You can't afford to hurt a man who puts a marriage notice in a pirated text

This week, Beijing in this season rarely blew sand and dust.

There is a layer of gray sand hanging on the glass windows of office buildings in Chaoyang District, choking all the well-dressed white-collar girls desperately running on their high heels and running down the long corridor to close the windows-if you happen to be in at this time There, when passing the spacious big room to the west of the publishing department of the Frame Building in Chaoyang District, when passing through the dusty corridor where the sun can't be seen—you can hear that terrifying voice——

"kill!"

"To the king, bomb!"

Bai Luyuan raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, "You lost."

The editor, Zhen Feiniao, held a stack of cards and said, "How is that possible!!! I've already played a bomb!"

Bai Luyuan smiled slightly, and patted him on the shoulder: "As I said, we are playing the Wuhan card. You see - I play four of the same card, and add a gamete, and the one that blows up is the king."

"Where... how can there be such a rule..." Zhen Feiniao wanted to cry but had no tears.

"That's how the Wuhan card is decided," Bai Luyuan said calmly, "Come on, let's play another round."

Zhen Feiniao shook his head covered with stickers, wishing he could kneel down and hug Bai Luyuan's thigh and weep bitterly: "Great! God! I beg you! You still have so many unsigned books! ——Don't Hit it! Sign it! Ah!...Teacher Octopus!" He turned to a man with a strange expression beside him, and begged, "Say something! Say something to persuade him!..."

The real person of Mr. Octopus, the famous troll in the Internet circle and the top brand in the box comment area, is a man with a slightly darkened face, with a monkey-like gleam in his eyes.He spread out the cards in his hand, and smiled at Zhen Feiniao: "I persuade? Your teacher Bai blamed me for saying that he was gay, so you still hate me now."

Bai Luyuan gave him a cold look.

Smiling like an octopus, he patted Zhen Asuka on the shoulder, and whispered, "Look, I can't do anything about it. A man's arrogance is a disease, and it needs to be cured—but anyway, it's not you who can cure him." The cards are all played, you can't win the game, you can't even blow him to the king, and you can't coax him..."

"So what should I do..." Zhen Feiniao's face was bleeding at this time.

"So," Mr. Octopus smiled and waved his hand, "so don't worry about it."

After finishing speaking, he smiled mysteriously in front of the dumbfounded classmate Zhen Feiniao, and left a sentence: "Isn't it really fun in Beijing for two days? How about playing cards with Teacher La Aotian? —— He has always wanted to know Knowing you-"

Bai Luyuan turned around at some point, facing the overwhelming book, looked at the pen in his hand, lowered his eyes and said, "Let's talk. I may not be free. I have to catch a plane back after signing."

Asuka really didn't have time to take care of Mr. Octopus, who had gone far away, and rushed over, and Nei Niu grabbed Bai Luyuan's arm with a full face: "My lord! Are you finally willing to continue signing..."

Bai Luyuan glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Behind them are hundreds of books, books, books, and nothing but books.

The brand-new three volumes, each volume is simply packed together, exuding the fragrance of the ink when it just left the factory, overwhelming, the strong smell makes people dizzy, as if sinking into a long and charming dream, the so-called Dreaming back at midnight, the old shadow of the Republic of China.

From the floor to the top of the ceiling, from one side of the room to the other, they were surrounded by books.There are a total of 300 copies here—Bailuyuan has just dropped from 500 copies to 300 copies, multiplying each book by three copies is 900 copies... In one afternoon, he has to sign a total of almost [-] books.

Looking at the "Shenzhou Shenlu: Shuangzhaolouji" spread from the feet to the top of the head, Bailuyuan also felt a little dazed-maybe, this is barely considered a book?

——Although, it is still a long time before the real book is equal.

He smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and he wrote vigorously, swiping ink like flying.

This year, Beijing has experienced a lot of wind and sand.

On this day, Bailuyuan wrote like the wind and played like thunder...

Kill the Quartet!

Student Zhen Feiniao carefully held a pot of tea and sat beside him to watch him sign the book.The sun obviously didn't shine in, and the gray weather outside the window seemed to cast a gentle color on his lips.

He watched him sign quickly and viciously, the names that pierced through the back of the paper-Bai, Lu, Yuan! ... as unrestrained as the wind and sand.

He said cautiously: "Are you... tired..."

Bai Luyuan asked without raising his head, "How many books are there?"

"There are... oh, about five hundred copies."

Bai Luyuan put down his pen, and moved his wrist calmly.

--Too much.

——When you become a real author, you will know that when you sign a book, it seems that you can never finish signing, but you have to be serious about this matter...

Zhen Asuka asked a little foolishly: "You really put your heart into it...every word is written clearly. I thought..."

He glanced at him, took the cup of tea and said quietly: "Do you think I don't care about readers?"

"This one……"

"People who don't care about it will always care sometimes..." He turned around and waved to him, and said with a blurry expression, "You don't understand... have the top [-] people in the mall started to grab it?" ?”

"Yeah...ah, it started 15 minutes ago."

"Can I take a look?" Bai Luyuan suddenly stared at him with a strange smile.

Speaking of which, the Frame Mall is just a small branch of the entire Frame Station.The person in charge of the mall was making tea for them with a red face at this time: "Oh, Baida, you don't know... Good! The sale is really good!" He pointed to the computer and said, "It was sold out a few minutes ago."

Bai Luyuan looked at the computer that was running non-stop, looked at the colorful screens, and said with some surprise: "The pre-sale of 100 copies is over so soon?"

"Don't talk about it... Dangdang Mall opened in the early hours of last night, faster than ours. It was all sold out within 10 minutes."

"Oh... the actual sales are not so good, are they?"

The person in charge said as if he could see what was on his mind: "That's the way it is. Aren't general pre-sales all hype? Being snatched up by Taobao sellers and the like has a lot of internal digestion in the company. If you sell it, I will also get some special editions of this kind first... But look at your hot Chengdu, the actual sales will never be too low."

Bailuyuan silently looked at the frantically refreshed records in the backstage of the mall—the pre-sale had clearly stopped, but people were still clicking frantically—clicking failed—clicking...

He wants to say that there are very few readers who can actually buy the signed edition.

Still he said nothing.

Sitting at the computer was a little girl who looked like a newcomer—unlikely an intern, since they wouldn't be entrusted with such an important task.But she still wears a colorful headband that belongs to the summer atmosphere, revealing a kind of university atmosphere for no reason.

The girl with the hairband looked up at him, blushing.

He laughed and said softly to her, "Can the computer let me see it?"

"You...you can do whatever you want." She squeezed out a few words through her teeth.

Bai Luyuan smiled slightly and sat down beside her.

The headband girl's heart was pounding.She quietly glanced at the great god beside her. Everyone knows that he writes well, and everyone says that he is bloody, but no one has ever said that he has such a face, like... like illustration!

She suddenly remembered the book "When the World Is Against You" that she bought online yesterday. It was a 7W version in Taiwan. Bai Luyuan looked... just like the scumbag on the cover!

Thin lips!Straight nose!

Thinking about the plot of the novel, she couldn't help but blush even more—she even turned her head involuntarily.

However, Bai Luyuan had no idea that the girl with a hairband beside him was rumbling to the theater in his head.In the mental theater, he had just torn off his white shirt, pinned the hoodie-wearing boy under him, and stuck out his tongue to lick his pink neck.

He just looked at the computer intently, and quickly looked at the message that popped up on the vest QQ——

[Mao Qiuqiu]: [TAT White Girl! ! !Dangdang actually... robbed orz in the early morning! !I'm all asleep! ! ! 】【Mao Qiuqiu】:【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh what should I do! ! ! ! TAT! ! 】【Mao Qiuqiu】: 【A lot of things have happened recently... T_T I'll tell you when the white girl comes back...】【Mao Qiuqiu】: 【The Frame Mall is up for grabs! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !It's up! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】……

He calmly skipped to the last message - [I got it! ! ! TAT! !Tearful! ! ! !At this moment, I am full of guts! ! ! ——] Then see the customer transaction number in the screenshot clearly.

He turned off QQ, turned his head to look at the girl with the headband who lowered her head, and whispered, "Can I discuss something with you?"

"Ah... huh?"

The girl with the headband is watching in the theater in her mind that the scumbag male protagonist on the cover of "When the World Is Against You", Bai Luyuan, has deeply hurt and tortured the hoodie Xiaoshou, but the hoodie Xiaoshou still loves it He never left, and when they switched to the No.18 position in the painful entanglement...she came back to herself in a trance.

"Let's discuss something, okay?" He looked at her with a smile.

She just noticed that in the gray weather, his eyes are light-colored... with a kind of transparent or brownish meaning, which makes it more difficult to see clearly.

"Hmm... well... you say."

"This," he said in a low voice, "look at this account..." He pointed to a trading client account and said, "This is a child of a... um, a relative of mine. You know, if he wants a book, I'll give it directly to him That's it... as much as you want... He told me just now that I didn't know he came to grab it. Isn't it unfair to other readers... You know, so, can cancel his transaction and reopen it —Give up a spot?”

The girl with the hairband nodded quickly: "Ah, just cancel the transaction—" She briskly clicked delete.

Bai Luyuan couldn't help squinting his eyes.

He saw Mao Qiuqiu with his own eyes—the customer transaction number of Mao Qiuqiu, who had always wanted his autographed book, was deleted in an instant.

Whether his heart trembled at that moment, he didn't know at all.

He only knew that his face was extremely calm, and there seemed to be endless... distorted pleasure in his chest.

Or... a hidden excitement?

"But it's not allowed to reopen the pre-sale and snap-up—" the girl with the hair tie stuck out her tongue at him, "This has been stopped. It's not allowed to open it again."

"Then—" Bai Luyuan hesitated.

"It's okay!" The girl with the hairband smiled and re-entered a large number of numbers. In an instant, the interface with only 99 transaction numbers left was filled: "I'll fill in myself—shh," she pointed her index finger Put it on his lips, "Bai Da, don't say it."

"Ah, um," he was a little taken aback, "Thank you."

"Hmm..." The girl with the hair hoop looked at him with a weird expression, "Not only do I want to sign a book—may I have another group photo?"

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The brothers all slept until the sky was dark and the sky was dark. At this time, they were shocked and almost scared out of their wits. They raised their heads from the bed and cursed: "Chen Guancheng, shut up!! You are crazy!! You are gay!!!"

The classmate Mao Qiuqiu who was scolded squatted in the corner aggrieved, with a full face, refreshing the background page of the frame mall again and again, muttering: "Impossible...impossible!! What's going on with the frame ...I - I want to complain! Ah - don't throw my pillow away... I clearly... I just saw the prompt that the snap-up was successful..."

He crawled out from the pile of thrown pillows, clutching the corner of the quilt tightly with one hand, his eyes fixed on the screen, feeling sweat dripping from his forehead, he was so wronged that he wanted to cry.