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- Xiao Jingwen was a little depressed.
The subscription volume in the past few days has been very bleak, and she herself is a little discouraged. Looking at the novel she is serializing on Lewen.com, she has the idea of ????giving up on this novel.
She wanted to ask Guiguzi, the editor-in-chief, to recommend some better websites, so that maybe the book could be brought back to life. But whether it was QQ or phone, Guiguzi couldn't be found, as if this person didn't exist in the world at all.
She asked questions in the group, wanting to know what Guiguzi was doing, but except for a few sparse "don't know" and "don't understand", there were no other replies. Even Number 1, who had been the most active recently, only replied "I don't know". Xiao Jingwen asked further, but no one spoke.
This made Xiao Jingwen a little angry, so she simply turned off the computer and went out to go shopping with friends.
It is already the end of March, and the new semester in Northeast China has just begun.
Liu Lianhui was lying on his bed, looking at his laptop at the end of the bed. He studied oil painting, and one of his oil paintings was displayed on the computer screen. In addition to the computer, there was also a Mickey Mouse clay doll on the small computer table.
Liu Lianhui is not a "celebrity" in school. Apart from attending classes, he writes novels in his dormitory. When it comes to writing novels, Liu Lianhui is a little proud. He wanted to be a writer when he was very young, but later because he was too busy studying, he didn't have free time to work hard for his dream until he was in college.
When Liu Lianhui's second supernatural novel began to be serialized on Lewen.com, some inexplicable things began to happen: for example, his things often disappeared; for example, there were often some inexplicable phone calls, but no one answered them. Talk; another example is the clay sculpture of Mickey Mouse in front of me that I don¡¯t know where it came from.
The classmates in the dormitory all went out to eat. Liu Lianhui had no appetite, so he stayed in the dormitory by himself.
The sky outside has gradually darkened, and the hour hand points to six o'clock in the evening. Liu Lianhui didn't turn on the lights. Being in this level of darkness gave him a sense of security.
The corridor outside was also quiet, but there were bursts of laughter outside the balcony, but it was a bit harsh to Liu Lianhui's ears.
Liu Lianhui himself doesn¡¯t know what he is thinking about now, he just doesn¡¯t want to move or code to write a novel.
He suddenly remembered some things that happened in his school last semester. Of course, he had only heard about them: for example, a student killed a prostitute outside; someone else fell into the river during a barbecue; and someone jumped from the balcony of his dormitory. He fell straight downstairs and died The only time Liu Lianhui was at the scene was the fire in the anatomy building on New Year's Day.
That day he saw those corpses with his own eyes, which gave him some inspiration. After returning to his dormitory, he started writing the novel he is currently serializing.
Liu Lianhui suddenly felt that his current world was crazy. He sat up, turned on the computer, and prepared to play games.
The clay sculpture of Mickey Mouse was on the edge of the computer table. When Liu Lianhui moved, the computer table shook, and the clay sculpture fell down.
Liu Lianhui was on the upper bunk. When he saw the clay sculpture falling, he instinctively went to catch it, but he didn't expect that the inertia was too great. He couldn't sit still and fell off the bed!
Liu Lianhui seemed to have turned somersault, and his head hit the iron frame of the lower bunk
When other people in the dormitory came back, Liu Lianhui was already bleeding from seven holes and motionless. Beside him, the gray clay sculpture of Mickey Mouse was lying in Liu Lianhui's blood, with his big eyes open and his mouth grinning, as if he was laughing at something.
Among the supernatural novels on Lewen.com, the only one that Xiao Jingwen continued reading was Liu Lianhui¡¯s.
Although Xiao Jingwen is now a writer of supernatural novels, she doesn't like reading supernatural novels, but Liu Lianhui's novels made her a little interested. The reason for this can be said to be that Liu Lianhui is too young and has no experience in the world. The words he writes make Xiao Jingwen look very pure. Even Xiao Jingwen can guess the following half after reading half of the story. Eighty-eight.
But in the past few days, Xiao Jingwen suddenly felt that something had changed in Liu Lianhui's novel, but she couldn't tell where it had changed. She asked Liu Lianhui on QQ, but he didn't answer her.
There is one more thing that needs to be explained here, that is, in this "Love Wen You Gui" group, there is a couple who are dating online, namely No. 2 and No. 4.
Number 2 is Liu Lianhui, and number 4 Li Bing is a supermarket cashier who is also writing novels in his spare time. Liu Lianhui didn't know why he started an online relationship with Li Bing, and only Xiao Jingwen knew about it.
When she discovered something was wrong with Liu Lianhui, the first thing Xiao Jingwen thought of was whether these words were written by Li Bing on behalf of Liu Lianhui.
Before Xiao Jingwen could ask, Li Bing found Xiao Jingwen on QQ.
"Sister Jingwen, do you think something has happened to Liu Lianhui recently? He always ignores me when I talk to him!"
Xiao Jingwen glanced at the terracotta warriors and horses in front of her: "I don't know, but I also noticed that there are some problems with his novels recently. Didn't you call and ask?"
Li Bing sent a wry smile: "His mobile phone can't be reached, and I don't know what happened"
Xiao Jingwen didn't know what to say, but Li Bing suddenly asked: "By the way, Sister Jingwen, I received a birthday gift from Liu Lianhui today. It's a clay sculpture of Mickey Mouse. It's very cute!"
Xiao Jingwen was startled: Mickey Mouse? Wasn't Mickey Mouse what Liu Lianhui told No. 1 two days ago? Why would he appear in Li Bing's house now?
"Is it gray?" Xiao Jingwen asked.
Li Bing paused for a while and said: "No, it's almost the same. The whole body is gray, only the eyes and lips are bright red. It felt cute at first. But now that you ask, I look more closely. Something feels wrong, very uncoordinated! Haha"
Xiao Jingwen stopped talking. She thought this might be another coincidence: Liu Lianhui originally studied oil painting. Maybe he painted Mickey Mouse's eyes and lips red and sent them to Li Bing!
"By the way, Sister Jingwen, I want to go to Jiangbei City during the Qingming Festival holiday to see Liu Lianhui and you!" Li Bing said suddenly.
Xiao Jingwen thought for a while: "Come on, I'll treat you two to dinner! Haha!"
Li Bing smiled, said he was going to work, and then logged off.
Xiao Jingwen looked at the dark sky outside the window, then turned to look at the time on the computer. It was already ten o'clock in the night.
"It's time to sleep again!" Xiao Jingwen closed the computer, stood up and stretched, took a shower and then lay down.
Xiao Jingwen fell asleep quickly. She opened the window a little, and the breeze outside gently blew in. The sky is now very dark, like a huge black net covering the whole world.
Through the darkness of night, we saw Xiao Jingwen sleeping peacefully. In fact, Xiao Jingwen is really beautiful and elegant. When people see her, they will feel pity for her. They always want to hold her in the palm of their hand and make her belong to them only.
Maybe the clay sculpture of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses on the computer desk thinks so too. It was facing Xiao Jingwen, looking at her steadily.
At this time, on the other side of the river, No. 5 of "Le Wen You Gui" laughed loudly at the clay sculpture of Monkey King in front of him: "My wife, don't you think this thing is very cute! It actually has This is the first time I¡¯ve seen the clay sculpture of Sun Wukong!¡±
The girl in her twenties opposite shook her long hair and said, "You drank too much! Stop drinking. You only know how to drink every day. What's the use of writing crappy novels! I have been writing for so many years." You can¡¯t even afford the down payment for a house! You take your wife to eat food stalls on the street all day long! Wake up!¡±
I graduated from junior college on the 5th, and I didn¡¯t like any job after graduation, so I brought my classmate and wife to Jiangbei City to write a novel by myself while my wife worked in sales for an outside company.
"What's wrong with the food stall?!" No. 5 laughed and said, "I think I'm very happy now! I don't have to listen to other people's cynicism, and I don't have to be bossed around by others. I just listen to myself! And I have food and food. I can even make enough money to spend on drinking! Tell me, I¡¯ve already lived this far, what else am I not satisfied with?! Huh?!¡±
The girl glanced at No. 5 and nodded at him speechlessly: "Okay, okay, I say this every time. What time is it? If I don't go back, I will be late for work tomorrow!" After saying that, he stood up He stood up and muttered: "That shabby house is leaking but has no water! I don't even want to go back!"
When No. 5 heard this, he stood up suddenly with the strength of drinking: "Don't want to go back?! I think you don't want to go back a long time ago, right?! No, no! It's not that you don't want to go back, it's that you don't want to go back with me for a long time. alright!"
As he spoke, he picked up the gray clay sculpture of Monkey King on the table: "What is this?! I'm just confused, you use such a thing to deal with me?! Is this a birthday gift for me?!"
The girl originally wanted to refute, but was startled when she heard this: "Husband, I'm sorryI've been too busy recently. I have to complete my tasks for this month. How about I give you a point?" I can¡¯t even get the money I¡¯m sorry, I forgot your birthday I don¡¯t know how this clay sculpture ended up in my bag. Maybe a colleague put it in the wrong place. !Don¡¯t care"
No. 5 glanced at his girlfriend coldly: "I know we are both old, but I can't give you the kind of future you want, and there's nothing I can do about it. If it doesn't work, just leave. Come on, I won't stop you!" After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the road.
The girlfriend wanted to stop No. 5, but she didn't expect a roaring car to "swish" past her eyes. When she came to her senses, she only saw the clay sculpture in a pool of blood?Wrong! Don't worry about it"
No. 5 glanced at his girlfriend coldly: "I know we are both old, but I can't give you the kind of future you want, and there's nothing I can do about it. If it doesn't work, just leave. Come on, I won't stop you!" After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the road.
The girlfriend wanted to stop No. 5, but she didn't expect a roaring car to "swish" past her eyes. When she came to her senses, she only saw the clay sculpture in a pool of blood - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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