Bamboo horse is not a gentleman

Chapter 29

As soon as Yuan Qing opened the button, he found that Lu Bai's fans were about to explode.

[Akechi Kogoro: Stupid mortals + stupid thoughts = Metropolis Daily. 】

[My white horse is Lu Bai: Mystery is my Lu Bai's label, and being arrogant is my Lu Bai's attribute. My Lu Bai's annual publishing fee is hundreds of thousands, and the 5 cents is an urban newspaper that no one wants. Probably got red eye disease! 】

[Lu Bai is Mengshou: The Metropolitan Daily reporter's brain has been kicked by a donkey. It is a personal freedom to stay in a hotel, can he control it?What age is this, my head is about to be buried in the ground, don't worry, sister, I won't forget you during Qingming! 】

[Qingqing: Everyone, please calm down...]

[Lu Shen: Everyone, please calm down... A great master on the Internet finally found the Weibo of the reporter who wrote the report. 】

In an instant, the avatars of the fan group were all black.

【Qingqing:...】

Yuan Qing's forehead was sweating, and he opened Chang Shan's Weibo in a panic. Chang Shan didn't have many fans, and his comments were basically within ten posts. Take pride in your talents, separate yourself from the masses and the people.” There were hundreds of comments on his Weibo message.

Yuan Qing clicked on the comments, although he didn't know what the Weibo names of Lu fans were, but the latest string of comments, especially those who spoke in a way and tone of voice, were all Lu Bai's fans.

Lu fans ridiculed Chang Shan in this Weibo message, but it also attracted people who nodded and praised. Some people even directly @吕白, which is not a good sign.

Uneasy, Yuan Qing clicked on Lu Bai's Weibo. The number of fans did not drop as much as expected, but there were hundreds of data, which made Yuan Qing seem to find tens of thousands of RMB missing from his wallet. Meat hurts.

And under the information about the publication of Lu Bai's new book, there have been thousands of messages!

It took almost a day, and in the evening, when Lu Bai came out of the study, he found his own Qingmei sitting in the living room, her fists clenched, her eyes blazing, and her round white face paled with anger.

"What's wrong?" Lu Bai walked over and sat on the sofa with Yuan Qing shoulder to shoulder.

Perhaps it was the man's innate coolness that calmed down Yuan Qing's furious mood. She pointed to one of the messages:

"Before writing a book, learn to be a man, be modest and prudent, neither arrogant nor impetuous, this is the principle of being a man":
"Look, is this a black fan hired by Chang Shan?"

Lu Bai glanced at Weibo:
"Nine times out of ten."

"Lu Bai, don't worry, I'm not a vegetarian either, I'm going to Taobao to buy a batch of trumpets and max out his Weibo!" Xiao Qingmei gritted her teeth.

"Doing meaningless things is a waste of time. Maybe he will catch him. It's better to wait and see what happens next, and then make countermeasures."

"No, I can't swallow this breath! Just wait, I have registered ten accounts just now, wait for me to raise him for a few days, and take turns killing him!"

Lu Bai's big palm touched Yuan Qing's head, and there was a warm smile in his deep eyes:
"Thank you, Yuan Qing, you always choose to stand by my side."

The man's palm was thick and warm, Yuan Qing's whole body seemed to be ironed, it was warm, she slapped the back of the man's hand:

"What kind of friendship do we need to say thank you?!"

Lu Bai smiled, and simply rested his chin on her shoulder:

"It's great to have you."

Yuan Qing's bones were almost brittle, but his mouth still remained soft:
"Say something nice now, and don't regret it when no magazine or publisher finds you!"

Lu Bai: "Are you a crow?"

Xia Weiwei is worthy of being the daughter of a wealthy family. Bai Fumei, who has a broad vision, is much higher than Yuan Qing expected. On the fifth day after handing in her resignation letter, she took the initiative to visit the door and hand over the work.

") こんにちは." In Caesar's cheerful voice, the youthful and smiling Xia Weiwei broke into the gloomy living room of Lu Da writer like a beautiful landscape.

Yuan Qing hugged Ah Bai and stared at her blankly. Xia Weiwei cut her hair short, wore pink lip gloss, and wore a red plaid skirt under her pink woolen short coat, crying and screaming with the girl on Anqing Street The girls are completely different.

"Hi, Yuan Qing." Xia Weiwei stood in the living room full of spring, with a brisk tone, "I'm here to hand over today."

"it is good."

Yuan Qing nodded, knowing in her heart that if Xia Weiwei really intended to hand over, all she needed was an email or an explanation on the button, but she still came in person, although she looked at herself calmly, but those two The bright and clear eyes always look forward and right involuntarily.

The front right is the direction of Lu Bai's study.

Writer Lu Da should have known about the arrival of his former assistant, but the door of the study room turned into a still painting, without even opening a crack.

Love is completely different from blood relationship. No matter how strong or reluctant to give up, it can be cut off after all.

It's just the pain at the time of cutting, which always makes the person concerned deeply.

This was the first time that two women were working in the living room. Xia Weiwei collected the contacts and contact information of all publishing houses and magazines, and all Lu Bai's draft records in a USB flash drive, and handed it to Yuan Qing.

My God, there are so many to submit!When Yuan Qing opened the pile of detailed documents, his eyes almost became mosquito-repellent eyes.

The moment Xia Weiwei got up from the sofa, she looked straight at the study room:
"I'm leaving. After a while, I will send you wedding invitations."

"What, what?" Yuan Qing stared at Xia Weiwei with wide eyes, and opened his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg.

"I've been on blind dates in my hometown for the past few days, and I finally found Mr. Right. Now that I've met the right person, I plan to be a husband and a child, and be a good wife. So you tell Lu Bai, don't hide from me anymore, because he That point in the past is nothing compared to my fiancé, and he and I will never meet again."

Xia Weiwei's cold farewell resounded in the empty living room, like a bird on a branch in the autumn rain, embracing desolation alone in the cold wind.

But Lu Bai still didn't open the door.

I don't know which taboo Xia Weiwei violated, so that he didn't forgive her until the end.

Maybe just because I love him?

Yuan Qing didn't dare to think about it anymore, she could only watch silently as Xia Weiwei put on her high heels and walked out of the entrance step by step.

Love is a battlefield, there is no first-come-first-come-first-served basis, only winners and losers.

Xia Weiwei had loved Lu Bai tragically for more than ten years, but ended up lonely.

Yuan Qing understands that the reason why she is so sad is that something hurts her kind, and she just feels sorry for her.

Yuan Qing took the USB flash drive and walked into the study.

Lu Bai was wearing black-rimmed glasses, sitting at the desk, and coded with concentration.

Yuan Qing put the USB flash drive on his keyboard:

"Xia Weiwei has handed over all the documents."

Lu Bai raised his head and glanced at her: "Just keep it."

"Keep a copy for yourself, too."

"I have all these records."

"The USB flash drive has a list of all relevant publishers, magazines, editors, manuscripts, and books published since your debut. Keep a copy for yourself, so that you can check it later."

Lu Bai's hand tapping the keyboard paused, but finally took it:

"Are you blaming me?"

"I don't know, I just feel a little sad."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Qing turned around and walked out of the study, the cell phone in the living room rang, and the caller ID was - Li Yan.

"Xiao Qingqing, how is it? How about my gift?"

"What gift?"

"Little fool, do you know why I let you go that day? Because I realized that I was so stupid and my life was short, so why bother throwing myself back into prison again!"

Yuan Qing was angry and funny:

"Congratulations, you finally have an IQ."

"Yes, congratulations, I found a way to torture you slowly."

Yuan Qing's heart moved slightly, and he asked, "Do you know Chang Shan?"

The other end of the phone fell silent, and then a man's "giggle" laughter came out:

"Anyway, Lu Bai knows it in his heart, so let me tell you. The regular reporter once wanted to do an interview in prison, and I was the only one who was willing to accept his interview. Maybe you will wonder why the self-proclaimed justice and fairness of the press conference Are you leaning towards me, the kidnapper? Because I told him something about Lu Bai and me, so he resolutely stood by my side."

"Those are just your one-sided words."

"Hahaha, what a simple little girl, Lu Bai is really a charming girl, she can deceive people around, but the people around him are still fools, willing to be deceived! Let me tell you, Chang Shan originally planned to make that The last prison interview was published on the "Lucheng Daily", but it was suppressed. Do you know who did it?" Li Yan smiled sarcastically, "It was Lu Bai who used Ruan Xinmei Financial resources put pressure on the "Lucheng Daily"!"

"You talking nonsense!" Yuan Qing was so excited that she almost cried out. She hurriedly looked at the study and lowered her voice, "I have my own judgment on who Chang Shan is, and I have my own judgment on who you are. With experience, even judgment is unnecessary.”

Li Yan laughed loudly, the arrogant and mocking laughter shook Yuan Qing's eardrums:

"One day, you will regret it. After being cheated into nothing by that kid Lu Bai, don't come to me and cry!"

Yuan Qing was very angry:
"If you think I've been cheated, then tell me the truth, what's the point of going around in circles like this?!"

"No, no, I've said everything I need to say. Whether you believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me. Anyway, as long as you are by Lu Bai's side for a day, I will not let you go."

"You...why do you hate Lu Bai so much?"

"Hate it?" Li Yan's voice rose slightly, "No, Xiao Qingqing, it's not hate, it's hatred, hatred until death."

After all, he cut off the call.

Yuan Qing's heart felt as if soaked in a cold ancient well, confused and desolate.

Chang Shan's report did not ferment for a long time, and everything seemed to calm down.

On the one hand, this peace is due to Lu Bai's strong fan base, on the other hand, Lu Bai's cold and mysterious personality is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. He has zero scandals and never shows up in the media. Respectable image.Therefore, the good-for-nothings watched the excitement for a while, and then dissipated after discussing a few words. Only a few people with ulterior motives continued to clamor a few times, and they were suppressed fiercely by the "Lu fans".

A writer with high IQ must be accompanied by a group of fans with high IQ and high EQ. Yuan Qing's mouth curled up slightly when he saw the comments that quoted scriptures and allusions without a single swear word.

Apart from reading Xia Weiwei's information and replying to various emails, what Yuan Qing did the most was to open Chang Shan's Weibo, waiting for this guy to jump out out of the mouth.It is said that people who are angry are the easiest to lose their composure and reveal their true nature. However, no matter how sneering and sarcastic fans are, Chang Shan's Weibo has remained silent, with a high attitude of standing still regardless of the wind and rain.

In a blink of an eye, April came quietly, and all things quietly broke through the ground and grew into colorful spring colors.

Yuan Qing took off his heavy cotton coat and put on a light beige windbreaker, while Writer Lu Da hardly changed, still wearing a coat. From his slightly thin figure, it can be seen that he should have taken off all his autumn clothes and long trousers up.

Yuan Qing woke up early, no sleepiness anymore.As soon as the window was pushed open a gap, the breeze rushed in. Almost at the same time, she sneezed several times and exchanged tears.

"Wang Wang."

"It's okay, Abai." Yuan Qing rubbed his nose at the loyal puppy, and his depressed mind seemed to disappear with the wind.

Xia Weiwei left, no matter what the future holds, the only thing that can be grasped is the present, at least in the present days, they are the only ones for each other.

Suddenly, she faintly heard Caesar's call. After Lu Bai got up every day, this parrot would always act like a coquettish show.

But it was still early, writer Lu Da never got up before ten o'clock.

Yuan Qing pushed open the bedroom door in surprise and stepped into the living room.

Lu Bai was sitting on the sofa with a blue face, watching the news on TV, probably concerned that she hadn't woken up yet, so the volume was turned down very low.

Yuan Qing followed his line of sight, only to see a woman lowered her head and got into a car escorted by two bodyguards amidst the sight of many long guns and short cannons.

Although the camera flashed quickly, Yuan Qing immediately recognized that the woman on the screen was Ruan Xinmei.

Lu Bai remained silent, but his firm expression and tightly pursed lips still revealed his inner unrest.

When the scene was over, the title flashed on the screen:
"After nine years, the body of Li Luoyang, the suspected former president of Yaoyang Group, suddenly appeared in the cold sea."

(End of this chapter)