bother you

In late autumn, the ginkgo leaves on the campus are all yellow, and when the wind blows, they fall one after another, spreading out a golden ground.

Not long after the bell rang for the first class in the afternoon, the back door of the lecture theater of the Third Education was quietly opened, and a figure flashed out, walking quickly to the stairs.

"Brother Xiao, skipped class again?" Zhao Qifei shouted with a smile while holding a cup of milk tea.

Yan Xiao stopped in his tracks, with a black backpack hanging on his shoulders, "Old Zhou has finished counting names, and you are still hanging around here."

"Did you spot me?" Zhao Qifei asked.

"It's time." Yan Xiao smiled with one side of his lips curled up, "No one will answer for you, Lao Zhou will write it down for you."

He still kept the cropped cut outside the Linjiang Police Yard, and he went to the barber shop to have it trimmed from time to time. The two scars engraved on the right side were replaced by a bullet.This kind of hairstyle is common in the police academy, but it is too unusual in his own university. In addition, his facial features are already sharp. When he is not smiling, there is always a cold ruffian in his eyebrows and eyes. Became a "campus bully" like existence.

The weather is already very cold. He is wearing a pure black hoodie, camouflage pants, and cowhide boots of unknown origin. He has no hat on his head and scares many people when he squints. A freshman and sophomore student.

But Zhao Qifei has been his roommate with him for more than two years, and he has never been afraid. He was surprised when he saw his new hairstyle at the beginning of school, and now he happily handed the milk tea to him, "Just scare me, sir Zhou Zhen is going to point to me, and you must have answered it for me. Come on, take a sip of pearls."

He pushed it away with a smile, and walked downstairs, "You have bitten the teeth marks on the straw, is it disgusting? Let's go."

"Master, what's disgusting?" Zhao Qifei leaned on the handle of the stairs and shouted, "Brother Xiao, do you want to have dinner together tonight?"

He didn't turn his head back, he just raised his hand, "Busy, don't wait for me."

"Tch!" Zhao Qifei bit the straw again, sucked up the pearls forcefully, and said to himself, "You, you use the coffee shop as a business base!"

Outside the campus are the most Internet cafes, cafes, and snack bars. As soon as Yan Xiao left the school gate, he went straight to a cafe called "Huyou", ordered a cup of oolong tea, sat in the old seat in the corner, and picked up the coffee from his backpack. Get out your laptop.

The price of drinks in this cafe is high, and it costs about [-] yuan for a cup, which is much higher than other drinks shops around, so there are not many customers and it is quiet.

What he wanted was this tranquility.

The boss personally delivered the oolong tea, glanced at the desktop of his laptop, and laughed "tsk tsk tsk".

He himself stared at the table and smiled, his eyes full of tenderness.

The desktop uses Zhaofan's crooked neck photo, and he has to look at it for a long time every time he turns it on and off.

The boss returned to the bar after laughing, while he straightened his back, drank a sip of tea, created a new document, put his hands on the keyboard, and his eyes gradually became focused.

After leaving Sucheng, he did not continue to write the "Special God of War" series of novels on "Iron Man Love", but plunged headlong into the emerging network novel circle. After carefully evaluating the trade-offs, he built a book on the official literary website "Bee Return". No., began to serialize long military novels.

There are quite a few authors of military novels in "Bee's Return", and he slowly wears his temper and is not in a hurry to get ahead.

Because he has the experience of writing stud horse cool articles on "Iron Man Love", although he is only an unknown new author in "Bee Return", from time to time, readers praise the humorous style of writing and interesting plots.Gradually, there are some regular readers.

Half a month ago, Komatsu, the editor of Military Frequency Division, passed his application for signing.Two days ago, the first manuscript payment had already been deposited into his account.

Although it was only more than 2000 yuan, it was finally on the right track.

Writing novels in "Bee Return" is no better than writing novels in "Iron Man Love". The latter is purely for self-entertainment. If you want to make more, you can make more, if you want to cheat, you can cheat, and you can kill a villain with a slap on the head. Opinions, nothing else. However, "Bee Gui" has clear rules and regulations, and it also takes a commercial route. Once a contract is signed, what to write and how to write cannot be completely left to one's will.

Last night, he and Xiaosong discussed an important sub-plot until three o'clock in the middle of the night.Xiaosong is a few years older than him, but like a bluffing kid, he is full of energy and talks a lot. Before closing QQ, he encouraged him: "Smile, come on, let's take this as the foundation, I will accompany you through it, It will take three to five years, and we will definitely become popular. Believe me, although there are not many audiences for online novels now, the market will stabilize in the future, and there will be more readers. If we sell a copyright, we will get rich overnight!"

His new pen name is "Yan Xiao", which seems to be simple and crude, and has a different pronunciation from his real name, but it is actually not the same.

This pseudonym refers to Zhaofan's smiling face when he first met Zhaofan.

So love at first sight, never forget.

In this way, there are both him and Zhaofan in the pseudonym.

This time he didn't hide it from Zhaofan, and sent Zhaofan a message immediately.Zhao Fan was busy with the selection process at the time, so he didn't reply to the message until midnight, so he didn't discover another meaning of "Yan Xiao", so he just laughed at his name as nothing new.

"Then how can it be innovative?" He replied almost instantly.

"Still asleep?" Zhao Fan asked.

He typed "waiting for you" in the message box, quickly deleted it, and wrote again: "Aren't you asleep?"

Zhaofan: "Hey, I've tried my best to get into the training camp!"

He knew that the training camp was the one that Yan Ce mentioned before. If the anti-terrorist majors pass the selection, they can go to the training camp to train with the elite special forces of the five major special forces. Go abroad to compete as a police cadet.

Participating in the competition itself is already a great honor, and if you can still win the ranking, it will be an incredible achievement.

"Still pay attention to your body," he wrote: "Don't work too hard."

Zhaofan didn't return, and he saw Zhaofan's message the next morning: "Oh, I fell asleep too sleepy last night!"

He sighed secretly, his heart was soft and a little painful.

Heartbroken for Zhaofan, I wanted to go to the police academy to see how Zhaofan was doing in training, and if he had lost weight. It took me a long time to suppress my impulse and call Shen Xun during my lunch break.

"Don't worry." Shen Xun said, "You, Fanfan, are very well now, eating well and sleeping well, how can you be as fragile as you think?"

It sounded a little strange to him, "You even know if I, Fanfan, eat well and sleep well?"

"Fuck!" Shen Xun scolded with a smile, "Didn't you tell me to pay attention to him? Brother Xiao, let me tell you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be too lazy to stare at a man all day long. You are good-looking, but it's not me. 'dish', understand?"

Of course he knows that Zhao Fan is not Shen Xun's "dish", but when he thinks that he can only "see" his sweetheart through the eyes of his brothers, he feels uncomfortable and wants to say something.

"By the way." Shen Xun said again: "Have you, Fanfan, greeted you recently?"

He was a little puzzled, "What are you asking for warmth?"

After they separated, he still kept in touch with Zhaofan, and sometimes they would chat for a while when they met on QQ.He explained to Zhaofan why "Peach Scary" was ruined--the plot was messy, the writing was too casual, the platform of "Iron Man Love" was too small, etc. Zhaofan expressed his understanding and encouraged him to work hard after changing the platform.

But now, after all, it’s not like being able to stick together all day during the summer vacation, and each has its own business to be busy. After autumn, he told Zhaofan to remember to add clothes and not to catch a cold, but Zhaofan didn’t seem to have said anything similar to him.

So he didn't understand what Shen Xun's "asking for warmth" refers to.

"You Fanfan know about your chest injury." Shen Xun said.

His eyes darkened, "You told him?"

"I'll just say it casually." Shen Xun said: "They professionally engage in power competitions, and Huang Qian and I went to watch the fun. He came second and came to chat with me. Kicking you against the edge of the table, his chest was covered with bruises, and his face immediately changed. Hey, I didn't mean to help you out, I'm so quick..."

Whether Shen Xun did it on purpose, he knows better than anyone else.

It's not uncommon for anyone to have such a thing that their words don't reach their brains, but Shen Xun doesn't.Shen Xun just wanted to let Zhaofan know that his chest was bruised, and it was quite serious.

But Zhaofan didn't mention it to him later, let alone "asking about his health".

He was lying to himself by saying that he didn't expect anything, but he didn't know what Zhaofan was thinking, so he couldn't deliberately say "Then what do you remember kicking me?"

The afternoon passed quickly, "Huyou" got a good name, but failed to "fool" a few guests.Seeing that it was getting dark, the boss brought a stack of small round cakes and said with a smile, "I will give it to you, no money will be charged."

Yan Xiao wrote for several hours, tired and hungry. He ate half of the small round cakes before realizing that they were called wife cakes.

Zhaofan had bought it for him when he was in the police academy, and he had a lot of fun with him.

How could he not know what Zhaofan was thinking—in a place like the police academy where there are very few girls, inviting someone of the same sex to eat wife cakes is tantamount to taking advantage of others, which is the same as what Zhaofan used to say about "carrying a daughter-in-law" .

But this kind of joke can only be made by heartless straight men.

The status is good today, and the number of updated words has reached tens of thousands.On a large-scale literary website like "Fee Gui", the word count is king, and writing two or three thousand a day doesn't even qualify it to compete with others.

Xiao Song praised him on QQ and told him to go to eat quickly.

But he was not in a hurry. After closing the document and website, he stared at the desktop in a daze.

In the photo, Zhao Fan deliberately pouts his mouth, and there is oil on his mouth, which makes people want to take a bite.

After a while, he handed the leftover wife cake to the table and said to himself: "Fanfan, do you want to eat wife cake?"

At this time, the mobile phone that was set aside rang, and with a slight flick of his finger, the crumbs of the wife's cake fell on the keyboard.

The phone screen flickered, and the word "Zhaofan" seemed to be covered in light.

He quickly put down his wife's cake and picked up his phone.

"Brother Xiao!" Zhao Fan panted heavily, his voice much lower than usual.

He frowned, "What's wrong?"

"I, I..." Zhaofan was out of breath, and a murmur of drinking water came from the receiver.

He immediately thought of Zhaofan's slender neck and protruding Adam's apple.

"I passed!" Zhaofan's tone was full of excitement, "I passed the fuck! I'm going to the training camp next week!"

He clenched his fingers, happy for Zhaofan but also worried.

These two completely different emotions do not conflict. Both worry and joy are due to nostalgia.

"Congratulations." He said gently.

Zhaofan chattered again, breathing harder and harder. He knew that Zhaofan had just finished a very demanding physical endurance competition. Although he wanted to continue listening to Zhaofan's voice, he also wanted Zhaofan to talk less. Hurry up. take a break.

But before the exhortation could be said, Zhao Fan said, "Brother Xiao, I..."

He intuited what Zhaofan was going to say, "Huh?"

"Did I kick you that time?" Zhao Fan said, "Shen Xun told me that your chest is full of wounds. You went to the pet beauty salon to find me that day, and you also suffered from heat stroke."

His heart seemed to be held tightly by a soft palm, it was unbearably numb.

"I'm sorry, I don't care about the severity, I didn't mean to hurt you." Zhaofan said again: "Brother Xiao, if I can go abroad to compete this time, if I can still get the name and the medal belongs to me, I will give it to you .”