Be a real Phoenix man

"A question, have you ever met someone with a particularly nice voice? Will your heart beat faster and become addicted to it just because you hear his voice?"

Ye Qingluan looked at the line he had typed out in shame, deleted it all at once, and then typed it back quickly. After tossing for a long time, he finally sent it out hesitantly.

It's too uncomfortable to hold back in my heart, anyway, the readers who are separated by a dimension don't know him, so it's okay to confide a few words in the author's message area... Maybe.

Ye Qingluan stared at the rotating loading symbol on the webpage, and after a while, the latest chapter was posted.

He let out a breath and set his sights on the comment section.

Speaking of which, the response to this new article was actually very good.Although there are many more people who come to scold and ridicule him than before, these people scold and fight with readers who love him every day, making the comment area smoky and attracting ridicule from a group of people.

But also because of this, his new articles have gradually gained some popularity. From the beginning to now, he has published five chapters, and the number of hits and comments has not decreased.

Ye Qingluan refreshed the page, and saw two bad comments as expected:

"It's such a vulgar plot, but a certain giant thinks his writing is good, and he keeps emphasizing how flamboyant the protagonist is. Fuck, I really don't know why I want to chase this kind of writing, wasting time, and giving up !"

"Well, judging from the subsequent development, Shouhui kept doing things, Gong kept misunderstanding him, the two started to fall in love and kill each other, and then one day Gong suddenly discovered that Shou was strong (vomit), cute (vomit) ), innocent (vomiting), and found that I had misunderstood Shou before, and then started the chasing and loyal dog attack mode, and then happily ending with nothing new, the full text ends. Everyone should leave, Qingluan Juju is also at this level Well, it’s better to read my new article after watching this ten-year-old routine, the address is as follows: XXXXX, come and join me~”

Ye Qingluan curled his fingers on the mouse wheel slightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes.

The Xiaoyan he wrote is...disgusting?Also, even if he doesn't want to admit it, the plot of his later article is somewhat similar to what this person said—Gong really misunderstood Shou at the beginning, but after a tortuous investigation, he found out that Shou was framed...

This kind of plot is really old-fashioned.

Ye Qingluan suddenly felt a sense of exhaustion in his heart, as if no matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get approval.

If it had been before, he would have been so ashamed because of these two heart-pounding bad comments, and then frantically revised the outline of the article, thinking over and over again the words and sentences of the latest chapter, until he thought he couldn't find any mistakes Come.

He has been scolded and scared.

But now, for some reason, Ye Qingluan didn't have any energy to revise the already formed outline—maybe it has something to do with the tail that fell from the sky.

In the past few days, he has been tossed by this tail so that his mood has been ups and downs, his nerves are tense, and he seems to be facing a big enemy all the time, and he really can't tell the extra energy.The recent inexplicable lethargy also left him no time to think about those messy things.

He could only rely on his own heart to insist on writing.He was afraid that if he hesitated for a moment, he would be unable to take a step forward due to the double pressure of body and spirit.

Ye Qingluan stared at the computer screen wearily, and refreshed the next page.Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Feng Ruo Wo Hua's comment appeared: "A common story is told in a different way, and the effect is completely different. Qingluan's writing is very delicate, and he can write things that others can't perceive. I believe this article also It will be so. Come on!"

Is the phoenix entering my arms encouraging him... Ye Qingluan suddenly felt a warm current in his heart, and the tiredness between his brows showed a hint of joy because of this short comment.

Inadvertently, another comment about the phoenix in my arms came into view.The time interval between this one and the previous one is 10 minutes, which is a bit strange.

"Qingluan... did he meet someone?"

This nonsensical sentence is placed here, which makes people feel incomprehensible, but Ye Qingluan suddenly understands it.Almost instantly, he recalled the man's irresistible voice.

He still remembers every word he said to him.The mellow voice contained in those words made him dizzy even more.

For the first time, Ye Qingluan couldn't help but want to reply to this comment.He touched the upper keyboard with his fingers, and quickly typed a sentence: "Well, a person with a particularly charming voice."

Ye Qingluan stared at the words he sent out, smirked and frowned in distress, turned off the computer after a while, and fell into a deep sleep.

However, at this time, "Phoenix into My Arms" in Yujing City, which is far away in the other direction of the city, is not sleepy.The man was staring at the words "author's reply" on the screen.

This was the first time Qingluan replied to his message, but it was also the one that made him restless the most.

"Well, a person with a particularly charming voice."

The man's eyes kept sliding over the words "charming voice".There are also "heart beating faster" and "addicted to it"...

Qingluan, does he have someone he likes?

The man's face became very ugly.He dug out the phone's photo album, found a photo from it, and clicked on it.

It was a remake of a photo, and the photo was a one-inch photo.Against the sky blue background, the boy in a white shirt is exactly the ID photo of Ye Qingluan when he signed with Ruohuixue.com.

The reproduced photo is obviously not as clear as the original photo, and the white lights are still reflected in the corners.But the man didn't care at all. He zoomed in on the photo and looked intently at the smiling face of the teenager in the photo.

Such a boy, a boy who writes at his desk all day, who will he come into contact with, and "heartbeat" and "addicted to" that person? !

The man couldn't help feeling a dull irritability gushing out of his chest, which made him inexplicably unhappy.

He can now be sure that Qingluan really likes men.He wrote "he" instead of "she" in the author's message.

But... who is that person?

The man frowned, once again loathing the distance of a screen.He is so close to him, so close that he knows that Qingluan must need his own encouragement and support; but he is so far away from him, so far away that these few words are not enough for him to see the whole picture of Qingluan's life.

The reply read: "A man with a particularly charming voice."

Charming voice?Just like Mo Yu in the text, like the many protagonist Gong that Qingluan has written before?

The man has read all of Ye Qingluan's articles, and knows Ye Qingluan's preference that is rarely noticed by others - he likes to give the Gong he writes a deep and sexy voice, no matter whether the Gong is handsome and gentle, or cold and reticent, As long as you open your mouth, you can make the hearts of those in the text palpitate endlessly.

Although Ye Qingluan always likes to write like this intentionally or unintentionally, he doesn't pay much attention to this characteristic, and he may not even realize his preference.

But today, is there a real person that makes Qingluan "obsessed"?

The man can even imagine that Qingluan might be like the protagonist Shou in his novel, with an infatuated look in his eyes.

A trace of uncontrollable jealousy flashed across his expression.He squinted his eyes, and stroked Ye Qingluan's smooth face on the screen inch by inch with his fingers.

"Qingluan, there are many people with charming voices in this world." His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the words he read softly were like freshly opened wine, filled with the intoxicating taste.

The clock on the wall "clicked" and pointed to the direction of 3:[-]. The man sat up from the sofa chair, but instead of taking a shower, he turned on the computer and tapped on the keyboard.

Ye Qingluan was woken up by a loud "didi" sound on the second day - it was actually the third day.After the tail grew back, he became lethargic again, sleeping for a full thirty hours.

Ye Qingluan turned over and looked at the time on the phone in disbelief.He sat up dizzily, stared blankly at the lazy and gorgeous tail on the bed for a while, and then searched for the source of the "didi" sound with blank eyes.

It turned out to be an on-site text message sent to him by the editor.In my impression, since the plagiarism incident two years ago, his editor left, and he never received any information from the website.

He used to feel guilty about leaving his editor because he was "exposed of plagiarism", so he never expected a new editor to accept him.

But now, he actually saw more than 20 web shorts in a row in the author's background on his mobile phone!And seeing that he didn't check it, the site briefs were still being sent one by one, making the sound of urging "didi".

Ye Qingluan opened an envelope in a little surprise. The dizziness he just woke up made him poke for a long time before he poked open the envelope-shaped sign.

"Luan Da, there is an important notice: Hualin Literature Publishing House invites you to participate in the first physical network literature exchange conference. Participating will definitely benefit your future writing career, so please be sure to participate. Please reply if you receive it!"

Ye Qingluan randomly picked a few other website messages and opened them one by one, and all he saw were the same content.

Literature exchange meeting?Does it mean to show up like an author conference?

Ye Qingluan frowned.He didn't understand why the new editor suddenly asked him to attend this exchange meeting.The website knows that he is a man, and the new editor should know it too. Therefore, they know that he never participates in any author conferences in order to conceal his gender.

Ye Qingluan didn't think much about it, so he replied after this post: "Sorry, I can't participate. Choose someone else."