehensive."

"But he must take one article as the main line." Meng Huaiming said: "Several articles at the same time will only make this article lose focus. He must first choose a framework, and then fill in other things that do not belong to him. , fictionalize an original writing situation.”

"No, no." Chu Qi interrupted them: "This is very far-fetched, such as campus essays, such as e-sports essays, or local themes. Many of these stalks can be found out, so if I want to use it If you want to cover this author with a plot, first find a similar article, list the plots, and then cover another film one by one. I believe that many of the same theme can be used for more than half."

"That's why Rongge is hard to catch."

Meng Huaiming said, "You never know whether it's tricking you or exposing you."

Yan Hui changed a piece of paper, took a pen to record Cai Meng Huaiming's request first, and then said: "So some people dare not write, because if they are not careful, they will be accused of plagiarism, and those who are really suspected, because Unable to get an absolute judgment and argue endlessly."

Chuqi slapped the table: "This is simply unsolvable!"