Genius writer

Zhuang Mo watched Tian Tian leave, put the book aside, and walked to Ren Mingqing: "It's time for us to rest too."

"This is the last bottle of injection, it will be fine after the injection, you don't need to stay here, go back to the hotel and sleep." Ren Mingqing thoughtfully said.

For the past few days, Zhuang Mo stayed with him in bed, sleeping on the narrow folding chair in the ward, and only went back to the hotel to take a shower during the day, and refused to spend the night there, no matter how much he persuaded him, it was useless.Zhuang Mo said that he needed an infusion at night and had to be accompanied by someone.

But from today onwards, he doesn't need a drip all night, and Zhuang Mo doesn't need to be here anymore.

"Stop being petty, how can I leave like this?"

"My fever is gone, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore, and I can go to the toilet by myself, you go back." Ren Mingqing glanced at the small folding chair, feeling distressed, "Why do you sleep well here?"

Zhuang Mo stretched his muscles and bones, staring at his face intently: "Indeed."

Ren Mingqing thought he was moved, and his smile deepened: "You go to bed early, it doesn't matter if you don't come tomorrow morning, you always don't go to the company..."

He shut up halfway through, because Zhuang Mo took off his trench coat in front of him and threw it aside.

"That folding chair is uncomfortable, I want to sleep with you." Zhuang Mo took off his tie again, and undid the top two buttons of his shirt.

Ren Mingqing was a little surprised, but his body moved before his mind.He moved to the side, lifted the quilt, and patted the sheet courteously: "Come on." If Zhuang Mo was still stubborn as always, at least the hospital bed would make him a little more comfortable.

Zhuang Mo untied his belt, kicked his trousers aside, and unceremoniously occupied half of the hospital bed.

Because Ren Mingqing was a man, Zhuang Mo had never thought about that before.But after that night, he could no longer treat Ren Mingqing as an ordinary friend.

Love is the devil.Love bewitches human beings like a devil.Before that, Zhuang Moqing was innocent and frank, but the moment he realized that he loved him, there was a ghost in his heart.He is like Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden who ate the forbidden fruit and saw desire ever since.It is not accidental that he touches Ren Mingqing from time to time, the desire has always been in his heart.

Zhuang Mo slept on Ren Mingqing's bed.During this process, he kept staring at Ren Mingqing's face.Ren Mingqing was a little uncomfortable because he saw an aggressive expression on Zhuang Mo's face.Zhuang Mo didn't smile at him, and there was even a bit of resentment in his eyes, as if he was not satisfied with him, as if there was something he couldn't satisfy him.

Ren Mingqing was panicked.

These few days, Zhuang Mo was by his side, giving him this oppressive feeling from time to time.Zhuang Mo was also strong in the past, but he concealed it well, behaved like a gentleman, and even joked with him.

Ren Mingqing reflected on what he did not do well enough, after much deliberation, only this sudden serious illness came.Taking care of patients is a hassle. Zhuang Mo does his best, but he will never be happy.Ren Mingqing wanted to get better as soon as possible and go back to work for him, but her throat suddenly felt itchy.He didn't dare to cough, and tried his best to restrain his physical discomfort, thinking that this would make Zhuang Mo less disturbed.

As a result of the patience, after 3 minutes, he was so out of breath from coughing that he leaned on the edge of the bed and even wanted to vomit.

Zhuang Mo stuck up from behind and handed him a glass of warm water: "What's wrong?"

Warm water flowed down his throat, comforting him with Zhuang Mo's gentle tone: "No, nothing."

"Is it cold?" Zhuang Mo pulled him to lie down, held his hands, warmed him and restrained him.They looked at each other, lying on a narrow bed, as if embracing.

Ren Mingqing keenly felt that Zhuang Mo was still dangerous.Although he gave him tenderness, he still didn't smile, his eyes were scheming and scheming, and he shrewdly evaluated himself from time to time.Several times, Ren Mingqing felt that he was going to bite herself, biting hard.He didn't know why he had such a strange association.

He is right.Zhuang Mo coldly planned to kill him on the spot.Ren Mingqing had a serious illness and was very weak for the first few days, so Zhuang Mo didn't do anything.Today the doctor said that his body has started to recover and he can get out of bed to exercise. A little exercise is very helpful for him.Zhuang Mo has his own ideas about what a "little movement" is.

They were in the same room day and night, and they were very close.Zhuang Mo had just figured out what was on his mind again, and had a lot of impolite assumptions about Ren Mingqing.Just now, after Ren Mingqing coughed, he told him that it was all right, the word "all right" was extremely hoarse, and he began to fantasize about Ren Mingqing moaning under him with this voice.

Zhuang Mo is a person who knows exactly what he wants.It is his life creed to set goals and strive for them.Ren Mingqing is now the number one target, and Zhuang Mo has always been able to act.He was a pragmatist, and hospital beds were small and uncomfortable, but if they were useful, they were made.

Zhuang Mo thought so.

Of course he is not a reckless man, and he has considered the consequences of doing so.He sees the consequences as very optimistic.Ren Mingqing has a weak personality and obeys her own words.He may cry, but he's also easily persuaded.On the day they are discharged from the hospital, they will go to any country or region where they can get married to settle the matter, and his love and marriage will go smoothly.Confession - go to bed - get married, simply and neatly.

Ren Mingqing's words interrupted Zhuang Mo's plan: "Are you cold?"

"not cold."

"Lie down a little bit, you'll fall if you do this." Ren Mingqing stepped back, beckoned him into his arms, then passed his hands through his arms, struggling to tuck the corner of the quilt for him.

"Okay, let's make do with it." Ren Mingqing withdrew his hands and hugged him very protectively, like a child hugging an oversized puppet, liking it terribly, "But I must go to the hotel to sleep tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay." The bottomless black hole in Zhuang Mo's eyes disappeared, and he became that good Zhuang Mo again.

Men can be treacherous, but they must not be indiscriminate.Even if Ren Mingqing is also a man, it doesn't mean that he can not be a gentleman.The reason why love is love is because it is a two-way choice of free will.If he can't restrain his sensual desire and shamelessly possesses Ren Mingqing, he will be no different from those he hates, whether it is in the name of love or not.Zhuang Mo couldn't let himself and Ren Mingqing be ashamed.

Since you love deeply, you should give the best love. This is the responsibility a gentleman should have.

He put that plan behind him, buried himself in the warm blanket with Ren Mingqing and fell asleep.

-

When Brother Liehuo came home, he found a pair of ins super popular daddy shoes on the welcome blanket, a spare key in the key bowl, a large schoolbag flying on the ground, and a lazy person lying on the sofa.

Reunited after a long absence, Agnigoth rubbed his head happily: "Big beauty, why are you back?"

Ye Shun was playing a game, and when he heard that the head was given away, he stretched out on the sofa and said weakly: "I resigned."

"Why? Isn't the penguin bad?"

Ye Shun's eyes were in a trance: "It's not interesting to be a screw in a big company."

"Have you found your next home yet?"

Ye Shun was still in a trance: "I'm going to travel around the world."

Brother Riehuo understands Ye Shun's character.Ye Shun is shrewd in small things, but confused in big things.He has a very free and easy side in his personality. He is not an office worker who only seeks stability, and he never makes career plans.Just like this time, he didn't care that the company he worked in was already a big platform that ordinary people couldn't reach.

He likes challenging work and needs a sense of accomplishment.Locking him in a small cubicle to read the text, he was too uncomfortable to die, and he was not good at the content.

Brother Lihuo took out the book "Why Lucky People Are Always Lucky and Unlucky People Are Always Unlucky" from the bookshelf and threw it on him: "You should think about what you like to do. I think you are suitable for being a freelancer, not Be an editor. It was a mistake for you to be an editor, why don’t you go back and pick up photography again.”

Ye Shun took the book off his face, casually flipped through a few pages, and there was chicken soup again, so he quickly covered his face and pretended to be dead.Ye Shun came back to life after brother Lihuo brought out the food from the kitchen and lazily moved his butt from the sofa to the dining chair.

"Where is Master Song?" Ye Shun took the chopsticks from Brother Lihuo.

"Too busy, I moved to live next to the company with my girlfriend."

Xiao Song is brother Li Huo's cohabitant and the art director of the company. Now he makes covers for web articles every day, and he doesn't even have time to shave his beard. He looks more and more like a melancholy artist.

"Master Song has a girlfriend?" Ye Shun's expression collapsed.

"It's the new little girl." Brother Riehuo was even more broken than him.

The same is an older single male youth, why does Xiao Song not shave his beard and keep silent all day long, because there are girls who hook him up.

The two single dogs silently ate the dog food in their own bowls.

After Ye Shun finished his meal, he pushed the plate and swayed it back to the sofa to lay his body horizontally.Tian Tian went online in the game, and sent him a message frantically to form a team with him: "There is a dish that forced me to the bronze! Brother Ye, save me!" Ye Shun quickly grabbed him, and called that one Duowei Elemental's kicked out of the team.

Brother Riehuo quickly cleaned the dishes, took a shower, called Ye Shun to take a shower, washed clothes, mopped the floor, then sat down and turned on the computer to make PPT.When Ye Shun's head hurts from playing, Brother Riehuo is still working on PPT.

Ye Shun glanced at the wall clock on the wall, the hands were approaching 11 o'clock: "What are you doing?"

"Jingyu opened a new platform, and a web editor-in-chief was airborne. Did you know about this?"

"I know, Xie Xiangrong, I know her—what's wrong with her?" Ye Shun has many friends in the circle, so he is well informed.

"Xiao Tian'er didn't get along with her, and the two of them got into a fight today."

Ye Shun's eyes lit up, and he dragged a chair to sit beside him: "What's going on?" My favorite parent was short-tempered.

"Xiao Tian'er feels that Editor-in-Chief Xie robbed him of his authorship."

Brother Riehuo briefly told him the ins and outs.

"Tiantian is right. Xinhui's online traffic is high on Tiantian's authors. If Xie Xiangrong wants to build a website, he must establish a good relationship with them and let them produce online articles. But they went to write for the Internet. How can you write a book for Tian Tian? Xie Xiangrong just came to Jingyu, so he didn't dare to touch you, so he picked a soft persimmon." Ye Shun was thousands of miles away, but he knew everything about Jingyu's three-point world. Fighting skills are full.

"She's not bad, but she also admits that the author will run to her." Lie Huo gossiped with Ye Shun, but his eyes were still fixed on the screen, and he methodically moved a text box to the center.

"Then what does this have to do with your overtime work?"

"I think neither of them is wrong. The problem lies in the content. Editor Xie and Xiao Tian'er robbed the author, that is, the Internet Literature Department and the Light Reading Department robbed the author. Why didn't anyone rob me? Because commercial IP, no one but my author I can’t write, and my author can’t write anything else. This is the reason why I survived. And the two departments share the same group of authors. Their creative direction has not yet been finalized. They can write jokes and cute articles. You can also write web articles.”

"Your distinction is a bit problematic. Now the consensus in the industry is: Xiaomengwen and Duanziwen are also online articles."

"It's definitely not the same thing. Traditional online articles are paid by the number of words, so you have to write long, write routines, follow the wireless style, and rely on subscriptions to make a living. But Xiaomengwen and Duanziwen are just bedtime stories. After reading them, they are gone. , very happy, and went to bed. Since light reading is short and concise, how can it share the same charging standard with online writing? It’s not long, and it’s a big loss. There should be a new monetization mechanism, such as readers’ rewards.”

"Readers' rewards are unstable."

"You can't say that. If you don't write a series of online articles, you will lose your subscription. When Qingdu started from Weibo, Duanzishou and Xiaomengwen have tens of thousands of reposts. This is definitely something that has a market."

"Okay." Ye Shun was confused about the content, and he didn't like to read articles, "What are you going to do?"

"Light reading is a market that has not been accepted by any online literature platform. Since we are the first to eat crabs, we should go further. Light reading is not an accessory of online literature, and should not be attached to it. It is a new fashion trend and should have its own territory. Authors who are good at short jokes and cute articles should not force them to write wireless Internet articles. We should give them new channels so that they can Get paid for the topics you are good at."

Brother Riehuo's eyes were full of hope, and he moved the icon of light reading to the same position as the web text, changing the entire APP framework.