The villain is not crazy

When Su Qingyi approached the bald girl, the bald girl was in some unspeakable predicament.

Women always have a few days a month when they are depressed due to endocrine disorders, and every author has a few days when they want to stop updating.

The bald girl happened to catch up with both of them. She was in a bad mood, and when the plot got stuck, it was more difficult to type a few words than shit, and her gay friends were killing all directions in the forum, so she was not in the mood Help her figure out the plot.

She is going crazy.

"Ah - I can't code it!!"

"Ding-dong-"

Special reminder came the news, although she banned all the groups and news, but the big brother's news reminder was always on the top.

Su Qingyi: "Are you there?"

The last message is a question mark.

She didn't explain it, and she didn't know how to explain it, so she pretended she didn't see it like an ostrich, but it's impossible to keep pretending she didn't see it.

Bald girl: I'm sorry, I just got high... QWQ

Su Qingyi looked at Wu Xiyi, he didn't know how to speak.

Su Qingyi: I have a... relative who knows that you are writing novels and is very interested. Would you like to chat with you?

The bald girl said "Ah?", she tapped the keyboard and said to herself: "What kind of relative? The relative of the boss... isn't he also the boss..."

Bald Girl: Okay, what are you talking about? O(∩_∩)O

At this time, Su Qingyi's mobile phone was still plugged into the device provided by Tumi, and the projector projected the chat content on the huge plane opposite, but for the individual communication that Wu Xiyi emphasized, both Su Yuanfu and Tumi chose to avoid it.

Although Su Qingyi wanted to, but his uniqueness made it impossible for him to avoid it, so he could only bite the bullet and be the middleman.

Su Qingyi: She also wants to write novels, and wants to ask you...about your business...Forget it, let me ask her?

Su Qingyi raised his head and looked at Wu Xiyi who kept putting forward various opinions, quite helplessly: "Why don't you say something and I'll type it?"

Bald Girl: Okay (^o^) / What's her number?Let me add her!

Su Qingyi: No need...she is right next to me now.

The bald girl didn't ask why, and said directly: It's all right (^o^) / Then she directly uses your account now, right?

Su Qingyi: Yes, she is using it.

Wu Xiyi said from the side: "There is no need to answer this sentence."

Su Qingyi: Uh... I answered this sentence, and she answered the next sentence.

Bald girl: "..."

Wu Xiyi: "..."

Su Qingyi's sequelae after recovering his memory is that his IQ fluctuates up and down, and he is in an unstable state. Occasionally, he will do some unexpected things, either unexpectedly wonderful, or unexpectedly speechless.

Wu Xiyi sighed: "Let me tell you, you can fight, okay?"

Su Qingyi made an OK gesture.

Wu Xiyi softened her tone: Hello.

It is rare for a bald girl to see such... a formal opening, and she couldn't help but feel a little cautious: Hello.

Wu Xiyi: May I get to know you?For example, how did you live after you started writing novels?I want to refer to it.

Bald girl: Uh... yes, it's just my personal experience... I mean, mine is an example after all, it may not apply to you, and I can't represent anything personally, I'm afraid it will disturb you... But you really want to know If so, I can say it too.

Wu Xiyi: Thank you, I understand what you mean, but there is no such person around me, and I just want to make a reference.

Bald Girl: So... well, what do you want to know?

Bald girls rarely tell people about themselves.

She is not a person who wants to yell at the whole world to hear about something, not to mention that since she stayed at home and wrote essays, she has little contact with the outside world, and all her thoughts are put in her own novels.

And since she graduated from university, she moved out to live alone, and her family didn't know much about it.As for those gay friends who are also authors, they all retain the benchmark of online friends, that is, no one will ask more about the three-dimensional life or understand her life in depth. Three-dimensional and Two-dimensional are divided into a solid line. The barriers will not be broken easily.

After all, no one knows when the ID under a certain account will never light up again.

It was the first time she had opened her mouth to talk about herself—but there was nothing to hide.

The life of an ordinary girl was told slowly, and under Wu Xiyi's superb standard of routine, there was almost no remnant left.

In Wu Xiyi's eyes, the female author of the ID bald girl is just a child who has not been involved in the matter deeply. She has superficial social communication skills and simple and simple concepts. It can be said that it is so simple that it makes her feel complicated.

Such a girl.

But it is the god who constructs her everything.

Some people say that the characters written by the author are the upper limit of the author's own IQ, that is, a person with an IQ of less than [-] cannot write a character with an IQ of [-], which is too one-sided.

The birth benchmark of each character is derived from the core setting. If the character’s IQ is set to be 80.00, then the matching score and background will be there, and the author does not need to write the specific content of those exams. The words "It is difficult for ordinary people, but it is very simple for him." can sum up [-]%.

The role setting that is really limited by the author itself should have nothing to do with IQ, but has a little connection with EQ, that is, emotional intelligence.

After all, about 70.00% of a book is dialogue content, depending on the level of emotional intelligence, it depends on the dialogue design, but this is only a small part of the limitation, which can be made up for through years of writing experience and some small skills.

So the author himself really has nothing to do with the characters.

It is also because of this that Wu Xiyi, a strong woman set by the female president of a listed company, can almost be regarded as a comprehensive suppression in the face of a female author with almost no social experience.

Even if she herself was written by this author.

And in the process, the bald girl didn't have even a little sense of familiarity and an intuition that the other side might be the protagonist of her work.

She completely believed that the guy on the opposite side who kept asking questions was a relative of the boss, and suddenly wanted to join her line of business, so she asked her for advice and used her as a reference.

Although the tone of the conversation did not make her feel so comfortable, she felt a certain kind of toughness——but the relatives of the big boss, aren't they also big bosses, and toughness is what it should be.

And at the end of the conversation, she also felt that the big brother's relative who wanted to take this step was much kinder to her, and she was very happy about it.

Wu Xiyi was really worried about the girl's physical condition later on.

Wu Xiyi: You can prepare time in advance to prepare for the update of the day. It doesn’t have to be delayed until the end. Staying up late every day is not good for your health.

Bald girl: But only in the middle of the night can I get inspiration QWQ

Wu Xiyi: The body will wear down later.

Bald girl: ... well, I won't be here today QWQ

Wu Xiyi picked up the phone and transferred a sum of money to Su Qingyi's account.

Just as Su Qingyi was about to ask, she heard her say: "Buy some supplements for the little girl, at a young age..."

Su Qingyi: "..."

He was quite dumbfounded, and removed two zeros from the end of the string of numbers, and then passed them to the bald girl.

Wu Xiyi: Take it to buy some supplements, young...

Bald girl: ...QWQ

After babbling so many unnutritious words, Wu Xiyi finally got to the point, she slowly said: "Tell her, I also read her latest book, you ask her, that book... no, that character , Has she ever thought about... Forget it, let's not talk about this first."

Su Qingyi was a little dazed by these thoughtless words.

At this moment, Wu Xiyi didn't make a decision herself, she shook her head: "Now is not the time to talk about this, I'm still a little too anxious. In fact, there is no need... Take your time, get acquainted with her first, so that you won't appear unexpected."

She picked up the tea that Su Qingyi made for her earlier, it was already cold at this time, but she still swallowed it down: "You tell her that I am very grateful to her, I have to think about it, if there is any problem later, I will come again Look for her... I'll give you my account number when the time comes, and you can use that account to add her, it's impossible to use your account for everything, it would seem weird." The last sentence was addressed to Su Qingyi.

"Okay." After Su Qingyi finished typing this line, he was still a little puzzled: "You just want to talk to her about this..." He paused: "I thought..."

"Of course not." Wu Xiyi smiled: "But what else can I say, are you like you, saying that you are a character in her novel from the beginning? She will believe it, and since it is useless, then Why do you say... I just want to know her as a person, which makes me feel more real, not someone who made me a joke."

The cold tea was really difficult to get into her throat, she drank half of it and put it back on the table: "And everyone is wary of strangers, after she gets to know me better, I will be able to use other ways to achieve my goals... "When she said this, she looked at Su Qingyi with a smile that was not a smile: "Everyone is like you, it's so tasteless to just throw money at you?"

Su Qingyi: "..." Okay, why are you attacking personally?

Wu Xiyi pointed to the cup: "It's all cold."

Su Qingyi had a good temper and prepared to make another cup for her, when Wu Xiyi said: "I can only stay here for a day at most, and there are still a lot of things waiting for me to do later, it's different from you hands-off shopkeepers, if... When I was gone, the power of the plot reappeared, and when I lost these memories, I hope you can wake me up again."

Su Qingyi brought the tea in front of her: "No problem."

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Tumi leaned against the window, lit a cigarette, and looked at Su Qingyi who came over: "Are you finished talking?"

Su Qingyi nodded.

"How about it?"

Su Qingyi sighed: "She is very sober."

Tumi nodded: "She is different from Su Yuanfu, there is one more thing, you have to be ready."

"what?"

Tumi exhaled a puff of smoke, and with the sound of the pattering rain outside the window, said softly: "It's impossible for it to be silent."