If the reminder fails, you will be teased

San Xiao Dang Chi is a male writer on an unknown novel website, and he is also the author Luo Wangshu had the most contact with in the early days.

He has only published one martial arts-themed work on the Internet. The style of writing is magnificent, the plot twists and turns, and the righteousness of family and country are mixed in it. It is quite addictive to read.

His plot writing is not as rusty as most newcomers. After each chapter, there is no nonsense about asking for subscriptions and recommendations, but it has attracted many readers.

Not long after that, he was caught by the editor of the website at a glance, and quickly became popular after being listed on the new book list, which also made the small website popular.

It was at that time that Luo Wangshu noticed this low-key and introverted writer, and he had a good impression of him both in his novels and in his personality.So Luo Wangshu took the initiative to find the other party and asked to help him draw the cover and character design.

San Xiao Dang Chi was not good at communicating with people at first, and treated people indifferently.

Luo Wangshu used to joke around with his friends all day long, he was a real energetic young man, after a while, he warmed up a lot by treating San Xiao as an idiot.Usually, we chat a few words when we have nothing to do, and the relationship becomes closer.

It's just that since that incident happened, San Xiao Dang Chi faded out of the Internet after finishing his first and only novel, and the QQ account added at that time was also abandoned, and Luo Wangshu also Cut off contact with the other party.

Losing such a good friend, Luo Wangshu was depressed for a long time.

But now, this person actually picked up the original account again and interacted with him in the space.Luo Wangshu's emotions are a bit complicated, and most of them are the joy of regaining what was lost.

He turned over from the bed, returned to the contact page, and poked out the guy who had been missing for a long time from the list. While typing, his eyes were shining brightly from the light from the phone screen: [Is it me? 】

San Xiao Dang Chi quickly replied: 【Yes. 】

The corners of Luo Wangshu's mouth turned up involuntarily, and he squeezed it down hard: 【What have you been doing these past few years? You didn't tell me if you changed your contact information. 】

Sanxiao is an idiot: [I sent you a website email, but you didn't add me. 】

The website he mentioned was the website where his novel was published.

Luo Wangshu only registered an account on the website to contact him at that time, and the letter that Sanxiao Dangzhi sent him must have been buried at the bottom of the mailbox.

He embarrassedly scratched his cheek with his fingertips, and replied: [I haven't read the mailbox of that website for 800 years. 】

Before he could reply, Luo Wangshu continued to type with his eyes bent: [Instead of sending an email, why not leave me a message, I will definitely add you when I have time. 】

Otherwise, you can take the initiative to add him.

San Xiao replied like an idiot: [Yeah. 】

Luo Wangshu smiled and swiped the screen with his thumb, and the other party added another sentence: [Got it. 】

Luo Wangshu thought for a while, and typed: [Are you using this account again now? 】

San Xiao Dang Chi seemed to be a bit busy, so he was quiet for a while before replying to him: [Yeah. 】

[Then you continue to come back to write novels? 】Luo Wangshu is looking forward to it, after all, the writing of this man has a special charm.

[Writing all the time, not online. 】Three laughs back at him like an idiot. 【Thank you at the beginning. 】

Luo Wangshu frowned when he saw him take the initiative to bring up that shocking matter: 【Thank you. 】

He was afraid that the other party would continue to follow along, so he quickly changed the subject: [You don't write on the Internet, are you serializing something in a magazine? 】

After that incident that year, Luo Wangshu even encouraged him to contribute to a magazine.

Three laughs like an idiot: [Yes. 】

【awesome! 】 Luo Wangshu grinned with emotion. [Is there a book published? 】

Three laughs like an idiot: [Yes. 】

Luo Wangshu asked again: [Have you changed your pen name? 】

【Changed. 】Three smiled and answered like an idiot. [Jing Xing. 】

Jing Xing?

Luo Wangshu chuckled twice, the style of this new pseudonym was too different from his previous pseudonym on the website.

[Then I'll buy your book and read it when I'm free. 】Luo Wangshu typed. [Have you opened Weibo now?I will follow you. 】

Before, he and the other party mentioned the relationship between Weibo, but San Xiao said that he didn't open Weibo, Luo Wangshu had no choice but to let it go.

【Um. 】Three laughs back at him like an idiot. [Jing Xing. 】

Luo Wangshu first changed the "Three Smiles as an Idiot" in the remarks to "Jing Xing", then opened the Weibo APP, and typed his pseudonym in the search box. When the results came out, he was almost caught by his own Choking on saliva.

Jing Xing, a well-known author, has written "Retrograde", "Mirror", "Criminal Minds", etc., with more than 6000 million fans.

Luo Wangshu: "..."

Is this person still the Sanxiao idiot he knew?

He didn't dare to poke Jing Xing's Weibo to take a closer look, he hastily clicked on his attention, then went to open the encyclopedia page of the browser, entered the other party's pseudonym nervously, and was directly blinded by the other party's golden light from head to toe eyes.

Although there are no personal photos, the introduction is accurate enough.

The youngest member of the International Writers Association, set foot in the literary world with the book "Retrograde". Since the publication of the book, he has consecutively won the champion of the rich list of writers, and has been praised by the media as a "legendary figure in the publishing industry"...

Luo Wangshu: "..."

He closed the browser, lay flat on the bed, stared blankly at it, as if he wanted to stare at two holes in the ceiling of his house.

He understood every brief introduction, but Luo Wangshu was a little confused when the sentences were connected together.

... Is this person still the Sanxiao idiot he knew?

Luo Wangshu slapped himself on the face, curled his legs and rolled around on the bed twice.

He had known for a long time that with the opponent's strength, one day he would show his prominence, but he never expected that person to climb to such a height in such a short period of time.

Luo Wangshu was shocked by the other party's achievements in a short period of time, but also felt sincerely happy for the other party, and there was also a trace of disappointment that could not be ignored.

The former little friend has become a figure at the top, but he is still just a little painter who is half popular in the circle.

Luo Wangshu didn't spend too much time in his own small world, and the phone vibrated again.

Jing Xing sent a message saying: [If you have a chance in the future, please continue to help me draw the cover. 】

Luo Wangshu blushed: 【...Stop making trouble. 】

How could he need a small painter of his own level to help him draw things now? First-class masters at home and abroad might ask him to draw for him without asking.

[I like your paintings. 】Jing Xing replied very quickly. Although the information he sent was expressed in words, people could still clearly feel his affirmation. 【You will not be worse than others. 】

Luo Wangshu was a little embarrassed by the praise, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he just said "thank you" dryly.

【What have you been doing. 】Jing Xing asked him.

Being reminded by him like this, Luo Wangshu frowned when he thought about what happened to him in the past few days, and the embarrassment disappeared immediately: 【... doing self-torturing things. 】

When the person on the other end saw the sentence he sent, the corners of his mouth rose happily: 【How should I say it. 】

Luo Wangshu sighed earnestly: [I worked in a magazine during the summer vacation, and was in charge of urging a writer's manuscript, and he almost killed half his life. 】

Qiao Wei's smiling face with hooked lips flashed before his eyes, Luo Wangshu only felt a pain in his liver: [What about you?Have you been writing a book recently? 】

【Um. 】Jing Xing replied. [There is a published manuscript. 】

[I also urged the publication manuscript. 】

Luo Wangshu suddenly had a thought, Gu Anrang mentioned before that Qiao Wei was called a legend in the publishing industry, which was exactly the same as Jing Xing's title.

Since that person can be highly valued by Ruiyi Culture, even if he procrastinates, he is tolerant again and again, so it is not surprising that the other party has reached the height of Jing Xing...

Luo Wangshu's heart skipped a beat, are these two the same person?

Thinking of this, he sent Jing Xing: 【Is your manuscript finished? 】

If the other party replies "I haven't finished writing, and I'm still rushing to draft", then Luo Wangshu plans to bite the bullet and ask if his real name is Qiao.

Jing Xing: [Yes. 】

Luo Wangshu was taken aback for a moment, and then he let out a sigh of relief.

That's right, how could Jing Xing be Qiao Wei, one is cold and indifferent, and the other is stinky and shameless.

He briefly glanced at Jing Xing's Weibo, only the promotional content and release status of the new book, and many of them only posted pictures without adding a word, just like the existence of the flower of Gaoling, the comments below directly called him He is a high-cold male god.

With Qiao Wei's rascal spirit, no matter what, he couldn't manage Weibo like this.And he also added Qiao Wei's QQ, if Qiao Wei is Jing Xing, there is no need to change the account to find him.

【so good. 】Luo Wangshu sighed. [It would be great if the person I am in charge of can make people feel at ease like you. Everyone in the company calls him a disaster. I have lost my life for at least two years. 】

Jing Xing sent a hugging emoji: 【He didn't mean anything malicious either. 】

Luo Wangshu rolled his eyes: [Even if there is no malice, there is no kindness.If he doesn't hand over the manuscript to me, I will be swallowed alive by the editor-in-chief. 】

Jing Xing comforted him a few words, then chatted with him for a while, and finally ended the conversation when there was something to deal with.

After chatting with Jing Xing, Luo Wangshu scrolled up again, and asked him if Jing Xing had saved the screenshots of the Q&A after writing the manuscript, then found the noble and glamorous fox from the list, and poked open the chat page Send it over: [Look at others and look at you! 】

Not long after the message was sent, the gray fox suddenly lit up: [You really look like those failed parents who miseducated their children. 】

Luo Wangshu chuckled: [If I am like a parent, then you are my unworthy son. 】

【interesting. ] The fox looked at him proudly through the screen. [I originally planned to go home tomorrow, but now I suddenly changed my mind. 】

Luo Wangshu's eyelids twitched.

Qiao Wei continued: 【I will live here until the end of August. 】

... Fuck you, uncle.

Luo Wangshu really wanted to yell at him, "Live as long as you like! I don't care about your manuscript!", but he couldn't.

He could only take a deep breath, sincerely apologized to the other party, coaxed Joe Fox like a little princess for a long time, and finally made him change his mind again.

On the second day, Luo Wangshu took care of a small morning job at the company. After lunch, he walked out of the company building with the expression of going to the battlefield, and took the subway to Qiao Wei's apartment.

After leaving the station, Luo Wangshu saw the owner of a fruit shop cutting watermelons with a sharp and flooded watermelon knife at the door to attract customers.He couldn't help but pause, watching the store owner's posture of raising and lowering the knife, his eyes became more and more dignified.

The store owner saw him standing there staring at the watermelon in his hand for a long time, wiped the sweat off his face, and laughed loudly: "Young man, are you buying melons! The ones that just arrived today are very sweet!"

When Luo Wangshu heard this, he really came over, lowered his eyes and continued to look at the watermelon in his hand.

The shop owner put down the knife, picked out a watermelon, picked it up and patted it twice in front of him: "Listen, it's so ripe."

Luo Wangshu's eyes did not move up with his movement of holding the melon, but continued to hang down.

The shop owner looked at him suspiciously, and was about to ask a question, when Luo Wangshu suddenly pointed to the long watermelon knife soaked in juice and shining brightly on the table, and asked earnestly, "Is this knife sold?" ?"

The author has something to say: Regarding the two pseudonyms Sanxiao Dangzhi and Jing Xing, the former comes from Tang Bohu's poem "It is destined to meet thousands of miles away, but Sanxiao is an idiot in vain", and the latter comes from "A high mountain looks up, Jing Xing stops ", "Jing Xing" has the meaning of noble character.

However, when Lao Qiao molested Lolo, he was an old rascal ╮(￣▽￣)╭

As for my pen name...it was because I saw my roommate fanning in the summer, and I had a flash of inspiration hahaha

Yesterday, a little angel thought that if Lao Qiao kept bullying Lolo, he would not be able to watch it. In fact, the old virgin Gong just wanted to bully him because he loved him. Woolen cloth.

Well, in the future, Old Joe will understand what it means for a rabbit to bite when it is in a hurry.

For example, you can't sleep on the bed, you can only watch things like you can't eat ←_←