God please don't procrastinate

Zhong Jingyu quickly took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo to check. His latest Weibo was to repost a preview of a video interview on a video website. Except for the four words "repost Weibo", there was no extra punctuation in the Weibo content.

After reading my own Weibo, I went to Sun Youxian's again. The latest one was to retweet the one above him. There was no text, and it was accompanied by a happy clapping emoji.

There is nothing wrong with reading a few posts ahead, but simply reposted his recent promotional Weibo.

Now Zhong Jingyu wondered: Did he guess wrong?What Sun Youxian read was not Weibo, what made him sigh was not Weibo but something else?

Zhong Jingyu, who couldn't hide the matter in his heart, finally chose to ask Sun Youxian face to face after holding back for a long time.

"Youxian." He called out leisurely, calling him back from his trance, reminding him, "The water is boiling."

Sun Youxian returned to his senses, glanced at the smoking kettle, blinked twice, and was still a little absent-mindedly pouring water to make tea. At this time, he heard Zhong Jingyu say, "I want tea too."

Looking up at Zhong Jingyu who was sitting at the dining table, Sun Youxian nodded, without saying a word, opened the cabinet door and took a cup to find tea, brewed tea and brought it to Zhong Jingyu.

"Master Zhong, the tea, be careful it's hot." Sun Youxian, who was about to turn back to the kitchen, was pulled back by Zhong Jingyu, motioning him to sit down on the chair next to him.

When Sun Youxian sat down obediently, Zhong Jingyu closed the computer used as a cover, got up and went to the kitchen to bring Sun Youxian's tea in front of him, then sat back to his seat just now, and said very firmly: "Youxian, you are not happy."

"No, how could I..." Faced with Zhong Jingyu's concerned eyes, Sun Youxian couldn't speak anymore, and he glanced away guiltily, but he didn't dare to look in Zhong Jingyu's direction.

"Why aren't you happy?" Zhong Jingyu paused for a while, considered his words, and continued, "I want to make you happy, you have to be happy all the time."

Sun Youxian's heart skipped a beat, it was so hot, his fluttering eyes finally returned to Zhong Jingyu, he was so moved that he could hardly find his tongue.

Male god, you are so warm, do you know it yourself?You always treat me like this, will I be your brainless fan for the rest of my life?Male god, I really want to confess my love to you, I want to love you for 1 years!

Although Zhong Jingyu couldn't hear Sun Youxian's confession that he couldn't stop loving him no matter how much he loved him, he could see the eyes of the other party who had obviously regained their vitality, he was slightly relieved, and the expression on his face also eased. Shao: "Youxian, if you have any troubles, you can tell me, I am willing to listen."

As soon as the words fell, Sun Youxian looked around again. Can he tell Zhong Jingyu that it is because you have been confessed too much by passers-by on the Internet, so I am not happy?

Of course not!

So Sun Youxian could only hem and haw, talking about him from left to right, trying to use his poor lying skills to change the topic.

However, he forgot that this skill of his is a scumbag in front of Zhong Jingyu, and it is impossible for a male god who is several ranks higher than him to be recruited: "Youxian..."

"Okay, okay, let me tell the truth." Zhong Jingyu called his name, and Sun Youxian disarmed and surrendered. While observing Zhong Jingyu's reaction with small eyes, he explained hesitantly, " You...have gained a lot of fans recently, many people, who haven't even read your book, are desperately saying...saying...like you or something, it's just...inexplicable..."

Zhong Jingyu quietly waited for Sun Youxian to squeeze toothpaste, and expressed his depression bit by bit, watching him with a hint of encouragement in his eyes.

And Sun Youxian seemed to really feel this power, and the complaints became more and more smooth: "Isn't it... I saw your interview and thought you were handsome, so I like your appearance. You are a writer and not a celebrity. , what's the matter with being liked by others?

The fans who really like you are because of the novels you wrote, not because of your handsome looks!If you think you look good today, you will be your fan, and tomorrow you will become someone else's fan if you think you are pleasing to the eye. This kind of confession of a superficial fan is really hypocritical and cheap! "

Seeing Sun Youxian's face filled with righteous indignation, Zhong Jingyu suddenly felt better, lowered his head, smiled secretly, restrained his laughter, and then raised his head and asked him: "So, are you unhappy? , Is it because I gained fans?"

"Of course not!" Sun Youxian retorted without hesitation.

"Hmm... is that because the fans said they like me?"

"When...of course...not!" Sun Youxian continued to refute, but his confidence was a little lacking.

"So...you are unhappy because you are actually jealous?"

"Absolutely... Absolutely not!" Although Zhong Jingyu may have accidentally told the truth, how could Sun Youxian admit such a shameful thing?You must be stubborn! "Zhong...Young Master Zhong, don't make trouble!"

Zhong Jingyu stretched out his "magic claws" to Sun Youxian's head, rubbed his hair into a bird's nest in a rare childish way, and then looked at Sun Youxian's helpless and tolerant expression, feeling extremely satisfied in his heart.

"Youxian." He withdrew his clumsy left hand and said in a soft voice, "I said before that writing is sometimes a very lonely road. In fact, the reverse is also the same. It is also a lonely thing for book fans to like an author. .

For that author, this liking is just one of many likings. This author may never know in his life that there is such a book fan who likes him so much.

Therefore, it doesn't make much difference to me how much these fans like me, or whether they say they like me.

Maybe you think my words are too heartless, but just as you said, today they will like me because of my looks, and tomorrow they may leave me because of other people’s handsomeness. In this case, for such fans, Why should I really care?

I... am not an author who is good at communicating with fans, but who are my real fans, I have always been very clear in my heart. "

As he spoke, Zhong Jingyu clenched his right hand and lightly tapped his left chest twice.

Sun Youxian suddenly understood because of these words, and he also understood that his thoughts were overkill.Zhong Jingyu is not an inexperienced brat, how could he be fooled by a few words of "I love you, man god" from fans?My own heartache these days is simply mediocre.

Having figured this out, Sun Youxian finally showed his usual vigorous smile, and without thinking about Zhong Jingyu's compliments, he blurted out: "Male God, you are so good, I will love you for 1 years!"

Zhong Jingyu's face became hot all of a sudden——expression... Confession or something, who... actually said it regardless of the atmosphere of the occasion, Sun Youxian is... so unreserved!

No!

As the male god of the opponent, he absolutely cannot lose!

Therefore, Zhong Jingyu pretended to cough and cleared his throat, taking advantage of the opportunity to express his confession.

But before he opened his mouth, Sun Youxian stood up with a "swipe", put his hands on the dining table, looked at him with bright eyes, and asked, "Young Master Zhong, do you want to eat cheese egg tart?"

"Think." Zhong Chihuo Jingyu, whose confession was interrupted, answered the question reflexively.

After receiving the answer, Sun Youxian walked into the kitchen with brisk steps, gearing up to make egg tarts.

And Zhong Jingyu, who realized what he just said, touched his forehead a little bit.

Forget it, although I can't confess, but at least I will have cheese tarts later. The crispy outside and fragrant cheese tarts have not been eaten for a long time.

Zhong Jingyu, who had lifted the sss-level alert, was in a good mood. While thinking about cheese tarts, he picked up the laptop and went back to the study room, opened it, started the browser, found the webpage saved in the bookmark bar, and clicked.

The webpage quickly jumps to the famous Junren with Rolling Mushroom and cool hair in the inkwell.

Zhong Jingyu logged into his newly registered vest, and left a message at the bottom of the post: Reminder.

Concise and concise, noble and glamorous.

After closing the webpage and creating a new document, Zhong Jingyu began to create his first web article.

In fact, Zhong Jingyu wanted to write a martial arts article a long time ago, saying that every man has a martial arts dream in his heart, and Zhong Jingyu is no exception.

However, at that time, his "The Stranger" had just won an award, and it was the time when he was touted as the No. 1 suspense science fiction in China by the outside world. If he rewrote martial arts novels rashly, he would be under great pressure.

Zheng Shuo also advised him to suspend this plan, so he wrote the fan series instead. After going through many things, his martial arts novel plan was always delayed.

Now there is just such an opportunity, a brand new pen name and platform, Zhong Jingyu decided without hesitation to use it to fulfill his dream and start his era of martial arts novels.

Just when Zhong Jingyu's writing was full of thoughts and writing like a god, "This Road Is Nowhere" finally went on sale.

In view of Zhong Jingyu's popularity on the Internet recently, the sales of "This Road Is Nowhere" have been rising all the way. Not only did it reach Zheng Shuo's expected sales within a week of its release, but also the supply was in short supply. Zheng Shuo hurriedly reported to the company An application for reprinting has been submitted.

And the book fans who had been waiting for two years, after watching the ending of "This Road Is Nowhere", did as Sun Youxian expected, crying and wailing.

Among them, the ones who howl the loudest seem to be those girls who stand on the Internet with handsome or handsome names.

As a representative figure of these girls, Gun Gun Gu Liang has not stopped for a moment after watching the ending.

Gun Gun Guliang: I want to send blades to Young Master Zhong, how could Young Master Zhong treat my little Junjun like this?

Let me carry the banner of a famous man: What about the promised blessings and hardships?Meng Ming, you scumbag, actually killed Lu Junjie!

Mingjun Daqi rolled: AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhlyI've become a dog!I'm going to the toilet to cry!No mood to type!no update!How could Mingjun be ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Sun Youxian, who had already been hit in advance, was very calm at this time. While browsing Weibo to see new complaints pouring out of the Internet, he sorted out "The Next Exit" published by Zhong Jingyu's new code.

Lu Junjie is not dead, you will know at the end of Chapter 1 of "The Next Exit", but it should be next year when you know, so spread your hands, ha ha.

Hmm... In fact, this kind of #宝宝知道，但宝宝就不说# mood... is still very dark.

Sun Youxian, who is very happy every day, puts all his enthusiasm into making cakes. He makes three cakes a day. It seems that he wants to make up for all the cakes that were pulled down because of a bad mood. Zhong Jingyu almost went crazy after eating. blood sugar.