Misunderstanding of Immortals

Ouyang Wei, 24 years old this year, has a good appearance, excellent character, unity and friendship, enthusiasm and generosity. He is currently working in an educational publishing house and is an editor of teaching materials for postgraduate entrance examinations.

With the editor's salary, Ouyang Wei struggled to provide for a small two-bedroom apartment outside the Fourth Ring Road.Ouyang's parents cut off contact with Ouyang Wei long after he came out.The old couple lived in a small county in the south. They were both middle school teachers and devoted themselves to Ouyang Wei's younger brother.

As an upright gay, Ouyang Wei has no plans to get married and have children. His life is a bit aimless, but it is easier than his peers.He usually goes to work, saves some books for the publishing house in his spare time, gives tutoring classes for postgraduate entrance examination classes, and earns some extra money.On weekends, he often takes the bus to the botanical garden in the suburbs to breathe the fresh air, read a book, and spend a leisurely day.

Such a poor but peaceful life was completely broken after her best friend Song Xian moved in as a roommate.

Song Xian and Ouyang Wei are childhood sweethearts, and Song Xian even had milk from Ouyang's mother.When Ouyang Wei was in junior high school, he fell in love with the captain of the school basketball team at the same time as Song Xian, and only then did he realize that his sexual orientation was different from other boys.He literally pissed off.It was Song Xian who comforted Ouyang Wei and kept the secret for him.For the great friendship, she even rejected the basketball captain's confession.

And "I rejected my first love for you" became the most common excuse Song Xian used when asking Ouyang Wei for help.For example, this time, she resolutely quit her job in her hometown, kicked off the blind date man, went north with her bag, and knocked on Ouyang Wei's door.Facing Ouyang Wei's almost dislocated jaw, she threw out this sentence again.Ouyang Wei closed his mouth, obediently opened the door and let her in.

Ouyang Wei stared at the book with a gorgeous cover in his hand, swallowed with an expression of tonsillar speaking, and looked at Song Xian.

"Just to write this book... The Peerless Immortal Concubine of Overlord Love... you actually resigned?"

"Of course it's not just for writing this one!" Song Xian said while cutting her toenails, "This is the second novel I wrote. The first one hit the market. Then I used my professional skills to write After conducting in-depth and detailed market research and finding out the hot spots that are most popular with readers today, I created this book you are holding!"

"How much money did you make?" Ouyang Wei read the book over and over again, like a gorilla holding a mobile phone.

Song Xian proudly said a number, "Write this book as if I had been working in that crappy unit for two years."

Ouyang Wei almost dropped the book on the ground, "Didn't you add an extra zero?"

Angrily, Song Xian threw the cut toenails at him.

"Wrong! I was wrong!" Ouyang Wei hurriedly hid behind the sofa, "You didn't even work as a civil servant in order to write a book? What if you don't make money for the next book?"

Song Xian disapproved, "Mother, I have figured out the laws of the market now, catering to readers' creations, in the future I can only get better and better. If they want love, I will give them the most soul-stirring love; if they want a handsome guy, I will give them the most handsome man in the world." If they want blood and abuse, I will let the plot twist and turn and never give up! Tell me how a talented, hardworking, simple, smart and beautiful intellectual woman like me can squat in that dilapidated county statistics Fill out a form in the bureau, marry a bald, pockmarked, 1.6-meter-five teacher from the Education Bureau, have two stupid children, and live a lifetime? How can I?"

Song Xian's voice was deafening, and Ouyang Wei's ears were buzzing.

"Yes, yes. I also think that the man introduced by your cousin is too disrespectful." Ouyang Wei nodded again and again, "It is said that a blind date can best reflect your image in the eyes of the introducer. Think about it, you are in the eyes of your cousin In my heart, I look like that macaque spirit. If it were me, this relative would not be able to continue doing this."

"Macaque spirit!" Song Xian patted the coffee table and laughed, "Let's not talk about those crap. I must take advantage of these few years to write a few more books to make a fortune. After returning to my hometown to buy a house, I still have money left over." Take care of a little boy. Come on, help me take a look."

"I'm an English editor." Ouyang Wei held the romance novel with a sad face.

"Aren't you Chinese, don't you recognize Chinese characters?" Song Xian insisted, "My book is being voted on the website, and I need readers to write long reviews, and it can't be flooded. You read it quickly, and write ten words to me after reading it." Long review. Remember to use a different account! You helped me grab the best recommendation award this month, and I will pay you to find a handsome duck."

"There's no need for a duck..."

Ouyang Wei had no choice, and was worried that Song Xian would have no stable income now, and if the book did not sell well, she would really be poor.He treated Song Xian as his own younger sister, and he would be willing to keep her, let alone help her grab a bonus.

So Ouyang Wei honestly opened the book.

The first sentence of the book reads: "Fengzhen saw Ouyang Huan for the first time, and the radiance on Yunluo Peak was overwhelming. Ouyang Huan's beautiful figure was like a fairy about to fly into the sky in the light, and there was a refined and beautiful atmosphere around her... ..."

Ouyang Wei shook off the goose bumps on his body, and asked modestly: "Xian, don't you think the names of the hero and heroine are familiar?"

"Is there?" Song Xian painted her nails with indifference, "I don't study much and I don't have any education. Don't fool me."

Ouyang Wei had nothing to say, so he had to continue reading.

In fact, although the text of this book is too sensational and gorgeous, the storyline is quite interesting.Ouyang Wei endured the physiological reaction, and actually read it from beginning to end at the speed of ten lines at a glance.

The story is about two major cultivating families. In order to save his dying son, the patriarch of A family designed to take away the golden core of the male lead of the B family.For this reason, the hero fell to the bottom and suffered a lot.Afterwards, the male protagonist worked hard to restore his cultivation, came back to take revenge, and bloodbathed the A family.But the daughter of patriarch A fell in love with the hero again by mistake.So the two protagonists tortured each other for hatred and love, and entangled more than 20 words.

Song Xian poured all her dog's blood on the two protagonists, and they separated and reunited because of various misunderstandings and hypocrisy.Today the two kissed in public and loved each other, but tomorrow the female lead stabbed the male lead with a sword.The hero loves the heroine to death at one moment, and tortures the heroine to death the next moment.

In Ouyang Wei's view, the whole book is just a group of idiots watching two lunatics fall in love.The person who wrote the book is probably the director of the mental hospital.

At the end, the heroine and the heroine broke up because of the villain's provocation, and the heroine left alone with the hero's child.

"No more?" Ouyang Wei asked.

"This is the upper part." Song Xian said, "There are also the middle and lower parts. The middle part is in the printing process, and I haven't finished the second part yet."

Ouyang Wei couldn't understand that such a piece of crap could produce three books, but for the sake of personal safety, he didn't ask this question.

"Hurry up and write a long review!" Song Xian pushed the notebook in front of Ouyang Wei, "It must be 600 words, and it must be touching!"

After Song Xian assigned the task, she hummed a song and went to take a bath.

Ouyang Wei thought for a while, and typed seriously: "If you are in love, you shouldn't kill each other."

Ouyang Wei's point of view is simple: Since they are in love, they will not kill each other.People who love each other will always find a solution to conflicts.And judging from the text, the two of them don't even have basic trust in each other, and a random passer-by who says something unfounded can provoke the relationship between the two of them.People in love don't do that.Love is trust.

Ouyang Wei was born in liberal arts, and he wrote 600 words quickly and sent it out.

He poured a glass of water and came back, and there was an immediate reply under the long comment.

Some readers disdainfully said that the host is the one who doesn't understand love at all, and is too naive to be a human being.Where in the world is there such a perfect relationship.

Some readers agreed with Ouyang Wei's point of view, saying that the heroine will definitely end up with the male partner, and they are true love.

Then the two groups of readers who supported the male protagonist and the male supporting role began to tear up under the long comment, dragging the topic eight thousand miles away.

Ouyang Wei couldn't help but laugh, "What is true love? True love is like a ghost. It is always said by people, but no one has ever seen it."

Ouyang Wei saw that Song Xian hadn't finished washing, so he wrote another long comment titled "Love is Respect".

He feels that the hero and heroine don't respect each other, and they want to impose their will on each other from the beginning to the end, so that the other party obeys him.On the one hand, the hero tortures and insults the heroine, and on the other hand, he complains that her love for him is not firm and pure enough.The heroine is also constantly interrupted, she can go away several times, but she just doesn't.I sent it to my door and was ruined, and I was also blamed for my bad life.

As soon as this long comment was posted, the bottom immediately exploded.Readers almost overwhelmingly began to scold him.

——The host is an idiot, he came here to talk nonsense without even understanding the book.Do you know the love-hate relationship between the hero and the heroine?

——The host must have never been in a relationship before. I don’t know how tormenting that kind of feeling that you know is impossible but you just can’t give up!

——What is disrespect?For the sake of the female lead, the male lead destroyed the XX family who bullied her, and punished the female partner who looked down on her. Doesn’t this mean that he loves her and respects her? "I will kill anyone who insults you!" It's so cute~~~~——I also think the heroine is too flirtatious and honest.I said countless times that I can't love the male lead, but the male lead just waved his finger, and obediently went up to kneel and lick again!

——The upstairs is the female watch!We Huanhuan because we love too deeply!I beg the author to abuse Fengzhen greatly and severely! !Torture this scumbag to death!

——Feng Zhen is good enough to Ouyang Huan.Ouyang Huan committed suicide!

"How's it going?" Song Xian came out of the bathroom.

Ouyang Wei quickly closed his notebook, "It's pretty good, I've written two articles. I'll continue tomorrow! Hehe..."

Song Xian didn't suspect him, so she went back to her room to put on the mask.

Ouyang Wei went into his room with his notebook in his hands, opened it, and found that there were nearly fifty quarrel messages under the long comment.He knew that he had caused trouble, and Song Xian would definitely roar tomorrow.So he hurriedly added another long review, bragging to the best of his ability, praising the love of the two protagonists like a model play, and the author's writing style is even more amazing and brilliant, all the cannon fodder that fell on the road of their love. It was his own death.In the end, I imitated Loli's tone, looking forward to the early release of the next two books.

After posting this long comment, Ouyang Wei decisively shut down the phone and went to bed.

In the dream, the male protagonist with a blurry face but hot muscles said to the female protagonist in a cool and domineering tone: "You Ouyang Huan is my man in life, and my ghost in death. I want everyone in the cultivation world to know that I This saint has been taken over by you!"

Ouyang Wei couldn't help but whispered beside him: "Can you talk well..."

The male protagonist suddenly turned his head towards him, and said in a weird electronically synthesized voice: "Youcanyouup!"

"What?" Ouyang Wei was puzzled.

At this moment, a dazzling white light illuminated the entire field of vision.Ouyang Wei only felt that his body was pulled by a huge force, he was dizzy, and then lost consciousness.