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

Chen Ke shook his head: "It's not easy to live in City B for a long time, and the tens of thousands of yuan is not enough for half a year's expenses, so I didn't consider full-time employment at that time."

Said on Saturday: "So that's the case, you are very rational."

"And I think, from another perspective, the workplace is also very interesting." Chen Ke's mouth curved slightly.

"Interesting?" Saturday said he didn't quite understand.

"Yes, you can see all kinds of people here."

On Saturday, I understood a little bit. Chen Ke used going to work as accumulating materials. This idea is not bad. I don’t know if the various strange things that appeared in his novels later came from the materials of this period.

In fact, at that time, Chen Ke did not think about full-time work.

For him, free and independent work is actually more suitable, and full-time means that he can go all out to do one thing and see results in a short period of time, while part-time work consumes more physical and mental energy. It may be that both sides are not in good order, and instead they will bring down their own bodies.

Chen Ke divided the royalties for the copyright of the first film and television into three parts, one third was sent back to his grandmother, one third was saved, and the remaining third was decided to be spent by him.

Created a decent outfit from head to toe, and reorganized his appearance. When Chen Ke came out of the fitting room, the girls around couldn't help but glance at him. Chen Ke knew that his appearance was still somewhat competitive. Yes, he thought, just walked to sut like this, went to see Zhou Yan, pretended to meet him by accident, and then talked about the past of the school.

Maybe you can leave your contact information, and the two of you work so close together, it is possible that you will often come out to eat and chat in the future.

If this path works out, and Zhou Yan has no objection to his writing novels and selling movies and TV shows, he may consider full-time work and earn more money to be worthy of Zhou Yan.

For Chen Ke at that time, the future was bright, and even his split personality was improved. He could sleep soundly, wake up refreshed, go on a wonderful date, meet a long-awaited person .

In this way, Chen Ke came to sut.

It's just that he stayed on for a long time, but he didn't see Zhou Yan come out.

Although Zhou Yan didn't come out, the German guy who often appeared with Zhou Yan came out, holding a mobile phone and talking on the phone. He spoke German-style English, and Chen Ke couldn't understand a word he said.

Chen Ke stopped the German and asked, "Where's Zhou Yan?"

"Who are you?" The German was puzzled and looked at Chen Ke.

"I'm his...classmate." Chen Ke said, "Student of University B."

"Oh, so it's a classmate from B University, hello, hello." The German guy shook hands with Chen Ke enthusiastically.

Chen Ke found that the German guy's hands were bigger than his, which made him a little angry.

"Call Zhou first, and make another appointment," said the German guy. "Zhou went back to B University today to attend his tutor's seminar. As you know, his tutor is responsible for part of the design of the Golden Durian Building. The tutor Well, it's the boss, and the tedious work assigned is still done by the students."

Chen Ke was at a loss for a while: "Golden Durian Building?" He turned his head and looked at the golden dome in the sky, "Is that the building?"

"Don't you know? It's that building." The German said with a smile, "Zhou, it's amazing."

Chen Ke suddenly felt that the newly purchased men's clothing on his body was as heavy as iron, and the shiny leather shoes on his feet made it difficult for him to move. He lowered his head and clenched his hands tightly.

It's only tens of thousands of dollars, and it can't be compared with what Zhou Yan did.

When the person he likes is designing a landmark building in city b, he is writing an online novel that most people look down upon. Even if he sells the film and television copyright, he only gets tens of thousands of dollars. What a long and bumpy process to go through.

The only thing he can do is not worth mentioning to Zhou Yan.

Moreover, these tens of thousands of dollars are obviously not enough to meet his needs to support his appearance. To integrate into Zhou Yan's life, he must at least have an income and consumption level comparable to his. The current Chen Ke obviously can't do it. arrived.

After leaving Sut, Chen Ke unknowingly walked under the Golden Durian Building.

The newly completed building is like a tall tower made of gold, and the golden dome at the top is shining in the sun, which is particularly dazzling.

Chen Ke sat under the Golden Durian Building all afternoon.

From this angle, the Golden Durian Building blocks out the sky and the sun, and the golden roof is even more unattainable. The smooth lines and large glass walls evoke a simple and modern magnificent building. There is a half arc in the lower part of the building. Shaped load-bearing structure...

If he had the ability to fly over eaves and walls, he could come to Zhou Yan like a magic soldier descending into the world, so that he could only notice him in his eyes.

If he had a tall and handsome physique, in troubled times, he could save Zhou Yan from fire and water, even if he risked his life, would Zhou Yan be able to stay for him for a while?

These are some unrealistic fantasies, but Chen Ke has the ability to construct even the smallest details of fantasies. In just one afternoon, the clear-faced Feng Zixuan has come out of the illusion and came to Chen Ke. In front of Ke.

If he has all the perfect conditions, can Zhou Yan be inseparable from him, just like he has been thinking about Zhou Yan for more than [-] years?

Fantasies flourished because of real feelings, and the prototype of "Urban Cultivation: The Counterattack of Wastewood" was finalized this afternoon.

Feng Zixuan is a good-for-nothing, and Zhuo Liu is a genius.

They were childhood sweethearts, but then drifted apart.

Staring at the Golden Durian Building, the feelings of that time poured into my heart again.

Chen Ke once again clearly felt the inferiority and conceit of being Feng Zixuan. He was knocked out of the dust again and again, and got up again and again, always fighting against reality in an arrogant way.

"You can't do this."

Once, after losing control of his body during working hours and unknowingly walking to the rooftop, Chen Ke consulted a psychiatrist online.

The psychiatrist knew about Chen Ke's situation. Chen Ke had approached him when he was in B University. He had a consultation mailbox, which was hung next to the activity room of the student union. It was the first time Chen Ke sent a letter to it, and he didn't expect to be able to get it. He received a reply, and he chose a late night during the holiday, and there was no one in the activity room, and there would be no one for a long time.

Unexpectedly, he actually received a reply. The person who replied was very serious, although, I have to say, this person is a bit of an amateur.

As a person who studies philosophy, Chen Ke has also studied psychology, especially because he himself is troubled by psychological problems. He has become a doctor after a long illness, and has a set of theoretical experiences. It is not a problem to fool ordinary people.

But the advice given to him by this layman was extremely sincere, like a psychological counselor just entering the industry, full of enthusiasm despite no experience, Chen Ke fell in love with correspondence with him because of this.

Later, the "psychological counselor" apologized to him, saying that he was actually not a professional, but just came to help. However, he had consulted a professional psychologist for Chen Ke's questions, and only replied to him after the consultation. Now he can't do it anymore. If I continue to work part-time, my future consultations can be transferred online, and I can directly contact the professional psychiatrist.

In this way, Chen Ke began three years of psychological counseling. After graduation, for his own mental health, Chen Ke dedicated a part of his salary as a consulting fee. Originally, the doctor only consulted students. Chen Ke was acquainted with each other, so the paid consultations continued.

Chen Ke is still standing here like a normal person. It has to be said that the doctor and the layman who answered Chen Ke at the beginning are all contributed.

"You need counseling." The psychiatrist told Chen Ke, "You can come to my office to chat, or talk to someone close to you. It's best not to hold it in your heart."

In fact, a better treatment method is companionship, but Chen Ke is single now, and it is impossible for his family to come to city b to accompany him. In fact, the only person who still has contact with him is his grandmother.

"I see." Chen Ke said, and he asked again, "Is there any new medicine that works quickly?"

The psychiatrist was a little helpless. There are new medicines with quick results, but it is not enough to treat stubborn and recurrent patients like Chen Ke by taking medicine alone.

"Are you still writing?" the psychiatrist asked.

In fact, the psychiatrist had known for a long time that he had the habit of writing, and the two had exchanged several times about "writing counseling" therapy.

"Hmm." Chen Ke's writing is indeed persistent, but he is aiming at making money, not only can't play a role in relief, but also aggravates mental stress, and sometimes even tends to be depressed, but Chen Ke didn't follow these said the psychiatrist.

"You can try to put the extra personality into the novel, which will be good for your condition." The psychiatrist said, "After you write it, you can send it to me."

"Yes." Chen Ke promised well, but he didn't show it to the psychiatrist. What he wrote was not a medical record, but a commercial text used to make money.

Carrying private goods is a taboo in commercial writing.

Of course, the author will always reveal some private goods unintentionally, which is inevitable. It is necessary for Chen Ke to take the initiative to carry private goods to show the truth in the world-his current financial ability does not allow it.

If one day he doesn't rely on this to make a living, he can don't need any skills, don't care about any character design, and just talk about private goods.

But not now, it is a tool for him to settle down, and directly determines how long he can get in close contact with Zhou Yan, he can't take that risk.

……

Then one day, when Chen Ke discovered that he had unknowingly written Feng Zixuan——

He found that it is not easy to cover up the subconscious. Instead of covering up, it is better to dress up the subconscious and the extra personality as everyone likes, let him have a life experience that everyone likes, and give him enough cheating, to draw attention to the shiny things, rather than the protagonist's true inner character.

Blocking is worse than sparse, Chen Ke created Feng Zixuan, and then gave him a dazzling life.

Feng Zixuan wants to go from the bottom to the top, a waste of firewood to counterattack and become a martial god. His journey is triumphant, and he has never doubted that he can reach the top of the cultivation world. He is confident, even a little arrogant, and arrogantly declares in public that his The ideal is to become a warrior.

And that was just a technical setting for Chen Ke to force Feng Zixuan on his head in order to adapt to the trend and readers' psychology, and let him realize it as the ultimate goal. It has nothing to do with the real idea of ​​Feng Zixuan that split from Chen Ke's heart. relation.

Two years after Feng Zixuan took shape, Chen Ke published Chapter 1 of "Urban Cultivation: The Counterattack of Wastewood" on jj. As expected, the trendy title, copywriting and mature style of writing attracted a large number of readers.

At this time, Chen Ke was also more mature than before, and knew how to embed private goods into novels in a smooth way, taking into account both coolness and self-guidance. Feng Zixuan's image was also well received for its three-dimensional richness.

Feng Zixuan is the most popular among all the protagonists in Chen Ke's works, and the fan group named after him is also the most active reader.

If Chen Ke is allowed to keep writing, it will make Feng Zixuan shatter the void and become a martial god, which means that after he extracts this personality, he will completely eliminate it.

Together with a part of Chen Ke's inner feelings and memories, they disappear in the novel. No desire just means severing thoughts. To survive, he had to give up part of his feelings and memories.

This is why, when people see Chen Ke, they feel like an empty shell.

In order to preserve the whole, he had to get rid of the spoiled parts inside, and he did so neatly before it completely rotted and endangered the whole.

But here comes Saturday.

On Saturday, I inadvertently broke into Chen Ke's world, broke into the anti-theft chapter, met Feng Zixuan by accident.

He didn't know that Feng Zixuan was a split personality from Chen Ke. At the beginning, he just approached Feng Zixuan with the mentality of accumulating popularity, helped him cultivate, and helped him enter Class A. It brought Feng Zixuan a different fate from the original trajectory.

Saturday used trust and warmth to bring a warm memory to Feng Zixuan. Although there were twists and turns in the middle, Feng Zixuan in the anti-theft chapter is obviously much happier than the original Feng Zixuan in the main text.

He is also much happier than Chen Ke in reality.

Therefore, Feng Zixuan in the anti-theft chapter seems to have become "weak".

The strength gained after losing everything is actually very fragile. Feng Zixuan instinctively wants to escape the fate of losing everything, and he is gradually awakening. He realizes that what he really wants to become is not a strong person, he is just forced by fate. In that direction, if he has a choice, he hopes to spend a free and happy life with the people on Saturday and Hefengmen.

The life he yearns for is as beautiful as the memories Saturday gave him.

Being warmly protected by Saturday, Feng Zixuan did not become a god.

At the same time, what was melted by Saturday's gentleness was also Chen Ke's distorted psychology formed during the period when he just graduated. Casting a "strong man" beyond recognition - Chen Ke forced himself to integrate into society in this way, which caused a split personality and brought irreversible pain and injury.

But these, in the anti-theft chapter of "Urban Cultivation: The Counterattack of Wastewood", were all resolved by Saturday, unintentionally inserted willows, unintentionally, but brought the best results.

In fact, sometimes, unintentional actions can best prove a person's original character.

That's why, the more contact he has, the more Chen Ke likes Saturday.

Of course, now not only Chen Ke likes Saturdays, but also his other two personalities. Sometimes the other two personalities will keep urging him to do some outrageous things, and he has to force them to go offline—Close He has no right to use his body, five senses and six senses, and drives them to the depths of his subconscious.

Even so, Chen Ke still felt uneasy, so he went to the psychiatrist again, alone.

"There is a process for the fusion of personalities, and now they are in peace, so you don't have to worry too much." The psychologist told Chen Ke, "Is the writing counseling method still going on?"

Chen Ke didn't tell the psychiatrist that he had distorted the writing counseling method into another way. If the doctor knew that he not only "coached" his personality, but also tried to kill him in the novel, the doctor would probably be upset.

"Well, it's still going on." Chen Ke said.

"Then keep going," the doctor said with a smile. "I think it's still very effective. Your appearance is much better than before. Keep writing down your diary."

"Diary?" Chen Ke realized that the doctor thought that his "writing guidance" was keeping a diary—does the dream prose he wrote when he just graduated count?However, if those dream essays are seen by the doctor, the doctor will probably fry the pot too.

"Is anyone accompanying you?" The doctor asked with a smile, his eyes fell on Chen Ke's mobile phone. In the past, Chen Ke kept his mobile phone out of sight and rarely took it out to look at it, but today, during the chat , Chen Ke took out his phone and looked at it a dozen times.

"Well, it's considered... yes." Chen Ke said.

Zhou Yan accompanied him, which seemed unimaginable half a year ago, but now it has become a reality.Sometimes good things come so fast, hold on to hope, and keep going, maybe everything will be different.

"What the hell is this?" Saturday moved Chen Ke's notebook in front of him, staring at the jj comment interface with a light green background on the screen.

Passerby A scored 0:

What the hell was that Saturday in the anti-theft chapter? He took Feng Zixuan for something, seduced him again and again and was irresponsible. He was a green tea biao!

When others scold Chen Ke for his logic and scum, he can still maintain his objective rationality on Saturday. Let’s analyze whether this statement makes sense. However, when people scold him, he completely loses his objective rationality—— It's so objective and rational, I'm going to spray it back now.

On Saturday, I replied angrily, typing:

The benevolent sees benevolence, the biao sees bia[angry]

As a result, after the reply was sent out, instead of ordinary people's small black characters, it turned into a line of small green characters.

Saturday:? ?

Passerby A scored 0:

What the hell was that Saturday in the anti-theft chapter? He took Feng Zixuan for something, seduced him again and again and was irresponsible. He was a green tea biao!

Author reply:

The benevolent sees benevolence, the biao sees bia[angry]

……

I was taken aback on Saturday, and quickly withdrew from Chen Ke's author account and boarded my own skyscraper account.

Over there, someone in the Fengzixuan Global Fan Support Club immediately took a screenshot.

Enamel Cup: Hey, what did I see. [screenshot]

Er Meow: Wow, Lan Ke Dazhen is fighting for the male god on Saturday! ! ! !

Mo Dian Zhu Xuan: Lan Ke, this is also a fight!

Ah Ruanjiang: Immediately go to the top of Lan Keda!

[Administrator] Wufeng: The link is here [link], everyone go and strangle, strangle the landlord and count it as me! !

One person: Okay~

: sure~

iprin: Lan Keda's fighting skills are really not good, wait, Xiaosheng will pinch flowers for you!

[Administrator] Suifeng: Well, it's better not to pinch it, it becomes a topic of conversation and affects the appearance of the city.

Feisha: Can we swear when fighting?Civilized fights and sand sands don't know how to play~

[Administrator] Wufeng: Only by becoming a topic building can everyone who comes in admire that idiot... Ah, don't you think so!

[Administrator] Suifeng: Well, you can do whatever you want, I pretend I didn’t see it [smile]

[Administrator] Wufeng: Alright, come on, comrades! !

On Saturday, I quickly switched to Suifeng’s chat window, and typed a line in the input field:

I'm sorry, I registered the wrong number just now, and it wasn't Lanke Dazhen who was in the battle.

After reading it, I felt that this sentence might cause more problems on Saturday, so I deleted it again.

Thus, a bloody incident caused by a misunderstanding, the comment of this passer-by was pinched into the second tallest building after Feng Zixuan fan support club check-in building.

When Chen Ke came back, he saw Saturday sighing while scrolling through the comments.

Chen Ke couldn't help laughing and said, "Don't watch it if you don't like it, there are everyone on the Internet."

Saturday raised his head and said nervously: "No, no, there are still a lot of good reviews. At most, they scold me about the Virgin Mary and green tea..."

"I like you like this." Chen Ke said.

I was taken aback on Saturday, when did Chen Ke pass it so directly?Made him a little embarrassed.

However, having said that, Chen Ke is now more active and cheerful than before.

Although I don't quite understand why Chen Ke changed, but this change is good, so I didn't go into it on Saturday.

Chen Ke sat down beside Saturday: "How do you feel today?"

"Fine." Sat replied.

"Tomorrow, I will start to recover and go to the hospital."

"Rehabilitation?"

"Yes," Chen Ke paused, "It may be a little uncomfortable, but if you lie down for too long, your muscles will atrophy. Rehabilitation can bring you back to the normal walking state, and you will need a period of fitness after that. The Yunlei Road Fitness Club has issued an annual card for you, you can lift weights, run or swim there, there are not many people, so it’s refreshing to go for a morning swim in the morning.”

On Saturday, I felt that I had never been taken care of so carefully in my life, and I couldn't help being moved: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Chen Ke secretly heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't raise the issue of too long time for the annual fitness card on Saturday, maybe... he can try to keep Saturday?

"It must be possible." In his head, a voice said to Chen Ke, "If you take the initiative, you won't die. Now Aliu doesn't even know that you like him."

"...Don't force the senior." Another voice objected.

Chen Ke blasted the two personalities back into his subconscious again.

After the two of them had dinner, Chen Ke pushed Saturday into the yard, where the warm afternoon sun shone on his body. On weekdays, the community was very quiet.

"My money, are you useless?" Saturday asked.

"Do you want to buy a house in Oufeng Town?" Chen Ke asked.

Chen Ke suddenly asked about this on Saturday, which was a bit unexpected on Saturday.

"The houses there are very expensive. Now that the loan policy has changed again, I may not be able to afford so much money to buy a house there, but the houses there are really suitable for retirement." Saturday said with a smile, "There is a large lake when you go out. And green land, no noise, no big roads, I was thinking, if I retire in the future, I can live there until I die, it would be a good choice.”

"Well, you worked so hard to design so many buildings for city b, so city b should reward you with a house." Chen Ke said.

"No, no, many people have worked so hard for city b all their lives, and city b won't give them anything." Saturday sighed, the reality is so cruel.

After the walk, Chen Ke pushed Saturday back, passed the vegetable stall, and stopped for a while.

On Saturday, I watched a child staggeringly chase a puppy by the side of the road. Over there, Chen Ke had already bought vegetables and walked out of the vegetable stall.

Looking back on Saturday: "Buy so much? Have you finished eating?"

"Fresh," Chen Ke explained, "The batch I just got from Dongdao Farm is still stained with moisture from the sea."

"Very vivid," laughed Saturday, "As expected of a great writer."

Chen Ke smiled and shook his head.

"By the way," Saturday suddenly remembered, "Isn't "Urban Cultivation of the Trash" coming to an end soon?"

"Well, there are still three chapters left." Chen Ke said.

"No wonder... your comment section is so choked up now." Everyone is discussing the ending of the anti-theft chapter or the ending of the main text, which is the real ending.

The direction of the anti-theft badge, everything was fine at first, but in the end Feng Zixuan disappeared and was taken away by the gods on Saturday.

In the ending, there has never been anything Saturday, Feng Zixuan shattered the void and became a Valkyrie.

"Which one is the real ending..." Saturday muttered to himself.

Although Feng Zixuan's obsession was resolved, Saturday was very happy, but thinking of the moment when he disappeared into the air, Saturday still felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Which one do you want?" Chen Ke asked.

"I don't know... I hope he lives happily."

Chen Ke bent down, picked up Saturday, and put him on the sofa: "He is living happily, where you can't see him."