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

Tried to open his eyes on Saturday, but he couldn't.

He wanted to wake up, think about it, and was willing to pay everything for it, but his body seemed to be pressed by tons of sea water, and it was difficult to even breathe.

All the headlights on the ceiling are turned on, illuminating the master bedroom in a bright light. It is as well-equipped as an operating room. Blood pressure monitors, heartbeat monitors, and brain wave monitoring equipment surround the emaciated patient on the hospital bed, emitting a steady "di—— Di--" sound.

"Zhou Yan, did you hear me?"

On Saturday, I felt that someone was holding his hand with great strength, which made the hand that had no sense feel sensation. Although it was painful, it made Saturday a burst of ecstasy.

He is back.

He returned to the real world.

Although he didn't know how Chen Ke did it, he did come back.

When he thought of the word "going home", sour and warm feelings filled his chest, just like when he was a child on the warm carpet of his grandmother's house, he felt extremely at ease, everything was so stable and reliable, there would be no danger or turmoil, The family lives a hundred years, and the years are not old.

Gradually settle down Saturday from the panicky nothingness of soul shifting.

He wanted to respond to Chen Ke, but his body didn't allow him to make any movements, so he could only let out a weak "hmm" from his nose.

"Boom"——

Chen Ke stood up abruptly, the chair fell backward because of his sudden standing up, but Chen Ke didn't seem to notice it.

Chen Ke leaned down, and the heat of his breath was right next to Saturday's ear: "Don't force it, your body hasn't been exercising for a long time, it's normal to not move, let's take it slowly."

On Saturday, I suspected that Chen Ke could hear his heart. He was really eager to open his eyes and embrace the real world, but his body really couldn't do it.

"I'm here, don't be afraid." Chen Ke sat on the edge of the bed, held Saturday's hand in his warm palm, rubbed the back of his hand, and pushed the muscles upward until the forearm and elbow joint, helping him to activate blood circulation and activate the numbness nerve.Apparently, Chen Ke does this a lot, and his massage techniques are very professional.

Saturday felt very comfortable, his consciousness was recovering bit by bit, and he slowly opened his eyes. On Saturday, he felt a dazzling light dazzled his eyes, and he immediately closed them again.

"Crack", the light dimmed.

Chen Ke turned off the light and returned to the bedside again.

Trying to open his eyes on Saturday, this time the room was not so bright, he got used to it for a while, and saw Chen Ke sitting in the dark.

Although it was just an outline, Saturday felt inexplicably at ease.

"Chen...Ke..."

Chen Ke immediately leaned forward. He greedily stared at the emaciated young man in the quilt. Although his face was still pale and haggard, those amber eyes were staring at Chen Ke with enthusiasm, and his light-colored lips Slightly apart, calling out his name.

"I'm here," Chen Ke clenched Saturday's hand, "I'm here."

Zhou Yan is back.

Chen Ke turned on the gas stove and made the pots and pans jingle, like very pleasant music, spreading in the kitchen.

Cut the duck meat with one knife and one blade, place it neatly on the chopping board, add some shallots, and a pot of duck porridge is appetizing and delicious, easy to digest, very good.

While waiting for the pot to boil, Chen Ke took another dish of garlic and green vegetables, and brought it into the bedroom with sliced ​​duck porridge, and placed it on the patient's bedside.

Zhou Yan is back.

Chen Ke stared at the young man lying under the quilt with only a thin face exposed. When the aroma of duck porridge and the heat floated into the air and spread, his amber eyes immediately turned and looked at him eagerly. A small pot for porridge.

"Want to eat?" Chen Ke asked.

He didn't have much appetite on Saturday, he just felt weak all over his body, but after smelling the aroma of sliced ​​duck porridge, he felt a burst of emptiness in his stomach, waiting to be filled with something.

Chen Ke stood up the pillow, bent down, passed his hands under Saturday's ribs, and lifted him up in a hugging posture. Chen Ke also did this movement quite skillfully, but when he realized that the body in his arms no longer resembled It was as lifeless as before, but shy and slightly trembling, and he really wanted to hug it tightly.

Saturday was not used to such an intimate hugging posture, and he dodged for a moment, but after feeling Chen Ke's skillful movements, he relaxed his body, let Chen Ke manipulate him, and leaned his back on the soft and hard pillow, Said softly "thank you" on Saturday.

Chen Ke didn't seem to hear it, he lowered his head to get the small pot of porridge, and felt that Saturday's eyes were following him.

This feeling was so good that Chen Ke raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He deliberately slowed down the action of scooping up the porridge. When he picked up the spoon, he clearly felt that Saturday's gaze was about to burn a hole in his hand. Chen Ke Ke chuckled, not knowing what was wrong with him, but wanted to bully Saturday.

It's just waiting for a spoonful of porridge, it's so unbearable, why don't you think that he waited for Saturday for a full 76 days, two and a half months, watching every move on Saturday in the world of anti-theft chapters every day, but he couldn't get close to him, Catching him, making Saturday wait a few seconds longer is really not a very decent punishment compared to this.

After Chen Ke carefully blew on the porridge, he handed the spoon to Saturday's mouth.

On Saturday, he swallowed the spoon in one gulp, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, his watery amber eyes looked at Chen Ke, and Chen Ke felt his heart suddenly twitch.

After swallowing the porridge on Saturday, I felt the warmth flow into my stomach, which was very comfortable.

Chen Ke took another spoonful and handed it to Saturday, who swallowed it again without hesitation.

In this way, you feed a spoonful and I eat a spoonful. Both of them enjoy the quiet feeding process. Before they know it, the pot of porridge has bottomed out.

Chen Ke put the spoon into the pot, picked up the green vegetables with minced garlic, and asked if he wanted to eat it on Saturday.

Saturday was too full to eat, so he shook his head.

Chen Ke saw how happy he was eating on Saturday just now, and he was also a little hungry, so he ate all the vegetables on the plate.

Halfway through eating, I suddenly heard Saturday ask: "Why are you so nice to me?"

Chen Ke choked and coughed for a while before recovering.

"I'm sorry, I won't ask any more, you can eat." Said Saturday apologetically.

On Saturday, he really wanted to know the answer, but he was afraid of knowing the answer. He felt that Chen Ke should like him, but it was hard to say, who would hold on to a secret love that had been neglected for 20 years until now?

On Saturday, I still clearly remember that Chen Ke once introduced Feng Zixuan to him, saying that the reason why Feng Zixuan could become a martial god was because he gave up all hope, "If you don't want to be strong", after you despaired of everything, you would never Tormented by desires, the state of mind opens up instead.

Chen Ke also said that the protagonist of each work will have the author's projection in it, then, will Feng Zixuan's changes be a reflection of Chen Ke's changes?

Chen Ke used to be as paranoid and dark as "Little Chen Ke", but now Chen Ke can live like a normal person, even better and more outstanding than normal people, and has his own creative career.

Is it because the current Chen Ke has no hope for anything, no hope, no disappointment, including Saturday.

Chen Ke finished eating the green vegetables silently, and while cleaning up the dishes, he said, "Don't worry, I'm willing."

Saturday watched Chen Ke get up and go out in a daze, he couldn't understand Chen Ke's attitude.

It's almost time.

Obviously the two of them agreed that they should go to bed separately, recharge their energy, and then discuss future matters when they get up in the morning.

However, Chen Ke, who was writing a new chapter in the living room, made typos one after another, and wrote a sentence extremely awkwardly. After tossing for a long time, looking back, what the hell was it, I felt that I couldn't write well before three or four o'clock.

And Saturday—the ecstasy of returning to the real world made him reluctant to sleep.

Chen Ke turned off the light in the living room, intending to get up early tomorrow, and then write a new chapter when he is conscious. Anyway, he still has manuscripts saved, so he is not in a hurry.

On the way to the second bedroom, Chen Ke took another look at the master bedroom.

The young man on the bed was obviously not asleep, his eyes were wide open, as if in a daze.

"Can't sleep?" Chen Ke walked in, turned on the bedside lamp, and sat down beside the bed.

"Hmm..." Saturday grinned at Chen Ke, "If I can still fall asleep in this situation, then I will really become a god."

10 minute later.

The master bedroom with only one bedside lamp turned on is very cozy.

The curtains were half drawn, and the dim light from the city lights outside painted a silver-white grid on the ceiling.

Chen Ke and Saturday sat side by side at the head of the big bed, with a pillow behind each of them.

Chen Ke held up his mobile phone and showed Saturday the funny pictures on Weibo.

On Saturday, while watching and giggling, unconsciously, he leaned against Chen Ke's shoulder. Although Chen Ke looked thin, his muscles were solid, and he was so weak now that he could hardly sit for a while. backache.

Chen Ke, on the other hand, restrained himself from hugging the person beside him who he had been thinking about day and night. Now this is very good, and it is already a beautiful scene that he dare not imagine. Zhou Yan is snuggling up to his side, looking at his mobile phone together.

"Are there really angel investors who will invest 100 million in a homeless singer because of their musical dreams?" Staring at the long Weibo on Saturday, he commented in surprise.

"Rich people." Chen Ke said.

"Hahahaha, later I found out that the homeless singer took his 100 million to Kaisha County for a snack hahahahaha... Is this Ruanguang?" Saturday laughed tremblingly.

Chen Ke finally couldn't help it, and reached out to wrap his arms around Saturday's body: "Be careful of sliding down."

"Hahahahahaha didn't he hack that person to death?" Saturday consciously leaned on Chen Ke.

Chen Ke felt his heart was going to burst, he was happy.

"By the way," Chen Ke said, "Want to read the latest chapter together?"

I was taken aback on Saturday, the latest chapter, the latest chapter of the anti-theft chapter? ?

It's past one o'clock now, and the latest chapter should have come out, and it's still fresh, recording what I did in the world of anti-theft chapters last Saturday.

"No." Sat hurriedly refused.

But Chen Ke has already opened the latest chapter.

"Don't look!" On Saturday, I didn't know where the strength came from, and bumped into Chen Ke with a shoulder, and fell into his arms with a "boom", unable to get up for a long time.

Chen Ke helped Saturday up: "Then don't watch it."

after awhile……

Saturday couldn't help the feeling of scratching his heart and liver: "Let's watch it."

Please buy Chapter 668 Anti-Theft chapter

Chen Ke said to himself: "The rest of the topic is written by me."

△"Student Feng Zixuan, please say something to everyone at the end." Dean Hong Shen said.

△(The 100-character description of Feng Zixuan's handsome and domineering appearance is omitted here.)

△ "Thank you everyone, my ideal is more than that, I want to become a warrior."

△The sun shone on Feng Zixuan, as if crowning him. His handsome face was even more radiant under the sun. At this moment, when he made an unscrupulous declaration, no one believed him, and even laughed at him.

△ But so what.

△One day, he will definitely become a Valkyrie, making these people regret ignoring him and trampling on him. (The 200-character mouthpiece is omitted here.)

Chen Ke snorted and said, "You must be sick."

Saturday finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Is there anyone who says that about their protagonist? Isn't it all written by you?"

Chen Ke said: "This paragraph is played by him."

Saturday smiled and said: "Don't be so eager to separate the relationship, I'm someone who has played the White Lotus Forum, don't you authors have unclear connections with the protagonist?"

Chen Ke denied it flatly: "Don't listen to their nonsense."

Saturday raised his head and looked at Chen Ke with a smile: "The authors of the White Lotus Forum all claim to be the protagonist's own father and mother, because the protagonist has inherited the author's strengths and weaknesses. Sometimes, the author cannot achieve in reality. Dreams will be realized through the protagonist, isn't this like the relationship between parents and children?"

Chen Ke explained: "It can be said that it has something to do with it, but it also has something to do with me in the past. Now my mentality is very stable, and I won't be as angry as Feng Zixuan."

"Well, that's it." Saturday smiled playfully.

"Keep reading." Chen Ke turned the page down, "Oh, it's your turn."

I couldn't laugh immediately on Saturday.

△"Axuan." Zhuo Liu stood up, frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, but he still said, "I'm here to tell you, I took over the work of repairing the altar of the Tianjia, and I will leave there tomorrow side……"

△ Tianjia, Tianjia again!Feng Zixuan was agitated for a while, obviously, he had worked so hard to get into class A, but Zhuo Liu was unwilling to stay for him, so he turned around and wanted to get rid of the relationship, and set off for that goddamn home.

△"...I believe in you, you will definitely become a warrior." Zhuo Liu looked at Feng Zixuan.

△ "You don't believe it!" Feng Zixuan said decisively, because he couldn't listen to Zhuo Liu's words because of his anger, "If you believed that I would become a martial god, you wouldn't go to Tianjun! You don't believe it, you never Don't even believe that I will be stronger than you, I am just a weak playmate of yours, used to set off your wisdom and greatness... This is what you hope for."

△ Zhuo Liu looked at Feng Zixuan in astonishment.

△Feng Zixuan's heart constricted again because of the pain, why, why did he show such a surprised expression, you clearly think so, don't you?Otherwise, why, you obviously like me, but refuse to admit it!

On Saturday, I felt that my whole face was hot, and my head was so heavy that I couldn't lift it up.

"Do you like Feng Zixuan?" Chen Ke pretended to ask casually while flicking the phone screen.

"I..." Saturday couldn't say it, he really couldn't resist Feng Zixuan, with such a mobile hormone dangling beside him, he wouldn't feel it unless he was wilted.

"Then why did you reject him?" Chen Ke asked again.

"Because I'm not Zhuo Liu." Said Saturday, "Feng Zixuan likes his bamboo horse Zhuo Liu."

"What if you are Zhuo Liu?" Chen Ke lowered his head and looked at Saturday.

Saturday was at a loss: "I am Zhuo Liu?"

"You said just now that the author will project his emotions into the novel. That's it. Zhuo Liu was shaped by me based on you." Chen Ke said, "The same genius, the same excellence, the same...unreachable."

Saturday froze, staring blankly at Chen Ke, he saw honesty in Chen Ke's eyes.

"Zhuo Liu, was it shaped according to me??" At [-]:[-] on Saturday, I couldn't accept this truth.

"Yes." Chen Ke stared at Saturday, and he felt that it was time to tell Saturday the truth.

"Zhuo Liu was shaped according to you, not only that, Feng Zixuan - was shaped according to the most perfect lover, he has talent, appearance and talent, and... has a heart that is nostalgic for you." Chen Ke paused and swallowed "My Heart Again". Now it's time to tell Saturday the truth, but it's not time to express his heart, he doesn't want to put pressure on Saturday.

"Isn't it the hero Shuangwen?" Saturday was still in shock.

"Yes, in the plot line, he is the hero of Shuangwen, but in the relationship line, he is a perfect lover."

"So that's why he was made into a perfect lover because he was excellent in all aspects." Said on Saturday, actually he didn't know why Chen Ke said that.

"Do you like him?" Chen Ke asked again, "Would it be uncomfortable to leave him?"

"It's really a bit uncomfortable." Sat replied, seriously thinking about his feelings at that time, he really liked Feng Zixuan, but he knew that it was not love, it was just liking.

Chen Ke smiled wryly, he really reaped the fruit of himself.

When he created Feng Zixuan, he didn't think so much.

Just thinking, if he was a perfect person, would Zhou Yan fall in love with him?

Just like the impoverished Jane Eyre in "Jane Eyre" said to the handsome and rich Rochester: If God gave me a little bit of beauty and wealth, I would make you unable to leave me, just like I cannot do without now You too.

The 668th chapter of the anti-theft chapter was finally broken when the bell rang at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. The subsequent things, including the ghost coming out of the body on Saturday and the body falling to the ground, have not been recorded in the anti-theft chapter.

I think on Saturday, I have to wait until tomorrow.

However, what he is most concerned about now is, how did Chen Ke get him back?

"Because there are many comments, you can spend time preventing piracy. According to our previous inference, maybe if the comments reach a certain level, you can come back." Chen Ke said, "So I asked my assistant to hype it up."

"Hype??" Saturday was startled.

"If I knew it would be useful, I would have done it." Chen Ke shook his head with a smile.

"Won't it have a negative impact on you?" Saturday didn't quite understand, but Chen Ke never resorted to this trick, and there must be his scruples.

"Fortunately, the big deal is black and red, there are more things like this in the entertainment industry." Chen Ke said lightly.

Saturday looked at him suspiciously, but Chen Ke had always kept his mouth shut, and he didn't want others to know, so he kept his mouth shut.

"Now that you're back, I can stop." Chen Ke saw Saturday's worry and added.

"Call tomorrow morning." Saturday urged.

"Okay, call tomorrow morning." Chen Ke got up, put away the pillow, and hugged Saturday back into the bed. Saturday also felt drowsy, and fell into sleep without saying anything.

The next morning.

On Saturday, I vaguely heard Chen Ke on the phone.

He opened his eyes and saw the strange ceiling and ceiling lamp, and the sunlight from outside shone in, illuminating a room of medical equipment clean and white.

It was only on Saturday that I realized that I had really returned to the real world.

He tried to move his fingers, slowly and firmly, grabbed the bed sheet under him.

Although weak, the real sense of touch between the fingers, the kind of soft cloth, is something that Cultivation Academy does not have.

Close your eyes again Saturday and enjoy the joy of coming back.

After breakfast, Chen Ke opened his notebook and showed Saturday the latest public opinion analysis.

"I called my assistant this morning and asked him to stop contacting the painter and the big V. He told me that because the relationship maintenance has not been in place, the 30 yuan has not been put into operation at all."

Chen Ke concluded: "In other words, you can come back, it has nothing to do with hype."

"Why is that?" Saturday was surprised.

Chen Ke smiled: "It should be because of your contribution."

"Huh?" Saturday thought that his foolishness was of no use except to arouse Feng Zixuan's enthusiasm for confessing his love.

"You let Feng Zixuan enter Class A successfully, and the comments in the past two days are around 2000, and your popularity surpassed Feng Zixuan for the first time, reaching around 1500." Chen Ke said.

Surprise on Saturday: "So, my efforts are still useful?"

"It's very useful." Chen Ke raised the corner of his mouth.

On Saturday, I laughed for a while, and then asked: "Then... didn't I change the previous history from the original plot? Can it be rounded out in the text?"

Chen Ke's gaze flickered, and he said, "You don't have to worry about this."

Dubious on Saturday: "Is it true?"

If Zhuo Liu was him, then in the previous history... Zhuo Liu suddenly died suddenly, how could there be any plot of parting ways later?Furthermore, this is a useless counterattack novel. Now that Feng Zixuan has established a foundation with two spiritual roots, he is obviously not a waste wood, and there is no such thing as being kicked out by the academy. It is completely different from the main text.

"Anyway, it's just an anti-theft badge, it doesn't count." Chen Ke's explanation was a bit reluctant.

What he said didn't count, but the readers did. More than 2000 comments were squatting there, waiting for him to pull this egg back.

"Parallel universes... the development of diversification... is also a genre of postmodern literature." Chen Ke muttered to himself without knowing what to say.

Saturday asked with concern: "Will you lose followers?"

Chen Ke forced a smile: "Probably not."

"Boss, your plot is very good, how do you plan to get it back?" Hua Nao asked Chen Ke enthusiastically on the phone.

Chen Ke is a setting maniac. Regardless of the world view or the plot, he will set it in detail, so there is no doubt that he can reverse the plot and then continue with the main text.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Chen Ke said casually.

"Haven't figured it out yet???" Hua Nao was shocked.

"Correct."

"However, the boss of Huaxia Film and Television is very interested in this plot. He has asked his subordinates to follow up. As long as this book does not collapse until the end, the film and television copyright fee will definitely not be reduced!" On the verge of collapse.

"Tell them, read the text, not the pirated text." Chen Ke said softly, and then hung up the phone.

"They've all watched it!!!" Hua Nao yelled helplessly to the busy voice.