A CV that doesn't want to be the Goddess's wife is not a good author [网页]

Although I didn't eat udon noodles, the 饸饹 noodles in the cafeteria were also good. A few people ate it while snoring. Xia Changyou still had the last bite of noodles in his mouth, and the others scattered immediately.

"Why are you bored?" Xia Changyou asked quickly after swallowing the last mouthful of noodles.

"I'm going to the library." Lin Yuan was the first to answer, while hugging the book.

"I... I'll go to an Internet cafe outside, it's more enjoyable to play games there." Hu Dongdong also stood up, still holding an extra skewer of meat in his mouth.

Fatty scratched the back of his head, "I...I want to go to the basketball hall, there will be air-conditioned room after the game."

"Let's go, let's go, a bunch of heartless people." Xia Changyou waved his hand, "I just happened to go back to the classroom to sleep for a while, and you all came back early, there is class in the first period of the afternoon."

"I got it, I got it." The three turned around and walked outside. As soon as they got out, they immediately turned to the small bamboo forest next to them.

The fat man was tall, and the bamboo leaves blocked him, so he finally squatted down and asked aggrievedly, "Dongdong, what are you doing, you are so mysterious?"

"Come here!" Dongdong hugged each other, "We are thinking about Xiaxia's life, we must find a way."

Big Fatty casually grabbed a piece of grass and put it in his mouth, "Isn't Xia Xia very good? I am happy every day."

"What a yarn!" Hu Dongdong slapped him on the head, "If this continues, he will be worse than those internet-addicted teenagers."

"Does the internet addict mean you?" Lin Yuan asked lightly.

"Don't worry about it." He pressed the heads of the two of them together, "Find a way to let him move around, or tonight."

"Is Xia Xia still busy? He still has to write a novel tonight."

"Stopping for a day won't kill anyone, so find a reason to call him out then."

"Xia Xia is so talkative, call it whatever you want." At this time, a classmate from the basketball team passed by, "Hey, Lao Ge, go play."

"Call me, go right away." Fatty stood up, "It's useless for you to call Xia Xia here, you have to talk to him, how about going on a trip together on weekends?"

"Where are you going for two days?"

Dongdong was also tired, so she sat down on the stone steps at the bottom, "Xiaxia would not be willing to take study so seriously."

"Skip class on Friday, let's hang out together." Lin Yuan thought for a while.

"Hey, it's strange today. Why don't the rich second generation stop studying after they figure it out?"

Lin Yuan folded his arms calmly, "Can't you suddenly want to go out and play?"

"Okay." Dongdong stood up and hugged his shoulders, "Then we can discuss it later." Then she tiptoed to press his shoulders, "If you go down a little, I can't even hug him."

Xia Changyou ran to the classroom after finishing his meal. Now that noon time is short, he doesn't want to run to the dormitory. There are only a few people in the classroom. They are holding tablets and wearing earphones, and sleeping in two places. , Xia Changyou looked at the books on the table, and even one had a tissue with only two words written on it - Occupy a seat, uh, a little speechless.Are seats so tight now?Isn't the front and back the same?Even though he thought so, he still took out his book and took it out for some bastards in the dormitory, just don't let me yell at that time, as long as he is not a CV, he doesn't have the ability to change his voice.

Well?What are you listening to at noon today?He rested his chin and thought for a while, he was familiar with the play, and since he listened to it for the first time, he still intercepted the voice of the great god and saved it in his mobile phone, set a time at night, and occasionally forgot to wake up in the middle of the night to continue listening for a while.Let's listen to some songs today.Wait a minute, the Great God doesn't seem to be singing.

Xia Changyou immediately went through the phone's favorites, there were no drama posts.On Weibo, no.On the post bar, there is no such thing.It's really weird, it's unscientific that the Great God doesn't have a song.

He searched his memory, no, Little Apple said that if you want to find the song of the great god, you should go to her.

Hurrying up to the little penguin, the beeping sound exploded immediately, everyone in the classroom looked sideways, Xia Changyou hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He quickly plugged in the earphones, and then he was relieved.

A girl over there stood up, looked at Xia Changyou, and then walked out of the classroom.

He thought for a while, this girl seemed to be from the major next door, and she seemed to be taking the same class this afternoon.But why are you looking at me so strangely?He touched his face, but there was no dough on it.Forget about it, let's see what other people ask him for.

In the dialog box, the first one is bamboo, the second one is fog deep, the third one is Xiaoyin, and the last one is Mengshao.The easiest thing is to be cute, just one sentence, make a long comment, knock on the bowl, etc.

Yiqu Qingjiang: Got it, ~(≧▽≦)/~~I’ll give it to you in the evening.

Then there was Shui Zhongyin. It turned out that he was called to go to the group to lose his morals. No one teased them, and every day was empty, lonely and cold.

Xia Changyou replied harshly: Get lost! ! !Don't disturb my good lunch break.

There were two hums over there, and then a voice came over.

Xia Changyou gritted his teeth, what voice did he send, will you pay if there is no traffic?Then I clicked on it, and the little quote over there was very cheerful, "Did you make it? It should be said this way, roll over, baby cow, and then the nest can roll away smoothly."

"Boring." Xia Xia wisely ended the conversation.

The small editor Zhuying's tone is very serious, Xia Xia, I must have a good talk with you about the update of your novel.

Yiqu Qingjiang: What's the problem? Σ(°△°|||)︴

Bamboo Shadow: Although you updated yesterday, but the time is so unstable and the number of words is uneven, what are you doing?fall

Yiqu Qingjiang: Hey, hey, what a mess, I thought it would be [-] a day, you hurt my little heart so much.

Bamboo Shadow: Well, just to remind you, Master Xia, we poor editors still have to rely on you to support us, you don’t want to make money?Don’t want to eat a lot of delicious moo?Don't want to take a trip that just goes away?What are you waiting for, hurry up and code.

Yiqu Qingjiang: But I want to take a nap (o-ωq)). oO sleepy, rubbing my eyes.

Bamboo Shadow: No, I won’t let you sleep. You can code a few hundred with a small claw machine before going to bed. You can also code a few hundred in 10 minutes after class. You can also code a few hundred while squatting in the toilet. Alright, I'll think of so many ways for you.

Yiqu Qingjiang: o((⊙﹏⊙))o.[摇] This is so disgusting, you must be crazy.

Bamboo Shadow: Mistake, the door was closed for more than ten days due to heavy snow, and there was no rice or firewood at home.I don't ask you to have the hand speed of the second uncle and the sluts, but I just ask you to keep improving every day.

Yiqu Qingjiang: (>﹏<.)~Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo dollars m(___)m

Bamboo Shadow: This is so good o(*^＠^*)o~Look at your performance, you can finally raise your head in front of other editors, hahaha

Xia Changyou helped his forehead. It turned out that he came to comfort him when he was frustrated, so he quickly followed the hair.

The last one is student Wushen, who sent quite a lot of messages. After ignoring a bunch of coquettish and cute emoticons, I finally saw what he meant.

The message was sent this morning.

Fog Shen: Big, big, are you really not here?Can you really not see me?You really don't want to talk to me about Rensen?Why do you want to give out the authorization, I have the heart to die.

Xia Changyou frowned slightly, why not give it, wouldn't it be great if a group of people could present this story in its entirety?Why did he react so much?

Yiqu Qingjiang: ╰(￣ω￣o) [touch head], why did Wushen children's shoes say that, can't they be authorized?

Wu Shen: NO, Qingjiang Dawo respects your decision, but this does not relieve my sadness at all.

A Song of Qingjiang: Why?

Fog deep: o(￣ヘ￣o#) It’s fine if so many people see it, I can’t stop it, but if it’s adapted into a radio drama, it will definitely destroy the image, I’m not happy, no one loves the little fence and the old man more than me ape man.

Yiqu Qingjiang: There will be no damage, I believe in the professionalism of CVs. (￣︶￣*)) hug~

Fog Shen: (┳＿┳)...that’s Qingjiang, you didn’t see the darkness in this circle, the muddy water is puddle after puddle, the whole can be written as a history of blood and tears.

Yiqu Qingjiang: (⊙o⊙) Do classmates also understand Zhongzhuan?

Xia Changyou also wanted to ask if he knew the Great God, but they quickly rejected it, "I don't know, I am a loyal little reader, and I don't care about the rest."

Yiqu Qingjiang: Ah, I thought Shenshen also knew about this.

Fog Shen: Did Da Da really not change his mind? ~(＞﹏＜)

Yiqu Qingjiang: I'm sorry, student Shen Shen, the authorization has been given, and I cannot go back on my word.

He didn't reply there for a long time, and Xia Changyou thought he had escaped again for no reason, and only then did he receive a reply.

Wushen: Well, I changed my mind too.

Xia Changyou thought about it, and it is estimated that many readers will have this kind of mentality. They like something so much that they can't wait to keep it for themselves. If more people see that they like it, they will be unhappy.He is very considerate of Wu Shen's mood, just like he likes the Great God now, if the Great God can sing a song or something specially for him, it must be an exclusive collection, and he will fly with joy.

Wait a minute, isn't this kind of mentality not very good? Is it just a damn possessive desire? It's really bad.

Turning around, he called out Little Apple, regardless of his state of mind, the first thing to do is to get the song of the Great God.

A Song of Qingjiang: Little Apple, call Little Apple.

Little Apple: sama, sama, I'm coming~(~o￣▽￣)~What's the matter?

Yiqu Qingjiang: Why don't you wear a fiery vest?

Little Apple Huo Huo Huo Huo Huo Huo Huo: Recently, she is hiding from the limelight, low-key, low-key.

Xia Changyou didn't care what she was keeping a low profile on, she just wanted to get the song of the Great God.

A Song of Qingjiang: Didn't you always say that if you want to find a song from a great god, you will ask for it?Is now okay?

Little Apple Huohuohuo: Ah, pinch, pinch, pinch, really found the right person.In fact, except for the songs of the king in our agency, they are not passed on to the outside world.

Yiqu Qingjiang: Huh?Why?

Little Apple Huo Huo Huo: After listening to it, you will know, in fact, there is only one song of the king, so you should listen carefully.

Yiqu Qingjiang: Well, should I raise my claws and make a fuss, and I will definitely not spread it. W(￣_￣)W

Little Apple Huo Huo Huo: There is absolutely nothing to say about sama's character, I am very relieved, let's take it.

What Little Apple sent was an online file, and Xia Changyou clicked to download it when he was excited. It was only after he was cheap that he remembered, ahhh, this is using traffic.Forget it, make a fist, for the sake of the great god's song, it's no problem to burn some traffic.

One song Qingjiang: Then why is there only one song by the great god? Don’t there be more benefits in the club?

Little Apple Huo Huo Huo Huo Huo: I want to too (ˇ?ˇ) ~, but the king will not sing, no one can do anything about it, this song was obtained by extraordinary means, so you can listen to it with confidence.

Xia Changyou was startled. According to his tone, does the Great God sing badly?No one said he was tone-deaf or something, why?

The downloading speed was very slow. Xia Changyou was very anxious. He said he was going to sleep, but now he was completely refreshed and not sleepy at all. He only hoped that he would be so refreshed after class.

Finally got the song down, Xia Changyou couldn't look directly at the name that Little Apple gave it: the song of Wang Shangshang who is better than the second brother and makes your fetus move.

That's enough, no matter how you look at it, this sentence is so stupid, it's even more stupid than the chapter name I chose.

Putting on the earphones, Xia Changyou closed his eyes and lay down on the table.The classroom was very quiet, and the earphones worked very well. When the pre-play played, his ears moved. It sounded familiar. He thought it was an ancient song, but he didn't expect it to be a pop song.

The tune flows slowly, and there is a soft front tune against the ear, "Oh ~ mylove, mylove."

Xia Changyou still didn't remember it, but it was really a song he knew so well. When the first sentence sounded, his scalp felt numb. It was really the only song.The singing voice of the great god is different from that of radio dramas. This song is full of affection, but it is also very lazy. Biting down every word makes people's eyes sparkle with love.

how fresh my sky is

The promise of transparency is the air of the past

It's you holding my hand

But you can't see your smile clearly.

Xia Changyou just wants to chirp, no wonder he is called Bi Er Ge, and he sings no worse than Er Ge, especially in the later climax, you are the only one for me, anyone who hears it will be moved Is it okay to cry?

Clutching his little heart, he lay down on the table, and when he heard the second orgasm, he was more than moved, oh my god, is he crying?Why do you sing with a crying voice?

我 已 不 能 多 你 一些

In fact, the limit of love has already been exceeded

It's so heartbreaking that it's hard to add.