Moonlight Variations

The temperature of the man’s lips still stayed at the corners of his lips, and the expression on Chuli’s face also froze. After the words "My dad wants to see you", she looked at Shirakawa with a blank face: "We weren't a week ago. Have you just officially announced that you are together? I will see the parents now? Will you be a little anxious?"

"It was for the "Luohe Book of Gods". In fact, at the beginning, I invited Editor-in-Chief Xia and you to have a meal with you to talk about his son's professional life. I don't think there is much to talk about, so I just asked: You want to see Why does my girlfriend bring Teacher Xia..."

"..."

"They really arranged Teacher Xia's dinner to another time," Zhou Chuan looked like "Am I very smart", "except for my dad not believing that I have a girlfriend, everything is perfect."

"...I can understand if your father doesn't believe this." Chuli looked at the slapped face in front of him, and said sincerely, "It's true that I am confused about this matter now?"

"I am a best-selling author, and you, as the editor of my book," Hirukawa stretched out his hand, and Lanhua poked Churi's forehead. "You are the closest person in the world to this great talent. What's surprising about this dumping?"

"..."

"Not to mention that I am also very handsome and have money."

"..."

"You are picking up treasure."

"Have you said enough?"

Chuli rolled his eyes and patted away the orchid finger poking on his forehead. Men in love are always honey and self-confident, and feel that they are good everywhere. Marrying Liu Yifei is a little bit wronged... I just listened to these words before, but now I have seen the ** specimen-Chu Li can’t bear it. After staying for a while, I would like to tell my parents how to introduce Shirakawa: Mom and Dad, this is my boyfriend, a well-known domestic best-selling author, worth tens of millions, scholarly, tall and handsome, but his brain is not good.

At this moment, Zhou Chuan sat down beside Chuli and took out his phone to fiddle with for a while...Instead, Chuli's phone vibrated first.

[Yu Yao: You tell Zhou Chuan not to read Weibo for the first time, there are all kinds of smoky words...]

[Yu Yao: It has reached the point where "he can have today depends on his father". This time "The Book of Luohe" was shortlisted for the Huazhi Award, but it made some people jealous-they were just shortlisted for not winning the prize. 】

[Yu Yao: Also, I’m actually quite curious as to why Zhou Chuan insists on not writing romantic essays... It doesn’t look like he doesn’t want to write, I think the conflicting emotions are too strong, the deputy editor-in-chief, if you ask him, Satisfy the curiosity of the people? 】

Chuli glanced at the phone and responded to Yu Yao with a string of "...". At this moment, she heard the sound of unlocking the phone screen with a "click" in her ear. She twisted her head and saw that it was Shirakawa who had unlocked the phone. On the screen, she was about to slowly click on Weibo, and she almost reflexively reached out and held Hikawa's phone: "Then have you bought your ticket?"

Shirakawa raised his head and looked at her inexplicably, "When can't I buy a ticket?"

"I have to ask for leave with the club." Chu Li took the phone away from the man's hand without change.

Suddenly, Shirakawa stopped moving. He suddenly calmed down and stared at Chuli seriously for a while... Originally, Chuli was a little bit weak, but he didn't see his eyeballs in the eye sockets until he was seen by the man and his hair was erected all over his body. After turning around for a while, his voice calmly asked: "What's going on online about me again?"

Chuli wanted to cry and call her mother for a moment, but she complained about what Yao was doing to prevent her from reading Weibo. Her acting skills were broken down by the actor in ten seconds-it was simply playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong!

At this time, Hikawa had already snatched her phone from the statue, who was stiff.

In a short period of time, some negative emotions grew and fermented at an alarming rate.

A few days ago, it was okay. Suddenly, when a person put forward the saying "Does Shiukawa rely on his father for today", this argument spread quickly...

[Zhou Chuan's "Dong Fang Wen Wen Lu" is mature in writing, will it be my father's ghostwriting again? The second hh? 】

[Jiang Yucheng is okay, although the first work is quite popular, but Hiukawa’s first book was written by someone who really didn’t know each other who wrote the article for the first time...]

[I just checked the list of writers associations in province c. The new generation of writers can only join Jiang Yucheng and Jiuchuan. Hey, as expected, all walks of life depend on the background. We can only rely on ourselves for being transparent, so angry. ! 】

[I don’t understand why Shirakawa is red, it’s not nice to write! 】

[I have never read Zhou Chuan's article. I read "Dongfang Yan Wen Lu" after I saw you 818. It's hard to read it, so I only read the beginning. It is true that the writing is mature, but it is not that way. Mature, if it’s a debut female work + a veteran writer to help revise and deliberately leave some jerky traces, it’s over-so the author of "Dongfang Yan Wen Lu", or the second author, should I change it to day Gu Forget it? 】

[Hahahaha The selection group of the Flower Branch Award is so miserable, the first time a non-traditional literature was shortlisted, the author caused such a scandal! 】

Above, posts such as 818 Hikawa’s background background quickly sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and the dirty water was splashed one after another, even the one with a lying gun and Jiang Yucheng, who had only recently sold a copy.

As if in the dark, some people have been waiting for their accident for a long time.

This time I finally found an opportunity to speak up.

It's as if there was another writer not long ago, and it was also questioned that the young fame works were the ghostwriting of his father... At that time, there was a lot of noise. What about the evidence? Not many.

Jiukawa read these replies calmly with his mobile phone, until Chuli reached out his hand and grabbed his phone again: "Don't look at these boring things. A scandal seems to have seen your dad write for you. Yes! They ranted there before they even finished reading your article..."

"The books that Jiang Yucheng and I have written over the years are not seven or eight but five or six, which add up to several million words. If we want to pinch, we have to read our articles. What kind of pinch is he who has such a high quality? Goods..." Shirakawa waved his hand and turned over on the sofa, somewhat listless.

It can be seen that it is not unaffected.

Over the years, he has been cautious, speaking and doing things desperately to separate himself from his father Zhou Gu Xuan.

In the end, something like this happened--

There are 10,000 ways of Kurojokawa, among which 9,999 are "mentally handicapped" with a smile, but these people who don’t know where to fight, really found Na Wei One thing he cares about.

I don't know what Hiukawa thinks.

Chuli feels distressed anyway.

In fact, she has been ignited by the anger of Li Li, and her mind is full of "why" and "why". I want to use the official Weibo of "Moonlight" to ask, why are you people so dark that you can have a plain mouth. Spread rumors for no reason...

Her fingertips were cold, and she was full of anger and couldn’t vent her anger, she could only find the book of "Moonlight" official blog that started to spread the rumors that Zhou Chuan might be the person of his father, poked into her Weibo and found that she was crazy. Forward all kinds of remarks made by Kurojokawa on the Internet, with the words "23333", "I'll say it", "Let everyone see"...

The numbers "2333" have never been so annoying.

I followed her Weibo all the way down and found that she was a senior high school student, and she also had a Tieba account. Randomly searched and posted records on her Tieba account, and easily found the high-h fanwen she wrote, as well as the so-called Tieba account. The school, class, name, home address, and parent’s mobile phone number left by the friends when they exchanged letters... and photos.

If you want to die, die together.

Make your mouth cheap.

Chuli took screenshots of all her things, and found the information about seeking part-time jobs in her city on the part-time job website. She randomly asked someone to ask "Do you want to distribute flyers?" The person quickly replied: Do everything, how much is it?

Call the school, report the student in the name of the parent, take his child to post, and share the information with each other;

Standing at the door, put her photo class name with her explicit writing

h-segments are bound into a book and distributed to students passing by;

Make her famous.

Isn’t it the third year of high school? If you use the Internet so idle to make fun of others, you just don’t want to read books at all;

Let her also taste the taste of life as if it was about to be ruined;

Let her die.

Let her die.

The hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and he was about to talk to the part-time worker who was asking how much money to send out flyers. At this time, the sofa next to him suddenly rang, and Hiukawa’s voice came: "What do you eat at night?"

"..."

Chu Li was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head.

Seeing the man with his back to him is holding his mobile phone and lazily playing happily and dispelling music... At that moment, the anger that was ignited can be enjoyed.

A basin of cold water was poured on his head--

The whole person calmed down.

She suddenly realized that she could not do this--

When those people grabbed her by the ankle, desperately trying to drag her into the **** called "Despicable".

If she left without hesitation and wanted to fight those people in **** with all the dead, what if she won the battle in the end?

She was already in **** and became as despicable as those people.

——Originally, she should have looked down at them high up and laughed at them.

She can't do this.

She don't want this.

As if the phone in his hand suddenly became hot, Chu Li threw the phone while the part-timer kept asking questions. Looking at the man lying on his side with her back to her, her cloudy eyes regained light, she crawled from behind the man to him again, grabbed his side arm with both hands, and her head poked out from above him: "They black your evidence. It’s nothing more than "Dongfang Yanwenlu" doesn't seem to be written by someone who wrote it for the first time--"

Jiukawa raised his head slightly to look at Chuli.

Chu Li: "This is indeed not the first time I have written an essay."

Shiukawa shook his body like a leech attached to him, trying to shake off the person lying on him: "Don't even think about it."

"Just give me a look. After many years, Hiukawa returned to "Moonlight" magazine with his real debut female work, reopened the serialization, and slammed his head..."

"You can pull it down," the man twitched his lips mockingly, "Mr. Zhou Guxuan said, this thing is waste of time, meaningless, and worthless. It is a waste of paper and ink when written out—"

"Hikawa!"

"..." The man raised his hand and digs out his ears with his little fingers, looking impatient, "What!"

"While you are dissatisfied with your father's control over you, and dismissive of what he said to do with education, you also acquiesced to what he said in your heart, hiding in silence, are you not contradictory like this?! "Chu Li grabbed the man's arm tightly, frowning fiercely, "Now that the people outside are so dark about you, why do you let them spread rumors like this for what you haven't done? Go and refute, go and hit them in the face--"

The words have not yet settled.

The back of his head suddenly climbed onto a big hand.

The man turned back a bit, and at the same time pressed her head with his big hands and pressed her head down-the next second, the soft lips swallowed all the words she had not had time to say in the future. The tip of his tongue is like a cat's tongue, sticking into her mouth to fit her, and entangled as if he doesn't want to separate again...

From the beginning, her breathing became less urgent because of her anxiety. Her body seemed to soften, and her hand grasped his arm again. He whimpered slightly because of the tip of his tongue, and his fingers bounced tremblingly and softly. Holding his arm--

Jiuchuan could feel that Chuli was like a cat with its hairy and croaking back and screaming. It was soothed in his arms and turned into a pool of water, soft as boneless.

They didn't separate until they were unstable.

The man lowered his eyes and wiped the saliva from the corners of her lips with the rough belly of his thumb. He frowned, but a smile appeared on the corners of his lips: "Why are you more anxious than me, I'm fine."

Chuli stared at him for a while.

After a while, he opened his arms and hugged him, and one rolled over from behind him and crawled in front of him, and then arched his body like a caterpillar into his arms——

Hirukawa raised his hand and patted her on the back like a child.

"I almost did something terrible just now. Fortunately, you asked in time, what to eat tonight."

The dull voice in her arms sounded, and Hiukawa's big hand on her back paused, and then the man sneered.

"It seems that God asked me to take you away for a reason. What is this called? Justice comes from heaven."

"I let her go."

"Uh-huh."

"Better remember my great kindness."

"Well...well done, well done."

"Humph."

"Chichi."

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Let me talk about why I always ask for leave on Weibo, because Jinjiang does not have the function of the author’s website. I also post a comment on the post when I ask for leave. That’s it. Sometimes I leave the leave and the comment is washed out and invisible...

When I ask for leave on Weibo, there will be little angels to help carry it, and there are more than one or two. I can always see the leave comments in the front row by reviewing the comments myself. This is the maximum notification level.

Also, I saw a comment saying that I said that the second shift did not change after twelve o’clock. It’s really not my **** thing. I’ve never done anything like this before. I said it’s more common than the second shift. It’s even more hours. Jinjiang’s system often delays prompting updates and does not display new chapters. What can I do? I am also desperate. Everyone always thinks that I don’t update every other time. Is this the reason?

In fact, since this article was opened up to now, taking one day a week is the peak frequency of my vacations. Before, I used to change daily, and I took two days off a month.

I didn’t update the day before yesterday because I was on the plane the day before yesterday. After checking in for the plane in the afternoon, I lived on the plane for five hours. I didn’t get home until two in the morning, and my back was sore. That’s why I changed my vacation from today to that day...this Weibo also Having said that, there are also little angels who have been transported to the article, and they are very concerned about finding it by themselves.

Finally, I have said all that should be said, and I urge everyone to stop struggling and not to update the issue that affects the mood of reading the article. At least for now, I will be with you six days a week:)