Stealing the sky

Most boys like to mix things up and down, and in the majestic and majestic worldview, they fantasize that they are the male protagonist, killing heaven and earth.I was no exception. I once spent sleepless nights and forgot to eat and chased an article on cultivation. From the lines, I could tell that the author was a "person of the same path", but I stopped chasing it later because he was a eunuch.From then on, I hated the big novels, and gradually lost my interest in reading them.

Tang Xing belongs to a small group of boys, he pursues Jinjiang web articles.I don't care about fighting monsters and upgrades, industry elites, e-sports online games, focus on campus beauty, yearn for pure love, and love the combination of loyal dog and queen.Recently, I'm chasing an article called "Oh, My Highness, My School Grass!" ", the author's name is Dan Dan Mian. He is a newcomer who just wrote the article. He has been updating it daily. Suddenly, one day, he announced in the author's words: because of the dissertation defense and internship, this article will stop updating.

This made Tang Xing very angry, the plot was stuck at the climax stage, and he almost couldn't help sending a few black and white negatives.As the little overlord who often counts on the list of Bawang votes, he finally "tried every effort" to hook up with Dandanmen, added WeChat, and asked for the following.But the author is determined to make a cash deposit, and the return date is uncertain.

"I always feel that the big break is more hidden."

Tang Xing put down his phone and said to me with a look of despair.

He is a monster with a good sense of time. He distributes his days evenly, sleeping for 8 hours, practicing for 8 hours, and chasing articles for 8 hours.And during the training time, he harassed me for nearly half of the time, and now he has added 8 hours. If he doesn't follow up on the text, it can only be me who suffers.

My Yixue store has already opened. Except for the first order with a big ticket, I have tested several marriages one after another, which is only enough for daily utility bills.The big head of making money is Tiaohou Fengshui.There have been many believers here who have finished the Buddha ceremony and asked me about the ritual utensils. I happened to have nothing on hand, and I also had time to quietly choose a few materials suitable for making pendants.

But the little tiger, who has run out of spiritual food, disturbs me all the time, with its fluffy tail licking my calf. I scratched the itchy place and ignored him, so I licked it again. Not afraid of death.Unbearable, I lowered my head and stared at it fiercely, and it lay down, revealing its cute little belly, and acted softly at me, "Meow~"

Either to touch, or to hug, in short, never idle for a moment.

I rolled my eyes, bent down to pick it up with one hand, put it on my lap, covered its eyes with my hand, and commanded coldly, "Sleep!"

It hugged my hand and stuck out its tongue to lick it.

"I'm so boring~ You are not qualified at all as a shit-shoveling officer, so you don't want to play with me!"

I sarcastically said: "Don't you even need to practice? As a monster, you are not qualified. Let me tell you, one day an old Taoist priest with high abilities will appear to take you away. I can't beat him. "

"I don't want to be a sword fairy. What's the point of cultivating all day long? Every day goes by, I lose one day. I want to seize every day I spend with you!"

He is not only good at time management, but also eloquent. I am clumsy and can't speak every time, so I use the simplest and rude way-playing PP.

It is said that a tiger's butt cannot be touched. I don't know how many times this little white tiger's butt has been swollen by me.It endured silently and threatened with tears in it, "You just hit it, and you will have to pay it back sooner or later!"

I slapped it a few times, the sound was nice and crisp, I couldn't help laughing, I rubbed its ass, and gave it a break with its favorite author.

The hexagram image shows: Xiaoji, Daan, Daan.

Da'an belongs to wood, and wood makes money.Therefore, dan dan noodles can eat a bowl of rice for writing, but it is too rich for robbing.Among the five elements, those who have the same attributes as their own are called "bijie", and they are defined as brothers and sisters in the relationship between the six relatives.

Bijie is a very interesting thing. When you are weak, Bijie will help you.When you are prosperous, it is better than robbing wealth.

For example, when you are poor, your brothers and sisters are willing to give you a hand when they see you are pitiful; but if your family is suddenly expropriated, they will easily turn against each other.

"This hexagram is more prosperous than Jie Guo, and he must have something to do with his peers."

Tang Xingdao: "I just remembered when you said that. For some reason, his article provoked a group of black people with negative scores and swiping the screen, all kinds of ignorant abuse. Many of them have never read the article, and they are just messy. Most of them Readers who clicked in were dissuaded by negative comments. Could it be that Heizi Saijun was hired by an author who didn't like him to hack him?"

I shrugged.

It suddenly jumped off my lap, took out the mobile phone from the sofa, raised the small meat pad and typed on the keyboard with a "crackling".Don't think about it, he must have gone to chat with his favorite Dandan noodles.I felt quite uncomfortable, and said in a very angry tone: "Why don't you just go back to playing with your phone?"

It lowered its head, and while typing, said: "I don't want it. You like me more like a tiger, and you will ignore me again when I become a human."

...The mood inexplicably improved, I raised the corners of my mouth and continued to work.

After a while, Tang Xing said: "It's really because of this. He was on a good list, and the authors who were at the same time with him put on vests and scolded him, picking and choosing sharp words, which made him not in the mood Creation. He also learned that not only him, but also many authors in the Little Transparency period were tricked by such a routine, so they gave up writing articles. The website is so big, and there are only so many readers. For some people, one less author means more There is one less opponent. Many authors write to decompress and to be happy. Life is not satisfactory, and the online world will be intrigued. I am too tired and simply give up.”

"Oh." I placed an order on Taobao and responded casually.

"Wow!" It jumped up suddenly, turned its head and said to me excitedly, "Da Da is planning to come to Hangzhou to find a job, and asked me if I want to face me!"

I looked at it calmly, and I had already prepared 1000 or [-] ways to stew cat soup in my mind. Once it shows the slightest intention of climbing the wall, I will celebrate Qingming for him on this day next year.

Tang Xing happily jumped up and down on the sofa, "I want to meet Da Da! I want to ask about Da Da's plot development. If Da Da doesn't tell me, I'll beat him up and throw him into the Qiantang River... Hey, yes murderous look?"

It looked around in a daze.

I silently put away the kitchen knife and smiled at it a kindly old father.

It froze for a moment, then cheered, threw away the phone, and swooped over.

***

It just so happened that the company that took the job to submit their resumes face-to-face was nearby, so they agreed to meet at the tea house next to Yi Xuedian after the interview.

The tea house is called Xiyin, and the environment is very elegant. The proprietress is a gentle girl, who always invites us to have tea and snacks on weekdays.So I'm happy to solicit business for her.

Tang Xing sent him a message.

[The seat is reserved, table number three! 】

【OK.I'll be right there, 1 minute! 】

I was chatting with the proprietress at the counter, and the wind chimes at the door rang "jingling dingling", and a baby-faced girl wearing black-rimmed glasses came in, looking about seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Where is table number three?"

The proprietress showed her the way, and when she saw her go in, she turned to me and asked, "Are you a female netizen? You have a big heart."

I was also at a loss. Tang Xing said that Dan Dan Nian was a male author, how did he become a girl.What's more, she is a girl's family, and she has come all the way to meet Ji, so she is also very courageous.

At this time, a sound like a screaming chicken came from inside.

"Aren't you a man?"

"Aren't you a woman?"

"Didn't you say that you are a dead house with eight-pack abs?"

"Why does your WeChat profile show that you are a girl?"

After three seconds, the two said in unison:

"Damn it, you dead shemale!"

The proprietress and I laughed and fell on the counter.

While wiping her tears, she brought tea to table three.

"So, what is the future? The days are getting shorter and shorter, and you still don't hurry up to meet the people you want to see and do the things you want to do. People are not oolongs and they are young."

I followed in, and Tang Xing said to Dandan noodles with a stinky face, "Forget about it. When will you resume updating? Dare to say no, I want you to come back!"

Dandan Noodles took a sip of Longjing elegantly, and pushed his glasses: "At first, I planned to cheat, my inspiration was exhausted, and I couldn't find the feeling of first love. But when I meet the real highness of the school grass, I plan to continue to update the article." gone."

She suddenly turned her head and showed me a sweet smile, "Ouba, Salang!"

I don't understand what it means, Tang Xing said in a dark voice, "I think you are a little girl and don't care about you, so be careful with what you say."

Dan Dan Nian ignored him, and continued to say to me, "I am overwhelmed by Dan Ba ​​Tian, ​​and today I will offer my knees to Ouba's prosperous beauty!"

The proprietress squinted her eyes and smiled, twisted a piece of mung bean cake and stuffed it into her mouth, "In our street, Lin Qiuqiu's appearance is still very good."

Dan Danmian raised his hand excitedly, "I checked this place, it was a fireworks alley hundreds of years ago!"

"..."

Tang Xing held his face in both hands, and there were sparkling stars in his eyes, "Look, you can't get around the destined marriage. You are my spiritual food. Bobo!"

"Boom your head!" I looked disgusted, and picked up a piece of mung bean cake to stuff his mouth.