The crowd is full of tentacle monsters

It was the first time in Bai Qingyi's life that he encountered a confession. However, the person who confessed to him was a man.

This made Bai Qingyi unable to feel any shyness or joy. He wanted to get angry, and wanted to point to his face and ask, "Do you think I am popular with boys? Why do you want to confess to me?"

But when I think of some gay-related reports I learned incidentally after falling into the Tanmei pit, I feel that I should be kinder.

There is nothing wrong with liking someone, and what the person you like cannot be determined by reason.He should smile gently and thank the boy for his liking, but Bai Qingyi moved his lips, unable to utter a word.His chest seemed to be packed with air, oppressing him so much that he couldn't speak.

After an embarrassing silence, Bai Qingyi left a word of "I'm sorry", turned and ran away in a hurry.

He didn't dare to look back to see the expressions of the people behind him.He knew that it was bad for him to react like this, at least he had to make it clear that I felt disgusted when you confessed to me, but he couldn't do it.

Because the difference in height and figure brought too much pressure, he had a feeling that if he dared to stand there and talk nonsense, his head would be smashed flat.

He really didn't want to be the first person in school to die because he refused a same-sex courtship!

Bai Qingyi ran back to the dormitory in a panic, rested for a few minutes, and then slowly turned his head. When he first went out, he wanted to go to the library.Why didn't he run in the direction of the library but ran back?

But now that he has come back, he doesn't want to go out again.After walking around the room several times like a headless chicken, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't decided what to write in his new article.

At this time, he had recovered from Xiaomeng's "newspaper" speculation, and it was funny when he remembered that he thought he had time-traveled before.

Bad writing is bad, don't cover it up with nonsensical excuses!Bai Qingyi patted his forehead and sat down in front of the computer again.In order to keep his mind clear, he also made a cup of black coffee.

Take a sip, the bitter taste permeates the entire mouth from the tip of the tongue.

He felt that no matter what Xiaomengbian said to him later, it would not make him more uncomfortable than this sip of bitter coffee, so he logged into the chat software and knocked on Xiaomengbian's window again.

Scholar in Tsing Yi: "Editor Xiaomeng, I want to talk to you about my newspaper stalk. Are you free?"

Cute Xiaomeng editor: "(Blow kisses) Baby wait for me for half an hour."

It's... baby...

The scholar in Tsing Yi: "Xiaomeng, can I make a request, can you not call me baby or kiss in the future? A normal address will do."

After about 3 minutes, Xiaomeng replied: "(Laughs clearly) Oh, I'm afraid your boyfriend might misunderstand, right?"

Boy friend? !What the hell is this.

Xiaomeng editor, why can't I keep up with your rhythm as long as I don't chat with you for 5 minutes?

Bai Qingyi was thinking whether it was Xiaomeng's editor who became too fast, or he didn't understand the behavior style of people in the online literature circle enough, and the headshots of the Dashentianxia group began to flash.

These copy-and-paste guys are ready to swipe the screen again.

Bai Qingyi didn't want to read the group news at first, but Xiaomeng still had more than 20 minutes to chat with him, and he didn't have any new ideas for the document, and the flashing profile picture was really annoying, Bai Qingyi finally couldn't bear it. Go ahead and open the group message to see what those self-proclaimed guys are swiping the screen to talk about.

To Bai Qingyi's surprise, not many dialogues popped up, only four.They are from Qingshan Luotuo, The Second Under Heaven, Drunk Brother, and Meng Miao.

And they didn't talk about any specific content, but everyone reported a number.

Qingshan Luotuo is 8000, the second best in the world is 7800, the drunk brother is 7000, and the cute meow is 3000.

What does this number mean?

Bai Qingyi was thinking about it, and Meng Miao sent another message: "(The blood-vomiting kitten) you group of tentacle monsters are too cruel! Don't you do other things for an hour? All of them are used to type on the keyboard?"

The green shirt is relaxed: "Yeah."

The second best in the world: "Little Miaomiao, did you even masturbate when you were spelling?"

Drunk brother: "The upstairs is really sharp."

Meng Miao: "(the angry kitten) I just went to get a glass of water!!! That's all!!!"

Meng Miao: "Da Qingshan, don't you think you're too beastly to code 8000 words per hour?"

The second best in the world: "Second! Qingshan is a tentacle monster."

The scholar in Tsing Yi: "Is the code word you... said the code word I understand? Isn't it copy-pasted or something?"

Bai Qingyi raised his heart and held his breath waiting for the answer.After more than ten seconds (probably), but Bai Qingyi felt as if an hour had passed, Mengmiao's wild laughter was transmitted across the computer screen: "Hahahahahaha Tsing Yi Scholar, your ignorance is so cute."

Drunk Brother also sent a smiling emoji.

Qingshan Luotuo was the only person in the group who had chatted with Bai Qingyi alone, and was also severely criticized. He knew what Bai Qingyi really meant by asking, so he directly sent a screenshot of the author's background , also @了白青衣: "I solemnly declare here that I am Qingshan Luotuo himself."

Looking at the backstage screenshot, Bai Qingyi's thoughts froze instantly.He looked left and right to see that there were no traces of synthesis.

Immediately afterwards, The Second Under Heaven and Drunk Brother didn't know what the reason should be, and also threw out a screenshot of the background.

Meng Miao was sluggish for a few seconds, and asked stupidly: "Everyone, why are you posting this all of a sudden?"

Qingshan Luotuo replied: "The scholar in Qingyi thinks that we all like to play Shen Jingbing as the great god."

Bai Qingyi sat in front of the computer, stunned.

Mengmiao was dull for a few seconds, sent a series of "hahaha", and then said: "How is it possible! This is the author group of the great gods. He has already joined the group, so he doesn't know?"

Bai Qingyi tapped the truth with his fingers: "I was added as someone else."

He was not qualified to enter this group, and he was not qualified to talk with the most shining gods.

Bai Qingyi felt his heart throbbing with pain, he told his favorite male TV master Qingshan Luotuo that he was a liar.I also think that the group is a group of delusional people.

He suddenly offended several of the most powerful gods in the Internet circle.

Will they take measures to block him in the future?Don't let him read their articles?

Although rationality shouted that this was impossible, Bai Qingyi still couldn't help becoming frightened.Because of regret and guilt, his eye sockets were also moist.

He posted such arrogant and rude remarks before, they won't keep him in the group anymore, right?Bai Qingyi also figured out the reason why Qingshan Luotuo invited him to join the group after he quit the group, probably just for this moment, to prove that they are not liars, and how naive and ridiculous Bai Qingyi is.

Bai Qingyi has never regretted so much as now, regretting his self-righteousness and smartness.He knew that the most important thing for him to do now was to withdraw from the group, in order to leave a good impression on the people in Dashen Tianxia, ​​but he couldn't bear to take the initiative to leave the opportunity to get in close contact with Luo Tuo in Qingshan.

So, Bai Qingyi quit the chat software, pretending that he couldn't see the news of the kicked out of the group, deceiving himself that he was still in the group.