Be a real Phoenix man

Deng Yujiao asked the property owner before coming here, and learned that the owner opposite was named Ye, he was not a student, and had not registered his own company unit. The neighbors who went upstairs and downstairs rarely saw him go out, so he lived in seclusion.

For such a young man in his prime, he stayed at home all day and never went out. Deng Yujiao really couldn't think of any way out for him to make a living.Maybe it's just a big boy who ran away from home and barely lived on his parents' financial support.

For such a person, the best way to thank you is to give money.Deng Yujiao deposited 10 yuan on that card as a thank you gift for peace of mind.Unexpectedly, after finally knocking on the door of the young man's house, what he saw was such a face.

She had been an agent for eight years, and when her career was improving slightly, the number of artists in her hands gradually increased, and her vision became more and more vicious.

As long as Ye Qingluan is willing, no matter how shy his character is or how he is not good at talking, she can wrap him into a shining new star.At that time, young people will have a way to make a living, and their careers will surely reach a new level.

Isn't this the best of both worlds?

It had been a long time since she had met a boy like Ye Qingluan who made her excited just because of his looks. She was seductive and stared at him with burning eyes.

The young man on the opposite side is introverted and doesn't want to go straight to the showbiz. It's okay, he can take some print commercials first.

Ye Qingluan bit his lower lip lightly, and remained silent.

Be a model?take pictures?Let him be a ten thousand year old man to do it?

How is this possible?Ye Qingluan imagined that exaggerated and terrifying scene, his back shook, and he shook his head like a rattle: "No, I can't, thank you for your kindness, but I really..." He waved his hand, He spoke in such a hurry that his cheeks flushed slightly.

A look of disappointment flashed across Deng Yujiao's eyes, but seeing Ye Qingluan's expression and posture, his eyes brightened again.

She wanted to persuade her a few more words, but she was grabbed by someone behind her. When she turned around, she saw her husband's disapproving expression.

Deng Yujiao sighed slightly, had to regain his expression, and said with a smile: "It's okay, Mr. Ye, don't worry, I won't force you, just let it go if you don't want to."

"Just, if you are interested in this in the future, or if you are nervous, please contact me. I am always waiting for Mr. Ye!"

Deng Yujiao thought about it, and sincerely put down this sentence.No one can make up his mind right away when it comes to being a star, she can wait patiently for the other party to consider.

Based on her professional intuition, even if the young man himself has no intention, but with such a good appearance here, he will never be so mediocre.She can slowly persuade young people in the future, anyway, they live in the opposite door.

Ye Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief.He pulled out a smile and said dryly, "Thank you."

In the future, he will spend more time on code words in the future, how can he become a model?I'm afraid it will disappoint people.

Ye Qingluan sighed silently, at this moment, a clear and lovely child's voice suddenly broke in: "Brother, your tail is so beautiful, it must be cool to be a model for taking pictures!"

The little boy has been sitting there obediently since he entered the door, listening to the adults talking, but now he suddenly turned his black eyes to look at him, he smiled brightly at Ye Qingluan, and stretched out his Pointing his finger behind Ye Qingluan.

Ye Qingluan's heart pounded in fright.

He hurriedly turned his head to look behind him, but saw nothing.His tail didn't "show up", it was empty.But the little boy remained motionless, precisely pointing to the hiding place of his tail.

He broke out in a cold sweat.

However, the young couple didn't seem to notice anything wrong, and instead looked at their child strangely.

"What tail? What is this kid talking nonsense?" Deng Yujiao stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the boy's eyes.

But the little boy asked innocently: "Mom, can't you see? My brother's tail is so beautiful, it twinkles like a phoenix on TV. My brother is a phoenix!"

After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands, jumped off the sofa, bouncing around behind Ye Qingluan, giggling: "Mom, look quickly! Dad, look!"

This remark made the husband and wife speechless, and the two of them looked at each other for a long time, only feeling that the child was getting more and more weird.

Wouldn't it be the sequelae of the last smoke, which made my head stupid?The couple looked at each other worriedly, stood up quickly, took the child away, and got up to say goodbye.

"Mr. Ye, this kid has read too many fairy tales. I guess I saw you bravely rushing into my house to put out a fire last time. I thought you were some kind of Vulcan. Don't mind."

While apologizing, Deng Yujiao was still thinking about the past: "What I told you just now, please think carefully about it. If you are interested, please feel free to contact me."

After finishing this sentence, he didn't want to stay too long, he pulled himself and pointed at the child behind Ye Qingluan, and went out the door.

Ye Qingluan closed the door with lingering fear, and heard the little boy say: "Mom, I didn't lie to you, I really saw my brother's tail, it's golden and shiny, it's so pretty .”

What Deng Yujiao said, Ye Qingluan didn't hear clearly, just reprimanded the child for a few words, and then fell silent.

Ye Qingluan was terrified when he heard it inside the door.He touched his back in panic, but there was still nothing.

This kid can actually see...

Probably because Dr. Jiang's helmet is not perfect, the child can actually see his own tail... It seems that he should be more careful in the future.Ye Qingluan reluctantly comforted himself.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, the gleaming tail surged out, and reappeared behind him with dots of bright golden spots.

Suddenly, it became heavy again.Ye Qingluan cushioned the heavy tail feathers, sighed softly, turned his head and went back to the bedroom.

He originally got up to code the last update, but now he was a little restless.He shook his head, throwing out all the messy thoughts about neighbors, models, and the child who can see his own tail, etc., and then buried his head in front of the computer, ignoring what was going on outside the window, and just clapping his hands in front of the computer. Dancing in front of the keyboard.

The game has been going on for half a month.Up to now, the website has attracted tens of millions of traffic through this competition, whether it is for those who participated or not, the reading volume has increased a lot compared to before.

But in the end it was the game that attracted the most attention.Up to now, there are more than 200 novels in the competition. Some works have been updated to as many as [-] words in half a month, and they have won a lot of support based on the number of words alone. Some works are not many words, but the writing is fluent , the depiction is delicate, it looks like it came from the pen of a great god, and the number of votes is quite high, and not only the number of votes is high, but also attracted many readers to speculate in the article, who is the pen and ink of the great god, this kind of guessing game is overwhelmed for a while It became popular on the website, and there are really many guesses.

There is only one long article, but no reader can guess it. Not only that, but there are also different opinions in the comment area. You say the author is A, others say the author is B, and some people say it is CDE... There is even a unified There is no opinion, so these people are arguing extremely hotly in the comment area, and even the topic of this article has risen to the first place on the website, attracting many readers from other sites to join in the fun.

Jian Shuangcheng on the other side of the screen watched all this with cold eyes.

The popularity of the article "24 Bright Moons" is getting higher and higher. This group of casual readers don't know why they like this article so much. Not only are they arguing and guessing in the comment area every day, what's even more offensive is It actually drove the number of votes for this article to rise all the way, and there was a tendency to faintly surpass myself.

Some readers even commented in the article that "24 Bright Moons" will surpass all works sooner or later and win the first place.

Some people also said that even if "24 Bright Moons" didn't get No.1, it would still be No. I got a hearty release, like watching the waves rising from the ground, destroying the duplicity of peace on the sandy beach, like a dark cloud rushing towards my face, attracting a storm and washing away all the filth and mud Have to swing wantonly.

After reading this article, I realized that its plot is far more than being bullied—revenge is so superficial.For those who bully teenagers, every evil thought accumulates deep and complex emotions.The excellence of a young man is like the bright moon hanging far away in the sky, which cannot but be admired and envied, and thus an indescribable throbbing is bred in this admiration.

The deeper the throbbing pressure was, the more it wanted to burst out clearly, and then it ran into the ugly shadow behind the bright moon.

The secret discovery that the boy is gay is to some people like the most beautiful thing being defiled, the shadow of the bright moon exposed, and the bright blue sky clouded.So all monsters, ghosts and ghosts, all ugly inner hearts are exposed very clearly under such contrast.

In the process of bullying young people, some people fill up the lack of their own hearts, just like revenge, use such bullying behavior to retaliate against the imperfections of young people, so as to get a kind of perverted pleasure and satisfaction. Unfortunately, after revenge, they feel more empty, and after satisfaction, they feel more empty. Bewilderment, in this day-to-day emptiness and confusion, went to another extreme.

Until the boy quietly resisted.It seems that the piles of burning clouds covering the sky will surely usher in the backlash of the night, and then lightning and thunder, and showers from the sky.The youth's anger was like a thorny rain, sinking into the hearts of those around him bit by bit.

Oppression and struggle, pleasure and pain are all like a game, tearing people's hearts ups and downs between entanglement and ease.

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Jian Shuangcheng's eyes flicked across these messages bit by bit, and the wrinkles between his brows gradually condensed into a ravine.

Strong tension?Sooner or later, will it surpass all works and win the first crown?Just relying on this little-known author?A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Jian Shuangcheng's mouth.He pondered for a long time, and said a few words to the readers.