Routine rollover guide

The warm yellow light came on with the "click" of the switch, and the whole living room was lit up.

Humming a cheerful tune, Cen You put the bag on the ground, squatted in the shoe cabinet and took out two pairs of slippers.

Both pairs are pure white, except that one has cute carrots printed on it, making it look fluffy.

"Aren't you going to change your shoes?" Cen You asked curiously seeing him staring at his pair of carrot slippers.

Gu Shijuan came to his senses, raised his head and smiled: "No, I just think the entrance is well decorated."

Cen You glanced at the warm yellow shoe cabinet and the decorative cushion made of wooden ropes on it.Nodding with great self-satisfaction: "I arranged this myself."

"Actually, I arranged most of the places in the house, and I bought all the decorations..." Cen You chattered, carrying things into the kitchen.

After changing into his slippers, Gu Shijuan walked into the living room and looked around. The bright yellow sofa in the living room, the wooden round table, the dried flowers in the middle of the baby's breath, the decorative paintings on the wall, the room is clean and warm, everywhere It reflects the careful thinking of the owner of the house.A bit less like a traditional boys' room.

There were tinkling sounds and the sound of water flowing in the kitchen. Gu Shijuan went over to see that Cen You had already started to work on his own. The vegetables and short ribs to be used tonight had been separated, and the extra ingredients should be He put it in the refrigerator.Cen You was washing a handful of vegetables under the faucet.

Cen You looked very devoted and serious, and he was very skillful in handling vegetables.

"Do you need my help?" Gu Shijuan asked with a smile.

"No need, I can do it myself, just two vegetables." Cen You shook off the water droplets from the green vegetables, and put them on the nearby plate.

He really doesn't need help, he's already proficient.Moreover, judging from Gu Shijuan's saying that he often eats takeout, he probably doesn't know how to cook.Cen You thought silently.

Gu Shijuan didn't leave either, he looked at the same warm and lovely utensils in the kitchen, and the busy Cen You.

When bowing his head to choose dishes, Cen You's eyelashes drooped down like small brushes, soft and quiet.

He found it very strange that the words he used for Cen You were all words that he had never used to describe the cronies around him.

But it's not against harmony when used to describe Cen You, Gu Shijuan felt that this place was full of softness.

Cen You is like a little hamster returning to his warm tree hole full of sawdust, his belonging, his happiness.

"Okay, let's eat."

Cen You took off his beige apron, holding two dishes in his hands, and was setting them on the table.

The plate is printed with a little sun and the words "haveagoodday".

Gu Shijuan fell into silence and surprise when he saw the two dishes on the table with all kinds of colors.

The sweet and sour short ribs looked thick and sweet with a thick and sweet sauce, each piece was neatly arranged, and the white sesame seeds sprinkled on it looked very attractive.Stir-fried vegetables look clear and light, and smell very appetizing.

Cen You looked nervously at Gu Shijuan who was stunned by the dining table, and asked him cautiously, "Doesn't it look good?"

After reacting, Gu Shijuan sat down at the dining table, smiled softly, and his voice was a little hoarse: "No, it looks too good."

"Then try it quickly." Cen You handed over a pair of chopsticks with small flowers printed on them.

Gu Shijuan took the chopsticks, and under Cen You's expectant gaze, he picked up a piece of ribs and put it in his mouth.After eating a piece, he reservedly and appreciatively said: "It's delicious."

Although it is really delicious, Gu Shijuan still always remembers his noble temperament, even if he is now playing a poor college student who has to work every day.

"That's good! Eat more!" Cen You sat opposite him, picked up the chopsticks and ate with a smile on his face, and kept persuading Gu Shijuan to eat more.

The meal was almost done, Gu Shijuan originally proposed to wash the dishes by himself, but Cen You refused on the grounds that he had a dishwasher at home.Gu Shijuan helped him carry the dishes to the kitchen.

After washing his hands, Cen You ran to his room and took out the black sweater: "Here, it's finished."

Gu Shijuan reached out to take it, his peach blossom eyes slightly curved: "Thank you, then I'm leaving."

Cen You followed him to the door, not forgetting to instruct him tirelessly: "Senior, you have to learn to cook by yourself when you have time, it's really bad for your health to eat takeaway all the time."

His tone was very soft, and he spoke clearly, with a characteristic softness and stickiness.

When persuading people, it seems that kindergarten children are telling their classmates seriously: "Don't hit people."

"okay, I get it."

"Well, see you then."

After closing the door, the voice-activated lights in the corridor also dimmed. Gu Shijuan raised the corners of his mouth inexplicably in the darkness, thinking of Cen You's way of persuading him just now.

After Gu Shijuan left, Cen You went into the study with a cup of soaked lemon and honey water, and sat in front of the computer to routinely check private messages on Weibo and feedback on comics.

He has been drawing comics on Weibo intermittently since his freshman year. What he draws is a series of short-story comics in the same style.

It has always been that kind of youthful fighting style, with some lovely little thoughts incorporated into it.

Coupled with the cute painting style of Cen You's own Weibo, there is a cute contrast.So far, he has accumulated a group of regular fans.It's a little bit popular.

Cen You opened the private message, and several private messages with the same format popped out.

In addition to most of the fan direct messages, a small number are these that appear from time to time.

They are editors of some websites or publishing houses who want to sign him to write long-form serials.

Flipping through each article, Cen You slumped on his comfortable sofa chair a little tiredly, staring blankly with a glass straw in his mouth, and the news of several editors was lined up in the list.

Perhaps, he should really settle down and find an editor?Trying to draw a long series?

In the past, because I had just started college and my studies were relatively heavy, I didn't think about signing a contract. I just felt that I could paint happily.

However, he really wanted to be a full-time cartoonist after graduation, so it was time to consider signing a contract.

But picking which one to sign is also difficult.Some of those who came to invite him were new websites or new publishing houses, who faced the risk of running away and closing down anytime and anywhere.

Cen You tilted his head, rubbed his eyes staring at the computer screen for a long time, and sighed very emotionally.

It's like the feeling that a child who has not grown up is about to step into the society and become an adult.

Cen You, who gave up thinking, decided to find time to study it, and saw another familiar private message, which was a friend he knew from drawing cartoons.

He is also a cartoonist. Although he is only a little older than him, he already has 10,000+ fans and is a station master of a website.She is a cute girl who draws girl comics.

Although she is a cute girl, when the two first met, Cen You was taken aback by her passionate words of "I will have a cute son like you in the future!"

The other party sent him a private message.

[Huang Youyou: Little Squid, do you want to participate in that newcomer contest? 】

Rookie manga contest?Cen You really didn't know about it, he was only busy with moving and starting school recently.He sent a question mark to Huang Youyou, wanting to ask what was going on.

[Yang Youyou: Don't you know? 】

[Huang Youyou: I think you can give it a try. They are specifically for juvenile combat comics. Didn't you say that you have to be full-time after graduation? 】

【Dangyouyou: Screenshot】

Cen You opened the screenshot that was sent, and it showed the requirements for the competition: it was requested to submit a trial reading of a long story, and the number of pages was also given.

And the prizes of this competition: the top three selected by the review can sign a contract with the website, get the opportunity to publish a long story, and publish recommendations later.

Cen You knew about this website. It was very well-known in the industry, and it was regarded as a leader. It was established early and had a good reputation and popularity.

There are also paper media and publishing houses that cooperate offline.If you can sign the contract, it will really be a dream come true!

Cen You put down the honey and lemonade and thought for a while, bit his lower lip and sent her a message: I am considering whether to participate, after all, I have never drawn a novel.

In fact, he really wanted to try it, but looking at the deadline, it meant that he had to start thinking about it in a few days.

[Huang Youyou: Of course I want to participate!Mom is calling you! ! 】

Cen You felt that this "mother stalker" might be hard to get through, but he has always had a good temper, and he doesn't care much about things and what others call him, let alone the other party is a friend.

After chatting casually for a few more words, the two said goodbye to each other.

After turning off Weibo, Cen You began to think seriously about whether or not to participate in this question facing the computer.

So he decided to look at other people's participating works in previous years to see the style and understand.

Gu Shijuan received a call from home when he just got out of the elevator, he sighed, and felt that he knew the content of the call without even thinking about it.

His mother, Ji Chuying, must have said something: Ah Juan, let's go home for the weekend.Is the money enough? The [-] I gave you last week was too little, so let me add more.

And his father, Gu An, will definitely say: You are a senior, stop fooling around here.Hurry up and go abroad to gilt me ​​and then come back and inherit the family business.

"Mom..." Gu Shijuan had no choice but to pick it up, and called out casually.

On the opposite side, Ji Chuying maintained her reserved image of a lady today, and asked gently, "Ah Juan, are you coming back this weekend?"

As soon as the words fell, Gu An's voice came from next to him: "Where are you going to play at night? Stop hanging out with your group of cronies. You should also learn about the company."

The wind was a bit chilly at night, Gu Shijuan was still indifferent, as if he didn't hear Gu An's words, he responded in a low voice: "Go back..."

"That's good." Ji Chuying replied with a smile. Seeing that Gu An next to him was about to interrupt again, she quickly covered his mouth with her hand, and said good night to Gu Shijuan on the other end, and told him to go to bed early.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Shijuan smiled inexplicably.Probably the only one who can control his father for so many years is his mother.

Gu Shijuan, who had finished laughing, found a group from a bunch of messages on WeChat, and sent three words to Jiang Lan in it: go racing.

In fact, he doesn't like racing cars very much, he just wants to wake himself up.

Gu Shijuan's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were dim and unclear, his whole person had a kind of decadence and slack that was different from the daytime, and this was his original appearance.

Deviate from the orthodox in a peaceful life.

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