My uncle is autistic every day

The lost Shen Beichen still looked aloof, and it was obvious that strangers should not get close to him.

He looks like a young boy who hasn't grown up, with red lips and white teeth, and a delicate face, which makes people happy at first glance, but his face often has facial paralysis that doesn't match his age.

Of course, Shen Beichen didn't care.

After eating the last bite, Shen Beichen didn't think about anything, just sat down on the bluestone board, lowered his head and began to browse Weibo.

There was a lot of news, Shen Beishen originally planned to take a look at it casually, but finally clicked on Yan Xiao's name.

April 10

7:00

Yan Xiao: Good morning, those who pick the stars.

The fingers that slid up and down stopped just like that, Shen Beichen smiled wryly, he had met someone even weirder than himself, and Shen Beichen, who was too lazy to bother, threw his phone away and continued to look for directions, there was no way he couldn't get out, No matter how many alleys there are.

After walking around for a day, Shen Beishen was so tired that he lay on the bed as soon as he got back to the hotel.

This body is too thin, which makes him very unhappy.

After taking a shower and trying his best to relax himself, Shen Beichen turned on the new laptop that he carried with him.

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: I met an angel today, but her face and butt seem to be reversed.

The prototype of this Weibo is the sister-in-law who fried stinky tofu I met on the road this afternoon, because she picked up the stinky tofu on the ground and fried it to Shen Beichen.

After turning off Weibo, Shen Beishen started to do serious business.

Open the webpage proficiently, log in to the background, and the first thing to do is to check the income.

Sure enough, it was another crushing defeat.

It's too cruel to say that there is only one person subscribing forever.

Counting it, Shen Beishen has been the chief transparent of the well-known women's novel network for three months, and the collection has never been picked up, and it is even worse after he has made up the vip passing line stipulated by the website.

There is only one person who subscribes to the continuous update, which is really a cure for the whole network. At this moment, Shen Beichen's heart is broken.

The editor told him, you write travel notes and expect someone to buy them?

Sure enough, you can't count on it.

Gritting his teeth and turning off the computer, Shen Beichen didn't even need to think that the subscription must be contributed by Pirates, after all, the person who subscribed didn't have any words except for the purchase record.

The Internet-addicted teenager who has been hit hard can only return to his Weibo position where he is most comfortable, and continue to be a cold little prince.

The reason for this title is very simple, Shen Beichen only replies to private messages, and his tone is very cold and beating. For any emotional problems, use two words to sum up the reason, of course it is not haha, but too ugly.

This is the face of the world.

The 999+ reminder made Shen Beichen frowned. Although he never replied to comments, he would read them one by one, because he would always encounter all kinds of weird comments.

hhgff: Lonely * empty * young woman * click my homepage speed!

1955667: Good stuff speed!

Merry Man: Praise me for the speed of sharing resources!

As for the reason why these comments need speed, Shen Beishen saw one and deleted one, and he must delete it.

What should I do if I can't finish deleting?

Continue to delete.

Internet addicted teenagers will never allow themselves to lose.

Even in the face of zombie fans, he is relentless.

The obsessive-compulsive Shen Beichen began to reply to private messages again, and he would reply to all of them, even if it would waste a lot of his time.

Yan Xiao felt that his heart was a little up and down, and he always felt that he didn't do many things, but he couldn't do anything.

After eating, until lying on the bed, Yan Xiao was still staring at the ceiling in a daze.

The vibration of the phone quickly startled him.

He stared at the phone for 10 minutes before he dared to pick it up to look at it. Today, Chen Jiu came to urge him to go out again, instead of calling, he kept sending text messages.

There was no text message, which made Yan Xiao heave a sigh of relief, it was a message from Weibo.

Until May Thirty one

22:00

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: Good night, please call me the person who picks jj.

Yan Xiao regained his energy all of a sudden, and slowly began to poke his fingers. After deliberating for a long time, he wrote and then deleted, and deleted and wrote again.

23:05

Yan Xiao: Oh.

23:05

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: Do you understand what jj means?

Shen Beichen in front of the computer smiled obscenely.

Yan Xiao looked it up in the dictionary, but couldn't find it.

23:06

Yan Xiao: I don't understand.

23:08

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: ...

23:08

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: How old is the little brother this year?

It is not without reason for Shen Beichen to ask such a question. There are too few people with such a pure mouth, and they are still obsessed with the stars. They must have read too many fairy tales.

23:09

Yan Xiao: I am an elder brother, and I am already 27 years old.

After receiving the news, Shen Beishen began to imagine that sitting across from him was an old man with a paralyzed face. There were still many traces of vicissitudes on his face, and maybe he was still smoking a cigarette.

23:09

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: Uncle still not sleeping?

23:10

Yan Xiao: Good night.

Yan Xiao put away his mobile phone, such irregular sleeping every night made him a little uncomfortable, and if Chen Jiu knew about it, he would definitely nagging him for several days.

I must go to bed early tomorrow, Yan Xiao thought to himself before going to bed.

Generally speaking, Shen Beishen's night life has just started at this time, he needs to organize the photos taken today, and then write something.

The penguin's jump annoyed him, but Shen Beishen still clicked on it.

A Jiumei

23:30

did you sleep?

come out? ! !

I know you are not asleep! ! !

Bei Shen

23:45

?

A Jiumei

23:45

What is the new article going to write! !

Looking at the time, Shen Beichen really admired this girl, she was still busy with work after not sleeping in the middle of the night, stretched her legs, and Shen Beichen started typing.

Bei Shen

23:47

Travels

A Jiumei

23:47

Can't! !I don't allow it!

Bei Shen

23:47

Your Majesty doesn't take a beauty sleep?

A Jiumei

23:48

Don't try to change the subject! ! ! !

Bei Shen

23:50

……

A Jiumei

23:51

New articles must not write messy travel notes!I have found a way out for you!

people!

! !

Bei Shen

23:52

minister

A Jiumei

23:55

The lover on the little finger by Luo Luo shy txt.

Jiangshan Yichang by Gu Gu txt.

Give me a good look! ! ! !New articles are written in this way!

I will never let you go again! !

A Jiumei

0:00

people! ! !

Bei Shen

0:05

You have successfully received the file

The lover on the little finger by Luo Luo shy txt.

Jiangshan Yichang by Gu Gu txt.

On

understood

sleep

Then Shen Beishen turned off the penguin.

First of all, Shen Beishen definitely studied these two documents with an academic attitude, but the ending was slightly wrong.

These two documents are two novels.

romance novel.

The main character is a human being, and there is nothing strange about it.

But it's a bit strange that the main character is a man.

Moreover, the two men kissed like firewood and fire, and they started rolling the sheets in minutes, rolling and rolling until the end.

Shen Beichen, who was not blushing and heartbeating, read the two novels again, and then fully grasped the essence of this novel.

More importantly, as an advanced alien, he quickly understood the meaning of editing. This type of novel is quite interesting, but I have never seen it in the Interstellar Library. After all, not everyone dares to edit His Majesty the Emperor and the Queen. adults.

It's not that Shen Beichen has never seen two men together. The two rulers of the empire are out-and-out men. Shen Beichen, who was lucky enough to watch the video of their marriage, said that the inspiration in his head can't be stopped. live.

The wretched smile on his face didn't violate harmony at all.

Shen Beichen, who was in a good mood, was about to go to bed, but staying up late every day made him very spiritless during the day.

Yawning weakly, Yan Xiao was dragged out of the quilt by Chen Jiu at seven o'clock, he felt a little sleepy.

Chen Jiu has always had a spare key for Yan Xiao's house, occasionally a surprise inspection would make Yan Xiao feel unprepared, like now.

"Do you want to eat buns?" Chen Jiu took Yan Xiao to the breakfast shop where people come and go.

Yan Xiao felt uncomfortable all over his body, he didn't want to eat anything, he just wanted to go home.

But he can't leave, Chen Jiu will catch him back.

Chenjiu is a devil, Yan Xiao's eyes naked|nakedly expressed this meaning.

"Then eat buns and drink soy milk." Chen Jiu acted as if he didn't see Yan Xiao's eyes, and took Yan Xiao to find a relatively remote table when he had just left.

This made Yan Xiao a little more comfortable.

After queuing for 5 minutes to get back the food, Chen Jiu was very excited, "I heard that this breakfast shop has delicious food, I will bring you to taste it today, try it." Then he put a white and fat bun in it Yanxiao bowl.

After taking a few bites of the buns, Yan Xiao squinted his eyes, just like a cat eating.

Chen Jiu knew that Yan Xiao's reaction meant liking, which made him heave a sigh of relief, Yan Xiao never loses his temper, just silent resistance, Chen Jiu can't afford it.

"The editor-in-chief intends to publish this story that will be serialized in your recent magazine." Chen Jiu put down his chopsticks, looked at Yan Yan who was sipping soy milk with a smile.

Yan Xiao drank very slowly, and secretly licked his lips until there was no more drop in the bowl before replying, "Oh."

Chen Jiu was so excited that Yan Xiao almost jumped up when he opened his mouth in the morning. It seems that Yan Xiao plans to talk today.

"The editor-in-chief thinks that some things need to be changed." Chen Jiu carefully observed Yan Xiao's expression.

Yan Xiao looked at the last steamed stuffed bun left on the table, took advantage of Chen Jiu's inattention, and poked it back into the bowl with chopsticks like a child.

Then he selectively ignored the sentence that Chen Jiu said to change the story.

Chen Jiu had no choice but to continue, "The editor-in-chief thinks Xing Xing should talk more, otherwise the kids won't like it."

Yan Xiao, who couldn't eat any more after eating half of it, was a little unhappy, "Xing Xing doesn't like to talk."

"But children like to talk." Chen Jiu touched the cigarette in his pocket.

Yan Xiao looked at him and repeated, "Xing Xing doesn't like to talk."

"..."

Yan Xiao put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, "Thank you."

Then he left the breakfast shop without looking back, Chen Jiu was terrified, Yan Xiao seldom went out alone, and there were so many intersections around here, it would be troublesome if he got lost.

Yan Xiao walked very fast, and the old wine was thrown away in a few steps.

The sun shines on the damp slate road, and Yan Xiao walks to a park that he visits most often.

It's very quiet here, and the air is full of quiet taste.

Yan Xiao sat on a secluded rocking chair, rocking back and forth slowly, occasionally standing on tiptoe.

As a big man of 1.8 meters, Yan Xiao didn't feel anything wrong at all.

He felt that he was very uncomfortable, but he didn't want to talk at all, the recent stars don't like to talk, why should they change to talkative, Chen Jiu hates it again.

Yan Xiao couldn't figure it out.

Yan Xiao froze when the phone fell out of his pocket, but it was not broken.