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

Bai Luyuan actually felt... somewhat guilty.

Judging from the classroom, Mao Qiuqiu is just a normal and good boy.He just smirks a little too much... he's just a little silly.

Bai Luyuan was not happy with his hand-playing—but in the current situation, there are cats and balls all over the circle, the daily noise in the book review area, and the radio drama... It is all because of him who pushed people to the forefront .

Let it be.

He typed slowly: [The people in the book review area, stop reading for now.Let me ask you, do you still want to sign the book? 】In fact, he still has a guilty conscience... because the purchase record of Maoqiuqiu was deleted by his black box operation.

After a while, the other party said slowly and softly: [um...] [oh. ] Bai Luyuan said, 【Give me the address. ] Mao Qiuqiu, who was on the opposite side of the remote network cable, had his brain exploded in an instant.

—Na... nei? !

——Bai Da asked me for my address!I want an address!

A thousand kittens, Qiuqiu, rolled and screamed in his mind for quite a while, before he typed a series of words tremblingly: [Ah, this is really embarrassing, how dare I let Bai Dada personally, that's what I mean. It means...] Bai Luyuan frowned, and the air pressure dropped a little: [Send me the address. 】 Mao Qiuqiu immediately shut up.Tremblingly, he sent all his provincial and municipal school dormitory numbers.

After posting it, he regretted it again... Did he look too stupid...

But the other party was unexpectedly calm: 【I'm in Beijing, your book will arrive in a few days. 】【Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! 】He seemed to see a thousand kittens balls rolling into a world full of pink bubbles, even the sky was heart-shaped! ——[Then what...] He carefully glanced at the screen: [Bai Da wants postage...] A strange arc appeared at the corner of Bai Luyuan's mouth——He stared at the computer and suddenly felt warmer.The small screen watched in horror as the corners of his mouth curled up for a while, and those controlling hands gradually typed out a line of words...

[Free shipping, dear. 】

——Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! !

— what did I see! ! ! ! !Am I blind!

——Bai Dada said to me, "Free shipping, dear!"

— Masaka!How can it be!This... How could Bai Dada know this popular internet term!

—and he said "Dear" to me!I mean dear!Sogou emoticons can directly type the symbol "╭(╯3╰)╮"!

Mao Qiuqiu was stunned.

He seemed to see the thousand howling kittens in his head being stuffed into a thousand heart-shaped pink bubbles, and then the bubbles rose... rose...

So light and elegant... I don't want to stop...

But in an instant, those bubbles burst in the air——

Bai Luyuan sent another sentence: [Do you still want to continue?It is also that they have made things difficult for you.Otherwise, forget it. 】The tone was indifferent, without any waves.

A thousand kittens Qiuqiu fell from the sky, hurting all over his body, but he could only look at him with blank eyes... He could only type slowly in a blank but irrefutable way: 【Bai Da is talking about...】【Are you talking about the book review area...】

He gritted his teeth and added another sentence: [There is also the matter of radio dramas...] - all the things...

- all the things I do for you...

There were no fluctuations in Bai Luyuan's tone.He just said lightly, with a kind of tiredness from the journey: [Ah, it’s so hard for you.I didn't think carefully. ] At this time, he was leaning on the bed, the rain outside was gradually decreasing, but the sky was still cloudy, so he could only turn on a bedside lamp—this light was born to belong to literati.When the dim yellow light came down, it made me feel melancholy and dreamlike in my chest for no reason.

He looked at the other side without replying for a long time, and added with squinted eyes: [Thank you for your hard work... If you don't want to, forget it. 】The meaning of these few words is ambiguous, but in fact it is very clear... You should stop dubbing, and stop being a moderator.

Save yourself being pinched.

Bai Luyuan thought very well, he was the one who pushed Mao Qiuqiu to the forefront with ulterior motives—now that the tossing and tossing is enough, let's forget it.

——He didn't know at all, he didn't want to torment him anymore, it just started when Mao Qiuqiu said "I have a girl I like".

——Let's forget it, he just pretended that he suddenly didn't want to play anymore.

However, the other side didn't reply for a long time, and there was a feeling of panic for no reason... Bai Luyuan frowned, wondering where did the panic come from?Sure enough, is it because this kind of Internet buzzword is not suitable for him...

The reason why he knows the sentence pattern of "free shipping" is because the editor, Zhen Feiniao, signs this QQ every day: [Fill in the hole on time, authors!Please!Free shipping, dear! ] or [Editors with free shipping, you can’t afford to be hurt, dear! 】So he took it for granted that "free shipping, dear" is just an ordinary modal particle, no different from "I wipe".

[Mao Qiuqiu]: [Has Bai Dada liked any idols? ] After waiting for a long time, such a sentence came suddenly.

Bai Luyuan was a little stunned—but Mao Qiuqiu continued quickly, like a typist: [Mao Qiuqiu]: [Probably... no.If there is, it must be... well, I don't know how to say it. 】【Mao Qiuqiu】:【Bai Dada probably doesn’t have the mood to like idols... I want to keep doing something for idols, even a little bit...】【Mao Qiuqiu】:【To idols As far as food is concerned, rice is like a kitten or puppy... When you remember it, go up and touch it, and if you can't remember it, don't bother at all...]...

The boundless sense of grievance came out little by little, like a puddle downstairs in the school, just a little bit, it could flood the trousers.

He thought that the kind of grievance should be a little less... But he didn't expect that the longer the time, the more the dampness in his heart could not dissipate... So much so that he didn't know what he was provoked to say .

When Mao Qiuqiu came back to his senses completely, he looked at the words he typed on the screen just now, and regretted it in his intestines——

——I... SB, this is it!

【Hey Baida...don't mind what I just said is nonsense...TAT...I didn't mean to say that...][ORZ, I don't know what I'm going to say...messy TAT] [Bai Da Da, forget about it┭┮﹏┭┮] I panicked, the kind of...children's language flowed out like when I was talking to Miss Bai Jie.

Unexpectedly, Bai Luyuan on the opposite side suddenly said: 【Do you like me very much? 】Mao Qiuqiu felt her heart skip a beat.

It must... must be his illusion!

Why does it feel like Bai Dada is smiling on the other side of the network cable...orz, it's normal to laugh too!

——I am so stupid...

Even so, with a trembling heart, he quickly replied with trembling hands——

[Mao Qiuqiu]: [TAT yes!I like Baida the most! !World favorite! ! ! ] As soon as he sent it out, he felt a surge of heat from the bottom of his heart, and his whole face turned red.

Then he watched helplessly as the other side quickly threw a fluffy sentence: [Oh, I also like Maoqiuqiu. 】—Puff!

A thousand kitten balls flew into the air, and then the sun exploded into a pink heart-shaped sun.

He thought in a daze, the way I opened it must be wrong...

I must be dreaming or something...

"—Aw!"

"Shut up gay!" Three voices came from different corners of the dormitory at the same time. However, before the brothers had time to throw the pillows, Chen Guancheng jumped out of the bed with a full face and ran to the brothers. , Nei Niu shouted with a full face: "Excuse me, are we real now?... No, I mean are we dreaming now?! Pinch me quickly..."

"—Aw!"

He ran to another senior brother, and the other senior brother said impatiently: "Shut up gay! I'm making a copy..."

"┭┮﹏┭┮ Even if I'm gay, I recognize it..."

"What did you say?" Brother Philosophy suddenly turned his head with a clean face, stretched out his hand and pulled his cheek, rubbing it overwhelmingly——

"Ow...!"

When Chen Guancheng was rubbed against his face, he crawled back to QQ, feeling anxious and uneasy, but his heart was beating so fast that it seemed to jump out of his throat...

[Mao Qiuqiu]: [TAT I really like Baida...] [Mao Qiuqiu]: [I really like it...I mean it...] [Mao Qiuqiu]: [I am serious The...] After talking for a long time, I didn't know what I was talking about.

Bai Luyuan leaned against the bedside lamp, feeling damp in his heart, looking at the color of the lamp with a sense of loss - he said to the person who called them on his mobile phone to inform them to go down for dinner, "Okay, I'll go down right away."

After he finished speaking, he turned off his mobile phone and felt a little bad again for no reason.

——Just now when he suddenly said [I like you quite a bit] in a flash of his brain, he regretted it.

He remembered the "girl I like" that Mao Qiuqiu once said, and his eyes suddenly became dark.He typed casually: [Oh, don't hit me after that. ] After he finished speaking, he felt even worse - this sentence did not conform to his habits at all.

Bailuyuan is a dead literati, desperate to save face.Even if it was stolen, nothing can be said.

So he simply deleted this sentence - then turned off the computer directly, turned around and went down.

Of course he didn't know that Mao Qiuqiu was rolling desperately on the bed in the dormitory thousands of miles away, and was still unable to control it under the angry gaze of his seniors-in the end, he was forcibly rolled up by his seniors in a quilt and piled up in a corner, so he could only be careful. Whispered into the phone: "Hey...um...Actually, I think...if...it seems...I don't think it's ok..."

Of course he didn't know that Mao Qiuqiu turned gray instantly when he saw the QQ dialog box, and after being disappointed, he looked up to the sky and giggled three times: "Hahaha!... Well, Bai Dada finally accepted me... Could it be that Bai Dada... also Will you be ashamed..."

Because when he got out of the hall, he heard a sentence:

"Certain authors, pay attention! Be responsible! What will teenagers do when they see your articles? Even if you don't think about the teenagers, you should think about the website! Ah! Internet supervisors come here every day to make trouble, I I've run out of good things to say! Today I'll just..."

Mr. Cheng stood in the center of the hall facing a group of people, looking rather helpless.However, before he finished speaking, a hooligan voice broke in instantly: "Ahaha! Brother Cheng! What are you afraid of?! What are we afraid of! With Brother Cheng here, we can write whatever we want, Isn’t it, isn’t it! Everyone believes in Brother Cheng!”

The writers suddenly burst into laughter.