follow my heart

Ji Wan put the unpacked candy into her mouth, and repeated slowly: "It's up to you."

"Because you added Cui Youran today, so I also asked her to add Penguin." Meng Buqing's heartbeat fluttered, and he quickly changed the subject, "Just now I was looking at Cui Youran's space on the way back, which is very interesting."

Ji Wan: "Huh?"

Meng Buqing settled down, with an interesting smile on her lips: "She seems to be secretly in love with her mentor. Although she refused to admit it when I asked, her face turned red when she refuted."

Ji Wan had a smile in her eyes: "Are you secretly in love with your mentor? Is she written in the space?"

She took out her mobile phone and was about to watch.

Next to it, Meng Buqing said in a lively tone: "You can't get in hahaha, her space is only open to four people."

"..."

As soon as the voice fell, Ji Wan's phone page redirected to the owner who had set the permissions.

On the bottom line in slightly smaller words: You can apply for access.

Ji Wan frowned slightly, and clicked on the blue application for access.

Leave the reason for application blank and send it directly.

"She won't talk to you," Meng Buqing said decisively, "When I was waiting for the bus, I went through a series of moral kidnappings before I finally let her pass my application."

"Okay," Ji Wan lowered her long eyelashes, and said softly, "I'll go and kidnap her too."

Meng Buqing frowned and was speechless: "How can you kidnap her? You didn't cook for her."

"I just taught her to write."

"what?"

Ji Wan clicked on the dialog box and sent Cui Youran an emoji saying hello, and then said that she had just applied to visit her space.Another pointless emoji.

Meng Buqing, who was peeking at the screen next to her, laughed, "Are you a naive version of sandwich talk? She must be pretending to be stupid and politely reject you, so she won't agree."

"Really?" Ji Wan glanced at her, "Will you bet?"

Meng Buqing resentfully said, "Why do you gamble all day long..."

Ji Wan smiled, "Don't you like it?"

Meng Buqing: "..."

Meng Buqing asked embarrassingly: "You haven't said yet, when did you teach her to write?"

"After dinner, when you went into the kitchen to wash the dishes," Ji Wan looked down at Cui Youran who was typing, appearing and disappearing, "She took a notebook to write something, and then covered it to prevent reading, saying that her handwriting was ugly. , I casually taught her how to pay attention to the word structure."

Ji Wan is not afraid of Meng Buqing asking.She and Cui Youran have been friends for several years, and there is still some tacit understanding.

Like now.

When "typing" appears and disappears for the third time.

Ji Wan estimated that it was almost the same.Directly cut into her space page, refresh it, and sure enough, she can enter.

At this moment, Cui Youran's message appeared in the pop-up window: It's OK~

Meng Buqing was dumbfounded: "She said that only a few people can go in, I tortured her for so long...why did you just let you in???"

Ji Wan's tone was flat: "Because I've let you in, so it's not easy to refuse me." In fact, of course, Liu Yuan is inconvenient to refuse Qi Wen.

She flipped through the little girl's locked space along the way.

Occasionally, there are a few chat records with friends, and the conversations are very interesting.

There are many articles about writing about my tutor.

[Professor Qi said seriously today that people need to eat on time and papers need reliable data to support data.

die laughing. ]

[Today I am teaching Liu Jingyi how to choose words and sentences when sending emails so that I can blame them later. I speak eloquently and feel very good.

Turning my head, I saw Professor Qi standing quietly behind me, listening thoughtfully... Fuck, I was so scared that I lost half my life...]

[Drawing a little bear in a daze, Mr. Qi passed by and saw it, and deliberately turned back and said: "You big-eyed frog is really good at drawing."

I was so angry, I immediately lowered my head and pretended to be embarrassed and said that I was secretly painting her.

She gave me such a fierce look!

But it seems a little blushing (??)]

[After coming out with my mentor, I feel like she likes me even more.Of course I like her more.It feels like she knows and enjoys my liking for her.

I also like that she enjoys what I like about her.

This is really beautiful.

Nothing needs to be broken. ]

"..."

"..."

read here.Ji Wan's fingertips flicking the screen stopped, she raised her eyes, and looked at Meng Buqing next to her, both of them had the same smile in their eyes.

Intense subtle breath.

After a few seconds of silence.Meng Buqing spoke first: "She said that she has pure admiration and admiration for her mentor."

Ji Wan laughed out loud: "She can really talk."

I don't know why, these four faint words suddenly hit Meng Buqing's smile.

She laughed suddenly, tilted her head slightly back, and said in great agreement: "Yes! I laughed so hard, no wonder I want to fall in love from time to time, but I don't want to really find someone."

The two laughed happily.

Meng Buqing's phone vibrated, and Cui Youran sent her some screenshots of the long text.Seeing the message pop up, she was startled.

After opening it, he became beaming again: "Wow!"

Cui Youran said: [There is a forum section on our website that can only be entered by contracted authors. There are early activities recorded there, and there are interviews with your master Qi Wen.I guess you haven't seen it before, so I specially found out a screenshot for you to see. ]

After Ji Wan leaned over to see what it was, her face suddenly turned black.I vaguely guessed that Cui Youran did it on purpose.

She felt that it would be embarrassing for her to see the content in the space, but she couldn't refuse it, so she also pulled out her early "black history".

Send it to Meng Buqing, dragging myself into embarrassment.

The little girl looked stunned, but she actually had a strong desire for revenge.

Ji Wan rubbed her eyebrows.

A little annoying, and a little funny.

"..."

That was, many years ago, Ji Wan's first novel was on the gold list for the first time, and the editor of the website asked her to write an author interview.

Send some common simple questions, including asking her to share her writing habits and experiences.

At the beginning, Ji Wan was still a half-new author, and she didn't figure out the routine. She really wrote a small composition of a few hundred words honestly.

Looking back now, the paper is full of immatureness, quite a sense of ignorance.

Of course, the editor's recommendation below was extremely flattering, boasting that she seemed to be a literary star.

Meng Buqing read it carefully, raised the corners of his lips proudly, and said cheerfully: "The author I like is so recognized by the website's official website!"

Ji Wan: "..."

Meng Buqing looked at the phone again.

The expression is like a child holding a perfect score paper, and she is full of showing off: "Oh, you said that she is so humble, she can guide other authors to write, and she always tells readers that she is not talented enough and needs to work hard. some type of."

Ji Wan calmly said: "It means that she knows in her heart that she is not talented enough to allow readers to praise her everywhere. Otherwise, if she doesn't match her virtue, there will be disasters."

"..."

Meng Buqing choked on her anger.

Then he handed her the phone: "Look for yourself, this style of writing, this diction, this technique, they are called great writers! What talent is not enough!"

Ji Wan gave her a steady look, then took it over.

Holding Meng Buqing's mobile phone, he read the long screenshots carefully, and commented casually: "All conflicts are troubles, but not all troubles are conflicts. This sentence is from Jerry Cleaver. She quoted it very seriously, but then went on to give an example that is illogical and can be seen everywhere to illustrate this point. It’s a bit of a big knife in front of Guan Gong.”

"..."

Meng Buqing's eyes widened, she didn't expect her to dare to criticize.

Ji Wan continued: "Only in the last paragraph, she said that she has little virtue and little knowledge, which is considered objective and sincere."

Meng Buqing: "You, you..."

"Angry? What are you angry about? If I'm wrong, you can refute...or are you angry that I broke your fantasy?" Ji Wan stared at her disapprovingly.

Meng Buqing grabbed the phone, calmly organized his words and said, "You haven't read her book, how can you judge her lack of talent."

Ji Wan saw that she was really angry, and still said with great interest: "It can be seen that she has read a lot of traditional literature books, trying to summarize the skills that can be used in best-selling online articles, but unfortunately her experience is still inexperienced, and she has some logic. I didn’t even understand it clearly, and used a lot of rhetoric and allusions, just to cover up this point.”

Meng Buqing was silent.She wanted to refute, but couldn't find an entry point.

I even feel that Ji Wan can see so much so easily, it's incredible.

In the end, she could only stare at Ji Wan angrily.

Anyway, Qi Min must be maintained.

Ji Wan stared at her face, "If I broke your fantasy because of anger, you will gradually find out in the future that the author you like is actually not very good. Will you continue to like her?"

Meng Buqing was full of anxiety: "There is no way she is not good!"

Ji Wan spoke softly: "What if, I say what if."

"Of course I like her! She is my favorite author, like no other! Even if it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of you who read ancient books all day long, she is the most precious in my heart!"

"..."

Meng Buqing stared at her and said loudly: "I will like it all my life!"

"Oh, I take back everything I said before," Ji Wan suddenly curved her lips, slightly turned her eyes away, and muttered softly, "Then she's quite powerful."

The author has something to say:

I have no inspiration until four or five o'clock recently...