paper idol

After Qu Lebai went to Weibo to find someone, her fear of Weibo decreased a lot.

She has always stayed away from Weibo, and doesn't speak much except for advertisements.She always felt that there were too many ghosts and monsters above, and she would be attacked by groups if she was not careful.

Besides, even if you don't say anything, there will always be people from KY who make trouble in the comments or private messages.

She has received many comments such as "Why are you regressing" or "You are not as good as XXX". The threshold for accessing the Internet is too low, and she can't stop others from maliciously, so she has to restrain herself from reading it.

Ignoring most of the love and kindness for one or two bad reviews, perhaps many fans will be disappointed.But no one would drink porridge mixed with rat droppings.

Even more so after never writing.

Ever since she handed over the pen to Fu Qinfeng, she felt that all the compliments were for the other party, not for herself, and should not be used to comfort her heart.

Without interaction, Weibo was turned into a stand-alone version by her.Until she saw a Weibo on the homepage.

Screenwriter Mandrake: Is there anyone who can contact @一次春大神?I have important matters to discuss, but the gods don't read private messages, thank you heroes!

Qu Lebai didn't know this mandrake.But the Weibo was transferred to the homepage by friends in the circle, it can't be a bad thing, so Qu Lebai clicked on the private message.

Yiyichun: [Hello, what can I do for you? 】

Screenwriter Mandrake: [! ! ! 】

Screenwriter Mandrake: [Finally contacted the Great God! 】

Screenwriter Mandrake: [It's like this, we want to make a campus-themed micro-movie, and hope that the style will be hot-blooded, youthful, and inspirational.I have seen your work before, and I think it fits well with what we want, so I would like to ask you, is there any intention to accept such a book? 】

Yi Yichun: [What exactly do you want? 】

Screenwriter Mandrake: [We provide the outline of the story here, and you can use the plot, lines and character settings as you like.It's very similar to your personal style, which is the kind of riding a sword and leaning on a horse - but it's a modern school drama, not an ancient martial arts. 】

Mandrake listed several works, many of which were written when I was in high spirits, but there is also this one that is being serialized on the Internet.

Screenwriter Mandrake: [In short, I want a very "one-stroke spring" story! 】

Qu Lebai was helpless.

She couldn't give what the other party wanted.So he refused: [Sorry, I don't have this idea for the time being. 】

Screenwriter Mandrake: [God really don't think about it anymore?We really like your style. The director has read your new article and is full of praise, saying that he wants something like yours.You think about it again? 】

Qu Lebai was silent for a long time, and replied: 【...Then let me think about it and tell you in two days. 】

Screenwriter Mandrake: 【Looking forward to your reply! 】

Qu Lebai was not moved by the sincerity of the mandrake, but seeing that the other party mentioned the new article, it was obviously not for himself, but for Fu Qinfeng's ability, so he felt that this matter should be discussed with the children. Discuss.If Fu Qinfeng is willing, she can recommend him in the name of a stroke of spring.

In this way, both parties get what they want, and everyone is happy.

Who knew that when Fu Qinfeng was told about this, Fu Qinfeng turned around and asked her: "What is the campus like? I can't write well."

Qu Le was at a loss for words, remembering that Fu Qinfeng hadn't graduated from junior high school, it was true that he was not familiar with school life back then, and that's why he was too precocious and sensitive.

Fu Qinfeng has always said that she wants to study, maybe because of yearning.

Qu Lebai said: "It's just... just reading, chatting, and going to the bathroom together."

"The teacher used to say that high school is completely different from junior high school, and there is a lot of pressure. Can high school also pass notes in class?" Fu Qinfeng looked up at Qu Lebai, the light fell into his eyes, expecting to see everything at a glance.

Qu Lebai patted her head and said, "Do you want to go to school? Quit your job, let's find a junior high school transfer class. I'll reject this screenwriter first."

But Fu Qinfeng shook his head and said, "I'm done. After taking the high school entrance examination this year, I'll go directly to high school. At that time, the manuscript fee will also be paid, and I can support myself."

Qu Lebai nodded, and Fu Qinfeng said again: "Are you busy in high school? Can I not live in school? If I live in school, it's not convenient to write novels."

Qu Lebai was taken aback.

Fu Qinfeng asked her many times if she would continue writing.She didn't answer at that time, but she had already planned the curtain call of the pseudonym "Yiyichun" in her heart-announced the closure of the pen after a long network serialization, so that what remained in the public's impression would always be that wonderful, brilliant and talented stroke. spring.

She wants a fortune.

But hearing what Fu Qinfeng wanted, he still wanted to continue writing and earning money under this pseudonym.That's right, Fu Qinfeng doesn't have any source of income, so it's not impossible for a child who has just grown up to have another way of making a living.

What's more, Fu Qinfeng is really talented.

Qu Lebai swallowed the words back into her stomach, and just gave a vague "um", which sounded like "uh" and "no".

……

Two days later, I received another Q message from the boss.

Boss: [I read the serial you just posted, it's really well written!The editor-in-chief read the evaluation and moved up the first printing of this book, so he can start to consider the details of publication and publicity. 】

Boss: [How long is this novel expected to be?Recently, have there been any big hits in the plot?We can cooperate and release publicity when the plot explodes, which is enough to attract the attention of fans. 】

Qu Lebai looked at these two messages and was speechless for a long time.

This is a normal discussion session, but in Qu Lebai's eyes, it is like a scourge.

Because of these questions, she couldn't answer them.

She thought that she would be able to live a peaceful and peaceful life after getting rid of the name "Yi Yi Chun", but she didn't expect that there were so many follow-up matters to be dealt with.

After all, Yiyichun is not a two-dimensional virtual island. It is connected with real people and interests behind it. As long as it is active for a day, the entanglement cannot be severed.

Qu Lebai placed the big boss, and planned to reply after asking Fu Qinfeng.Unexpectedly, the boss sent a window shaking in a hurry: [I know you saw it, come back to me! 】

Qu Lebai had no choice but to answer first: [Not sure yet, it can be long or short.Does the publisher have a recommended length?Or is there a requirement for a listing date?Here we can cooperate. 】

The boss replied: [It depends on you, the schedule can be adjusted, but the content should be the main thing. 】

Qu Lebai replied: [Wait for me to sort out the outline and let you know in two days. 】

The boss sent a cute cheering emoji package, and then withdrew.

Qu Lebai felt that this sentence pattern was a bit familiar, and when he realized that he had just responded to the screenwriter's invitation in this way, he felt very dumbfounded.I haven't made a fortune in just a few days, and I can't keep up with the development of the plot.

It was evening when the boss was procrastinating, and Fu Qinfeng was on the night shift again, and hadn't returned home yet.Qu Lebai thought about discussing it after the person came back, so he put the phone aside and opened the game again.

Rou Jiang is waiting for her in the game.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. We'll start broadcasting after we've practiced the two in command. We haven't played games for two days. If we're raw, we'll be scolded if we're too good at it." Rou Jiang said.

"Have you healed from your injury? You can broadcast live now?" Qu Lebai was a little puzzled.

"It's not a serious injury, it will be fine after a while, but the gauze looks more scary." Rou Jiang said in a relaxed tone.

They were in the same city, and Qu Lebai originally thought about whether he should find time to visit the hospital, but hearing Roujiang's bright voice, he gave up the idea.

Only in front of Roujiang and the big boss, she is still closely connected with "a stroke of spring".Her mentality towards the boss is to avoid, and she can delay it for a day, but she just wants to hide it from Rou Jiang.

If only I could hide it for the rest of my life.

She didn't want Rou Jiang to know that she was no longer that person.Because she still wants to play games with Rou Jiang.

She can return everything she got from that pseudonym without nostalgia, only this touch of warmth and tacit understanding, she wants to keep.

Rou Jiang was very crazy when she played the game. Originally, she said, "Practice two games and start the broadcast", but after practicing for several hours, when Fu Qinfeng came back, the broadcast hadn't started yet.

Qu Lebai laughed at her: "What about starting the broadcast? It's all about playing games, why not just start the live broadcast? Could it be that there will be a crazy make-up time at the end of the month?"

But Rou Jiang said: "Playing games is to relax, and live broadcasting is to work. It's just that you don't want to work. Don't you have such a time?"

Qu Lebai's views on hobbies and work have undergone several changes.

At the beginning, I felt that we must not treat hobbies as work, because trivialities will kill enthusiasm.

Later, I felt that being able to turn a hobby into a job is really the most wonderful thing in the world.

It was later discovered that hobbies and work are still different.

For example, I like to write novels, but publishing is another matter.

The same is true for soft sauce.Playing games is for fun and to win; but being an anchor requires being strong and tough.

Qu Lebai understood, nodded, and said with a smile, "That's fine."

"Actually, I'm a little strange. You play games with me every day for such a long time. Then when did you write the article? Could it be that you worked hard while I was sleeping?"

When Rou Jiang said this, she said it lightly, she just said it as a joke, and she didn't take it to heart at all.Qu Lebai was suddenly awakened.

Facing micro film screenwriters and bosses, she was already overwhelmed.And how can he play "a stroke of spring" in front of Rou Jiang for a long time?

But still greedy, greedy for that bit of warmth, greedy for an electronic paradise.

Just in time to hear the sound of the door opening, it was Fu Qinfeng who came back from work.

Qu Lebai said: "You're right, I'm going offline to write articles, let's stop here today!"

"Eh? So suddenly?" Rou Jiang was a little surprised, paused for a while, and said with a smile: "Well, let's go."