MTL - When an Angst Writer Meets a Doting Writer-Chapter 25 Festival
In a school, you both breathe the air in the same place. Today, the dish you ordered in the cafeteria may have been ordered by your love beans ten minutes ago. ”
"I can't understand, because I haven't encountered this kind of situation? Well, all in all, I am very lucky..." Tang Yuzhi said here, smiled a little, "In fact, I never believed before I met him." I am an atheist of fate or God, but after meeting him... can't say that, it should be said that meeting him, I can only explain it with fate or God. ”
"Would you like to know if the pig is gay? What is the situation when the little brother said that the straight man is cheating him? Is it gay? I don't know. The first person I like is him. As for the straight man, he is also very good at explaining. A stranger who is suddenly very good to you will probably be very strange. So in order to eliminate his doubts and continue to exercise his right to him, I can only say that I am a straight man, just want to be friends with him. ""
"Later? Then I did become a straight man... but he told me that he is not straight!!!" Tang Yan said with a smile, "I put myself together."
"The second thing is to install the sugar candy of the fans? Hehe... I really didn't have it. I first knew him as a fan. He was a little transparent, so I got to know it after a long time. I am with Another sister plus he has a small group, we chat... Well, both of them think I am a woman, so my sister just knew that I was actually a Dutch pig."
"Actually, I really didn't want to lie to them... he is an author. Some words may be better as readers. I don't think I am a Dutch pig. It doesn't matter at all. I was just a fan in front of me, okay... I apologize that I am guilty because I really lied to them."
"Is the brother's text good-looking? The gold content of this question is too low. I don't want to answer it. This is to ask you, 'Do you love beans that look good?' is a truth."
"Who is the first white? This question really hurts me. You must think it is me? No, it is his first opening."
"Why not you? Because your little brother is a very slow person in his life, so I want to give him more time. I didn't expect him to meet me. It wasn't slow, and he said everything he wanted to say." ""
"What did you say? This can't be said, this can only be heard by me alone, can't tell you."
"So the little brother is a person who looks good and looks good and has a good temper and looks pretty good. The pig gave us a story about the success of a younger brother? Well, the summary is good."
"Pig your blog is still written? You should not write it. It was an accident to open this article. I am very happy recently and I feel that I have no ability to write Braille."
"Why do you like him?"
Tang Yuzhi looked at the sign of the house tube in front of the barrage. He knew that this sentence was asked by Tingting. He slowly rubbed the mouse and then opened his mouth.
"Why do I like him? This question is very eloquent. I think 'like' is a very sinister thing. One action and one detail can be the reason why you like someone. And the same, 'like' changes. It’s cheap, if you want me to say something about him, I really can’t say it, because he’s too good, I like him all.”
"I am a very rational person in my daily life, but I can't divide my feelings into three or six, etc. Even if I tell myself that this person is not good, you can only pay a point of feeling. That person is very good to you, you I want to pour a lot of feelings, but it’s really a reality. Maybe I paid a three-pointer to this bad person. I’ve only pour a seven-pointer to that good person, and my feelings for him, probably how do I pay for it. Not enough."
Having said that, Tang Yanzhi made a joke. "God has spent all kinds of means to let us meet. If I don't like him, maybe God will make me lonely and old for the rest of my life."
【Beauty is in the eyes of beholder】
[It is popular to say that it is fragrant to put a fart]
[The subtext of the last sentence of the pig is that I can only like him alone or not in this life. No one else can do it.]
At this time, the door knocked, and Tang Yanzhi slammed the screen with a variety of questions: "Your little brother told me to go to dinner, I can't chat with you anymore. After these questions, I will slowly answer you."
[Weibo can send more of your daily life with your little brother? 】
"Yes, from today, I share my daily life. You like the best. If you don't like it, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I will send it every day."
"Well, everyone, I will go down first, see you next time."
[90.]
"What did you say to the audience?"
There were two bowls of tomato and egg noodles on the table. Tang Yanzhi replied: "If you don't say anything, just chat."
The two sat opposite each other, and Xu was slightly apologetic to the opening: "It may be a bit salty."
Both the tomato and the potato were cut into diced, and Tang’s thought of how to talk to him when he went to the garbage street. He looked down and said: “It’s not salty, it’s delicious.”
The opposite person was obviously relieved, and he later picked up the chopsticks. "It's delicious."
"Would you like to go back later?"
"Of course I have to go back, I have to code at night."
"Okay..." Don Juan’s tone became a bit embarrassing. "Is it important that the code is important?"
Xu Chi "噗嗤" laughed out, "Don't make trouble, I will finish next week."
“End?” Tang Yan’s surprise, “So fast?”
"I have a manuscript, and this article has been dragging on for too long. I am afraid I will not feel it when I drag it down."
"I will send you back when I finish eating, I will not refuse."
"......it is good."
[91.]
A week later, "Missing You" officially ushered in. Due to the sake of the list, "I Miss You" had the privilege of staying at the end of the week for a week, and the collection broke through thousands. The Weibo fans of Xu Chi also rose to three figures.
"Do you release it like this?"
On the street where the smell of the year is getting stronger, Xu Chi and Tang Xizhi are sitting in a coffee shop. He edited Weibo and gave the phone to the opposite person.
“I am very happy that my own work is over,” Tang Yanzhi looked at the mobile phone and read it out gently. “I am also very happy to meet many small partners. The article “Missing You” is actually not quite flat. Something happened, probably because the mentality has changed. Now I think about it and I don’t think it’s really anything. I have a lot to say, but I am not a person who is good at expressing feelings, so I can only say one of the most vulgar. Thanks."
"This is my third year as an author. One of the things that made me the most proud of these three years is probably the common psychology of all authors..."
"Hey, don't read it!!!" Xu Chi stood up and tried to take the phone from Tang Yan's hand. Tang Yuzhi hid and smiled and said: "How? Dare to write still dare not let people say?"
"I just think... a bit numb."
Tang Yanzhi looked up at Xu Chi and saw that he had laughed out two small pear vortexs. He then read down. "My reader is a word written by me."
"It's very good, just send it." Tang Yuzhi returned the phone to Xu Chi, swearing, "Is the next article still written?"
Xu Chi took the phone and sent it. He looked up and said: "Of course, I have to continue, but I have to wait for next year. I want to write it slowly. When I have some papers, I will feel it again. Will you continue to support me?"
"Of course, I will always support you, whether it is Don Juan or Sugar."
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