Moonlight Variations

Jiang Yucheng proved two points with practical actions—

1. Life is not just about making up your mind, just shouting slogans, you also have to take action and show proof.

Second, the first person to come forward and announce that he trusts you is not necessarily admiring your blood, but because he is in desperate need of salvation-to be more unpleasant, it is okay to say that he is in a hurry.

Hirukawa is a creature standing at the bottom of the pyramid. He raised his head, full of energy, and was about to launch an offensive towards the top;

Jiang Yucheng is a creature standing on the shoulders of Shirakawa. It seems to be at a higher height, but in fact it is in danger. He is always afraid of being overtaken and laughed at at any time... After all, it is a little transparent, holding four or five thousand dollars. The first print volume, I'm obviously still worried about which brand of pickles to eat at the next meal, but I have to stare at you: Wow, look at that big book with only 200,000 first prints. It hasn't been sold for two years. It’s sold out.

This kind of creature Chuli hasn’t seen it—

Even when Mr. L wrote on the forum and occasionally wrote an article with less than a hundred replies, unidentified creatures would post: There is no way out for imitation, Mr. L finally ushered in his own end.

For this kind of creature, Chuli only wants to say that she understands their existence, and knows that it is these people who will bring invisible pressure to the great **** author. For this kind of person, she just wants to say: ...Made is mentally retarded, it’s up to you. !

……… Probably the shock of being ruthlessly refused at this moment was a little harder, and Chu Li’s thoughts drifted a bit far, so after accepting the contract returned by Jiang Yucheng, there was no time to react at once.

Jiang Yucheng watched Chuli's actions to mechanically retract the contract, and smiled: "It is embarrassing to have to admit this to the fans in person. Isn't it disillusioning?"

Chuli pulled up the zipper of the canvas bag and raised his head blankly: "Huh?"

…To say disillusionment, in fact, there is nothing to disillusion. After all, even elementary school students know that they must read Polish books before they have to be beaten in their academic performance. After graduation, life teaches us that the ability to make money will decline and we will be hungry, just like reading a book. The simple way can be solved, so what are you waiting for?

Chu Li: "It's not disillusioned."

Jiang Yucheng: "I am not the same as Shirakawa."

Chuli nodded: "It's different."

Hearing this, Jiang Yucheng's smile faded slightly. At this time, Chu Li seemed to be unaware of it. He lowered his head, drank a sip of ice water and said to himself: "But what's so strange about each being different? I ran over to publish the book with a breath of anger, thinking about hitting his dad in the face with his grades; teacher, you followed the market from the beginning, you are the best-selling author and the best-selling author-after all, everyone is going to be popular. , In the end everyone is also popular. What is the difference between high and low? What's wrong?"

Jiang Yucheng was taken aback.

Chuli put down his water glass and looked at Jiang Yucheng inexplicably: "The book can be sold shows that it is well written. If the book can't be sold, it can be improved. The commercial author is not so unbearable, and there is really no desire to write something in my heart. Hope, you can’t hold back the works that sell well."

Jiang Yucheng: "..."

Chuli waved his hand and looked like a person who came over: "You have been punished by Teacher Hiukawa. Do you really think he is noble than you? Tsk tusk, this person is best at talking about death to life. You are fine at talking about life. Talking about ideals is poisonous."

Jiang Yucheng stared at Chuli for a few seconds, and for a while, he seemed to be looking at some magical creature. After a long time, there was light suddenly in those eyes that were originally invisible, and the corners of his eyes softened and he laughed.

I can't wait to record a note and send it to Hirukawa.

After laughing enough, he took the menu and stuffed it to Chuli, telling her to order it casually. He treated him, but Chuli was not polite, grabbing the menu and ordering a bunch of meat-after all, you can fight when you are full. After ten days, "The Book of Luohe" began to promote the pre-sale listing to major booksellers. This is a tough battle that cannot be defeated, and there is nothing wrong with it.

…

night.

Seven o'clock.

At that time, I had eaten and drank enough, and I took out the necessary and small books, and seriously asked Jiang Yucheng about the physical book sales and publicity experience. When I was ready to press the head of Jiu Chuan and let him cooperate with myself-b city In a small building in a high-level community in the center, a man is squatting next to the dog pot, holding a box of hollowed out canned dogs in his hand, watching the big dog eating dog food mixed with last night's leftovers.

It may be that the man's eyes were too hot. The dog raised his head and looked at him halfway after eating. The almond-like dog eyes flickered, and the big paws pushed the dog pot into his arms.

The man stretched out his hand to wipe off the rice grains from the dog's nose: "I'm hungry, but I haven't fallen enough to grab the leftovers from you."

Speaking, he lowered his head and glanced at the leftover rice with a large piece of meat, and paused: "Although I am a little envious of you, there are still canned foods, and there is no instant noodles for anyone to eat at home."

There used to be...

It's just that since someone moved in, you have to feed them regularly or eat them. It seems like you haven't bought instant noodles again? Ah, this kind of change that happens without knowing it is terrible.

Zhou Chuan thought, took out his phone, first ordered three boxes of instant noodles in a treasure, and then wanted to order a takeaway by the way, but in the end he entered the takeaway app and chose what to eat for a long time. Finally, he trembles and quits: I feel called If you take the takeaway, you lose yourself.

But after I took out my phone, I had to do something, so I found someone’s number and sent a text message: [I’m feeding the dog, why do you need it? 】

It's ten ten.

After more than an hour of Shirakawa’s codewords, I made more than four words, threw Weibo to update, and watched a wave of "sofa", "I am a sofa", "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh After commenting like "Update", he raised his head and looked at the clock at 8:30 in the evening.

Er Gouzi opened the door with the traction rope in his mouth, squatting down beside him eagerly: time for a walk.

The man sighed, always feeling that the familiar living rhythm of "single men and dogs" is back again. He stood up and put a leash on the dog, and led the dog out... The match between handsome guys and big dogs is always on the walk. Superstar, after receiving questions from countless little girls on the road, "touch your head, by the way, what kind of dog is this", the man stood on the promenade bridge every time he walked, took out his cell phone, and typed: [Dog I slipped, What use do you want. 】

Still no response.

The phone is dead?

Or has he been killed by Jiang Yucheng-with that toe, you guessed it, that the contract with the first print volume of less than 100,000 tore up the paper and cut the throat to death?

Or maybe the fans met the big golden wind and Yulu, and the two at the table were alone and expressing sympathy and sympathy...

Hirukawa's eyebrows jumped.

Almost without hesitation, the next second he took out the phone that had been put back in his pocket again, entered WeChat, and found the guy named "Jiang Yucheng"—

[Hikawa: Are you done? 】

[Jikawa: It takes so long to make a contract? 】

[Zhou Chuan: Can it be better, people are almost starving to death, and have not eaten after writing the manuscript! ! Return my rice cooker! ! ! 】

[Hikawa:...No, I edited it! ! ! 】

[Zhou Chuan: I can't eat without giving her the manuscript! 】

[Jiuchuan: Do you want to starve me to death? ! 】

The above, the roaring six in a row, perfectly embodies the chaotic mental state that a person who is hungry and tranceful should have.

The man puts away the phone, and if he wants to stop it, he should order takeaway. It’s better to lose once than to starve to death. After eating, she has the strength to make a call and ask her to find a place to dig a hole and bury herself... I was thinking about it, and suddenly I heard a familiar voice called "Teacher" behind him, and then "Da Da" the sound of a little duck walking on the green brick road.

Hikawa: "..."

Leading the two dogs, the man faced Jiang Han without a trace of fluctuations in his heart, and he didn't even turn his head. He thought blankly: This is all hungry and hallucinating.

Until the second dog at his feet immediately jumped up from the original "stomach", raised his ears and wagged his tail, and yelled at him behind him-

Hikawa: "..."

Either the little girl who lives in his attic is really here, or it's really hell.

The man turned around blankly, and at a glance, he saw the little girl carrying a canvas bag while waving her hand while running towards this side-she was indeed running like a duck, under the street lamp, her shadow was stretched very long. long.

Jump and jump, very lively.

Although junior high school students probably don't like to walk like this anymore.

The man let go of the leash and watched the giant Alaska jump out and gave Chuli a big hug.

The man curled his lips.

Standing in place, watching the little girl who was half her head leading the Ergou to her front, when the familiar kind mixed with sunlight, the faint smell of sweat and the mixed breath of shower fluid that could hardly be captured faintly penetrated into her nose. In the middle, he watched her stand in front of him, panting, and said: "I was afraid that I would not be able to catch the subway, so I hurriedly finished the meal, and asked Mr. Jiang Yucheng for some book-selling publicity experience and how to reconcile The secret of dealing with physical booksellers, this is back, and I just happened to see you walking here... Teacher, have you eaten yet? Have you not eaten yet? I think your Weibo has been updated, so you won’t be hungry. —"

A lot of broken thoughts, accompanied by the evening breeze, spread into the man's ears, so the curvature of the upturned lips became clearer.

He lowered his head and realized that he was in a good mood, but he still had to be indifferent: "I'm about to order a takeout, and I'm starving to death when you are hungry... I'm so happy to chat with my long-awaited DaDa, who knows? What time are you coming back tonight?"

"How many times can I return if I don't come back now? How much money will I get for a taxi without the subway!" Chuli stopped thinking, raised his head and glared at him, "Ms. Jiang Yucheng refused to sign the contract, so I eat I'm back after dinner..."

Chuli paused, suddenly thinking of someone's dark history in the morning, his face changed, and he pulled the sleeves of the man next to him: "You didn't send a text message to Teacher Jiang Yucheng to say something, did you?"

Hikawa: "..."

That's a little bit.

He turned to his side and took out his mobile phone and entered WeChat. He wanted to withdraw the previous roaring six combos, but unfortunately found that the "withdraw" option had disappeared.

Hikawa: "..."

Silently shoved the phone back into his pants pocket, lowered his head and looked at the little girl beside him with a wary face. The man looked serious: "What can I say? It's rare for me to be such a big **** and Jiang Yucheng is too angry. You rob the editor? You really value yourself..."

Chuli puffed up his face.

Zhou Chuan glanced, resisting the urge to reach out and poking, twisted his face, frowned, accelerated his pace and said impatiently, "Hurry up and order takeaway. I'm starving to death."

Chuli can only trot to keep up: "I'm back, what can you order for takeaway, there are beef carrots and potatoes in the refrigerator, I will make soup and rice for you..."

"Takeaway, I want to eat takeaway, braised chicken with rice."

"That thing is heavy with oil and taste. What's so delicious? You can turn black and white every day and love to eat takeaway. Can you live beyond thirty? Who will write for me if you die..."

"..."

When I came, it was a man and a dog.

When I left, it was a man, a woman, and a dog.

When the three of them walked away in parallel...

The little girl’s broken thoughts finally ended in the man’s rough movements—amid the buzzing noise in his ears, he didn’t hear a word, just raised his big hand, climbed onto the back of her head, and inserted his fingertips into her. In the soft short hair, she grabbed her head and pressed it down hard!

Chuli staggered forward and raised her head angrily. At the same time, she heard the man next to her lazily say: "Shut up, let those who don't return home dare to talk so much nonsense."

"...I'm doing this for a dream—"

"Any nonsense movie line tonight, you sleep outside the yard, and I will call the police as soon as you get closer to my house."

"..."

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