What should I do if the avatar is getting more and more cute?

After Zhou Qingluo finished praying, he opened his eyes and looked at Song Ling. Against the light, Song Ling was looking at him with a smile on his face, just like him just now.

They looked at each other and smiled, seeing eternity in each other's eyes.

When they went down the mountain, it was already evening, and the two sat on the bench, watching the ebb and flow of the tide.

As the sun sets, the orange-red sunset color dyes the sea, and the always silent and cold sea seems a little warmer.

Zhou Qingluo slowly leaned his head on Song Ling's shoulder, and sighed endlessly, "It's good to be alive."

Song Ling grabbed Zhou Qingluo's hand, looked into the distance and let out a chuckle. He never thought that life is so good. There is morning light in the morning, sunset glow in the evening, and starry sky at night. Even in the rainy weather, it is peaceful and gentle. of.

He knew that the reason why this world is beautiful is because of Zhou Qingluo.

Song Ling raised his hand and caressed his head, "It's good to have you."

Just when I would be sorry for the current atmosphere without a kiss, Zhou Qingluo got up from Song Ling's shoulder, patted his head, "It's terrible."

Song Ling was a little confused: "?" Didn't you just say that it's good to be alive.

Zhou Qingluo clicked his tongue, and was so concerned with having sex with Song Ling that he forgot to remind Song Ling to book the plane ticket.

Zhou Qingluo urged him, "It's not about this, you should hurry up and book your flight ticket, the last flight to Qingling City is at [-]:[-] pm."

Song Ling was silent for two seconds, "It would be better if you didn't drive me away."

Zhou Qingluo took out his mobile phone and lowered his head to operate, "Tomorrow is Monday, and I have to go to work."

Song Lingmu slumped on the bench with a face, thinking whether to call Zhao Dayu and resign.

Seeing his unhurried appearance, Zhou Qingluo stopped what he was doing, raised his head and asked him solemnly, "Do you have a private jet?"

Song Ling shook his head: "No."

Zhou Qingluo stared at him for three seconds, before uttering a word after a while: "Oh."

Song Ling: "Oh? Are you dissatisfied that I don't have a private jet? Do you like private jets? Then I'll buy them, Boeing or Airbus?"

Zhou Qingluo couldn't say that the overlord in the novel had a private jet.

He ignored it, lowered his head and continued to operate, "Book first class or business class?"

Song Ling grabbed Zhou Qingluo's hand that was pressing the phone, turned over, and lay down on Zhou Qingluo's body, resting his head on Zhou Qingluo's lap, lying down and looking at him.

Song Ling couldn't hold back, chuckled, raised his hand and pinched his face, "It's so pretty, I can't escape the angle of death."

Zhou Qingluo lowered his eyes and said expressionlessly: "Don't tell me I booked a high-speed rail ticket, five and a half hours."

"Qing Luo, why don't you smile."

"Ordinary express, 16 hours."

Song Ling reluctantly sat up, sighed, and finally asked what he wanted to ask the most these days, "Qing Luo, when will you go back?"

Zhou Qingluo thought about it seriously: "Follow up this project."

Song Ling: "Can this project be completed in a week?"

"This is a big project, and it will take a year and a half. This studio is good. I want to learn some experience and open a studio when I go back."

Song Ling: "Can you..." Resigned.

Song Ling didn't continue, the mountain city was warm, like Zhou Qingluo.

And Zhou Qingluo is doing what he likes, he can no longer let Zhou Qingluo step back for him, this time it is him who tolerates Qingluo.

He hugged Zhou Qingluo into his arms, "Okay, I will support you, and I will take good care of Uncle Zhou."

Zhou Qingluo was actually quite worried that Song Ling wouldn't understand, and pestered him to find ways to get him to go back as before, but his heart softened and he followed him.

Song Ling has really changed, he has learned to think from his point of view, instead of just 'for his own good'.

Zhou Qingluo nodded, "Thank you."

"But don't let me wait too long, okay? I miss you every day, long-distance relationship is very bitter."

"it is good."

"What project?"

"A game, "Breaking Demons"."

Song Ling was stunned, as if he was mentioning that Zhao Dayu's program development was also "Breaking the Devil".

Song Ling suddenly believed in destiny.

During the time they were separated, they had actually been working together.

They never lost touch.

Song Ling was very happy, "Would you like to participate in the annual competition on Xingchen.com? Give your work a little more exposure. You are a very professional painter and you will definitely succeed."

"Will you open the back door for me?"

Song Ling thought for a while, "If you want, you can."

Speaking of Xingchen.com, Zhou Qingluo thought of Jiang Shiyan.

He tentatively asked, "When are you going to apologize to the readers of 'Oath'?"

Zhou Qingluo regretted it as soon as he said it, he was worried that Song Ling would ask him back, "Do you want me to apologize?"

Or tell him, "If you want me to apologize, then I will."

I was afraid that he just followed his opinion and apologized according to his ideas, but he didn't take this matter to heart.

Song Ling was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about this matter seriously, and after a while he replied: "Qing Luo, I will sincerely apologize, and I will make up for the matter of covering up plagiarism."

Zhou Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Ling is really getting better, becoming a person who is willing to live in peace with this world.

In previous years, Xingchen.com would select some works that performed well that year for re-promotion and promotion. It has been held for many years and the response has been good.

These well-performing works are mainly promoted to film and television animation companies, and some works have a good reputation after being turned into animated films.

And this kind of activity similar to the end-of-year summary will also discover some unexpected dark horse works.

Most of the authors of these works are talented, but they are too Buddhist, and the updates are few and slow. As a result, there are no exposure channels for serialization, and the data is bleak.

This is how the former great god 'Oath' was discovered back then.

However, this year's end-of-year summary of Xingchen.com did not go smoothly and was not as harmonious as in previous years.

Because after the [Oath] plagiarism and ghostwriting scandal broke out, all his works could not be included in the screening list.

However, the number of fans of [Oath] is too large, and they deliberately comment on the selected works, especially the works of authors who have been torn apart from [Oath].

such as:

【emmm... as long as the oath is still there...】

[This logic, this skill, tsk, but the vow is still there...]

Not saying the whole thing, but it is more annoying than saying the whole thing.

Even [Sange] suffered disaster.

Zhou Qingluo signed up for his work "Broken Cocoon". Unexpectedly, his fans have many professionals, such as Xiaoci, who is a professional painting critic, and Zhang Chao, who is a professional art teacher.

They wrote promotions for [Sange] on various websites, but they didn't use gorgeous rhetoric to express themselves, but analyzed his works from a professional perspective.

Brutely wrote the promotional draft as a technical analysis.

Then the post was moved to a professional international comic forum for expert evaluation, but it was not expected to be recognized by professional painters.

And Xiao Ci is a small Internet celebrity with millions of fans, and then push "Broken Cocoon", the performance of "Broken Cocoon" is very strong, with the shadow of a dark horse childhood.

So the editors of Chenxing.com paid attention to "Broken Cocoon", and put this comic on the recommendation list.

But the number of works in the [Sange] column is too small, not like a seasoned professional cartoonist.

Xingchen.com has developed very strongly in recent years, and of course there are many opponents. At this time, the opponents came out to be sarcastic.

[The dark horses of Chenxing.com are all plagiarists and ghostwriters, too many people like to create a book that becomes a god. 】

[Black and red are also red. 】

As soon as this remark came out, some people came out to follow suit and laugh at it.

Netizens who are comparable to Sherlock Holmes discovered that 【Oath】was a fan of local tyrants【. ] Changed his divination, and it was [Sange] in his collection.

Afterwards, various remarks came out, and the most powerful one was nothing more than——

Xingchen.com doubled over again to cover up plagiarism ghostwriters, and [Oath] came out wearing a vest.

Connotation The plagiarism of [Oath] last time was also covered up by Chenxing.com.

Even if [Sange] clarifies that he is not [Oath], all the posts are rotten, even if there is a clarification reply from the administrator in the post, it will not help.

[Hehe, people who break the law dare to call the police first. 】

[Unless the oath and Sange hold their ID cards and take pictures in the background at the same time, I will not believe it, otherwise I will not believe a word of the administrator of Xingchen.com. 】

Most of the passers-by who were attracted by the fermentation of the incident turned into book fans after reading the works of [Sange], because the works are really attractive, the painting style is cute and funny, and the stories are vivid and complete.

But I couldn't help but wonder if it was really a vest approved by a great god, and it didn't look like a newcomer's work anyway.

After two or three days of fermentation, "Broken Cocoon" actually became the most discussed work on the summary list.

The high-level executives of Chenxing.com were overjoyed. This wave of traffic was sent by the other party, because they knew that [Sange] and [Oath] were not the same person at all, and [Sange] was indeed a newcomer to the website, wasn't it? Somebody's vest.

Wait for the incident to ferment for a few more days before slapping them in the face.

Some people are really born with traffic, maybe this is the three.

Editor-in-Chief Zhou Ying went to the backstage to look at the signing information of [Sange], and was taken aback when she saw the photo.

She seemed to have seen this person somewhere, but couldn't remember.

She read Sange's two cartoons carefully, and she really didn't look like a rookie, she was a skilled cartoonist, but she was also quite talented, drawing the plots vividly and lovely.

Zhou Ying: "These three are very interesting. I have become so popular on the Internet, so I don't even think about it."

The editor who was in charge of communicating with him smiled, "His manuscripts are published regularly in the manuscript box, and he hasn't been online since he applied for the summary list last time."

Zhou Ying: "No wonder I didn't see him in the serialization. He is really Buddhist. Continue to pay attention to him."

And Zhou Qingluo didn't know anything about the degree of discussion on the Internet. During the day, he devoted himself to helping Lin Qi design the scene, and at night he went to the Shancheng Welfare Institute to draw. He didn't know anything, and nothing happened.

When he came to work during the day, Lin Qi was suffocated, but seeing the comments on him on the Internet, he couldn't bear to tell him, and Zhang Chao also suffocated, so they had to fight with those navy troops online.

[I use my personality to guarantee that Sange is not an oath. 】

[Sange is a very good person, please don't associate with certain people, bad luck. 】

[My family has three YYDS. 】

[If Sange is an oath, I will be unlucky for the rest of my life]

It's a pity that the opponent's attack was fierce, and they were outnumbered. These clarifications were quickly drowned in the navy.

At the end of the tearing, they were also a little dazed, whether [Sange] is the vest of the great god, whether it is the oath...

And Song Ling has been working hard recently, as if he had been beaten to death. During the day, he devoted himself to writing programs for Zhao Dayu, and at night he went to Jiaozuo's garage to paint. Zhao Dayu's company is full of programmers, and he pays little attention to the comic circle. , would not talk about these things at all after dinner, Song Ling knew nothing about it.

Zhao Dayu was a little surprised why this casual genius is working so hard now.

He was too curious, so he asked Song Ling, "Recently, you've worked so hard that it's outrageous."

Song Ling replied indifferently: "I just want the demon-breaking project to end quickly."

Zhao Dayu must award him a job star of the month.

But Zhou Qingluo is different. After all, Zero Point Comic Studio is an integral part of the comic circle. Many colleagues know about Chenxing.com, and they always talk about it after dinner.

But Lin Qi issued a deadly order not to allow such unwarranted gossip to be discussed in the company, and the reason he gave was very simple——

"You have the energy to pay attention to gossip, why can't you hand in a work for so long?"

Everyone shut up.

But Lin Qi couldn't cover everyone's mouths, after all, employees could talk when they went to the bathroom.

Seeing that Zhou Qingluo and Lin Qi were getting close, and that Zhou Qingluo was more easy-going and easy-going, he didn't look like he would betray his colleagues in front of his boss, so some colleagues kept asking Zhou Qingluo when they went to the toilet.

"Qing Luo, let me ask you, do you know why Papa Lin doesn't let us discuss the big melon on Chenxing.com in the company?"

Zhou Qingluo was stunned, "What big melon is Chenxing.com?"

The colleague was stunned, "Don't you even go online? This melon is almost out of the circle."

Zhou Qingluo really didn't have time to eat melons online, he went to work during the day, drew at night, and spent the rest of the time on the phone with Song Ling.

Seeing his bewildered expression, my colleague briefly explained to him, "There is a newcomer [Sange] on the annual list of Chenxing.com, who is suspected of [Oath] coming back after the plagiarism and ghostwriting scandal."

Zhou Qingluo waved his hand nonchalantly, "Impossible, haven't all the administrators in the forum clarified, it's not the same person."

"Don't you just say that Chenxing.com covers up [Oath]?"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"How impossible! It is said that the lover of [Oath] is the major shareholder of Chenxing.com!"

Zhou Qingluo was silent for a moment, this seems to be true, Song Ling seems to have said that he is indeed a shareholder of Chenxing.com.

Zhou Qingluo was quite puzzled, "Since they can figure it out, why can't they figure out that the oath and Sange are not the same person?"

The colleague was speechless, and it took a while to react and asked: "Then why doesn't Chenxing.com explain now? Let them be black, and now I feel that I can't turn over."

In his previous life, Zhou Qingluo was also an Internet celebrity cartoonist, and he knew too much about the online world. Based on the few words of his colleagues, he didn't need to go online to read, and he already guessed the general idea of ​​the matter.

No wonder Lin Qi and Zhang Chao have been hesitating lately. They seem to have something to say to him but dare not tell him, probably because they are afraid that the bad reviews on the Internet will affect him.

Zhou Qingluo explained to him in a serious manner: "Don't eat melons, it's boring, this wave of black, probably the opposite party invited the navy black Chenxingwang, and Chenxingwang didn't explain because they watched them make trouble, holding back and slapping them in the face, The oath and Sange are really not the same person."

Colleagues don't quite believe it, "It's real or fake."

Zhou Qingluo chuckled: "Of course it is true, I know both of them."

The colleague looked at him in disbelief.

Oath is a master, and Sange is quite popular now, but he is just a small artist in a comic studio, and he actually said that he knows both of them.

The colleague thought he was joking, and half-jokingly said: "I know them both, they are both comic writers on Chenxing.com, and I also know the richest man in the world."

Zhou Qingluo: "..."

The colleague sighed again, "It's just true or false, anyway, this Sange is quite popular recently, even if he is not the vest of [Oath], I guess it will be the vest of other great gods, ah! I want to be popular too! Do you want to be popular? ?”

Zhou Qingluo deeply hid his achievements and fame, and sighed, "It's all fate."