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

Hua Nao looked at the clean and neat young man in front of him. The feeling he gave him was completely different when he was awake and when he was in a coma. When those amber eyes looked over with a smile, for some reason, there was a sense of scrutiny. Inside, let the talker get nervous involuntarily, and he doesn't dare to look directly into the other person's eyes.

When he doesn't speak on Saturday, he often gives people a cold and cold impression. With his outstanding appearance, confident and sharp eyes, and a smile full of distance, he always feels that this young man is not simple and cannot be underestimated. You must be a top student in school, and you must be an elite when you get out of society—you guessed it right, it is indeed like this on Saturday.

However, Sat. is actually not that difficult to approach.

Saturday stretched out his hand and smiled at Huachao: "Hi, I'm Zhou Yan, Chen Ke's senior."

"Ah, you, hello, I'm an editor, and my screen name is Huachao, you can call me that."

After the habitual introduction, I only remembered it on Saturday. It seems that it is not just the relationship between the senior and the junior.

But at this time, I have to correct it again, it seems weird, don't worry about it, let's talk about it later, anyway, chatter will find out sooner or later.

Chen Ke's smile froze after hearing Saturday's introduction.

Don't you want others to know their relationship on Saturday?Why do you tell me that he is his senior?Although Hualao is a straight man, his acceptance is not low, otherwise he wouldn't be an editor of a danmei author.

Maybe...Saturdays are just out of habit.

Chen Ke knows that he shouldn't think too much, but his super brain power is not only very useful in constructing a world, but also very powerful in daily life, so that he has to split so many personalities to solve your own predicament.

No matter what, Saturday's decision is correct. If one day in the future, Saturday regrets it...then the two of them can return to the relationship between seniors and juniors. During school celebrations or class reunions, they will occasionally meet and sit till the end. have a meal together.

Chen Ke has already imagined that it has been 30 years since the breakup, and he just shook hands with Hua Nao on Saturday.

The chatter had already digested the fact that the vegetative state was awakened, he grinned, and showed a festive smile to Saturday: "Congratulations on your recovery! The boss has spent a lot of effort to take care of you in the past six months, and has been around you all day long." "The chatter pondered for a while, and then said, "If he has wronged you in any way, you can forgive him for the sake of taking care of you in the past six months."

Based on the name "Zhou Yan", Hualao has actually made up a series of plots related to the anti-theft chapter. Yes, he knows that Chen Ke once yelled Saturday in the anti-theft chapter, and Saturday's natal is Zhou Yan. Chen Ke even wrote that Chen Ke himself locked Zhou Yan in a small black room and wanted to do this and that... Ahem, I don’t know if Zhou Yan knows about these things, no matter what, it’s always wrong to apologize to him for the boss first Incorrect.

The boss and the assistant editor all have their own ulterior motives, and they are not in the same mind. On Saturday, I will look at this and that, and cough: "Why don't we go in and talk?"

Chen Ke then took out the key: "I'll open the door."

Talking chat this time, is still to lobby Chen Ke.

""The Overbearing President's Special Assistant" is about to start, and asking you to write another [-] words is not too much to ask, not to mention that you are now in the blank period. For online novel authors, the blank period is terrible , you have been empty for three months, does anyone know what you have written?"

"It was the first time I knew that I was entering the entertainment industry, and there was still a window of opportunity." Taking advantage of the chatter, Chen Ke peeled an apple for Saturday.

"Internet novel writers are of course in the entertainment industry, and ip is an upstream industry. Comics, film and television, and games are all waiting for you downstream, waiting for food." Hua Lao made an exaggerated gesture.

Listening to the two talking on Saturday, I found it very interesting, so I asked Chen Ke: "What is "The Overbearing President's Special Assistant" about?"

"The love story between President Ed and the assistant who wrote Xiao Huangwen." Hua Nao opened the script and read out the one-sentence introduction on the first page.

"Wow, it's very interesting." This sentence immediately aroused Saturday's interest.

"Yeah, it's very interesting, and the shooting cost is not high. The president of ed is a well-known playboy in the entertainment circle, but no one knows that he has ed. Cough, that's the obstacle. He runs an entertainment company , Indispensably, bees, waves and butterflies pounce on him, but he can manage to pass a leaf in the thousands of flowers without touching himself... I don’t need to tell you why. President Ed doesn’t even feel it when he watches live-action play, only Xiao Huangwen can After finding some feeling, he decided to raise a little Huangwen author by his side. The little Huangwen author who was unemployed and was about to starve to death at home accidentally submitted a resume, and was accepted by the president of the entertainment company, who asked him to go to work immediately. From then on A love story full of ups and downs..."

"Chat chatter, put down the script, you can go." Chen Ke interrupted chatter.

"Ah?" The chatter raised his head from the script, and saw Chen Ke staring at him with murderous eyes, he couldn't help swallowing, and put the script on the coffee table, "Then, boss, think again, this is a big good chance……"

"I see!" Chen Ke immediately took the script and put it out of reach on Saturday.

This is his dark history. It is shameful to be read out in front of Saturday by chatterboxes. If Saturday sees the content, there will be crude writing and childish language when he first wrote online articles. By the way, he may not be able to put on airs in front of the author on Saturdays in the future.

Seeing that Chen Ke was so eager to hide the script, Saturday's interest became even stronger.

"Well, can I ask, isn't this book finished? Is it for Chen Ke to write a side story?" Saturday asked.

Seeing something interesting to talk about, he hurriedly climbed up: "It's almost a side story, because the main text ended when the assistant confessed and the president kissed him. It ended too hastily. Everyone hoped to know what happened afterwards. To start filming online dramas, in order to gain popularity, the film and television company also hopes that the boss will continue to write, do not need to conceive the plot, just write some daily life."

"You don't need to conceive the plot?" Chen Ke shook his head, "Do you think that you don't need to conceive the plot in daily life? The amount of plot in the plot may not be as much as the daily plot of the same length."

"That's true...but the reason why daily life is easy to write is probably because everyone has a love experience, so just recall your original experience and enhance the drama." Talking to himself, he suddenly He slapped his head, "I almost forgot, the boss has never been in a relationship, it would be too bad, otherwise I would contribute some of my love experience—"

One minute later, Hua Lao was kicked out of Chen Ke's house.

The anti-theft door slammed shut in front of Hua Lao.

Hua Lao felt very wronged, he was just telling the truth, the boss had never been in a relationship, he really wanted to help the boss!

Chen Kehong left the chatterbox, and when he came back, he saw Saturday reading the script. He walked over, took the script out of Saturday's hand, and said, "What do you want to eat today?"

"...Don't you like this novel?" Saturday couldn't help but ask, Chen Ke generously let Saturday read "Urban Cultivation of the Trash" back then, but this "The Overbearing President's Special Assistant" Obviously, it sounds much more interesting than "Urban Cultivation: The Lost Firewood's Counterattack", but Chen Ke didn't show it to Saturday.

"I don't like it," Chen Ke sat down beside Saturday, "Everyone has a dark history."

"But I think it sounds very interesting, why do you think it is black history?" Saturday couldn't help but said, "Furthermore, being able to be seen by film and television companies means that it is recognized. At that time, you sold the copyright At the time, it was not as famous as it is now, which means that the book is indeed of excellent quality, so it was favored."

"...You think so?" Chen Ke looked at Saturday with a hint of joy in his expression.

"Of course." Saturday said with a smile, "And I think you should try the suggestion made by the film and television company. After all, you have already experienced love."

Chen Ke said softly: "I'm very happy." Then, he leaned close to Saturday's face, kissed the corner of his lips lightly, and quickly backed away.

On Saturday, my head buzzed, and I couldn't remember what I was talking about before.

Chen Ke finally broke through that distance and kissed him. Although this time was not even a kiss, it should be a good trend, right?

"correct."

Seeing Chen Ke getting up to cook, Saturday hurriedly called him to stop.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ke turned around.

"Why don't you ask me why you say it's your senior?" Saturday said.

"...Why?" Chen Ke didn't expect to bring up this matter on Saturday.

"It was just a matter of course at the time, just—by the way, how do you say we should introduce each other in the future?" Saturday said enthusiastically, "This is my boyfriend? Weird...is this my partner? Is it my lover? Is it my lover?"

"...anything is fine." Chen Ke stretched out his hand and stroked the broken hair on Saturday's forehead. This movement was very natural and intimate. If he hadn't been paying attention to the other person's face all the time, he would never have made such a movement casually.

Startled on Saturday, he looked up at Chen Ke. Chen Ke's eyes were so dark, as if they were deep into the distant night sky. He knew that Chen Ke's inner world was indeed as vast and encompassing as the universe. Apart from him, there might be no other person So really felt it.

"Do you like that?" Sat asked in a daze, Chen Ke leaned down, getting closer and closer to him, his heart was pounding, could it be that he was going to break through the distance, what happened...

In an instant, Saturday's mind flashed a very discordant image of the handsome young man and the beer belly uncle, and he repeated the poses of Mr. T and Mr. B at the beginning.

What the hell!

"Love." Chen Ke raised Saturday's face, and stroked his soft hair on the sideburns with his thumb.

Overwhelmed by the front on the sofa, when hot flashes of kisses sucked away all sanity, there was still a glimmer of sanity in Saturday's heart: Chen Ke really chose the old-fashioned title of "lover".as same as him.