After Being Bent by Reader

This is not an excuse, Xu Chuanchuan is indeed too sleepy.

Regardless of whether the other party will reply or not, she quickly quit Weibo, put down her phone, and suddenly heard Xu Xiangxiang screaming next to her: "Ah, ah, help, I'm dying!"

Xu Chuanchuan Sleepybug was driven away for most of the time, looked at the person next to him quickly, and whispered, "What's your ghost name in the middle of the night?"

Xu Xiangxiang held the phone without turning her head back: "I'm talking about the characters in the game, oh-it's over, I have no blood."

Xu Chuanchuan slapped her head and said, "Go to bed."

Xu Xiangxiang twisted her body and said, "You go to bed first, I'm not sleepy yet."

"How can I sleep if you don't sleep? You'll noisy me." He said, grabbing her mobile phone.

Xu Xiang was so fragrant that he turned over and met Xu Chuanchuan's warning eyes. How could he dare to complain? She curled her lips and said, "Okay, okay, go to bed, I will go to the bathroom first."

Xu Chuanchuan put the two people's mobile phones out of the reach of his arms, and pulled some messy sheets. Just after lying down, Xu Xiangxiang came out.

Xu Xiangxiang climbed onto the bed and said, "Turn off the lights."

Xu Chuanchuan hesitated when hearing the movement beside him. Looking at Xu Xiangxiang's profile, she couldn't help asking: "You tell me the truth, how did you and Murong meet?"

Xu Xiangxiang rubbed her eyes for a while, her eyes flashed, and she said, "Didn't I tell you already? I just met on the street."

"Do you think I would believe it?"

"Why don't you believe it?"

As soon as Murong Shi walked away and closed the door, Xu Chuanchuan asked Xu Xiangxiang about it, so Xu Xiangxiang made up a relatively rigorous story for her.

Xu Xiangxiang wanted to come to her. In order to catch the bus, she ran too fast and almost got hit by a car. The owner of that car is Murong Shi.

Murong Shi slammed the brakes, and when she came down to check, she found that the girl in front of her looked very similar to Xu Chuanchuan. Upon asking, she learned that these two people were actually sisters. Out of good intentions and along the way, Murong Shi sent her over.

Although it sounds like a coincidence, it is reasonable. Xu Chuanchuan was fooled by Xu Xiangxiang. She ordered Xu Xiangxiang to take out, and she secretly used her mobile phone code without thinking too much.

Now calm down and ponder carefully, and find that Xu Xiangxiang's story has a big loophole.

How could Murong Shi be so kind?

On Friday, she was "punished" by Murong's poem for reciting the shameful compliment. It was only a day later. Could it be that Murong's poem changed her sex?

It is possible for Xu Chuanchuan to replace this enthusiastic helper with anyone, Murong Shi's words...why?

Xu Xiangxiang must have concealed something.

Xu Chuanchuan looked at her without a smile: "Do you know who she is?"

"Isn't it your colleague? She said that she is just like you, she's all messing around in the company."

"Da...Miscellaneous? She said it herself?"

Xu Xiangxiang nodded and blinked innocently, "Isn't it?"

Xu Chuanchuan twitched his mouth and said, "She is our boss's daughter."

"What!" Xu Xiangxiang exclaimed, and raised her upper body to look at her, "Really? Then why did she lie to me?"

Xu Chuanchuan couldn't figure it out, and frowned slightly.

Xu Xiangxiang said to herself: "No wonder I find it strange. If she is really like you, how could she drive such a good car. But then again, your boss and daughter are so nice."

Xu Chuanchuan looked at her like a ghost: "Where is it?"

Xu Xiangxiang thought without hesitation: "It's pretty."

Xu Chuanchuan glared at her: "It's up to you."

Xu Xiangxiang smiled and said: "It looks so good-looking and so enthusiastic, and there is no air in it. Isn't that good?"

Xu Chuanchuan seriously suspected that the Murong Poetry Xu Xiangxiang said in her mouth was not the same as the Murong Poetry she had come into contact with. She was silent for a moment and said: "Many people in our company privately call her the Devil's Head. Only you think she is good. "

"The devil?" Xu Xiangxiang was aroused by her curiosity, and Gu Lu got up, "Is she very cruel in the company?"

Xu Chuanchuan had no face to tell Xu Xiangxiang that he had been engaged by Murong Shi once, after all, it was her fault. After that time, a shadow was left in her heart, even in the presence of her own sister, she did not dare to rant. Although knowing that Xu Xiangxiang cannot betray herself.

This time there was a longer silence, and Xu Chuanchuan said ambiguously: "It's just very cold, I have a sense of distance from everyone, and other colleagues dare not get close to her in private."

Xu Xiangxiang moved her **** to her side: "So you have a bad relationship with her?"

"Please use your brain. She is the boss's daughter, and I am just a small assistant in the engineering department. The two people have no intersection, so where is the friendship?"

Xu Xiangxiang opened her mouth slightly, twisted it, and said, "That's even more strange. Since the relationship is not good, why does she still care about you?"

"She cares about me?" Is there a mistake?

"Yes, she knows you have a bad waist, so she asked me in the car."

"..." Xu Chuanchuan was surprised.

While she was in a daze, Xu Xiangxiang patted her on the shoulder and said, "Anyway, thank her for helping me. I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

It wasn't until Xu Xiangxiang lay down again, looking at her back, that Xu Chuanchuan remembered that he still hadn't been able to inquire about it.

Xu Xiangxiang deliberately escaped because of a guilty conscience. She also forgot to mention that Murong Shi mentioned Xu Chuanchuan's love for mala Tang.

Fortunately, she didn't say that if Xu Chuanchuan knew, it would not be far from Murong Shi's loss.

the next day.

"Didn't you say you have a part-time job today?"

Xu Xiangxiang seemed to have not slept well, and said listlessly, "Blow."

"What do you mean?"

Xu Xiangxiang took a sip of milk tea, "Quabang Gabang" bit the ice in his mouth, and said, "I thought about it, part-time job is so tired, I still don't buy a mobile phone."

Xu Chuanchuan: "..."

After that, Xu Chuanchuan asked her if she wanted to go shopping in the mall. Xu Xiangxiang showed a lack of interest and said, "I don't want to bask in the sun. There is nothing fun about you. I will go back to school later."

After leaving Xu Xiangxiang, Xu Chuanchuan can finally use computer codewords. She wrote a chapter throughout the afternoon and came out of the "little black room" and saw the message An Ji had sent to her.

An Ji: "Code word?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "Just finished coding."

After a while, Anji replied: "Come again?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "No, I have to pack ten couriers and send it out later."

An Ji: "Are you also starting to do micro business?"

Xu Chuanchuan couldn't laugh or cry: "What kind of micro-business? It's a Weibo lottery. I promised to give readers a personal note."

Speaking of sending books, Xu Chuanchuan couldn't help thinking of her previous guesses about the identity of the local tyrant reader. Although she finally convinced herself by denying herself, she still couldn't help chatting with An Ji.

An Ji: "If this local tyrant is really your boss's daughter, it would be interesting."

Xu Chuanchuan: "It's scary, OK! If that's the case, I would rather commit suicide under a pseudonym."

An Ji: "She is not fierce and wicked, can you be so afraid of her?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "You don't understand."

In fact, even Xu Chuanchuan didn't know what he was afraid of.

Is Murong Shi really that scary?

otherwise. But Xu Chuanchuan felt that there was a sense of oppression in front of her, and after the "reading" incident, there was a sense of shame.

At about five o'clock, Yunda Express came to pick up the package. Before the things were taken away, Xu Chuanchuan took a vague photo and prepared to post a Weibo to inform readers.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I logged in to Weibo, I heard "Ding Dong" and the system prompted a private message.

Seeing the face of the familiar blue sea area, Xu Chuan's heart was tight.

She originally wanted to avoid the local tyrant for a while, but she didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to contact her.

There is no poem for the girl's feelings: "What is this nutrient solution and moonstone used for? [Picture]"

Thank goodness for not letting her write meat.

Xu Chuan set his mind, clicked on the screenshot, and found that it was the backstage information of the readers of "Passerby Poetry". Nutrient solution 80, moonstone 10, points 0, and the balance is 88888.03 Jinjiang coins.

Xu Chuanchuan's gaze was immediately attracted by the last piece of data. She stared wide-eyed and counted carefully, making sure that she didn't see the dazzling eyes, but she was still shocked.

I charged so much money at once, no wonder I didn’t feel distressed at all when I thundered, it was really embarrassing...

Then the focus goes back to the problem of the local tyrant.

Love to eat Mala Tang: "The system of ordering a novel will increase the income of nutrient solution, which can be used to water your favorite articles, which is equivalent to the role of voting. The role of Moonstone is generally to score negative points. Moonstone."

There is no poem for the girl's feelings: "That means I can hit five negative points now."

Love Mala Tang: "Yes."

There is no poem for the girl's feelings: "Then all contribute to you, so as not to waste."

Xu Chuanchuan:! ! !

Love Mala Tang: "Local tyrant! Please control how many you send! This negative score is not a joke, it will deduct the article points! [Koutou][Koutou][Koutou]"

This local tyrant was very self-willed from the beginning, with a clear brain circuit, and so arrogant, that he would really mess around if he didn't make trouble.

Xu Chuanchuan directly regarded that sentence as a threat. She wondered if her perfunctory action last night made the other party unhappy, she regretted it, and the other party hadn't said anything, so she confessed.

Love to eat Mala Tang: "I was wrong, I was wrong, you must calm down, local tyrant! I still have the meat that I owe you tonight, okay?"

Love Mala Tang: "I will start writing now!"

At that time, Murong Shi was blowing a hair on the terrace on the second floor.

She just woke up from a nap and had not changed her pajamas. She sat lazily on a hemispherical suspended chair, holding aunt Lian’s watermelon juice specially made for her in one hand, and holding a mobile phone in the other. .

She didn't know when she had this habit. She likes to tease Xu Chuanchuan when she has nothing to do. She can't help but feel happy in her heart when she imagines that the other party is eating madly.

In order to prevent herself from becoming a pervert, she still restrained a bit. In many words, she just played casually, but Xu Chuanchuan did not expect that this time Xu Chuanchuan took it seriously.

Write meat? Does she really think she is so hungry and thirsty?

But Murong Shi did not intend to explain, as long as the other party dared to write, she dared to read it. She suddenly became a little curious, what kind of beautiful pictures can Xu Chuanchuan, who is usually silly, write.

I got tired of brushing Weibo, drank the watermelon juice, and relieved my laziness. Seeing Xu Chuanchuan, there was still no movement.

Murong Shi didn't wait any longer and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Halfway through the wash, Murong Mingshu knocked on the door and told her to go down for dinner.

Two hours later, Murong Shi, who came back from a walk with Murong Mingshu, entered the bedroom and took a shower again.

When she wiped the skin care products on her face, she heard a ding-dong sound from the phone, and she ignored it.

It's been half an hour since the whole set of skin care products were wiped off, and Murong Shi was lying on the big bed, picking up the phone unhurriedly.

She hasn't turned off Weibo, and she can see private messages as soon as she turns on her phone.

Love Mala Tang: "I've written it, the content is a little bit more, take your time [shy]"

Followed by two pictures that take a lot of memory.

Murong Shi clicked on.

Although he didn't expect much, after reading the text content of the screenshots of the two chapters of the document, Murong's face turned green.

This is really a genuine piece of "meat", with a beginning and an end, complete steps, attention to detail, and a full sense of picture. If you show it to a person who is in a hungry state, I'm afraid you will drool long ago.

Murong Poetry is full of black lines.

She never expected Xu Chuanchuan to be so "really", and actually wrote her the whole process of "stewed meat", and the stew was still a world famous dish-Dongpo meat.

Murong Shi angrily threw the phone aside.

Thinking about it, feeling unhappy, she took the phone back again, and her fingers fluttered on the screen.

There is no poem for the girl's feelings: "I'm going to go [bye bye]"

Xu Chuan said that she must do it. She spent three hours in a row, first looking up the information, then watching the video, and after she developed inspiration, she wrote such a two-thousand-word "routine". After reading it, she could bear it. Can't help drooling. Being complacent, I didn't expect the other party to be dissatisfied!

Love Mala Tang: "Don’t don’t! Don’t be merciful! You don’t like Dongpo meat? Then let’s change to something else? Braised pork? Boiled beef? Pickled fish? Roasted lamb? You order me. Write [please][please]"

After waiting for a long time, the other party did not reply, Xu Chuanchuan finally realized that he might be playing off.

She bit her collar anxiously, opened the serial page, and waited for someone to come to her.

She almost smashed the F5 key. After refreshing for nearly ten minutes, Xu Chuanchuan breathed a sigh of relief without seeing the ID of "Passerby Poem".

...

Xu Xiangxiang's words still had some influence on Xu Chuanchuan. She originally planned to avoid Murong Shi as much as possible in the future, and even thought about going downstairs when going to the toilet, but now she found that her thoughts were really too narrow.

How can Murong Shi have the idle time to fix her every day?

After three days, Xu Chuan didn't even see Murong Shi's face. Every time she passed by the general manager's office, she couldn't help but glance at it secretly, and then, lest someone would come out of it at any time, she speeded up and left.

Not seeing Murong's poem, the whole person is much more relaxed. In addition, Xu Chuanchuan found that the local tyrant poem was somehow missing.

In fact, it is not inexplicable, it may be that she was offended by her...

Xu Chuanchuan once suspected that he was hacked by the other party's Weibo, but he dared not send a private message to confirm. The name "Passerby Poetry" did not appear in the article for three consecutive days, and even the readers are discussing this matter.

——Baby Shi hasn't been to Deep Water for three days.

——It may be busy, or it may be fattening.

——It's much slower. I want to get fat too, but I can't help but want to watch it.

——Is this baby boy your girlfriend? Why is she only thundering for you? Every time a shot is a deep water, a chapter is a deep water, this must be true love! @爱吃麻辣汤.

——Haha, where's the girlfriend of Dagangzhizhi!

...

When Xu Chuanchuan looked at the screen and saw the three words "girlfriend", he almost couldn't hold the mangosteen in his hand. The reader @她 did not dare to speak, and thought sadly in her heart: "What kind of love, people even threatened to grind me down three days ago."

Xu Chuanchuan is hard to say, but I also blame myself for this, or he sticks to the principle, why do I have to write that piece of meat? It's simply a brain drain.

In fact, Murong Shi was not in the company for the past three days. She took Linda and went on a business trip with her uncle Murong Mingkun.

When she was busy with business outside, she didn't have the mind to read any novels. Every day she went back to the hotel, took off her high heels, and collapsed on the bed with exhaustion.

Once, Linda asked her before going to bed: "What's the name of the novel you read?"

Murong Shi in the makeup remover paused: "Why are you asking this?"

"Curious. Bored, I want to see it too."

Murong Shi turned his head to look at her, with someone's unpredictable emotion in her narrow and long phoenix eyes, sweeping Linda up and down, and finally said lightly, "Forget."

Linda: "..." I wanted to cultivate a common hobby with her...

After Murong Shi finished speaking, he stopped removing his makeup, his eyes returned to peace, but he was thinking about things in his heart.

Then she probably won't forget the ridiculous name in the next few years. She was so angry that Xu Chuanchuan was so angry that she really wanted to go down with her anger, and finally held it back.

In order to make herself feel better, she simply didn't even touch the Jinjiang APP.

It was Friday again in a blink of an eye.

A male colleague was celebrating his birthday. Before he got off work, he secretly ran to the engineering department to invite others to play together. Amidst the cheers, Xu Chuanchuan remained silent.

The man noticed her and said, "Xiao Xu, you too."

Xu Chuanchuan smiled and said, "I won't go anymore, I still have business. Happy birthday."

The man was not very happy. He got closer and said: "What can I do after get off work? Besides, tomorrow is the weekend, so I can save face."

This male colleague is notoriously a fancier. He obviously has a girlfriend but often makes ambiguous jokes with other girls in the office. He also likes to use his hands and feet, so Xu Chuanchuan has never liked him very much.

Xu Chuanchuan calmly avoided the touch of the male colleague, and said, "I will work overtime tonight."

The male colleague was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "Who are you lie to, our company still needs to work overtime?"

It's not necessary, but Xu Chuanchuan just doesn't want to go. She thought for a while and said: "A batch of new summer products are out. Our boss asked me to take pictures. Every model and color must be photographed. I can't finish it without working overtime."

This is not a hurry, Xu Chuanchuan originally planned to save it until next week.

The male colleague thoughtfully.

Xu Chuanchuan didn't want to entangle with him anymore, opened the safe and took out the camera, and said, "Excuse me, I'm going to be busy."

Go take a few photos first, and leave when you get off work.

Half an hour before leaving get off work, Xu Chuanchuan entered the airtight studio alone. There were several packing boxes stacked in the corner. She opened five first. Put things in place, adjust the light several times, and shoot from all angles.

Five products and half an hour is not enough. After shooting, you have to repack things into the boxes and clean up the venue. Such a tossing takes almost an hour.

When I came out, it was quiet outside. Some people were already off work, and the other part was supposed to be celebrating the birthday of the male colleague. Xu Chuanchuan hummed a song with his camera, and walked to the engineering department, when suddenly the door on the side of the corridor opened!

"Huh—" Xu Chuanchuan was taken aback.

The person who opened the door was also shocked by her sound, but quickly converged into an iceberg face, looked down at her, and asked, "Why are you still here?"

This is also Xu Chuanchuan's doubt, why has Murong Shi not left yet?

With a stiff smile on her face, Xu Chuanchuan shook the camera in her hand and said, "I just took a picture." She deliberately looked back away from Murong Shi's gaze, "Why didn't Linda be with you?"

Murong Shi closed the door blankly and said, "Her boyfriend took her for the holidays."

Holiday?

Xu Chuanchuan suddenly said: "Oh, I almost forgot that today is 520." Her eyes rolled quickly, "Do you want to go to the festival with your boyfriend?"

Murong Shi Feng's eyes narrowed, and the tone was so weak that people couldn't hear the emotions: "But."

This answer was unexpected, and Xu Chuanchuan didn't know how to pick it up for a while.

"I am leaving."

"Wait a minute..."

Murong Shi looked back at her uncertainly.

Xu Chuan tightened the camera in his hand and said, "Thank you for sending my sister that day."

"You have already thanked you."

Yes, I already thanked him verbally that night, and Xu Chuanchuan didn't know why he had to mention it again.

Her ears were a little itchy, and she didn't dare to scratch, her body straightened and she was uncomfortable.

No way, Murong Shi is too high, and his stern face makes people stressful. It seemed that every time she stood in front of Murong Shi, she would lose control, and her brain twitched and said, "How about I invite you to dinner?"