Everything is good except for the acting

Zhou Zhi, who was petting the dog and sleeping at home, knew nothing about the turbulent wind outside.

I went to bed at four o'clock in the morning, and slept until four o'clock in the afternoon, and was woken up by the express delivery occasionally. I confusedly added water and dog food to clean the toilet, and then lay down again.When I woke up and looked at my phone, I found out that the disturbances involving my girlfriend had become history.

This is the age of the Internet. In the past, things were changing with each passing day, but now, measured by time slots, every hour is lively.Like Fang Jiang, who often stays on the homepage of Weibo, regardless of reputation or reputation, big things can be searched, and those who have enough hot spots without too much investment are the real traffic.As for how long it can last, each depends on the destiny, which is beyond human control.

If you want to say that Fang Jiang works harder, is more beautiful than Fang Jiang, and has a lot of people with background like Fang Jiang, why can’t she stand out like her? In Fang Jiang’s own words: it’s up to people to plan things, and heaven to make things happen. There are no certainties in the world.All she can do is to do her part well, believing that hard work will eventually pay off.

What is the return?

The greatest reward is to die without regret.

Fang Jiang said these words not to be humble, but to comfort himself.

Zhou Zhi knew that Fang Jiang was worried about her.If possible, the big star will try every means to help her, this is her blessing.

There is no reason for people who care about themselves wholeheartedly to be depressed and entangled.

The entanglement is because of worrying about gain and loss, wanting too much.And she's got a lot.

After receiving the news that the big star was not at work, Zhou Zhi called, and the other party answered quickly: "Are you awake?"

"miss you."

"I'm fine, Sister Shi Zhen took care of everything."

"Sister Shizhen has always been capable. Well, I still miss you."

"Crazy, telling you to live together is so much nonsense, now what do you want to say?"

Isn't it a soul-stirring thing to miss a big star who doesn't understand style.

Zhou Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth, "Hey, has anyone ever told you that you're straight?"

"Has anyone ever told you that you are stereotyped badly?"

The people on both ends of the phone laughed muffled.

"Ah, have you ever heard of an entertainment report, an old story. When a certain philandering old man crazily pursued a certain actress after marriage, a certain actress was filming, and the philandering old man waited outside the venue. After work, the philandering old man invited all When the crew eats, no one is allowed to move chopsticks and wait for a certain actress to remove her make-up and change her clothes, including the director."

"I seem to have heard that the old man with a heart said, 'I just made a mistake that men all over the world make'?"

"Yes, it's him."

Zhou Zhi pinched the acupuncture points on both sides of the bridge of the nose. "Shu Chisheng is here to harass you again? You have work today, so he invited all the staff to lunch, and everyone is not allowed to touch chopsticks and wait for you to remove your make-up and change your clothes."

Fang Jiang heheed twice, "It's almost the same, it's different now, the desserts are invited."

If it was someone else, Zhou Zhi wanted to laugh out loud, but it was Fang Jiang. "Poor, do you feel very down?"

"Yes." Very embarrassing.

"Do you feel insulted?"

"Yes." Some people think being chased is a kind of charm and complacency, but Fang Jiang doesn't think so.Chasing others is someone else's business and has nothing to do with her. People like Shu Chisheng are harassment instead.Whether it is a certain old man with a heart or Shu Chisheng, they don't understand what it means to respect people.

"Are you so angry that you secretly cursed a lot?"

"……Yes."

"We'll ask him back next time."

"Ok?"

"Ask Sister Shizhen to inquire about his itinerary, and invite everyone to eat Dongpo pork, the kind of lean meat with a big piece of fat."

"Pfft, you are making trouble." Retelling Zhou Zhi's words to Meng Shizhen, Meng Shizhen laughed.

"Zhou Zhi made a good point." Very well, Meng Shizhen didn't mind spending a little more money, but it's not easy to do embarrassing things.An old dog with an old skin and an old face is worthless, and if he bites back a few bites, it will still hurt if he doesn't lose a piece of meat.

It was rare to hear Meng Shizhen call her name. Zhou Zhi said with a smile: "It seems that Sister Shizhen is really angry. She is usually a small writer when she has nothing to do. Today she called me by my name. I am flattered."

"Slippery." Fang Jiang didn't pass on the words.

"Is it okay with Cheng Ya?" Zhou Zhi was mainly concerned about whether this matter would affect Sankong.

"It's all done by lawyers, and Cheng Ya doesn't have much influence. Don't worry about the little nun, as long as she doesn't do anything that violates the precepts and is seen, it's not a big problem. Come at night?"

Zhou Zhi thought about it and said, "Let's go over tomorrow, I have to write something tonight. I thought of a short story yesterday, and I will continue writing today."

Listening to this means staying up all night again.Fang Jiang didn't get it, he couldn't write in broad daylight, he had to turn day and night upside down in the middle of the night.If you live with your parents, you can barely say that it is not clean during the day, and it is more thoughtful if no one disturbs you at night.But Zhou Zhi lives alone, it doesn't matter whether it is day or night. "Zhou Zhi, tell me honestly, are you committing suicide by staying up every night? You use this method because you are afraid of pain?"

"...Ah, I can't do it. My stomach hurts and I need to go to the bathroom. Let's talk later, okay?"

You can also use the toilet to escape on the phone. "This bald head."

The next afternoon, Zhou Zhi honestly drove to Fang Jiang's house to report.Fang Jiang went out to work and hadn't come back yet. After greeting Sun Chunlian, she opened and settled the bars familiarly, and sat at the dining table on the first floor to turn on her laptop.

Crying that Lily is not worth it, I don’t want to write Lily, and finally wrote a new article after filling all the holes I dug.

The new article is a short story about the year 2069 when the daughter and mother had a disagreement, the mother was seriously ill, and she encountered lightning on the way to the hospital, and ended up going back to decades ago, where she met and fell in love with her unmarried mother who gave birth to a baby.At the beginning of the meeting, I only felt that they were friendly, had the same views, and could talk together everywhere, and they were very sympathetic.Moreover, the mother who exists as a young woman has a different temperament from the mother who exists as a real mother. The daughter is deeply in love without knowing that the other party is her mother.

The content involves ethics, and I haven't found a suitable platform to release it to the outside world.This kind of subject matter has always been the key object of the net net.

Cleaning the Internet, cleaning the Internet, is like a disaster, washing away all the sex//color//flesh//desires to a vast expanse of whiteness.Zhou Zhi is not good at writing love//sex, but she has a soft spot for chaotic//lunatic subjects.

Words can be castrated, but thoughts have no boundaries.

The earliest development of Lily Novels started from the self-reported posts on the forum.At that time, the word homosexuality was full of taboos, as if it was not tolerated by the world.It is always the tone of "I love you, but I dare not say it. I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that no one will love you more than me after death", so those stories that are true or false are all depressing and sad .

However, it is precisely this repressed, forbearable and indescribable sadness that is fascinating and resonates.

Zhou Zhi still remembers someone's signature: I love you, but I can't be with you, so I choose to marry Buddha.

Since the development of society, the rainbow flag of the European continent is flying, and the flowers of diversified civilizations are blooming in every corner of the earth.Although the seeds of rainbow civilization were blocked outside the border and failed to be planted in the land of China, the three words homosexuality have long lost their sense of taboo and mystery.The forbearance, longing and stimulation caused by the taboo also weakened accordingly.

So Zhou Zhi set his sights on themes that can provide more sense of taboo.The meaning of writing taboo is not to justify the taboo, just like describing chaos//lun, its purpose is not to promote chaos//luns are not wrong, the taboos and origins of chaos//lun are complicated, and its merits and demerits are not in the scope of writing—she It's not about writing sociological psychology cases.Like erotic novels, Lun//Lun also breaks the natural link between sexual behavior and reproduction.It's just through chaos//lun, writing about love can break through all obstacles.

Zhou Zhi's favorite part to write is the dilemma after falling in love.Like the protagonist in the short story, after getting great joy, thinking that he has gained a lover who is connected with his soul, he finds that his lover is actually a mother who has a bad relationship with him, quarrels often, and is deeply disgusted by him. The feeling of coming, I feel happy when I think about it.

On the one hand, it is the inborn collective unconscious fear of chaos, and on the other hand, it is the inability to self-control the love from the heart.Under the pressure of strong emotions on both sides, it is bound to have an impact on the relationship between the two, so the question is whether to tell the truth to the mother who is sad because of the unstable attitude of the protagonist.

At first, the protagonist intends to use his mother's worry that same-sex love is not tolerated by the world as an excuse, so he will separate from his mother.Unexpectedly, at this time, the mother has decided to break through the secular barriers and form a family with the protagonist, and at the same time give birth to a child.

Facing the determined mother, the protagonist decides to bear all the troubles and guilt alone.

Not long after the child is born, the protagonist receives the greatest malice from the author as God.In an afternoon of thunder and lightning, the protagonist goes to the window and puts the flower pot into the house amidst the crying of the baby. Lightning cuts through time and space, and the protagonist returns to 2069.

The novel stopped here and did not continue to write.Can the protagonist see his mother for the last time after returning to 2069, and does his mother know that he was the one who fell in love with him at the beginning?Zhou Zhi was still hesitating.

When Fang Jiang returned home, he was warmly greeted by Gang Kai, but the owner of Gang Kai was nowhere to be seen.

Walking into the living room, Zhou Zhi was looking out with her head on the table and her laptop in front of her.The head is tilted, the mouth is pouted, there is a little sadness between the brows, a little melancholy, a little confused, obviously should be worried, but I think it looks weird.

Like a monk caught in the mortal world, trapped by love.Everyone likes to see family members violate the precepts. If they really violate the precepts, it is easy to have a moral crisis, and they are entangled every day whether they have done something bad. A fake nun like Zhou Zhi is the best.It satisfies fantasy without feeling guilty.

Touching her bald head, kissing her face and eyelids.

"Little master, who are you seducing?"

"Whoever is restless is seducing someone." Well, a real nun will not have the taste of a fake nun.

Fang Jiang smiled softly, playful and charming, and kissed her again. "Why, are you still worrying about no one watching your work? I remember a writer said that writing is a strange profession, and the years are wasted all of a sudden. After ten or eight years of writing, you are still new to the industry, because the senior Authors have often been writing for more than a quarter of a century. How long have you been writing, and you are still young.”

Zhou Zhi sat up all of a sudden. "Awe-inspiring, big star."

The two chatted and laughed, and Zhou Zhi yawned.

Fang Jiang held her face tightly and looked at it carefully, her eye circles were darkened, and she was not very energetic, as if her energy had been sucked away by a goblin. "Look at you, how old are you? You're listless every day. To be honest, what time did you go to bed this morning?"

"... Three o'clock?"

"Oh, you're lying, you haven't slept since dawn."

"No, it's still not dawn at four o'clock..."

"Oh, good job, it's four o'clock again, don't let me die. Go to bed early today, and it will be every day the day after tomorrow."

Zhou Zhi was startled, and was about to say a few witty words to get away.

Fang Jiang said again: "I won't give you a chance to reject me this time. Move to my house, and I will watch you. We sleep together before eleven o'clock every day."

"Don't say no."

"If you say so, I will... break your leg."

Zhou Zhi made a grimace, intending to solve it with a playful smile like before.

Who knows that Fang Jiang is decisive. "On the news two days ago, an author died of a heart attack at a very young age. He died at home alone and was found only ten days later. Have you heard? That man is two years older than us. I read his novels when I was in high school. Yes. Content? I don’t remember, just remembering the name is good. You see, many people have heart attacks and strokes at a young age, all of which are related to bad living habits. So I order you, you must move in and live with me Don't interrupt, listen to me."

Zhou Zhi pursed her lips to hold back her laughter, and made a gesture of please.

"You don't mingle, you don't socialize, you don't set yourself up, you don't act, you don't pretend, you don't shout. Then what do you rely on to attract attention, what do you rely on to be popular? Rely on talent? With all due respect, you don't have the kind of lightning strike Talent. People in the literary and art circles still rely on their familiarity at dinner to gain a sense of presence, and they rely on people to bring goods to sell things, just like novels."

"But I..."

"Hey, I don't mean to tell you to go out and socialize. If you want to go, I won't let you go. Crying and pretending to be a god, drop prices, we don't do things that are out of tune. This is not you, I know, You are a clean stream in troubled times, but you are also the person I like, my girlfriend."

Hey, Zhou Zhi was in a daze, why did he turn from a lecture on work and rest to a show of love?

"Bang Kai is quite used to living here, with a large area for activities. You move here and ask Aunt Sun to clean a room for you, so that you have the free space you mentioned. You also have a place to hide when we quarrel. You see, we agreed , even if you break up, you still have a breakup fee, so you don't have to worry about packing up and leaving."

"..."

Seeing that Zhou Zhi was silent and thought she was angry, Fang Jiang continued: "You see, in the past, even an irrelevant author also had a patron or something. I can't raise a girlfriend. Tell me, if someone who doesn't fit in with you tells you, it's a big deal. You write, I support you, how do you feel?"

Zhou Zhi told the truth: "Whether it's true or not, it's really moving."

"Then what will my real girlfriend tell you?"

The two of them put their foreheads against their foreheads, their noses against their noses, and Zhou Zhi stepped back a little, trying to see Fang Jiang's expression clearly.The big star has never been more serious. She thought about it, leaned on Fang Jiang's shoulder, and said embarrassedly: "It feels more complicated. I am touched, and I feel that I am worthless. It makes you rack your brains to think of various reasons, and carefully choose your words. I'm afraid of hurting my fragile self-esteem."

"Huh?" Fang Jiang was not happy, "Do I still need to rack my brains to think about it, I look down on people."

Zhou Zhi giggled. "Rack your brains to show that you are sincere. Fang Jiang, I will write well. I have been writing a new short story for the past two days, do you want to read it?"

As the first reader, Fang Jiang's expression was wonderful after reading it, "You wrote about the adoptive mother in the last article, but this time it's about your own mother. You really...will never let your mother go."

"Actually, I originally wanted to write about grandma. Wouldn't it be better if my own mother was my own daughter? Then I thought, let's say my own mother is my own mother. Many women think about things differently before and after becoming mothers. Like Huang Rong in Shooting Condors and Huang Rong in Condors, marriage will change them more or less. Secondly, many mothers and daughters cannot understand each other for a lifetime. From a traditional perspective, mothers and daughters are regarded as a competitive relationship for their fathers. , so I want to subvert it. Do you think the ending is better if you see your mother for the last time or not?"

"...See you?"

"Is it better for mother to know, or not to know?"

"..." This time it was Fang Jiang's turn to be speechless, "It's okay, let me think about it? Let's discuss it later?"

"it is good."

"Oh, yes, you still have tasks. Sister Shizhen told you to tell the editor of the website that you are willing to sell the copyright of the novel."

"Eh?" Zhou Zhi looked up at Fang Jiang.

"Your "Yunhu Bugui", Sister Shizhen asked someone to evaluate it, and the result is that it can work. You asked for a better sale, so that the website lion would not open up the price randomly. Sister Shizhen said, it is better to give you than to give the website a share .”

"Okay." Miss Bu didn't say no this time, "I told the editor that I'm too poor to get rid of it, and I'm going to take the dog out to beg for food."

"Smart. What do you think of me playing Queen Dugu?" Fang Jiang asked intentionally.Having been with Zhou Zhi for a long time, she naturally knows what Queen Dugu means to her in this novel.At the beginning, she didn't believe that he pushed back and looked at money like dung, but now this person is still like this.

Of course, the treatment of a real girlfriend is different from that of a passer-by. You can act whatever you want. As the author of Xiaopo, Zhou Zhi will not have any objections.Thinking about Fang Jiang's Queen Dugu and Cheng Hanzhi's Queen Dugu, Zhou Zhi said, "Queen Dugu, well, that's fine."

It's okay, how reluctant it is.

Fang Jiang was so angry that pinching her round face didn't count, and bit her hard.

The author has something to say: Themes that cannot be written can only be written in novels for fun, hehehe.