The Utopia of the Wastewood Prince

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No matter how unwilling you are, the day that should come will still come.

Zhang Chunqiang arrived at the destination as agreed, and Biluo Huangquan was already waiting for her.Zhang Chunqiang just wanted to go up and say to Biluo Huangquan that he was sorry for being late, but looking at the time, it was clearly still 10 minutes early. Why didn't Biluo Huangquan write an update so early?

"A Que!" Biluo Huangquan looked up and saw Zhang Chunqiang, and raised his hand to greet her, "Here!" Zhang Chunqiang quickly ran two steps over, still politely said: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"No, I came early by myself." Bi Luo Huang Quan smiled, looking much more relaxed than when Han Ying was present that day.However, when the two people who have just met have not talked about any common topics, they usually only show polite enthusiasm. After Bi Luo Huang Quan finished this sentence, he couldn't follow the rest of the content, so he could only continue to smile at Zhang Chunqiang .

The laughing Zhang Chunqiang was a little hairy behind, God knows what it means behind it.

"Is there anything you can do with me?" Zhang Chunqiang decided to cut to the chase and ask directly.

"I..." Bi Luo Huang Quan was stunned, slowly lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "Actually, it's nothing. I think I can chat with you very well, and I want to make friends."

Zhang Chunqiang's expression was fixed on his face for two seconds, and his heart was moving rapidly.make friends with me?What can I deliver?God, do I know you?Or do you know me?She thought about it for a long time but couldn't think of the reason, so she continued to ask: "I don't seem to have anything special about it?"

Biluo Huangquan said: "Don't be too nervous, I don't have any malicious intentions. I write books full-time, and communicate with people online. In real life, I don't have any friends or like-minded people to communicate with. I don't know how to make friends. To my friend. So... I really want to ask you." She spoke very seriously, and she talked more than when she was eating that day, she didn't look like a girl without a mouth.

"Oh, that's it." Zhang Chunqiang understood Bi Luo Huang Quan's remarks.If a full-time writer like her is a bit ambitious and self-disciplined, and can write in front of the computer in the morning like an office worker, she can actually write a lot after working for eight hours.But there are too few such authors, and most of them wish they could get up in the afternoon, write until midnight under the beating of the editor, and then sleep until they don’t know when.

The reason why people have to work is not only to feed their families, but also one of the important ways to maintain normal social interaction.Working at home is facing the problem of being isolated from normal social interactions. Biluo Huangquan is a typical example. Living alone, you can’t get along with other people in your spare time. After a long time, you will naturally lose contact with normal society.

This reason makes sense. Although Zhang Chunqiang still has doubts in his heart, he still doesn't want to ask more questions.Bi Luo Huang Quan saw what Zhang Chunqiang meant, and added: "It has nothing to do with Han Ying, it's purely my own wish."

Zhang Chunqiang curled up his mouth and smiled, and said, "You're offended by saying that? Han Ying and I have no grievances or enmities, but we just have different attributes and we can't talk together. It's different from you. There are a lot of things to talk about. Since Da Da is willing to be my friend, what else can I shirk? Of course, it’s too late to be happy.”

"That's great!" Biluo Huangquan was very happy, and couldn't help clapping his hands, looking extraordinarily cute.Mingming is not too young, but he can do such a move, which is probably because he is far away from social life.

However, this is also different from the character setting of Bi Luo Huang Quan imagined by Zhang Chunqiang.

Although Biluohuangquan on the Internet is not a high-cold one, it is definitely a very good protection of personal privacy.The number of times I go out to sign sales is very small, I wear a mask every time, and I don’t know how to take photos with readers.It has been ten years since she first wrote articles, and she has hardly revealed any particularly important personal information on the Internet. Even her age is a mystery in the eyes of many readers, and it is not the kind of number that can be determined with certainty.She has a personal Weibo, which is not in the hands of the editor, but is managed by herself.She is a very worry-free author. She doesn't like to participate in right and wrong, and doesn't like to express very subjective remarks. The things on public social platforms are all romantic and joyful. On the one hand, there are small details of life, on the other hand, she will never follow these details. In the book, she revealed what kind of person she is. Even people who don't know her think that the years are quiet and good, and the good ones have no personality or temper.

She also has two cats, one is named "Jixiang" and the other is named "Ruyi". They are a pair of brothers who have a very good relationship. They are native cats, but they are very likable.If she hadn't posted pictures of auspiciousness and wishful thinking on Weibo for a long time, readers would still be clamoring for them.

This is definitely not a girl who will make people feel bored, but her black doesn't think so.

Zhang Chunqiang is particularly fascinated by why Biluohuangquan has so many blacks. This is really a puzzling thing. Biluohuangquan has never plagiarized or made any stupid remarks, and there is nothing special in the article. The description and plot of the movie, it seems that the person who has turned against him is Xue Sanchuan, but in the final analysis, it is an old story.

After ruling out all the possibilities, there is only one possibility - Bi Luo Huang Quan has a problem with his aura, his face is black and his life is light, and he always provokes strange things.

It would be too metaphysical to say so, but what science cannot explain is metaphysics.A person can face the sea for a period of time, but if he keeps facing the sea for decades, he is either really like himself, or he is extremely shrewd.In Heizi's mouth, this operation should be described as the mystery of "human design". Flies don't bite seamless eggs. How can everyone be fine, but you can attract a group of demons and ghosts?

Zhang Chunqiang is not very interested in these things, but she thinks that Bi Luo Huang Quan is at least a smart person who knows how to assess the situation.There are too many people who like to open their mouths to talk in this era, and the streets are full of people who express themselves, which makes those who know how to shut up especially valuable.So even if he doesn't know him very well, Zhang Chunqiang's perception of Biluohuangquan is not bad, so even in face-to-face chats, he can feel that Biluohuangquan is not bad.

It's just that sometimes things are a little too off-line.

The two of them were a little cautious at the beginning of the meal, but after the chat started, there were more topics to talk about, especially when they talked about why they were corrupted in the first place.

"When we were young, we all watched Saint Seiya and so on." Zhang Chunqiang began to teach history lessons based on his age. "At that time, I ran home after school to watch TV, just like being a thief. I remember that at that time, the TV station broadcast Japanese Cartoons, among which I like to watch Saint Seiya the most. Do you remember the part where they played the Golden Zodiac? The glacier was frozen in the Aquarius Palace, and then when Ah Shun arrived, he took the glacier out of the ice without saying a word I pulled him out, hugged him and lay on the ground, just——hugged him.” She gestured with her arms as she spoke, indicating that Ah Shun was hugging Binghe’s whole body, “Then he just Burning my own pink universe to thaw the glaciers! I was shocked in front of the TV at the time, and I felt a strange feeling in my heart. Many years later, I realized that feeling is called 'moe'. Ah , It's an indescribable feeling..."

Bi Luo Huang Quan said: "Does everyone start to become corrupt from a fan? I watched "The Prince of Tennis."

"The Prince of Tennis is quite evil." Zhang Chunqiang said with a smile, "It seems that you are much younger than me, and our entry is not a thing of the same era."

"It's not much different before and after, right?" Biluo Huangquan said, "I started watching animation when I was very young, but when I was ignorant, I watched fans who were better than BG, and I saw BL's by mistake. , and then opened the door to a new world." It turned out that Biluo Huangquan didn't look old, but was actually only two years younger than Zhang Chunqiang.Thinking that he has been writing articles for ten years, Zhang Chunqiang couldn't help sighing: "It seems that Bi Luoda is also an old man, and the articles are well written."

"No, no." Biluo Huangquan said modestly, "At that time, I was just in college, and I had time to engage in hobbies. I seemed to have a lot of energy to write, and I thought I was very good at writing. Looking at it now, it's all What is written blindly is something that can be called black history."

Zhang Chunqiang said: "People always speak bad things about their past self, but if there is no accumulation in the past, how can we have the present self? There is still inspiration in writing big things. This is a talent that cannot be compared with others. .”

"Don't always call me Da Da, you can call me whatever you want." Bi Luo Huang Quan was very embarrassed.But when it came to writing, her tone became very serious, looking into Zhang Chunqiang's eyes and said, "I did believe in talent when I was 28 years old, and I wrote tens of millions of words before I started to slow down." Slowly understand some of the principles of writing. No matter how good the article is, it is just a young man who likes to show off that he reads a lot and can write gorgeous sentences. It is beautiful to read, but so what? Write a lot Only then did I realize that writing novels like us is actually writing thoughts that we want to express. Although these are other people’s lives in the stories, a large part of them are derived from our own perception of life. Experience at the age of 28 It will be richer, and the question will be more comprehensive. Naturally, looking at yourself in the past is not so pleasing to the eye." After that, she smiled, trying to ease the serious atmosphere of preaching.

"It makes sense." Zhang Chunqiang savored these words carefully, and then thought of Bi Luo Huang Quan's works over the years, and suddenly said, "Indeed, the novels you have written in the past two years are more empathetic and have the feeling of life precipitation. , this is probably what you want to achieve, right?"

"People who listen to stories like to find their own shadows in other people's stories." Biluo Huangquan said, "Listening to idle books and shedding tears is the so-called resonance."

"Ah..." Zhang Chunqiang said, "writing novels is really troublesome."

"It's not troublesome, writing words is physical work." Bi Luo Huang Quan talked a lot when talking about writing, "The hard thing is to figure out what you want to express, and what kind of reading experience you want to bring to readers, and what kind of things you want to tell them. .For example, I like to read positive stories myself.”

"For example?" Zhang Chunqiang interrupted Bi Luo Huang Quan, and then felt that this question was really not wise to ask.Why did the master tell himself what novel he read?It's fine if it's a world famous book, but if you talk about the works of other people in the same circle, can it be good if it is exposed?

"I used to have one I liked very much." Biluo Huangquan said lightly, "I don't know if it's the addition of the memory filter, but whenever I think about it, I think it's a very dreamy text, and I can feel it through the text. Very positive force."

"So powerful?" Zhang Chunqiang joked, "How was the steel made?"

"Of course not!" Biluo Huangquan was immediately amused by her, "How is that possible! It was the danmei novel I used to read, and now I may not even be able to find the TXT."

Her words immediately evoked Zhang Chunqiang's memories of that period of ancient times, and said along the way: "Yes, many forums and websites collapsed back then. If no one survived at that time, they probably can't be found now. There are many Most of them have also retired, either married and had children for many years and have not come back to fill in the pits, or gradually faded out of the Internet because of life, I can still name a few huge pits now, I don’t know the author Da Da now Whether life is good or not, soon or not.”

Biluo Huangquan looked at Zhang Chunqiang and said, "It must be happy."

Zhang Chunqiang asked, "Why?"

Biluo Huangquan said as it should: "Because if the real life is very fulfilling, there is no need to find happiness on the Internet. Therefore, those who have no longer appeared on the Internet, I will think that they all have a happy life , you can abandon your spiritual refuge."

Listening to Bi Luo Huang Quan's words, Zhang Chunqiang felt that this was simply an enhanced version of Shen Yi.

"However." Biluo Huangquan said, "I still hope that someone will mention them from time to time, including myself. In this way, if they really come back one day, they won't be too lonely. I don't think it's terrible to disappear, the terrible thing is forgotten."

Zhang Chunqiang closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them, he said, "It sounds like you should have an author you like very much. Why, has he disappeared for a long time? Who is it?" She smiled when she asked this, but why? Listen to why you have bad intentions.

Apparently it was intentional.

Biluo Huangquan shook his head, but said: "I like a male author. It is rare for a male author to write about Tanmei, but he does exist. He doesn't write much, and he has disappeared for almost ten years."

This sentence is not long, but Zhang Chunqiang digested it for a long time, she looked directly at Bi Luo Huang Quan, and said with a smile: "Why don't you say it out and listen, there are only a handful of male authors who also write about Tanmei, even if they disappear for 20 years, maybe I will Have you seen it?"

"Why isn't it 'I don't know the palace in the sky'?" Biluo Huangquan suddenly asked, "Your name."

Zhang Chunqiang told her to stop asking.

Some people do have some unchangeable habits in speaking and doing things. These habits are more similar to stubbornness. You must say this or do this, otherwise you will lack a sense of ritual.For example, some people must walk on a fixed side when walking, some people must drink a cup of coffee at a fixed time every day, and some people will pay special attention to the words used when explaining their names to others.

The "Que" in "Jin Que Xiao Zhong Kai Wan Hu" and "Que" in "I don't know the palace in the sky" are obviously the same word, and the palace will be better understood. Why did Zhang Chunqiang explain it with a poem with a low circulation rate?

This is her habit, a subconscious action.

How many people will panic if such a small detail is discovered, Zhang Chunqiang is calm, pressing his elbows on the table, gently supporting his face with his palms, tilting his head and smiling at Bi Luo Huang Quan: "What is the reason? Why are you Called Bi Luo Huang Quan?"

"Because I hope to meet you again no matter what." Bi Luo Huang Quan said calmly, "Meng Que is big."

Zhang Chunqiang burst out laughing, quite loudly, and she said, "God, don't tease me, I've heard of Meng Que's name, and I've read his articles, male author. What about me? A real woman."

Bi Luo Huang Quan said in a low voice: "I want to ask you this question too."