You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

Chen Ke's letter reads:

Readers and friends:

Thank you for your concern, I have been busy with some things, I did not reply in time, sorry.

I did have a crush on Zhou Yan. It started when I was in elementary school. By chance, we also went to high school and college together. So this crush continued until recently. It became a clear love. Here, Let me announce the most important thing first: Zhou Yan and I are together.

As for why I want to write him into the novel, I always think that the author has been writing about a few people and a few things throughout his life. In a crowd of those he loves.

As my readers are astutely aware, in my first novel days I had no idea what true love was like, so I avoided it, adding some when the occasional need came. Readers expressed dissatisfaction with the dramatic routine to deceive people, but I have no choice but to say that I tried my best.

However, starting from the second part of the novel "The Overbearing President's Special Assistant", Zhou Yan and I have been together, and many readers have seen my transformation. I began to write some "tired and crooked" plots. All thanks to Zhou Yan, he let me know that being with the person I like is a very comfortable thing.

Recently, in the novel "The Tyrant Seaus", some people called the chaos in it, which may cause readers and friends to feel uneasy. I can confess to everyone that this is caused by my anxiety, and that I did not control my emotions. It almost caused irreparable consequences, but all of this is over, I accept my emotions, no longer have to worry about my own problems, my eyes can leave my original narrow skin, and expand my vision to the outside world , like getting a new life, all this is due to my lover - Zhou Yan.

After reading this statement on Saturday, I was puzzled: "I always feel that the focus seems to be a bit wrong?"

Chen Ke smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

"This looks like a coming out statement, not a statement that mental illness has improved." Saturday frowned.

Chen Ke laughed, put his arms around his shoulders, and kissed him on the lips: "You are so smart."

Saturday:"??"

Chen Ke's hand slid down, clasped Saturday's waist, and brought him into his arms. Their eyes met and their breaths overlapped. Saturday saw himself in Chen Ke's eyes.

The two of them were about to stick together when Chen Ke's cell phone rang.

Hualao waited for a long time for Chen Ke to issue an order, but Chen Ke didn't answer, so he hurriedly called and asked Chen Ke if he should send it now. He has already logged in to the backstage of Weibo, and he just waited for Chen Ke to say something. talk.

"I'll post it myself." Chen Ke said.

"Oh, that's fine too." He said nonchalantly, "Thank you boss."

"You can find the number in the inner circle to transfer it, not too many, just three." Chen Ke said.

"Okay." Hua Nao was thinking about this.

hang up the phone.

He let out a breath on Saturday: "I'm so sleepy...why don't you let him do it together? Are there two calls?"

"..." Chen Ke didn't reply. He spread the quilt for Saturday and let him sleep first. He turned around and tapped the keyboard again before sending out the "coming out statement".

When I woke up on Saturday, it was already dark.

The room is also dark, and only the familiar outlines of the furniture can be seen. However, such a faint light makes people feel a wonderful sense of security in their hearts.

After squinting for a while on Saturday, I slowly sat up and turned on the phone.

There were irregular sounds of pots and pans from the kitchen, the sound of cheering and chasing students who had just finished school on the sidewalk of the community outside the window, and the soft sound of vehicles driving across the sandy ground.

These sounds are mixed together, just like real life, weighing heavily on people, so that people will not fly lightly into the void.

The real world is so nice.

The light from the mobile phone screen illuminated Saturday's face, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to see the effect of Chen Ke's statement.

In his vision, Chen Ke, as an author with many fans, suddenly became mentally ill, suddenly healed from mental illness, and suddenly came out of the closet. Readers are "responsible" and "black for life", so when he commented, he worried Chen Ke a little bit.

However, when he saw the comment, he was surprised.

Xi'er: Support the author, please be happy (*^__^*)

Yi Dandan: The author is greatly affected, right?I want to see the daily life of the author Da Da and Zhou Laogong~~~

Panda Wang Taro: No picture, no truth!Blast photos Blast photos! !

20464061 Reply: 1, Hurry up and explode! !Ask for a wedding photo! !

There is one person: Touched by qaq, I always thought that a person like Da Da would be single until old age. After all, Da Da is so good, it is not easy to find a Gong who can appreciate Da Da’s inner show!

ahuahua: Blessings are great, love~[爱心][爱心][爱心]

Looking around, it is basically full of blessings, and I smiled when I saw it on Saturday.

He was nervous just now, and almost forgot that Chen Ke was writing pure love novels. Readers are happy to hear about this kind of thing. When they learn that Da Da is not only a man but also out of the closet, they will only applaud and welcome him. How can they object?Thinking about it this way, writing pure love novels is indeed a modern career for comrades in the new century.

It's a pity that he can't write on Saturday, otherwise he would like to try it too. Seeing so many people like and support Chen Ke, he is actually a little jealous...?

The mattress beside me sank on Saturday, and someone sat on it.

Chen Ke was wearing an apron and a scent, and he leaned over and asked, "How is it? Is it settled? Is your husband very powerful?"

Saturday was taken aback, realizing that Chen Ke was taking the initiative to ask him for credit. The orange light projected from the living room illuminated Chen Ke's smile, which looked...very cute.

"Baji" kissed him on Saturday.

This time it was Chen Ke's turn to be stunned, he was a little dazed, and then put his arms around Saturday: "Continue."

"Who is afraid of whom?" Saturday took the initiative to kiss Chen Ke again, and the two of them went from scratching to panting. Before they knew it, Chen Ke had been pushed down on the bed by Saturday.

Chen Ke put his hands on Saturday's waist and looked at his lover from bottom to top with a smile in his eyes.

"What's for dinner tonight?" Saturday asked.

"Coke chicken wings," Chen Ke said, "fried celery and dried, three kinds of vegetables."

"Great, I like to eat Xianggan." I am looking forward to it on Saturday, "But don't you usually cook meat at night? Why do you have chicken wings?"

"I originally wanted to make beer duck, but I think it's better to have less meat at night," Chen Ke explained, "Isn't it because I didn't eat lunch?"

"Old Gong is so kind to you, especially Neixiu~" Saturday was so hungry that he was dying, so he acted coquettishly without saying a word, lying on Chen Ke's body and hugging his neck.

"..." When the word "Neixiu" was mentioned, Chen Ke felt his scalp tingle, and with Saturday being so "gentle and well-behaved", one couldn't help but wonder if he read that comment... …

At this time, a burst of monotonous mobile phone music rang, Chen Ke took out his mobile phone from his apron pocket, and saw that it was chatter again, and chatter always called him at such incorrect times.

Chen Ke picked up the phone, and the chatter suddenly yelled loudly: Boss——! ! ! ! !

Chen Ke immediately threw the phone in the middle of the bed.

"Boss, you obviously didn't have the last sentence when you showed me, what do you mean by closing the pen?"

The roar of chatter can achieve the effect of a tweeter without turning on the hands-free.

As a quiet straight man, Chattering is really about to collapse today. First, he went to the police station in the middle of the night, and then finally came out. After finishing his week-long nursing work in a vegetative state, he returned to his home and just lay down. After falling asleep, when I woke up, I saw the statement from the boss—there was an extra sentence at the end: ...may be closed for a while, and the return date is uncertain.

Huachao's eyes went dark at that time, this, this is killing him!

"I'll talk to you later." Chen Ke waited for the chattering to finish, picked up the phone, and explained to him, "Don't worry, I'll take care of your future." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

Surprised again on Saturday, Chen Ke can take care of chattering mood, which is really not easy.

And chatter over there...

"What's next for me?" Hua Nao hugged the phone with a sad expression on his face, "Is the boss going to settle the funeral for me?? But I haven't lived enough yet!!"

"Are you really going to seal your pen?" Saturday asked.

"Well, I plan to stop for a while." Chen Ke smiled.

"But, you really don't need to stop writing for me." Saturday said.

"I'll be busy for a while... Then, I want to re-plan my future career path." Chen Ke said, he dug out the contact information of Huaxia Films and chatted to him.

"Are you a professional screenwriter?" Saturday asked curiously.

"No, I'm not going to be a screenwriter," Chen Ke said, "I still like to write novels. I have more freedom. If it's such a troublesome thing to adapt to a screenplay, let professional screenwriters do it."

I don't really understand the difference on Saturday, but novels can be trusted a little bit.

"Anyway, I support your decision, but I think it's a pity that you stopped writing at such a young age." Saturday said, "Don't give up your career just because of me. Let me tell you, this way I will become a great sinner, and you little readers will hack me to death."

Chen Ke laughed: "Why, most of their comments are blessings for us."

On Saturday, I took out my mobile phone, checked the comments, and found that they were indeed full of blessings, and there was nothing discordant... Wait, how is that possible? Chen Ke said he would close his pen, but how could readers unanimously support him?

He immediately closed Weibo and opened the jj comment area, sure enough!

final score 2

Wife, don't seal the pen ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! !

Bear rice scored 0:

The comments for sending blades have been deleted on Weibo, so I can only post them here with a score of 0! ! ! !

One person replied:

There is no lower limit for my wife. In order to create a harmonious atmosphere of public opinion for Zhou Yan Laogong, I even deleted all the comments on sending blades! ! ! ! (Unfortunately, I can only post a good review orz this is an interesting world scoring 2

Wait, Mr. Lan Ke, your old Gong Zhou Yan is still falling in mid-air, and you will fall to your death in the next chapter. How dare you close your pen at this time? ? (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻Taishang Huang replied:

Why does everyone say that Zhou Yan is attacking?

Here's an interesting world reply:

It's probably because Lanke is a big deal [picking nose]

Xiao Feijiu replied:

Is a show of the subject [funny]

Yi Dandan replied:

You haven't even seen Zhou Yan's old Gong's ID photo in Haiyang Studio [shy] Well done Mei Gong x Ordinary Shou!

Macarons are too sweet to reply:

It's beauty attacking inner beauty!

Uncle Cat Meow replied:

Ah, did the building in the White Lotus Forum explode?I was late, and it has been deleted_(:3」∠)_ Please send me an email_(:3」∠)_

Im scoring 2:

I'm not interested in other people, I just want to see the photos of Lan Keda √

Ah Nuan replied:

Saturday came to a sudden: "No wonder there are no bad reviews, you deleted them, it's too immoral!"

Chen Ke just smiled without saying a word.

Said again on Saturday: "My photo seems to have been exploded..."

"It has been deleted." Chen Ke said, he was busy with this matter after he came back, and deleted all the personal information that was leaked before. However, even so, Zhou Yan's photo was still seen by many people. Thinking of this, he felt a little uncomfortable, as if his private treasure was being peeped at.

"Alas... there is no way, a small ID photo can make people see that I am Gong." Saturday said without humility.

Chen Ke continued to laugh without saying a word.

"By the way, what's for dinner tonight?" After asking Saturday, he realized that he had already asked.

"Eat you." Chen Ke smiled and pulled off his apron, "You eat, I eat you."