On the Collapse of a Fantasy Writer's World View

Mingyue Zhao Dajiang called again, and Tang Xiaochuan answered the phone with a troubled expression.

"Why did you hang up all of a sudden? What's going on with you and God Canghai?"

Tang Xiaochuan scratched his face: "I don't know either...we don't know each other well."

"Unfamiliar? Then why did he help you?"

Tang Xiaochuan smiled dryly: "I want to know more than you."

"Well, no matter why he wants to help you, in short, the trend of public opinion has changed now, and there are more people who support you! The Great God really deserves to be a Great God!"

Tang Xiaochuan paused for a moment, and could only smile wryly: "The great god is the great god." No matter how he explained it, he couldn't argue with it. A long microblog of thousands of words would not be able to exchange a few people who really trusted him, but Tao Huaian's microblog of a word Bo has made so many people undecided. Is this the difference between Pujie Xiaotrans and Dashen?

After hanging up the phone, Tang Xiaochuan turned his head and went into the study regardless of the fact that the hot dumplings had just come out of the pot.

In the study room, the panda cub is lying on the desk, trying hard to press the keyboard with two short chubby paws, but because the paws are too small and short, it struggles to type every word. The feeling of insufficiency is obviously very annoying, and the little milk bear is so angry that its tail is raised.

"Hey, you..." Tang Xiaochuan paused, "Tao Huaian, you...you know?"

It turned out that Tao Huaian already knew that he was Baichuanguihai!

and so……

"You really peeked at my phone just now!"

Tao Huaian was very calm: "I accidentally saw it."

"In short, you just saw it!" Tang Xiaochuan was very depressed. He actually dropped his vest in front of the guy he hated the most at his worst time. Is there anything worse and more annoying than this?

Tao Huaian paused, and unexpectedly apologized to Tang Xiaochuan: "...I'm sorry."

Tang Xiaochuan didn't expect Tao Huaian to apologize so readily, the words stuck in his throat, he choked, and after a while, he became even more depressed: "Forget it, I've seen it all, it's okay to pursue it now Meaning, but why are you speaking for me?"

Tao Huaian said lightly, "It's a thank you gift."

"Thank you? Because I helped you?" Tang Xiaochuan smiled wryly, "Do you believe that I am innocent? Do you believe that I did not copy Bailu as frost? Do you believe that I really accidentally lost my outline and the manuscript I saved?" U disk?"

"I believe you." Tao Huaian said.

Tang Xiaochuan paused, incredulous: "Why? We've only known each other for a few hours."

"No reason."

Tang Xiaochuan choked again, but Tao Huai'an obviously didn't want to give a reason, and it was pointless for him to get to the bottom of it, so he gave up the idea of ​​asking: "Well, I owe you a favor this time, but I Want to say, my U disk is not black, but white."

"That Tianya with Sword is your friend? He took your USB flash drive?" Tao Huaian suddenly changed the topic.

"Do you still know the end of the world with swords?" Tang Xiaochuan was even more surprised, but he soon realized that the reason why Tao Huaian was so aware of the mess between him and Bai Lu Weishuang must have paid attention to it before. "You are a great god, you still gossip like this... Yes, he is my friend, and I lost my U disk at his house."

Then Tang Xiaochuan watched helplessly as the panda cub rolled his eyes: "Why do you pick up friends in the garbage dump?"

"In the garbage dump..." Tang Xiaochuan's mouth twitched, "We've known each other for seven or eight years, and he wasn't like this before... Forget it, I don't know people well."

"It seems that you are not my fan." Tao Huaian said slowly.

Tang Xiaochuan rolled his eyes: "Do you really think that everyone in the world is your fan?"

Tao Huai'an didn't continue this topic, he paused, and then said: "It doesn't matter whether your USB flash drive is black or white, anyway, I've 'seen' it, unless I use the sword to prove that I didn't" I've seen 'that USB flash drive, and I ran out and said that the USB flash drive wasn't black at all."

But here comes the problem, Zhanjian Tianya just posted on Weibo before claiming that he has never seen Tang Xiaochuan's USB flash drive, so how could he know what color Tang Xiaochuan's USB flash drive is?

When Tang Xiaochuan realized it, he couldn't laugh or cry, but Tao Huai'an's words were true. It doesn't matter what color the USB flash drive is, what matters is whether it exists or not. The possibility of disk existence is much greater. Although Mingyuezhao Dajiang and the others also stood up to speak for Tang Xiaochuan before, but firstly, they are also little-known little transparent writers, and what they say is of little weight. Secondly, they and Tang Xiaochuan Xiao Chuan is a good gay friend to begin with, and the credibility of what a gay friend speaks for a gay friend seems to have to be compromised.

But Tao Huaian is different. As a great god with tens of millions of fans, he has a great reputation and influence. Naturally, he has to be responsible for what he said. Once he is exposed and lied, not only his image will be damaged, but his All kinds of black fans and opponents will probably take the opportunity to add insult to injury. With so many eyes staring at him, how could he not be cautious in his words and deeds?

"You are too bold," Tang Xiaochuan shook his head, "You are obviously not familiar with me, yet you dare to say that, are you not afraid that I will lie to you?"

"I trust my intuition." Tao Huaian said flatly.

Tang Xiaochuan's mood suddenly became a little complicated. If it was explained that Yuezhao Dajiang believed him because they had known him for many years, but Tao Huaian and him only knew each other for a few hours, why would they want to believe him?Just because of intuition?

With Tao Huaian like this, how could he hate him as generously and unscrupulously as before?

Tang Xiaochuan had thousands of words in his mind, but until the end, he could only squeeze out a sentence: "I ordered a lot of dumplings, do you want to eat?"

"What stuffing?"

"Three delicacies."

Tao Huaian hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Tang Xiaochuan was a little surprised: "Pandas eat dumplings?"

"I've grown up."

"That means you don't have to eat bamboo?" Tang Xiaochuan breathed a sigh of relief, "If you want to eat bamboo, then I can't do anything! I heard that pandas eat dozens of catties of bamboo a day. Where can I find so many bamboos for you? No wonder you are national treasures, how can ordinary people afford it!" Although he often left messages under various cute panda pictures that he wanted to steal pandas, even if he really succeeded, he would I can't afford it at all!

Tang Xiaochuan took a small bowl with a shallow bottom, put some dumplings in it, put it on the stool, and then bent down to pick up the panda cub and put it on the stool.

"If you let you eat on your stomach, you'd be too dog-like, but if you put it on the table, I'm afraid you'll lose your hair, and the hair will fly into the bowl..." He rubbed his nose and explained.

The panda cub snorted: "I don't shed my hair!"