After wearing the book, the richest man became my diehard fan

Wen Zong went to the library early the next morning. He read books all day and borrowed two more books for reference. It was almost eight o'clock when he got home at night.

Aunt Yao asked him if he had eaten with concern. Wen Zong said that he had eaten at the salad shop, and handed her the dim sum he brought back: "Aunt Yao, this is for you. Their dim sum tastes pretty good."

"Oh, bring me something to eat." Aunt Yao was reluctant to take it, "Master, you can just keep it for yourself. I am too old to eat too sweet things."

"It's not sweet, but the taste is just right." Wen Zong knew that Aunt Yao was arranged by Wen Huahui to take care of him here. During this time, the other party has been doing her best, and even learned how to cook nutritious meals from the chef of Wen's family. To repay the other party, it's just a snack, and where is Jingui, "Aunt Yao, try it, I already ate it on the way back."

Aunt Yao didn't continue to refuse, and happily accepted Wen Zong's kindness.

After returning to the room, Wen Zong took a shower, poured another basin of hot water, and soaked his feet for a while, trying to relieve the soreness in his calves.

Although he stayed in the library all the time today, he often stood there looking for books. After a long time, his body still couldn't bear it.

When the soreness in the calf gradually subsided, Wen Zong turned on the computer and converted all the content he had conceived into words, and before he knew it, it was ten o'clock.

Satisfied, Wen put the article into the manuscript box, took a deep breath, and opened the comment area with a slightly apprehensive mood. When he saw the familiar "1011976" appearing, his eyes lit up!

The other party not only appeared, but also gave him "braised pork ribs". Most importantly, this person praised him for his good writing!

There are many other people in the comment area who are also praising the good-looking ones, but Wen Zong just feels that "1011976" is different.

This person is his first reader who followed up on the classics, the first reader who gave him "Braised Pork Ribs", the first reader who left a comment, taking up all the first time, it is special to him of.

Wen Zong was very happy, the corners of his mouth were almost behind his ears, he not only replied to the message "1011976", but also sent him a big red envelope.

The author replied to 1011976: Thank you for your liking, and the red envelope will be delivered~

Wen Zong couldn't restrain the urge to share happiness with others, and grabbed all the readers under the comment section of the latest chapter that day, and sent them all a red envelope, but the amount was not as large as that given to 1011976.

Afterwards, Wen Zong discovered that the small text message icon on the web page kept jumping up and down, showing that he had an unread message.

In the past, Wen Zong would quit after reading the comments after posting an article. He hardly paid attention to these extra functions. Today, he still finds it quite strange.

Clicking on the text message on the site, he found that the sender was "1011976", and the other party wanted to add him as a friend!

Wen Zong had never done such things as online chatting before, especially when others were in the rebellious youth period, he was still working part-time to earn money, and he got in touch with computers later than others, and he only bought a mobile phone when he was in college.

So it was the first time that readers actively asked to add friends, and "1011976" took up another first time.

Wen Zong thought over and over again, and replied to the other party with anxiety and anticipation.

[Cong Cong]: Yes, can I add VX?My account number is wz797876.

That night, Wen Zong slept very soundly because of his anticipation.In the next few days, he was quite happy, taking time to read books, update steadily, and wait patiently for a reply.

He found that "1011976" did not appear frequently in the comment area, and guessed that it was either a busy job or a student who was still studying.So he didn't receive a new friend message reminder for several days in a row, and he wasn't in a hurry, but looked forward to it even more.

Tan Jingyao's overseas meeting schedule finally came to an end, and he flew back to China immediately after finishing his work.

In the end, due to a small mistake in the planning department, there was a problem with the artist endorsement plan that should have been implemented smoothly. He had to go to deal with it in person. After everything was done, another week passed.

Sneaking in from his busy schedule, Tan Jingyao gave himself a day off, and the first thing he did when he got home was to check if he had received the author's "congcong" reply.

To his surprise, the other party not only replied to him, but also left his contact information.

Tan Jingyao quickly opened vx and sent a friend request.

Wen Zong set up a new message reminder on his phone, and whenever there was a new friend request, his phone would beep.

Wen Zong, who was reading, hastily put down the book in his hand, picked up the phone, and saw the new friend application, the applicant's note was "1011976", he almost jumped up happily.

After pressing "Agree", as the chat interface popped up, Wen Zongsuan officially added friends with this reader.

[yao]: Hello, I am 1011976.

[From]: /hi

[Cong Cong]: I am Cong Cong, the author of "Extravagant".

[Yao]: I've been a little busy these days, so I haven't had time to check the latest update.

[yao]: But I’ve seen it all before, and I like it very much.

[From Cong]: Thank you!

[Cong Cong]: No rush, take your time.

[yao]: Well.

For a while, no new messages popped up on the screen, and the chat between the two quickly fell into an awkward silence.

In the past, Wen Zong only chatted with people from university associations through the Internet when he had never met because of school affairs, but those were all business affairs.It is the first time in my life that there is almost no purpose in online chatting like today.

Seeing that the chat was exhausted, Wen Zong didn't dare to take the initiative anymore, if the other party was really busy, then sending another message would be an interruption.

Tan Jingyao was not much better, chewing over and over a few sentences of the chat content, deleting, deleting, modifying and modifying in the chat box, and finally deleted them all because he was afraid of disturbing the other party's writing.

The two stared at the chat screen of the mobile phone for a while, and finally put down the mobile phone to do their own things.

For a long time after that, the two chatted in the standard three-piece set of "Hello", "Have you eaten", and "Goodbye". Tan Jingyao got more and more uncomfortable, so he dialed the internal line and called Secretary Tong Quan to the office. .

"How do you usually chat with people online?"

"With whom? What are you talking about?" Tong Quan was at a loss.

"Anyone, you don't use chat software?"

Tong Quan smacked his mouth for a while, and quickly guessed that the boss must have added Wen Zong as a friend, either because his EQ was too low to kill him, or he didn't dare to speak at all.

"It depends on who you're chatting with. If it's with friends, talk about eating, drinking and having fun. If it's with lovers, then choose what the other party likes and is interested in talking about."

When Tan Jingyao fell into deep thought, because of his stern expression, he gave off a strong sense of alienation.Even though Tong Quan had worked with him for so long, he didn't really like to face the boss in this state, so he wanted to retreat and leave quickly after speaking.

Fortunately, Tan Jingyao didn't make it difficult for him anymore: "Okay, let's go out."

Tong Quan quickly ran away with oil on his feet. He didn't want to work overtime because of the boring questions the boss asked every day. Although he was willing to get overtime pay, if he had a bad idea, his wages would be deducted terribly!

Tan Jingyao thought for a long time in the office alone, and thought that the excuse he found for adding friends at the beginning was to discuss the plot, so he decided to start from this aspect first.

The next day, when Wen Zong received the message of "1011976", it was no longer a simple "Hello" or "Have you eaten?", but several long paragraphs, each of which was neatly put with a period.

Wen Zong looked carefully from top to bottom, and found that the other party actually discussed the plot of the novel seriously with him, and even found a bug in the previous article for him.

[From Cong]: [quote] What is said here makes sense, I haven't found any problems before!

[Cong Cong]: I will change it in a while. If you are free, is it convenient for me to take a look?

[yao]: When you are free, call me after you finish editing.

[From Cong]: Good!

After Wen Zong changed it according to what the other party said, he realized that this part of the content was actually quite professional. Even though he majored in law, he also checked a lot of information. He didn't expect the other party to know so well, maybe they were from the same major.

[Cong Cong]: Are you a student majoring in law?Feeling good about these.

[Yao]: Well, Master of Laws, but I only understand part of it.

[From]: /thumbs

[Cong Cong]: Better than me, I just graduated with a law degree.

Tan Jingyao wanted to praise the other party a few words, but suddenly caught the point of his words.

"Bachelor of Laws".

As far as he knew, Wen Zong was on a leave of absence from Huayao University and hadn't graduated yet.

He didn't think he would admit the wrong person, this "congcong" must be the Wen Zong he knew, but what went wrong in it that led to the different cognition?

Tan Jingyao was actually very surprised when he met Wen Zong when he went to pick up his grandfather in a nursing home a few months ago. It was the first time they met again after 12 years, but the other party didn't seem to know him at all, obviously drawing on his unchanging 16-year-old life Made a bold stroke.

Thinking of this, Tan Jingyao's face darkened slightly, and he reached out to grab a white pen in the pen holder.

Because the pen has been used for too long, the white paint on the surface has peeled off a lot, exposing the golden bottom shell inside, but the white little prince on the top of the pen is well protected, as clean as new.

It took a long time before he responded to Wen Zong's message.

[yao]: You are also very powerful.

[yao]: How do you plan to end this secret room case?

When Wen Zong saw the other party's question, he subconsciously wanted to send all the content he had conceived in his mind, but suddenly realized that this involved spoilers, so he deleted the large paragraph of typed text.

[from]: /boo

[From Cong]: No spoilers_(:з”∠)_

Tan Jingyao smiled shortly when he saw the "hush" emoji.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as 12 years ago, even pretending to be mysterious was just as interesting.

For this reason, Tan Jingyao cooperated with dignity.

[yao]:/good expectation

[yao]: I have prepared braised pork ribs, waiting for your update.

Seeing the reply, Wen Zong was stunned, as if some memory came crashing into his mind.

"Hush, give me a candy and I'll tell you tomorrow."

"The last one."

"Then do you want to give it?"

"Give."

The protagonist of the voice didn't appear, the conversation slipped away in a hurry, Wen Zong subconsciously reached out his hand, but knew he didn't grab anything.

He shook his head, forced himself to wake up, and replied "1011976".

[From Cong]: OK~

[Cong Cong]: It will definitely impress you!

Once a person has a reliable support, he will raise his head subconsciously and proudly.Wen Zong felt that he was like this, relying on the fact that the other party liked his writing, he had boundless confidence in himself.