everything i wrote is fake

Quan Qing's eyes were a little swollen and sore. He reviewed the novels for a day, and he also paid attention to Wu Yue's matter, which made his eyes suffer for a whole day. When he got home, he was talking with Lu Ruiyu.

"Wu Yue didn't find out anything. Tomorrow, I will check with the internal people. I will ask Luo Mingxian to cooperate with you."

Quan Qing was stunned: "Editor-in-chief? The editor-in-chief must be very busy."

"It's okay, I've already told him." Lu Ruiyu said, "This matter must be found out, and I will pursue it to the end."

"Yes." Quan Qing solemnly agreed, thinking to himself: Boss Lu really attaches great importance to Wu Yue and protects Wu Yue tightly.

"Ding." As soon as the phone was put down, a notification was sent. Quan Qing subconsciously glanced at it, and then his whole body became stiff.

【Acknowledged by May Moon】

This was a trending tweet on Weibo, and he picked up his phone tremblingly.

admit?Admit what? !

I opened the trending search and saw that the first item was Weibo sent by May Moon.

Quan Qing's body turned cold instantly, what the hell is... what's going on!

"I'm here waiting for you to come back, I'm waiting for you to come back and see the peach blossoms bloom..." The phone rang suddenly, and Lu Ruiyu called again.

"Hey, Mr. Lu." Quan Qing said cautiously, "It's probably because I was stimulated."

Lu Ruiyu roared on the other end of the phone: "I don't care what kind of stimulation he gets! I won't bother him anymore! You go to his house tomorrow and tell him, and he can solve this matter as he likes!"

"Ah?" Quan Qing wanted to cry, but Lu Ruiyu had already hung up the phone.

This matter was very strange, obviously someone wanted to punish Wu Yue, but why did Wu Yue admit it?This puzzled Quan Qing.But Quan Qing understands a truth, that is, no matter what Lu Ruiyu says and doesn't care about Wu Yue, he can't take it seriously, so he still has to settle this matter, otherwise Lu Ruiyu won't say let him go to Wu Yue's house.This is the way Wu Yue and Lu Ruiyu get along. Is it... falling in love and killing each other?

Quan Qing didn't think about it, but felt that the relationship between the two was not simple.

Wu Yue managed to get a good night's sleep when he was woken up by the doorbell ringing early in the morning.

He got up staggeringly, hung on the doorknob with his whole body drowsy, opened the door a small crack, revealing half of his face covered by his hair, and asked in a sexy voice that had just woken up: "Who?"

"Daddy, good morning, it's me, Quan Qing." Quan Qing bent over, showing his face in the gap, and said with a smile.

"Oh." Wu Yue opened the door, walked into the room shaking his head, sat on the sofa, hugged the pillow on the sofa, half-opened and half-closed his eyes, and asked in a daze, "What's the matter?" ?”

"Big Daddy, did you post the one you posted on Weibo yesterday by mistake?" Quan Qing asked with the most gentle tone and words he had organized in his heart.

"No." Wu Yue said lazily, leaning his head against the pillow, and tilted his head to look at Quan Qing. He was very thin, wearing a blue pajamas, and his exposed arms were also well-articulated, with a kind of ascetic look. It is beautiful, but there is also an indescribable bewitchment and temptation.

Quan Qing's heart tightened slightly, and he throbbed inexplicably.

He has seen this kind of beauty of Wu Yue a long time ago, but every time he sees it, his heart beats faster, especially now that Wu Yue has just woken up, and there is a hint of coquettishness in his nice voice.

"Then...then why...you have to admit it?" Quan Qing stammered, "President Lu got angry yesterday."

"Are you angry?" Wu Yue raised the corner of his mouth, "Did he still scold me?"

"No, no!" Quan Qing's reaction was too intense, which made Wu Yue feel that Lu Ruiyu really scolded him.

Quan Qing also quickly realized that he smiled awkwardly and explained to Lu Ruiyu: "Mr. Lu is very worried about this matter."

Wu Yue nodded and said with a smile: "It's okay, I know he still cares about me."

"Uh...um." Quan Qing didn't know what to say for a while.

"I've thought about admitting this matter for a long time. Since someone has exposed it, I can't hide it forever, so I admit it smoothly." Wu Yue narrowed his eyes and said, "You shouldn't object, right? Except for some impact on me, you have nothing to lose."

"Of course!" Quan Qing nodded quickly, he thought for a while and said, "But we still need to find out who broke the news, otherwise our editorial department and the company's internal personnel will not be able to trust it."

Wu Yue shrugged indifferently: "This is your business, you can check it if you want."

"Big brother, I still want to ask, that is... Is it possible that someone other than our company's internal personnel said it?" Quan Qing carefully probed Wu Yue's face, and asked in a low voice.

There was no change on Wu Yue's face, he just shook his head with dull eyes: "No."

Quan Qing nodded quickly.

If not, there will be none.

After this incident fermented, people in the two circles were shocked, and the popularity remained high. There were more and more people discussing it, and many passers-by read Wu Yue's novel because of watching and eating melons, and then quickly sank. , was fanned to death.

However, as the number of fans increased, there were also many troubles. For example, fans from all walks of life asked Wu Yue a lot of questions, swiping the screen under Wu Yue's works, and these questions were so weird that it made people want to laugh.

On the Internet, a Weibo account dedicated to interviewing Internet novelists privately poked his Weibo, expressing that he wanted to conduct an online voice interview with him, so that it would be convenient to openly and uniformly answer the doubts of fans and readers.

Wu Yue agreed, and he happened to have a lot to say.

After agreeing, Wu Yue told Quan Qing about it, and Quan Qing also thought it was feasible, but in order to prevent Wu Yue from saying anything surprising, he decided to go to Wu Yue's house and keep an eye on him for the interview three days later!

After Wu Yue finished handling these chores, the room was empty, except for the sound of him typing while smoking a cigarette.

He typed a line of words, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, which made his eyes squint. When he came back to his senses, what was typed on the screen were not other words, but three repeated words. a person's name.

Wei Chengluo.

Wu Yue sighed, it was all because Lu Ruiyu and Quan Qing kept asking him if anyone else knew that he was Wu Zhiyue these days, otherwise why would he start to miss him again.

It's not that no one else knows his identity, but that there is such a person who knows, but Wu Yue is very clear that he is absolutely impossible to be the one who broke the news, and he is not here at all.

He's still in that...place where it's hard to even make a phone call.

The whole night, Wu Yue didn't write a single word, but sat by the window smoking a cigarette.The moonlight sprinkled on his delicate face, the gold-rimmed glasses shone faintly, and the white shirt was translucent. He leaned against the window, looking lonely and lonely, and he sat quietly until dawn.

Three days later, Quan Qing went out early in the morning again. He ordered a breakfast on the side of the road downstairs. While eating, he used his mobile phone to read the newly submitted novels on the website.

"Hey! Mr. Quan!"

Quan Qing turned around and saw that it was the little brother from the magazine who delivered the magazine.

The little brother was wearing work clothes and a work cap, and when he saw Quan Qing, he smiled and said kindly to him: "Mr. Take it with you."

Magazine?Isn't it delivered every Sunday? Today is only Saturday.

Quan Qing took it suspiciously, and before he could turn it over, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the watch on his wrist.

Oops, it's getting late.

Quan Qing came to Wu Yue's residence, just like before, he rang the doorbell for a long time before Wu Yue came to open the door.

Seeing Wu Yue's appearance, Quan Qing was startled.Wu Yue's hair is fluffy and messy, hanging down in front to cover most of his face, he is full of decadence, just like what an otaku should look like, but he is not sloppy at all, on the contrary, he is white and clean, giving people a clean and tidy look a feeling of.

Wu Yue's eyes were not open, could it be that he just closed his eyes and fumbled to open the door for himself?

"Daddy, are you staying up late again?"

"En." Wu Yue mumbled, walked into the room, stroked his hair, sat down and said, "Come in."

Quan Qing conveniently put the magazine on the shoe cabinet, bent down to put on the shoe cover, walked in, and said, "Big brother, staying up late hurts the body and mind, it's better to stay up less."

Wu Yue yawned, and said with sleepy eyes: "I can't help it, I need to update it. By the way, why are you here so early? The interview is in the afternoon."

When this matter was mentioned, Quan Qing sat up straight, and said seriously: "Of course I need to discuss with you about what can be said and what can't be said in the next interview. ?"

"Sent it, it's in my computer."

Wu Yue's condition was not good, he didn't have much reaction to what Quan Qing said.Quan Qing thought about each question carefully, and he found that it was really too embarrassing, and some of the questions were quite embarrassing.

For example, there is a question like this: Why does a big man want to write about Tanmei? Is it because he desires this aspect in his heart?

Also: What is the source of inspiration for Big Write Tanmei?

Quan Qing was very angry. These questions are too ridiculous. Does it mean that a male author must have this orientation when writing Tanmei?

The interview in the afternoon came as scheduled, and the number of people who came to watch the live broadcast has exceeded [-].

The person interviewed was a girl named Shiyue. Her voice was sweet, and she was a little excited when she asked some questions. It can be seen from the side that she is a senior rotten girl.

October: "We all know that Wuzhiyue Dada's works are very distinctive and attractive, so some readers would like to ask Dada, why did you choose to start writing Tanmei novels?"

Wu Yue: "Everyone knows that I used to write realism and literature, and I often share my texts with you on the Internet. Once I accidentally came into contact with this area, and then a comment made me feel very Interesting. That comment is like this: Only female authors can write Tanmei novels, and male authors can’t write touching Tanmei stories at all. So, now I also want to tell everyone, whether it’s literary works or Danmei novels, whether it’s Whether it is a male author or a female author, no matter what the category is, as long as you want to write with your heart, you can write it.”

October: "Ah! That's how it is! Da Da, I am also your fan! Hearing this answer, I really thank the person who commented on that sentence. I hope you can keep writing, and your fans will always support you."

Wu Yue: "Thank you."

[Wow, it's selfish to support Miss Sister! 】

[Hahahaha, Fifth Sister has fans everywhere. 】

[Yueda, your voice is really nice!Storm cry! 】

The interview continued in October, and the questions after that became more and more deviated from the direction.

October: "Da Da is able to write such a deep-rooted Tanmei novel, what is the source of inspiration?"

October: "What is Da Da's opinion on the love between men and women in real life?"

October: "I used to write in a realistic style, and I must have practical experience and experience in the creation, so did I draw on other people's experience or some special experience when writing Tanmei novels?"

Wu Yue followed Quan Qing's suggestion to answer the previous question in a simple and perfunctory manner. When he heard this question, Wu Yue's face darkened.

Wu Yue: "It seems that everyone pays more attention to my real life than my works, so I will give a unified reply here. I can write these novels from my imagination, and the inspiration comes from books and film and television works. I think All female authors are the same as me on this point. You will not doubt the authenticity of what they say, but it is not necessarily true for me. In real life, I don’t have any opinion on Tanmei, because it has nothing to do with me. Another point is that I am a straight man, and everyone should not think that I will bend or be bent when I write Danmei. I am very straight, and if I am broken, I will only break, not bend.”

"..."

Shi Yue didn't expect Wu Yue to say so many words at once, and so seriously, she felt that Wu Yue was a little angry, and when she was hesitating how to answer, Wu Yue spoke again.

"What I write is all fake. Works are works, and reality is reality. Please read the book rationally."

The author has something to say: This time my little friend Shiyue made a friendly appearance. She is a Danmei author, and her pen name is Ji Ze.