paper idol

There are several windows open on the computer.

Documents, live broadcast rooms, game platforms, YY, Q.

One of them was trying to struggle, and the other four were waiting for someone, waiting for Roujiang.

However, Roujiang has never been online since it was broadcast, and more than 20 hours have passed.Qu Lebai was in a hurry, but the fans seemed to be very adaptable. They opened Weibo and commented that the years are quiet and good, and no one urged the broadcast to start.

She is in a hurry, what are you in a hurry for?She didn't understand it herself, but seeing Rou Jiang's figure and hearing her voice made her calm down a lot.Maybe Rou Jiang has a medicinal fragrance on her body.

Since there is no result in waiting for a rabbit, I can only busy myself with my own affairs first.

The boss commented first, so Qu Lebai carefully read Fu Qinfeng's continuation.

It has to be said that Fu Qinfeng really looks like her former self.The style of writing fits very well, even the use of conjunctions is exactly the same, as if talking to my young self.

Kequ Lebai is old, and he may miss it, but more feelings are absurd.

Some things, she really forgot.

Qu Lebai sighed, and went to look at her own documents.If you want to change it, you don't know where to start, all your eyes are full of imitations of Fu Qinfeng's article.As soon as you touch the keyboard, you will unconsciously press the delete key.

What kind of spring is what readers want to see?Always leaning on the sword and leaning on the horse, youthful spirit?

But the most "extraordinary" thing I have ever done is to go against my family's wishes and break off diplomatic relations so far.Qu Lebai thought, she is just an ordinary person, she can't do heroic things, she can't even save herself.

As she typed, every word was subconsciously imitating Fu Qinfeng - she thought that Fu Qinfeng was an imitation, so she herself was imitating an imitation, which was inferior.So every knock fell on my heart, dull and difficult.

She stopped again, thinking: This is not how I want to appear.

People are complicated, and there are thousands of prefixes that can be added to the same thing. "What I am" "What I wish to be" "What I think I look like" "What other people want me to be" "What other people think I look like"... are all different things.

Qu Lebai is an ordinary person who hopes that she is a popular writer and feels that she looks like a failure in life; the audience hopes that she is a former talent and thinks that she is a past writer who has exhausted her talents.

You see, there are so many nouns, but none of them are the same.

Qu Lebai thought, after figuring this out, how would he write?

If you want to become a beloved writer, should you insist on yourself, or should you meet the expectations of the audience?

Some people hide the first three, and only try to fit the last two - this is the fan culture under the business model, and no one cares what the body looks like.The so-called off-fans are nothing more than being found out to sell dog meat.

Qu Lebai is not lofty, nor does he want to be so.But she's a writer and she can't do it.

The so-called writer, isn't it that I write my heart by hand?Thoughts are engraved in every word, every punctuation, every paragraph, and cannot be forged.A writer should be true to himself.

But the real self is just an ordinary person, a failure in life.

Qu Lebai sighed at the document, she didn't want to imitate Fu Qinfeng, it was more difficult than pretending to be herself.

There was a series of footsteps outside the door, and the door of the ward was pushed open again.

The leader and a few good colleagues appeared at the door, with more or less fruits in their hands, probably to visit the sick.

The colleague with the best relationship rushed over, hugged Qu Lebai and cried bitterly, saying: "Lele, you are so tired that you have sunstroke! You have worked hard!"

When he let go of the hug, he accidentally glanced at the computer screen and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Qu Lebai quickly closed the file and said, "Play a game."

The leader smiled and said kindly: "Xiao Qu, are you in poor health? You have been sick for a while, so you should pay attention to heatstroke prevention."

Qu Lebai said: "Thank you for your concern...I will take a good rest and strive to return to work as soon as possible."

The leader waved his hand, interrupted her and said, "Sickness is a natural phenomenon. Of course, I will not force you to return to work. You must take good care of your body and report any problems in time, so that the unit can make flexible arrangements, and it will not be a crisis. Something went wrong and I was in a hurry."

Qu Lebai was taken aback for a moment, vaguely feeling that he had missed some plot.

Colleagues made funny faces at Qu Lebai, so Qu Lebai had no choice but to agree to the leadership first.

After exchanging pleasantries, the leader and colleagues left the fruit and a sentence of "take good care of your illness" and left the ward.

As soon as the person left, Qu Lebai sent a WeChat message to her colleague, asking her: [What's wrong?Did something go wrong in the unit? 】

Colleague replied: [It's nothing, but yesterday afternoon I asked you to show it, but you passed out due to heatstroke, and the leader assigned the work to Xiaoli.Xiaoli made a mistake in her busy schedule, and was scolded by the big leader, and then went to the leader to make a fuss, saying that there was an uneven division of labor. 】

Qu Lebai was taken aback for a moment, thinking that his performance this week had indeed dragged down many colleagues and was quite irresponsible.

The colleague comforted her again: [But what happened to your heat stroke, who doesn't know?Xiaoli stood up and down again, was taught a lesson by the leader, and now she is upset.For the sake of a bowl of water, the leader will teach you a lesson.But the tone is quite gentle, so don't take it to heart, just be careful when you get back from illness, and just don't provoke Xiaoli. 】

Qu Lebai looked at these words and felt a little guilty, feeling that he was indeed at fault.

Two-dimensional things are not handled well, and there are also problems with the three-dimensional one.I am really... useless.

After gossiping with my colleagues for a while, I quit WeChat and turned to Weibo habitually.

There is nothing new under the sun, but there is never a shortage of new things on Weibo.After refreshing, the update of Roujiang popped up.

【Rouroujiang: Wow, I'm so tired today...】

Comments grow quickly, and there is little nutrition beyond the first popular comment.

And the popular comment reads like this: [Bimeng: Thank you sister Rourou (smiling) (compassion) (flowers)]

People with good things gathered together to gossip, and Qu Lebai also wanted to get involved, but considering the V on his Weibo account, he held back.

Image, she always cares about image and always dare not really express herself.

After this one, Rou Jiang remained silent.Qu Lebai wanted to harass Rou Jiang, but she didn't know how to start.Fortunately, Rou Jiang took the initiative and quickly sent a Q message.

【I'm finally done...】

【What are you busy with? 】 Qule returns in vain.

After waiting for a while, Rou Jiang directly sent a voice over.Now at five or six in the afternoon, the lingering power of the scorching sun is still there, Qu Lebai is lying unconscious in the ward, already feeling the heat and exhaustion from Rou Jiang's tone.

"Actually, it was just a small problem with the venue. I communicated with the property manager face-to-face, and it was settled immediately. But then I received a call from Beamon, asking me to complain..."

"Beamon, do you know? He is an outstanding player in the past one or two years. I have been looking at him for a long time, and I have long wanted to recruit him. He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. He has relationship problems and needs to be consulted. Of course I want to help... ..."

"He took me to the bar to chat, and we chatted for several hours. It's just that the girl I have a crush on doesn't like him, and the rival is a scumbag, and the girl keeps hanging on to him if she wants to find a spare tire... I actually I think the plot is quite clear, but the authorities are obsessed and he can't get out, so I can only try to enlighten him."

Rou Jiang rambled on many details, and finally added a sentence: "I just told you." The meaning behind the words was very clear.

The club formation plan, which is still in the confidential stage, also told himself, this is probably trust.Qu Lebai quickly replied: [Of course I won't say anything. 】

"I think that girl is quite green, but I can quite understand... Do you think I am also green?" Rou Jiang asked again: "But many black fans call me a whore, they like to see this side .”

With that said, Rou Jiang sent a photo.This photo has definitely been retouched, Qu Lebai doesn't know where it was retouched, but there is indeed a "bitch" in his face.

Rou Jiang made another sweet voice, acting too coquettishly, Rao is Qu Lebai. The fan filter is so heavy, it also has goosebumps all over the body.

"You're not a bitch, all black people are like this, if you don't like it, just spray it, it's very annoying." Qu Lebai said.

Unexpectedly, Roujiang laughed "Puffy" and said: "I'm not a bitch? While playing the intimate big sister with Beamon, I am complaining to you here... This is because we are familiar with each other, so you don't think so. But This era is very strange. Many people like to watch whores, but they want to pretend to be righteous and awe-inspiring to scold me. Black fans are also fans. They just like me so much that they are banned by me. , but affectionate."

Rou Jiang said a long paragraph, her tone was quite indifferent.Qu Lebai heard it in his ears, and felt that it made sense.

What black fans expect to see is nothing more than some unbearable behavior.And what they saw was indeed these "black dots".The black spot will not disappear, no matter how the so-called "righteous master" washes and makes it better, the black powder will always stare at the stain.To some extent, it is a good way to solidify powder.

However, I still feel something is wrong.

What is soft sauce like?What do you want to be?What do you think you are?

Qu Lebai has always felt that Roujiang has a deep personality, maybe it is here.She couldn't answer these three questions, and she didn't even know if Rou Jiang could answer them herself.

When Qu Lebai was in a daze, Rou Jiang sighed again, and said, "Oh, life is really hard. Not only do you have to clean up your own mess, but you also have to take care of other people's lives. It's really hard to pull another person forward. It's not easy, but I can't let go of it rashly after taking over. I guess I have to chat with Beamon many times."

It is indeed difficult to carry forward with a heavy load, Qu Lebai suddenly thought of Fu Qinfeng.The child has no relatives, and almost entrusts all the weight of his life to himself, but he can't afford it at all, and just wants to escape.

Thinking about it again, I thought of myself again.She originally wanted to reveal all her troubles, but once she did so, she unilaterally entrusted her weight to Rou Jiang—Ru Jiang would not let her go, but she would sigh in her heart, just like talking about it at this moment Same as Beamon.

It's tiring dragging another person along.

"By the way, have you finished your essay? You promised to show it to me first, so you can't break your promise."

But at this time, Rou Jiang asked this question.