paper idol

Roujiang Weibo's new development is a reply to a Weibo question and answer.

Q: Furnace A's birthday, is it the first time you and Beamon met?Is it possible that something happened?

A: The first time we met, I have been paying attention to him for a long time, because he is very strong.Not what you expect will happen, but maybe something else will happen.

Qu Lebai spent a dollar to read the answer, and she was vaguely sure that Roujiang was going to make a big news.

As soon as you close your eyes, it's a truth or dare scene.Rou Jiang's expression was a bit stubborn, if Beamon hadn't come out to smooth things over, she might have thrown the glass and left.

How could Rou Jiang be so sharp and so reckless?

But... I'm so envious.

I envy her that she doesn't care about the future, and I also envy her that she doesn't care about things like favors and image.

Wouldn't it be so painful if I could do it myself?Wouldn't it be better if you could break the jar of "a stroke of spring"?

But apart from "a stroke of spring", what is he?

There is no sign of next week's serialization yet, and she has not logged on to the website.I don't know the reaction to my text, nor do I replace the hole opened by the gunman.

Life is bitter, and the suffering is endless.Everything has consequences, and everyone has to suppress the present for the benefit of the future.

After tossing and turning in the middle of the night, she got up quietly, and went to the living room with the computer without disturbing Fu Qinfeng.

She browsed the document, first opened the saved manuscript, and after writing less than ten words, she wandered away.If you write badly, you can't know everything.The big brother said that she has high self-demand, which is true, but not exact.She just conceived a perfect character set for herself, trying to get into it desperately.

But if it is not suitable, it is not suitable, and there is no way to find a way to even cut your feet to fit your shoes.Until now, Qu Lebai finally understands that she is not Cinderella, but a fat sister who has finally shown her prototype.

Or choose to play games.

Not wanting to encounter hackers, she chose the US server.On the other side of the ocean, it was daytime, and the game was bustling, almost in seconds.

At this time, she realized very clearly that Roujiang was indeed a trick to her.She almost died as soon as she hit the ground, the game experience is very poor.

After dying several times in a row, Qu Lebai became more irritable, but on the other hand, the long-lost bloodiness was also aroused.

The game...why can't I win? !

Relying on attitude and proficiency can crush 80.00% of the players, so why can't I win? !

Qu Lebai's eyes were reddened, feeling depressed and hopeless in her heart, but there were only bloodshot eyes in her eyes.

At dawn, my roommate was taken aback when she left the room to wash up, and asked her, "You played all night? What happened recently? You've been staying up all night, is it okay?"

Qu Lebai waved her hands, looked at the [ranking: 1] that finally came out on the screen, showed a tired smile, and said, "Relax."

Finally won... and finally won the first place by virtue of my own strength.

The ancients used tortoise shells for divination, but Qu Lebai used the results of the game to predict good and bad, and concluded that today will be a good day.

When she returned to the room, Fu Qinfeng hadn't woken up yet.She lightly put the computer back to its original place, and then lightly went to wash her hands. She didn't notice that the girl on the bed opened her eyelids and quickly closed them again.

……

When I go to work, I always feel weak, and I feel like I'm dying to lift an arm, and I can cry when I blink.

Seeing that she was not in good spirits, her colleagues advised her to ask for leave and go home to rest.A colleague who has always been unpleasant to talk said: "What if you die at work, you are so far away from home, and no one will collect your body."

Qu Lebai ignored her.

After the meeting, the leader left her again.His voice filled the empty conference room, and he asked her: "What's on your mind recently? You seem to be sick a lot these days, and your spirit hasn't been very good. Is it because you don't have enough rest?"

Qu Lebai shook her head and said, "Probably because of the weather."

The leader paused for a moment, smiled, and said, "Well, I'll give you half a day off today, so you can go back and get a good night's sleep. Take care of all your worries, and then come to work happily. You look so good to me. All sleepy."

He seemed to feel that he had told a joke, but Qu Lebai didn't think it was funny, and quickly said, "No need..."

"That's it." The leader interrupted her and said, "Don't be busy with work, just leave the meeting minutes to Xiao Li."

The leader's attitude suddenly became tough, but when Qu Lebai tried to refute, he yawned again, and Douda's tears rolled down, so he could only shut up.

The leader didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Why are you still crying? I didn't force you..."

Qu Lebai said: "Then, thank you, I will definitely go to work tomorrow."

It could almost be counted as being driven home.

Qu Lebai tried to understand the leader's smile and intentions, but found that there were too many possibilities, so he gave up.But no matter what, I still have some thanks to him.

Back home, she was supposed to be sleeping, but Qu Lebai looked at the empty room and notebook, and walked towards the desk involuntarily.

Human beings have always been like this, the more monsters chase after them, the more they want to stop.There is no one who does not yearn for death and destruction.

Qu Lebai knew it was wrong, but she couldn't control herself.

She touched the computer cover, vaguely knowing that once it was opened, it would only make a mess of her and Yichun's life.

There was a full pause for a minute, and my mind was completely empty.Can't think of work, can't think of boss, can't think of Fu Qinfeng, can't even think of Rou Jiang.

What the body remembers is only the thrill of killing "people" in the morning and the soaring adrenaline.

She was tempted by the devil and opened the game.

The game was still overcrowded, and for a moment, Qu Lebai felt that the other players were actually electronic ghosts, without jobs, reality, or entity, and the only purpose of existence was to lure souls out of their bodies step by step.

The black eye and red bloodshot were reflected on the screen, Qu Lebai was stunned for a second, but then the bursting plasma attracted her attention, and she twitched ecstatically with the gun in her hand.

She forgot to be hungry, forgot to drink water, and only went to the toilet twice on the way.

The killing continued, but night gradually fell.

Fu Qinfeng worked late today, and it was already 10:30 after get off work.She came to Qu Lebai's rental house uninvited, and was surprised to find that Qu Lebai's eyes were almost glued to the screen.

Perhaps after playing for too long, Qu Lebai turned out to be a little grim, grinning, and muttering: "I have 98K, and I need an [-]x lens...Why can't I find a first aid kit..."

Fu Qinfeng was taken aback and called out: "Sister..."

Qu Lebai ignored her, and didn't know if she heard her.

"Sister Bai." Fu Qinfeng called out again, and at the same time reached out and patted Qu Lebai's shoulder.

Qu Lebai turned her head abruptly, as if she was startled. "Ah...it's you, Feng'er..."

In the game, Qu Lebai was attacked and died.

Fu Qinfeng hesitated and asked: "Sis, when did you start playing? Have you eaten yet?"

Qu Lebai quickly started another game, and at the same time said indifferently: "I haven't eaten, I don't want to eat."

"Shall I make you something?" Fu Qinfeng said, "What do you want to eat?"

"I don't want to eat anything—Feng Er, you review first, and I will use the computer for a while. If you want to write an essay, I will return it to you later."

"The computer is yours, I don't use it." Fu Qinfeng pursed her lips, summoned up her courage and said, "Besides, if you want to write an article, it's my sister who writes it... Sister, have you finished writing next week's serialization?"

Qu Lebai simply ignored her this time, staring at the screen without blinking.

"Three days have passed this week, and you haven't started writing yet. What will you do then, sister... How can you not write? It's almost due, do you know? How many hours have you played in a row, do you want to continue?" Are you sick? I'll cook a pot of porridge for you, can you use preserved egg and lean meat porridge? There should be preserved eggs in the refrigerator..."

Fu Qinfeng read to Qu Lebai for a while, but found that it was all in vain, so he turned around and went to the kitchen to cook porridge.

Walking to the door, Qu Lebai's voice sounded.

"Isn't there still you?"

Fu Qinfeng turned around in surprise, and saw that Qu Lebai had stopped playing the game, and was looking at him without blinking.

On the back screen, Qu Lebai's character was standing on the empty grassland, and was quickly discovered. After a few shots, he wailed and fell to the ground.But Qu Lebai turned his head and looked at her quietly, his face was pale, his eyes were red, maybe it was because he played the game for too long.

Fu Qinfeng even had the illusion that the electronic wailing actually came from Qu Lebai himself.

Qu Lebai said: "If I can't write, isn't there you? You write after reviewing every day, aren't you continuing to write for me? I read it, and it's very good."

Fu Qinfeng was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes turned red.

Her desire to create comes from Qu Lebai. She respects her and treks here from home; she only picks up a pen because she admires her.She didn't even have a complete story in her mind, only "how would Sister Bai write it".But looking at Qu Lebai's current appearance, she couldn't help doubting herself - did I do something wrong?

Is it wrong to try to fit another person's ideas?

Qu Lebai said: "Don't cry, your writing is really good, I should cry."

She didn't expect to find Fu Qinfeng's continuation on the computer, nor did she expect that the brushwork was so similar to when she was young, that it could almost be mistaken for the real.

The desire to create cannot be criticized, even the creation of similar people comes from love.

It's just that Qu Lebai can't see her former self.

It's me who should cry.

Fu Qinfeng couldn't understand the complex look on Qu Lebai's face, but felt ashamed and embarrassed.She is a young leopard cub, precariously and bravely alone.

After a while, she wiped her eyes, stomped her feet and rushed out the door.

Qu Lebai opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, so he could only continue to remain silent powerlessly.

She froze for a while, then got up and closed the door and the door of the room.

Then, restart the game.