The correct way to open third-rate web writers

"Xia Shang, I'm sorry, because the company went bankrupt, I sold you to Hu Zhongyue." The editor-in-chief of Yimei Magazine, oh no, this magazine no longer exists. As early as three months ago, Yimei was forced to Close the door, whoever makes paper magazines goes bankrupt these days.

Come on, let's continue. Song Ke'er, editor-in-chief of Yimei Magazine, changed his name after his debut. His original name was Song Dabao.Since running this small third-rate workshop, she has brought this coquettish spirit out of the country, talking like a chicken, walking like a cat, and she is a sissy all over.

In order to repay the debt, Xia Shang was sold to Hu Zhongyue, the editor-in-chief of ALIN a month ago, and now it is a certainty.

Xia Shang, male, 23 years old, a poor and poor young writer, a year ago, graduated from the [-]th-tier university, and was impressed by Song Keer's "heroic demeanor" and "evil spirit". At that time, he saw Song Ke'er, it's like the pheasant finally saw the real phoenix, and the earth dog worshiped like the poodle in the young woman's hand. He secretly made up his mind that there must be a future in the life of this kind of person.

To say that you are naive is not the wrong word, college students are just like a picture. "If someone sells them, they will give them back their money." Xia Shang simply existed for this sentence.

When he finally left, Song Ke'er didn't even get paid this month's salary, so he searched all over his body and gave him 20 yuan for a taxi.

In the evening, Xia Shang dragged two suitcases and found Hu Zhongyue's home according to the address on his phone.

The moment he opened the door, Xia Shang thought he saw some model on the show. Not to mention that Hu Zhongyue was much taller than himself, his entire figure was twice his size. In front of him, Xia Shang felt that he was just a little girl. Chicken cub, he can break his own bones with a light pinch.

"Xia Shang, right?"

ahem-

From Hu Zhongyue's Adam's apple came two crisp subwoofer sounds.Xia Shang, who has no immunity to subwoofers, coughed almost to the ground when he heard it. Xia Shang gasped and stabilized his steps.

"Song Ke'er sold you to me, and you will be mine from now on." Hu Zhongyue pushed his luggage into the living room, saying it was the living room, but it might as well be called the office.

He was obviously domineering, but Xia Shang's heart was overwhelmed. His eyes were full of love, his eyelashes blinked enough to kill mosquitoes, and he smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. Song Ke'er really meant it.

It's selling well, being able to live in the same room with a best in the world like Hu Zhongyue, it doesn't cost a penny!

Xia Shang pouted like a chicken pecking rice and said, "Well, okay, from now on you tell me to go east and I will go east, and if you tell me to go west I will go west."

He tugged at the corner of Hu Zhongyue's clothes, dangling it like a shy little daughter-in-law.

You are really good at climbing up the ladder. Why did you go astray when you agreed to a good relationship with colleagues?Hu Zhongyue took three steps back: "Don't worry, I won't let you go up the mountain of swords or into the sea of ​​fire."

This is only Chapter 1, is it necessary to do something?Come on, come on, if there's anything wrong, let's continue talking.

Don't talk nonsense about the six words "Go up the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of ​​fire", especially in front of a little coquette like Xia Shang.

Xia Shangchun's heart fluttered, and his heart felt itchy. He bit his lower lip and pulled Hu Zhongyue's broad and slender fingers. The fingers of both hands blended together, panting: "You let me go, I will go."

I don't understand, why is Xia Shang panting for breath?Innocent and pure face——

"Can you be more normal." Hu Zhongyue pulled away his two interlocking hands, with a look of disgust, and really doubted whether he bought an editor.

Xia Shang pouted his lips in displeasure: "Well~ don't you like him? You don't like him, why did you buy him back?" That coquettish energy!It really makes a straight man kneel down and sing conquest for you immediately.

Hu Zhongyue fled in despair. He seriously suspected that either he bought the wrong person, or Song Keer sent the wrong product.

He hid in the bedroom and locked the door, because he was afraid that in the next second, Xia Shang would rush in and strip him of his clothes. Although he was small and thin, he looked very dexterous, and he might not be able to fight him.

In desperation, he called Song Keer and asked for a return: "Sister Keer, is this Xia Shang not good?" Song Keer asked everyone to call him "Sister".

"What's the matter? Are you not satisfied?" Song Ke'er wondered, what?Did it on the first day?

Oh, of course it's not about that, it means fighting. As for where the fighting happened, I can't say clearly, I'm ashamed.

It’s not that Hu Zhongyue is dissatisfied with Xia Shang. Before he bought it, he also knew about Xia Shang. He has read his articles. Although his writing style is average, he has a big brain. He can write fashion magazines with a sense of fantasy and realism. The article is like a skewer, easy and enjoyable.

"Is he that particularly strong!" Hu Zhongyue was referring to the coquettish energy that Xia Shang showed after entering the door.

Song Ke'er became more and more confused the more she listened, and all kinds of picturesque things had already started to appear in her mind.With Hu Zhongyue's description getting darker and darker, he finally figured out what was going on, and quickly explained to him: Xia Shang will become a little coquettish girl whenever he is hungry.

I have a heaven in me, and a god in me.

There is also this party, sorry for the BUG, ​​I will fix it immediately.

Hu Zhongyue rushed into the kitchen, brewed a bowl of noodles and brought it in front of Xia Shang. Seeing Xia Shang eat with tears in his eyes, he returned to his true colors.

But he actually forgot what he said just now, which made Hu Zhongyue a little disappointed, and he wanted to make fun of his new colleagues.

Keke, who knows if you, Hu Zhongyue, are disappointed or miss you?

"You will sleep in this room from now on." Hu Zhongyue pulled the suitcase and showed Xia Shang around his home. It may be that the image of Xiao Sao Niang was still lingering just now, and he always felt that Xia Shang should not be able to carry it. suitcase.

Yes, you read that right, this is a place where the family and the company are integrated. Hu Zhongyue and Xia Shang will work and live together in the future, and there will be only two people in the whole company. There is no reason.

On the whole, it is a clean and tidy place. It can be seen that the owner has taken good care of it. Xia Shang, a weakling, quickly adapted to the new environment. After packing up his clothes, he walked to the living room, which is the office, shirtless.

On a midsummer night, a shirtless man is definitely not a man.

There are two large and wide tables spliced ​​together near the window. Hu Zhongyue is sitting on a boss chair, drinking coffee and looking at the computer.

"Yo, what are you up to so late?" Xia Shang leaned his body in front of the computer, and Hu Zhongyue's bare arms appeared in front of Hu Zhongyue's eyes.

It's true that he doesn't regard himself as an outsider, and he doesn't avoid suspicion, but his upper body is slender, so he doesn't look good.

After watching the computer, Xia Shang drank the coffee on Hu Zhongyue's table without any hassle, touched his shriveled belly, guessing that he was not full just now, and said to himself: "I'm hungry, let's order a takeaway!"

Half an hour later, the delivery boy brought two big boxes of barbecue: grilled chicken tenderloin, grilled chicken gizzards, grilled chicken legs, grilled leeks, grilled eggplant, grilled chicken wings, grilled potatoes, grilled corn, and grilled saury, delicious and juicy, fragrant and tender. Fresh, chime fragrant and attractive.

Xia Shang put the barbecue on the desk, sat unscrupulously opposite Hu Zhongyue, and even invited him to eat together.

That sitting position is so simple!He put his feet on the table, his whole body was on all fours, slumped on the chair, stretched out his two zombie arms, and stuffed the food into his mouth one by one.

"Eat it, why don't you eat it?" Xia Shang's mouth was full of chicken legs, he was slurring his speech, his feet seemed to be a little itchy while eating, and he grabbed the barbecue with his hand. Scratched.

Hu Zhongyue's expression is a capitalized black question mark face: Fuck me!What is this my house doing?Also, it's too unhygienic, isn't it still edible?

He still had the desire to eat, after all, the spicy aroma would increase his saliva, but Xia Shang's big toe all overwhelmed it, and the numbing air seemed to be mixed with the rancid smell of stinky feet.

Hu Zhongyue swallowed, held his breath, his face twisted into a ball, quietly watching Xia Shang's performance, he successfully created a dick.si image.

The picture is so beautiful that people can't look directly at it, and Hu Zhongyue will complain after holding back for a long time, after all, everyone is made of flesh.

"What food to buy in the future, you have to discuss it with me."

Xia Shang's eyes were wide open, his hands were covered with red oil around his mouth, and a few green leaves were stuffed between his teeth, he stretched his long neck and sat up from the chair, puzzled: "Is there still a need to discuss? "

"This is my home!" Hu Zhongyue was a little bit defending his sovereignty.

But the little author said, why don't you just eat a barbecue, you Hu Zhongyue is too petty, you must be greedy.

"I know." Xia Shang got up and took out a piece of paper to wipe his mouth, huffed and pulled it into a wrinkled ball, threw it on the table, and left, not taking it seriously at all.

That is, you bought me here, I don't have any space for myself yet?

Hu Zhongyue is a Virgo, his brain hurts, and he shouted: "Hey, can you throw the used napkins into the trash can.

"Oh, the trash can is right under your feet, you'll die if you throw it away!" Xia Shang's impatient voice came from the bathroom.

Hu Zhongyue died.

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