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The door opened on the opposite side, Wu Tiantian came in with a whimper, Teacher Xiao also walked in without even looking at him, Qi Sheng reluctantly left Maoyan, it seemed that he was not busy with work at all, but Met friends...looks like you're having fun!No clothes!

I don't know what he is dissatisfied with, Qi Sheng just feels that his spirit of repaying gratitude and devotion is completely a meat bun beating a dog, and the key is his one-third pot of crabs!Although this is a local specialty and the price is not high, it is shameful to waste food!

Qi Sheng hummed and tossed and turned the quilt in his arms, the drowsiness that was originally deep did not brew at this time, until the sun was high, and there were a few clinking cooking sounds from the opposite room, Qi Sheng finally couldn't lie down anymore!The opposite side is cooking!Is it Teacher Xiao?Or that motherfucker exhibitionist?

He walked carefully to his own kitchen, and saw the kitchen next door through two panes of glass. His slender figure blocked the sunlight behind him, leaving only a vague black outline, but Qi Sheng could confirm this at a glance. The silhouette belonged to Xiao Luhuai. The figure of that person five years ago was deeply engraved in his not-so-beautiful youth memory. Now it seems that this memory seems to have occupied all his thoughts. reduce.

Qi Sheng sniffled, scratched the glass in front of him, stroke by stroke, very rigorously sketched the silhouette of the person opposite, the last stroke rested on Xiao Luhuai's arm holding the small milk pot, the dazzling light fell on him There are a few refractions on the fine hair that is not too thick but full of personality, making it look magnificent and wild.

This scene made Qi Sheng look a little crazy. He finally realized that he had already been deprived of it unknowingly when he first saw that person standing at the door of his house, frowning and talking with his mobile phone. Without the ability to think, the feeling that all eyes are occupied by the same person turned out to be so sour, like being the first customer in a restaurant, drinking a sip of free lemon tea, unexpectedly throwing the whole cup The sweet and sour fragrance is integrated into the limbs.

On the opposite side, Xiao Luhuai finished boiling the milk, and the rich breath filled the glass in front of him, until even the last blurred outline was completely covered.

Wu Tiantian changed into the pajamas he had worn before, and he was not polite. After taking the milk, he sank himself into the soft single sofa. He had stayed here before. At that time, he thought that Xiao Luhuai was interested in him. Later, Only then did he realize that Xiao Luhuai had a passion for cleanliness, he would not touch anything that was touched by others, his life style was average, and even going out for sex from time to time was sentenced to death without even thinking about it.

Now that he knows that there is no possibility for the two of them to cross the border, the relationship between the two of them is much easier. Putting aside this revenge for now, Wu Tiantian is more concerned about whether the subsequent "Writer's Hegemony" can transform Maimai into a proud horse. The dark horse of the literary circle!

Only then did Xiao Luhuai remember that he hadn't pointed out the outline of "Small Climb the Wall" yet!

"How is it? How is your discussion with [Climbing the Wall] going?" Wu Tiantian licked the sugared colostrum in the cup with small mouthfuls, and the worry and fear all night finally improved a bit at this time.

"I remember that the writing style of [Climbing the Wall] was not like this a few years ago, right? He is also a character who can write a big drama, but the current work... is really... hard to compliment!"

Wu Tiantian drank the glass of milk in his hand, and asked in a nonchalant way: "Can you still write old-fashioned novels for the rest of your life? That kind of money-losing writing can't be sold!"

It's true, young girls like to fantasize all day long that there is an evil, cold but gentle and rich young president who is driving a Maserati in the vast crowd and falls in love with a high school student who is carrying a backpack and licking ice cream.

"But compare this kind of thing with that group of people? Isn't it nonsense?" Xiao Luhuai still dare not agree, even if everything is different from five years ago, but he can be sure of one thing, no one is willing to pay for it. A girlish novel.

He dug out the outline that he hadn’t opened: the story took place in an era of fantasy, the hero was the prince who usurped the throne and was a lieutenant who was in the wrong camp. During his exile, he met the local aborigines who led the uprising. In order to return to the court, he lurked in the aboriginal Officers and soldiers were strangled here, but in the process, they fell in love with the bold and unrestrained aboriginal princess.Originally wanted to bring the princess back to the imperial court, but the licentious new emperor took a look at this fiery girl. The male lead sent the woman into the harem with his own hands, and the woman did not want to commit herself to this kind of man's secret intention of recruiting soldiers and buying horses. Killing the king, and the hero started to help her plan all this after hearing about it...

The story should have been bloody and bloody up to this point, but the author changed the style of writing, and the agreed court scene turned into a time-travel drama at the moment when the heroine picked up the sword and stabbed the new emperor. The three of them traveled to the modern age together, The new emperor and the male protagonist wore a pair of gay people, and the female protagonist...the female protagonist...became a green tea mistress (?)

Wu Tiantian chewed the cookies with great interest, thinking that the two people who harbored the hatred of the country and the family began to have sex sweetly. The mood couldn't be better. The hero is the cool and domineering president (?) The new emperor is the proud A petite university professor (?) The heroine is the professor's student (?) and the president's probationary assistant (?)

"It's pretty good! See how demanding you are! Looking at the whole situation, only [Climb the Wall] can write such a majestic and bloody love-hate drama. What are you dissatisfied with?" Wu Tiantian fucked Speaking in the editor-in-chief's voice, he educated Xiao Luhuai evilly like educating employees, "What's popular on the Internet now is ambiguous but reserved, passionate sensuality, how can you, a pure gay, not stand it?"

Xiao Luhuai squeezed a handful of cookies and stuffed them into Wu Tiantian's open-mouthed mouth, which automatically blocked his chattering self-aggrandizement. That's right, he likes men and he's gay, but that doesn't mean he likes those Weaving homosexuality as fun into the whole brainless saliva will make him feel that both his keyboard and his hidden sexuality have become a farce like a joke.

"Hey! Isn't the leak high?" Wu Tiantian grumbled and complained, but kept chewing on the crispy cookies.

"I'm not unhappy, I discussed with [Climbing the Wall], this article can't be done like this." Xiao Luhuai didn't even look at the person sitting by the bed, and concentrated on correcting this four-faced style, "If it's true If you want to write Danmei, you should narrate the relationship between two people smoothly from the beginning to the end, such a mess, are you treating the code words as nonsense?"

With a grunt, Wu Tiantian swallowed the crumbs in his mouth, and looked at the extremely serious man in front of him, just like the seriousness of a doctor performing an operation when he saw his code for the first time. He didn't know how to write. With what kind of feelings, he only knows that he likes the things written by Xiao Luhuai, the kind of love that is like a small love story. When he didn't understand love, he fantasized that one day he would see that he could write this kind of words It's a pity that in the end, by mistake, the once famous [Yu Zhusheng] on the Internet turned out to be a ghostwriter. If he hadn't been determined to ask him to, the two of them would not be like they are now. Similarly, sitting at the computer desk as an equal, he is not that nympho reader, and Xiao Luhuai is not that little writer hiding behind the scenes.

The author has something to say: the outline is made up by myself, and I will write a time-travel drama in a few days, but it doesn’t have to be this way~