After being dressed as cannon fodder, I just want a divorce

After the roar, the atmosphere took a turn for the worse, and Yu Yun's stiffness appeared.

It's not that Zhou Zhou has never seen Fu Hengzhi angry, it's just that the other party at that time was more serious and powerful than now, with a deep hatred.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Fu Hengzhi's performance at this moment gave him a sense of tweaking.

It's like a boyfriend and girlfriend quarreling, and halfway through the quarrel, the woman realizes that it's actually her fault, but she has to hold on because of face.

Zhou Zhou, who played the man's role, was not firm enough, and asked cautiously and tentatively: "Then I'm going to sleep now?"

Fu Hengzhi was silent for a moment, then walked down the steps given by the other party, and hummed.

Zhou Zhou bit the bullet and lay down next to Fu Hengzhi. It was nothing to say, but when he really wanted to sleep, he realized that he was used to being single, and he couldn't sleep with a big living person beside him.

Fu Hengzhi fell asleep last night because he went to the balcony to make a phone call.

With his back to Fu Hengzhi, Zhou Zhou didn't dare to move, he didn't even have the courage to turn over, so he just fell asleep until dawn, and when he opened his eyes again, there was no one beside him.

After simply washing up and changing into casual clothes at home, Zhou Zhou went downstairs to see Fu Hengzhi eating breakfast slowly at the dining table, refreshed.

On the other hand, Zhou Zhou was not doing well, his tiredness was written all over his face, his eyes were slightly blue, and he obviously hadn't rested well.

"Morning." Zhou Zhou sat down at the dining table and scooped himself a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Before he got the spoon, he took the bowl and started drinking.

Aunt Feng handed over half of the spoon, observed the state of the two of them, and suddenly realized, she coughed lightly at Fu Hengzhi, who had already eaten and was about to go to the company, and turned her head to Zhou Zhou, who was still holding a bowl of porridge.

Fu Hengzhi realized it instantly, looked at Zhou Zhou who had just put down the bowl and was still chewing, and said slowly: "I have gone to the company, I won't come back for lunch, and I will go home before eight o'clock in the evening."

Hearing the words similar to reporting, Zhou Zhou choked violently in shock, his face flushed and his eyes filled with tears, and he said in pain, "Come back?" Is the young master still asleep?

Fu Hengzhi only thought that the other party's expression and tone were choked up, nodded and said: "I will stay home during this time."

Seeing Fu Hengzhi's figure disappear at the gate, Zhou Zhou was paralyzed all of a sudden, leaning back on the chair, his eyes glazed over.

Seeing his hollowed-out state, Aunt Feng softly advised, "It's just that you two have been separated for too long, Hengzhi... can't handle it, it will be fine after a long time."

"Ah..." Zhou Zhou's head was empty due to lack of sleep, and his heart that had just calmed down did not ignite any kindling. He didn't even hear what the other party said clearly, let alone the meaning behind his words. He only drank a bowl of porridge He dragged his tired body upstairs and walked upstairs with a pot of succulents.

Go back to the room and put it on the computer desk.

Staring at the green elf Zhou Zhou, he barely perked up, and clicked on the website to read the response to the book.

It's just so-so, much stronger than he thought, he has saved manuscripts, but he is anxious about traffic.

Saved manuscripts are uploaded regularly, so Zhou Zhou doesn't have to worry about updating issues, instead he goes to Weibo to read private message replies.

He deleted the fan's comment yesterday, but the other party hasn't replied to him yet.

-HZ: Although I am puzzled by your behavior, I understand you.

Just replying to this sentence was enough to make Zhou Zhou's heart burst into flames.

Look, pattern, look, what is a rational adult.

Long live the understanding!

Zhou Zhou went back to the comment area of ​​Weibo to glance around. After one night, the majority of black fans still showed no signs of stopping.

Compared with my own novels, this stream doesn't look like it was produced by one person. Is there any way to exchange or overlap the two streams.

Zhou Zhou's eyes lit up, and he stared at the scolding comment area and grinned. I have a bold idea.

Is there such a possibility, borrowing the power of the original owner, Hei Hong, to gain popularity.

Maybe he can double-up and write about what these people want to see.

As long as it is close to money, Zhou Zhou is very active in it.

Who has trouble with money?Moreover, the matter of rubbing the heat of the original owner...it's not shabby to make money.

Zhou Zhou summed up the sources of black fans and himself, oh no, the black spots of the original owner.

Wan Jialei, whoever the original owner came into contact with, the fans of the original owner would come and step on them. Facing these right owners, no matter Ye Qisheng or Wen Luo, or earlier, Zhou Zhou cleverly used one word to sum it up— —

Follow the stars.

Ideas are generated and put into practice.

A sensible adult, Fu Hengzhi, started a meeting when he arrived at the company. The meeting lasted for more than an hour, and reviewed several contracts in response to various issues raised by the board of directors yesterday.

The spirit is really good today. I don’t know what happened last night. The quality of sleep is inexplicably good, and I have no dreams all night.

Does he accept the bed?

After lunch break, Fu Hengzhi did not go to the office to catch up on sleep as usual, but sat on the office chair and took out his mobile phone, and chatted with fan groups on WeChat in an obsessive way.

Group information 99+, when Fu Hengzhi clicked into the chat box, all the girlfriend fans exploded, shouting that her husband was so cute and cute when he was young.

This will not be done directly to Fu Heng.

I confirmed again and again that these female fans were referring to Zhou Zhou himself, and then began to wonder how these people knew the story of Zhou Zhou's childhood. Seeing them chatting vividly one by one, I didn't know that their parents and Zhou Zhou's parents were best friends. .

The parents of both parties are close friends, President Fu is inexplicably superior, and he clicks on the input method with his fingertips.

【private chat】

-HZ: What are you talking about in the group?

-Don’t eat rabbits: Zhou Zhou’s husband has changed his job to become a writer, and gave the novel link QWQ on Weibo.

The other party replied in seconds, and Fu Hengzhi frowned slightly after reading.

Manually click on Weibo.

The chat box above is still popping up.

-Don’t eat rabbits: By the way, Miss, your comment was deleted by Zhou Zhou’s husband QWQ.

-Don't eat rabbits: Don't be angry, Zhou Zhou's husband may just see you being scolded and want to protect you QWQ.

-HZ: I know.

-HZ: He chatted with me privately.

- Don't eat rabbits: Huh? QWQ

The other party is still sending messages, and the content is nothing more than doubts about this rhetoric.

Fu Hengzhi quit WeChat after taking screenshots to prove himself, and was going to see what kind of tricks Zhou Zhou wrote, which actually involved childhood life.

Zhou Zhou: Changing careers as a writer, thank you for your attention to me for a long time, welcome to join me, title of the book: "The Stars We Chased Together in Those Years", link...

As expected, the comment area was full of scolding again, some scolding people and some scolding articles. Fu Hengzhi frowned and clicked in, and began to read Chapter 1:

People have memories, but I don't know how many celebrities I have fanned. Just like everyone, we all liked someone at the beginning, as our spiritual leader. 【99+】

There is a small comment section at the back of the paragraph, and Fu Hengzhi couldn't help but click in, and there were only two words in his head.

unlucky.

Fu Hengzhi: "..."

Continue reading——

When I was six years old, I fell in love with the first star in my life. Coincidentally, our names consisted of two characters. At that time, I firmly believed that it was fate.

He has a tragic past, but he has built a proud character and a compassionate heart. He must be called a charity ambassador.

When I was young, in order to learn from idols and support idol careers, I secretly donated my pocket money behind my parents' back every month.

At that time, when my peers gathered at the school gate to realize the freedom of latiao, I was quietly doing a great thing, determined to be one step ahead of them on the road of life.

Roll them to death.

Such a great thing, I persisted until the second grade of elementary school.

It was a beautiful morning, and I got up early to develop a good habit-watching the morning news with my parents.

It was reported in the news that a charity ambassador was criminally detained for raising funds on the surface and secretly embezzling and laundering money.

Although coded, I recognize his navy blue suit, which he wears timelessly to various charity events.

He said at the time that he didn’t change his clothes because it was unnecessary. When he was a child, he could mend a piece of clothing and wear it for more than ten years. At that time, I was very moved. I made up my mind to wear a pair of Ultraman boxer briefs with holes. ten years.

I cried and ran back to the bedroom, took off the pair of ripped underwear and threw it on the ground, and stomped on to vent my anger. My mother came in and gave me my favorite mouth.

Later I learned that the navy blue suit was worth millions.

From that moment on, I took off my fan and turned back on it, and swore, I, forever, hate navy blue suits.

……

At the end of the reading, Fu Hengzhi was silent for a long time after reading it. As time passed, he slowly got up and walked to the inner room, looking at himself in the mirror... the navy blue suit on his body that the employees praised as handsome.

Silently called the secretary, "Take back my black suit that was sent to the dry cleaner two days ago."

After hanging up the phone and exiting the call interface, Secretary He stared at the dark blue suit at the end of the article and smiled.

Hey, it's knocked, it's knocked.

[The author has something to say: Domineering · Fu Hengzhi: Say, what else do you hate.

The update is getting late, I, I, I, I am too lazy.

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