Dense Fog

Now that Lin Wu saw these pink bubble comments, he has calmed down, what should he do?

Taking a screenshot of the chat between Wang Ye and Flamingo, Lin Wu cut out Weibo and sent the picture directly to Wang Ye's WeChat, knowing that the other party must not be asleep at this time.

Lin Wu: [screenshot]

Lin Wu: Did you draw someone's head portrait?

Sure enough, Wang Ye quickly replied: Yes.

Lin Wu hugged the quilt and lay on his side, frowning and typing: Why didn't you tell me.

Wang Ye: Not much money.

Lin Wu: It's not about money.This is the grand opening, you tell me I can still be happy with you.

Wechat was quiet for a while before returning the message.

Wang Ye: I wanted to say it at first, but I forgot when I got angry later.

Lin Wu was puzzled: Angry?

Wang Ye: The network cable saved him.

Lin Wu: ...

No need to ask, since Lin Wu knew that Wang Ye wanted to make money by drawing pictures, he went online to learn about the daily work of the painters, and he was able to fully comprehend Wang Ye's irascibility.

Lin Wu: Anyway, you still successfully submitted the map.

Lin Wu: [Touch your head, thank you for your hard work.jpg]

Wang Ye: Just adjust yourself, it's not too difficult.

Lin Wu went back and took a look at the screenshot of classmate Wang's flamingo... Are you sure it's not too difficult?

Lin Wu: How did you adjust it?

Wang Ye: I miss you.

Lin Wu: ...you don't need CP for business if we chat privately!

Wang Ye: Annoyed?

Lin Wu: That’s not true

Wang Ye: That's fine.

Lin Wu frowned, always feeling a subtle feeling of falling into a pit.

Habitually switch back to Weibo and swipe twice, and found that in just a short while, Wang Ye's number of fans has increased by more than [-], and the comments on the latest work have also continued to increase.

Lin Wu was suddenly a little proud, like the gold in his own home, which was finally discovered to be shining.

On the 509, Wang Ye just put down his phone and was about to wash his face and turn on the fan.

Unexpectedly, there was another "buzz".

Lin Wu: Draw me a picture if you have time, you can draw anything you want, you can use it freely.I don’t want it in vain, this is an appointment with you, otherwise it will be expensive to find you after you become popular in the future [Crackling Plan.jpg]

Wang Ye raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

The morning breeze blows into 509, dispelling the sweltering heat and bringing a burst of coolness.

Wang Ye leaned against the window and replied: How much do you plan to pay for the manuscript?

Lin Wu: Tell me, I will never bargain [The Confidence of the Gold Master.jpg]

Wang Ye: Find a place where no one is around, wake up for an hour and let me rub it.

Lin Wu: ...

Wang Ye: no

Lin Wu: You also know it won't work!

Wang Ye: At least three hours.

As the school celebration approaches, the temperature is also rising day by day. Walking on the road without tree shade at noon, the distance is slightly blurred, because the evaporated water vapor on the ground shakes the vision.

Fortunately, most of Lin Wu went out to act in the evening, and the rehearsal of the class drama had come to an end—the program list for the school party was not included, but the college said that this program was excellent from the stage to the performance, from the connotation to the style, and it was a pity to waste it , So I decided to include it in the program list of the Orientation Party of the School of Environment for the next semester in advance.

In any case, the hard work of the whole class has paid off. As one of the screenwriters, Lin Wu is very happy.

He is free here, but Wang Ye is getting more and more busy, soliciting manuscripts one after another, although they are all "small" works like head portraits or simple materials, but "you can't go a thousand miles without accumulating steps"—this is the word It was quoted by Li Junchi. When it comes to making money, Li has an endless reserve of knowledge.

This weekend, the sunset is like fire.

Lin Wu got up an hour earlier, went to the cafeteria to finish his meal, and received the message as soon as he returned to the dormitory.

Wang Ye: Have you eaten yet?

Lin Wu: ... just finished eating.

Wang Ye: Oh.

Lin Wu: I thought you still ate in the dormitory.

Wang Ye: I just finished one painting, and I happened to go out to get some fresh air.

Lin Wu: That’s right. I’ve long wanted to say that Rome wasn’t built in a day, nor was the painting finished in a day. You should rest when you should, and don’t put too much pressure on yourself.

Wang Ye: I wanted to say it a long time ago, why didn't you say it?

Lin Wu: ...

Lin Wu: Aren't you afraid of affecting your creative enthusiasm?

Wang Ye: In the future, I will feel sorry for such things, so I will tell you in time, and if there is any delay in deducting money.

Lin Wu: Withholding money?Do I have a passbook with you, or am I bound to a bank card with you? [Tch, just blow it.jpg]

Wang Ye: Author fees.

Lin Wu: What?

Wang Ye: The royalties for painting.

Lin Wu: What does your manuscript fee have to do with me?

Wang Ye: From now on, it will be yours.

Wang Ye:?

Wang Ye: What about people?

Lin Wu: [Can you speak seriously.jpg]

Wang Ye: [Am I serious.jpg]

Lin Wu: [The people who fry CP are not serious! .jpg]

Wang Ye: Do you know who was the last one to post this emoji?

Lin Wu: Can this kind of emoji be hit?

Wang Ye: You are a big fan. In your comment section, you say that I am not serious, which affects your study.

Lin Wu: ...and then?

Wang Ye: It's really fragrant now.

That night, Lin Wu didn't realize it until he was scrolling on Weibo while lying on the bed. He didn't need to worry that Wang Ye was "stressed". How much work?No matter how much stress is relieved, okay?

Now as long as Lin Wu posts on Weibo, the comments below will inevitably be divided into two factions, one group is eagerly waiting for the candy to focus on CP, and the other group is heartbroken and depraved and embarked on the road of no return in love.

No, he was 20 years old, how could it be impossible to fall in love?

Why?Wait a minute, he and Wang Ye have no love at all!

This day, the comments have been fascinated by his ears and eyes, and he almost believes it himself.

Lin Wu resolutely quit Weibo and switched to an on-campus forum, deciding to empty his mind on campus gossip.

Subject: I like a boy, I really want to confess, but I am worried that he doesn't like girls who are too active...

Topic: In those years when I was the goddess' spare tire, I would like to remind the brothers who will come later...

Subject: I am with the person I have been secretly in love with, please bless...

After swiping down the homepage, the topic of a post has nothing to do with the love of the poster.

Topic: The CP I knocked on is real...

Is it because the weather is hot recently so everyone is restless?Lin Wu stared blankly at the fan above his head, letting the small wind blow his hair on his forehead.Why is the whole world full of pink bubbles!

But being stuffed with dog food by the whole world is better than knocking out his own fake candy. Lin Wu finally decided to stay in the school forum.

But he never expected that he would see a familiar ID in the first post.

Subject: I like a boy, I really want to confess, but I am worried...

[23th floor]

Prince-509: If you like it, go after it.

And then the second post -

Topic: Those years when I was a goddess spare tire...

[31th floor]

Prince-509: You will meet better ones.

The third post——

Subject: I am with the person I have been secretly in love with, please bless...

[75th floor]

Prince-509: A happy marriage for a hundred years.

No. I don’t know how many posts——

Topic: The CP I knocked on is real...

[16th floor]

Prince-509: Congratulations.

Lin Wu: "..." Classmate, how free are you!

Because too many things happened in succession this semester, Lin Wu seldom went to the forum. Only after this brushing did he realize that Wang Ye-509 was active in the forum like a fake account.

As a result, this helped him to gain a lot of popularity, or to say that he got a lot of acquaintances, so that in a certain post, when there were so many people replying to the question that everyone had no interest in discussing the question of the poster, they even discussed Wang Ye. .

Floor 111: Did you meet any happy event recently? @wangye-509

The 112th floor replied to the 111th floor: Stop @, you @ three times and people ignored you.

Floor 113 replied to floor 111: I will answer for him, it must be, otherwise can the painting style change suddenly.

The 114th floor replied to the 111th floor: What are you talking about, why can’t I understand?

The 115th floor replied to the 114th floor: Wangye-509, who has been in this section for a long time in cute pet posts, known as the thumb of the devil, love ghosts worry about it.

The 116th floor replied to the 115th floor: I am 114, what you said made me even more confused...

Reply from floor 117 to floor 116: Because he went through all the cute pet posts (no matter how old) in the forum, and replied [thumbs.

The 118th floor replied to the 117th floor: What does that have to do with love?

Reply from floor 119 to floor 117: Later, there were no cute pet stickers, which was a disaster, and he switched to emotional stickers, always persuading differences rather than persuading reconciliation, advocating that anyone can live without being in love, and it is better to pet cats and dogs than to fall in love.

Reply from floor 120 to floor 119: I saw him in several posts just now, it doesn’t seem like this style of painting, it’s very heartwarming and positive? ?

Reply from floor 121 to floor 120: So he must be in a relationship, but he doesn't know who has fallen into his clutches.

Lin Wu brushed the post to the end in one go.

Originally, I was holding the mentality of watching the excitement, but at the end, I was inexplicably a little panicked.Because what these people said was well-founded, and there were pictures showing the truth, I intercepted a bunch of Wang Ye's previous replies and messages, and Lin Wu wanted to beat him up for Cupid after reading it.

So, is Wang Ye really in love?

How can it be!

Not to mention that Wang Ye didn't have time this time, but looking at the whole semester, he spent most of the time hanging out with Wang Ye, and he didn't find any such signs at all.

Moreover, thinking that Wang Ye might fall in love... Lin Wu felt a little depressed as he touched his heart.

"Lin Wu, what's wrong with you?" Ren Feiyu, who had been doing homework at the desk all night, looked up and asked strangely.

Lin Wu propped up his upper body and poked his head out of the bed to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Xia Yang, who was swiping his phone on the bed, glanced over: "Brother, you have been rolling on the bed like a pancake all night, and the earthquake was not as loud as yours, and you didn't feel it?"

Lin Wu blinked blankly: "Is there?"

Ren Feiyu and Xia Yang nodded together.

Lin Wu had no impression at all, but the witness's words were convincing.

"Maybe it's too hot?" He couldn't think of any other reason.

Xia Yang looked at him thoughtfully for a while, then shook his head: "No, why do I feel that you are angry."

Lin Wu: "..."

Some things can’t be thought about, once you think about it, it’s endless, even when you don’t want to care about it, it will come to you by accident.

For example, when late at night, the 333 brothers are all asleep, Lin Wu, who temporarily gave up Weibo and then gave up the forum, was reading academic discussion posts in a well-known question and answer app, and saw a term that he didn’t understand, and wanted to open the web search, but Going back to the desktop of the mobile phone, I clicked on the icon of "Book Mountain Shabby Room" inexplicably, and the action was very smooth and smooth.

In this way, the school forum interface once again occupied the mobile phone screen.

It only took Lin Wu three seconds to quit decisively, but a new post on the front page had already been printed in his mind——

Topic: I have a friend who is going to fall in love with his best brother. As a dog-headed military strategist, should I do my best to make plans?