My boy god can't be this cute

The sky in Sanya is very blue, the clouds are white and the air is very good. Rows of coconut trees grow luxuriantly on the street. From time to time, there is a cool breeze blowing full of seaside atmosphere. Except for a little sticky sense of disobedience, summer in Hainan is very pleasant. good.

Strolling on the beach near the hotel in flip-flops, Mo Yiyun felt that life was very comfortable, but it was a little regretful that Gong Shao was not around.Woke up very dizzy early in the morning to participate in the author's forum. Several great masters gave lectures with joy, but it was a torment for someone like Mo Yiyun whose biological clock fell asleep in seconds during class. Sure enough, the single eyelid is drowsy and watery, and the distance between the great god and the mortals is more than a star and a half.

A Ling, who hadn't shown her face for a long time, suddenly bubbled up in the group, and was so startled that the single eyelids moved up to congratulate her on getting out of the singles. However, the answer A Ling gave was that Qin Yang ran away, escaped marriage, and even abducted her younger brother. Yes, it's a pleasure to hear.

In such a joyful atmosphere, the Dashen Forum came to an end, and the evening reception was the focus of everyone's expectations. The tradition of the Chinese people is that everyone has been wearing crotch pants together since they were young.

"Ayun, here, here." Single Eyelid took pictures with a selfie stick.

Mo Yiyun turned his head when he heard the sound, and a lost youth in the setting sun was included in the photo album. Before Mo Yiyun's scissorhands could be put out, the single eyelid lens had already turned to another direction.

"Children, dinner is ready!" Wan Wan had already changed into his suit and tie, and yelled as he stood not far away.

The camera captured the appearance of Wan Wan's enlarged pores, and Dan Yili decided to name this photo "The Beast Under Clothes".

Walking back to the hotel one after the other, Mo Yiyun kicked the sand into the air, imagining the beach plot of "Innocent Romance", really wanting to walk along the beach with Gong Shao in the dead of night, digging shells and catching crabs, otherwise he would be kicked Sea water is fine too.

"Ayun, do you know what your expression is called?" Shan Eyelid suddenly turned around.

"Ah?" The sudden voice interrupted Mo Yiyun's thoughts.

"I resent my husband, I hate to marry, I want my lover."

The sea breeze seems to set off Mo Yiyun's mood at the moment, weak and viscous, and a little depressed, only separated for a day, and everyone knows how much he misses Gong Shao, should we be so exaggerated.

Under Wan Wan's urging, Mo Yiyun reluctantly changed into a formal suit. It was a slim suit prepared by Gong Shao. Unlike the traditional waist design, Mo Yiyun's thin body can also support the formal suit, and the fabric is exquisite. Tailored well, Gong Shao smiled confidently when he stuffed the suit into the suitcase, claiming to know Mo Yiyun's body better than Mo Yiyun himself is really not bragging.The shirt was specially sprayed with marine fragrance, and the presence of Gong Shao was everywhere.

Wanwan and Mo Yiyun both straightened their backs when they entered the banquet hall. To be honest, the beauty of girls in the Internet literary world is steadily improving, while most Chinese girls are not flattering. To describe it, the handsome-looking Wanwan and Mo Yiyun naturally felt a sense of superiority, and even the single-eyed person who entered the banquet hall together couldn't help but proudly raised his head.

The positions were probably arranged randomly. The three of them were seated at three different tables, and they could only see the back of one from a distance. The scale of this year's annual meeting was unprecedented, and the hall was full of dozens of tables filled with people.

As the most popular website activity recently, Mo Yiyun attracted a lot of attention as soon as he sat down. Those who were surprised probably thought that Ren Yun was actually a Chinese writer who wrote about Tanmei. Of course, it is more of jealousy and suspicion. After all, there was a lot of noise about the voting a while ago.

After a brief exchange of greetings with the people nearby, Mo Yiyun began to play with his mobile phone boringly while waiting for the banquet to start. Gong Shao hadn't contacted him from yesterday until now, feeling a little disappointed, but another message came from his unsaved Suzhou number.

Sender: Are you at home today?Look for you

Self: in the field

Sender: The wave has gone to another place, is it that Qin Yang is with you?

Mo Yiyun was shocked for a while, this guy who came out of nowhere actually knew about Qin Yang, and probably knew a thing or two about Qin Yang's escape from marriage, but he couldn't think of such a number one person in his mind.

Self: No, I am on a business trip

Sender: You still have a business trip, which wild man did you go out with?

Self: meeting

Sender: Aha, you vagrant still have meetings?Where are you, I'm going to see and see

Mo Yiyun was speechless for a while, this man's words were too harsh, even if he had such a good temper, he wouldn't bother to talk to him, I don't care about being a homeless man, he really can't chat with a gun and a stick.

"Hey, isn't this the goddess Ren Yunyun!" A high-pitched mocking voice came.

Mo Yiyun looked at the name tag pasted on the back of the seat, he was sitting in the right seat, and looked up at the person who came, a typical skinny otaku, with blue eye sockets under his eyes, he didn't know whether it was excessive indulgence or lack of sleep.

"Hello." Mo Yiyun nodded politely, this face was not familiar, and he didn't recognize it.

"I didn't expect Goddess Yun to be a Han paper, hahaha, I really want to cry and blind all the brainless fans." The otaku's face was written with the words "bad intentions", and his voice was raised again and again, "Da Yun, please accept my little brother's worship, little brother first For your respect." Holding the cup and drank it down, the white liquid in it didn't look like Sprite, and another cup was placed in front of Mo Yiyun's eyes.

"Uh, I don't know how to drink." I wrinkled my nose and sniffed it. The liquid in the glass smelled pungent. I don't know where I got it. It's not low-grade liquor. Woolen cloth."

"Hey, you really deserve to be the king of votes. I always think about updating. I really feel sorry for myself. I don't know if I voted for this vote or if it was taken by someone else."

"It's better to vote by yourself or to be taken care of by others, than to just squat in the mud and hate others." Mo Yiyun responded gracefully. If you don't speak, you don't know that your IQ is touching. "If you say that I was taken care of by others It’s because she’s good-looking, so I’ll accept it as a compliment.”

"So Yun Dada admits that he was hired by someone?" The otaku raised his eyebrows and said out of context.

Although the two had a dispute, they both had easy-going expressions and smiles on their faces, and the banquet had already begun, so no one paid attention to this side.The people at the same table were probably people who were on the voting list, and they felt a little jealous of Mo Yiyun, so they didn't come to persuade them when they sat on the sidelines, and just watched the fun for free.

"It's no wonder you didn't get the title of vote king. You should write with clear logic. As far as your logical logic can be read, you should thank your ancestors for burying it. This person, good birth is hereditary, and society can't be blamed if he is not good. However, there are some people who are inherently deficient and don't work hard the day after tomorrow, and they just want to show up when they look crooked and cracked. Those dogs know how to run with their tails between their legs." Mo Yiyun took the cup and put it firmly on the cup. on the table.

"Yun Da, this is disrespecting my little brother." The nerd couldn't make a mockery, and turned into a humane offensive. If he didn't believe it, he couldn't drink the wine.

"With your playful face, forgive me for my stupid eyesight, but I really don't see where the face is."

"Yun Da is really as lonely as the rumors say, no wonder he dares to tell readers that he's not going to see you, let's see how many years you can be popular."

"Well, I must be as red as those few pimples on your face." Mo Yiyun turned on the mocking mode without flushing or panting, thinking that if he looked like a victim, he would accept it.

The otaku glared at Mo Yiyun angrily, then turned and returned to his seat.Mo Yiyun glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, it turned out that it was the so-and-so who voted No.2, no wonder he made trouble when he came up.I can't remember the names of unimportant people. This bad habit is a disease, but I don't want to change it at all.

After a short period of embarrassment, the atmosphere on the table returned to enthusiasm. I don't know whether it was intentional or deliberate. The corner where Mo Yiyun was seemed to be isolated, and it seemed particularly deserted. It is a person with evil intentions.

"Ayun, how about alone?" This time it was Wan Wan, with a slightly drunken face, it seemed that he had drunk a lot.

"Nonsense, you're talking as if you are two people." Mo Yiyun rolled his eyes, staggered as he walked and ran around, seeing him like this, God's Will probably carried him back to the bed to solve the problem.

"Oh, don't be so prickly. Let me tell you a little secret. In fact, I always thought that you are a good person." Wanwan drove the people next to him away with drunken eyes, and took their seats on his own. , "Except for sometimes speaking ugly and not human, the others are really good."

"Brother, you are uttering the truth after drinking, you want to confess to me?" Mo Yiyun took a sip of drink carelessly, took a short video and sent it to God, wondering what will happen?

"Look at what you said, we still need to confess our relationship? I've lived in your house before." Wanwan suddenly felt dizzy, and leaned against Mo Yiyun, "After drinking too much, don't leave it behind. Brother, remember to take brother back to the room."

Mo Yiyun straightened up the drunken Wan Wan in disgust, but ignored the sound of the shutter not far away.

A new post became a popular post on the website forum within 5 minutes. Although the administrator forced the backend to post after half an hour, the person who posted the post was the author with the top number on the annual meeting with VIP certification, and his credibility was almost Yes one hundred percent.

The content of the post is simple but ambiguous, which can easily trigger a series of connections.A photo of leaning against Mo Yiyun, from the perspective of the photographer, it looks like the two are looking at each other affectionately.The title is also very scheming: This is an annual meeting between Yun Da and editor Wan Wan.The content highly summarized the conversation between the two. Wanwan said that everyone lived in Yunda for a while, and hoped that Yunda would take him home.

In less than half an hour, it was forwarded thousands of times, and various screenshots were circulated in Weibo forums. Some people demanded to boycott Ren Yun's self-proclaimed female author to deceive the public, and some people denounced Ren Yun as shameful for selling corruption. I understand why Ren Yun has been recommending newly-promoted Tanmei gods in just three short years. Of course, there are also rotten girls who have broken their glass hearts and praised the true love between the editor and the author.However, the person concerned was still sipping a drink on the wine table in a daze, completely oblivious to the fact that he had once again become a hot search person.