After Being Bent by Reader

Xu Chuanchuan tried to make a new article's personality and outline, but he couldn't type a word after struggling for a long time.

She found something very strange, as long as she moved her mind, the cold face of Murong Shi appeared in her mind. Those phoenix eyes were so beautiful, as if they knew she was spying, they stared at her unkindly, reminding her not to go too far.

Reality is reality, and novels are novels. How can a person of three-dimensional meaning write others in the text? If this is to let Murong Shi know...

Of course, Murong Shi would never know it in this life.

But it doesn’t work, it’s so unkind...

Xu Chuanchuan shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of his absurd ideas. After retreating in this way, she had no inspiration anymore, and went to harass the Anji bluntly.

An Ji seemed to have no time to talk to her in the code word.

Thinking that Brain Hole is destined to suffer from insomnia, Xu Chuanchuan opened up the readers and greeted them: "Is there any girl who hasn't slept so late?"

-I!

—+1

—It's almost two o'clock, you haven't slept yet, isn't it in the codeword?

When Xu Chuanchuan's fingers tapped lightly on the keyboard, another line of words appeared in front of him.

—If you don’t sleep in the middle of the night, there must be no sex. Life! Are you still single and lack a girlfriend? Coincidentally, I also lack, I can also warm the bed~

This is not the first time I have been molested by readers. Xu Chuanchuan gave his fingers a pause, and after hesitating, the group exploded.

—I don’t have a girlfriend either, I’m Loliyin, please take care of me!

—It must be a lovely cute girl, I will take care of you!

—Hey, hey, I haven't spoken yet, what are you robbing? What if you have a girlfriend?

— Probably not, I have never heard of it, but I will come out very quickly @爱吃麻辣烫.

—Mostly it's not scared off by us, right?

…

In front of the computer, Xu Chuanchuan kept her hands in the air. After a stalemate for a few seconds, she deleted the words she had typed before and re-typed "I am not curved". Before she hits the enter key, someone can't wait to answer for her.

—Quiet and quiet, let me say a few words. Have the current readers changed a lot? Don’t you know that your house is very straight? ? ?

The person who said this was An Ji. She was wearing a "hot pot" vest in the group. No one knew her true identity except Xu Chuanchuan. As a group management, Anjie's speech still has weight.

-It's not really curved? How can such a cute little sister not bend, I don’t believe it [big cry]

-Even if it is straight, it should be bent after writing so many books. It is not scientific to not bend it!

—A big fan?

Xu Chuanchuan finally couldn't help but replied: "No fuck! I like men!"

-You are so cruel, you shattered my dream [grief]

—No matter how big I am, I still love you [kiss]. I used to think I was straight. Ever since I read your article and closed my eyes, I can’t help but think about falling in love with your protagonist, sometimes dreaming I will also dream of [shame shame] Does this mean I am about to bend?

Can sexual orientation be changed at will? Isn't it possible? !

Looking at the text in the chat window, Xu Chuanchuan couldn't help wondering: "Why have I never dreamed of falling in love with my male god?"

Xu Chuanchuan's male **** is a popular niche nowadays, with good looks and acting skills, and good singing.

She closed her eyes wickedly, and unexpectedly, the male **** did not appear, but Murong Shi's cold face appeared again.

Xu Chuanchuang was taken aback. She opened her eyes quickly, patted her chest, and said something in her mouth: "I was wrong and I was wrong. I don't dare to **** you anymore. Just forgive me..."

The group was still discussing the issue of "bending straight and straight". Xu Chuanchuan didn't dare to pick it up, and when he used his mobile phone, he sent a red envelope.

A group of people started to grab red envelopes frantically, and soon covered the previous topic.

Before going to bed, Xu Chuanchuan lay on the bed and used his mobile phone to read comments, and then found out that someone had cast a deep thunder in her newly finished article. This is nothing, the magic is the reader's nickname-Passerby.

Xu Chuanchuan reacted before her brain. She clicked into the backstage of Passerby, and found that it was the same passerby who threw her thunder inexplicably before. The difference is that this person fully subscribed to her article this time.

Xu Chuanchuan thought quietly: "Does she really like my writing so much?"

She should like it very much, otherwise, why would she be willing to reward her so much?

When Xu Chuanchuan saw Murong Shi again, she was too guilty. In the corridor, she lowered her head and said, "Miss Murong, good morning."

"Good morning." Murong Shi said greetings, but her voice did not fluctuate. She seemed to be so lukewarm to anyone.

Xu Chuanchuan didn't dare to stay longer, and hurriedly left against the wall.

Murong Shi watched her back and watched her into the pantry.

Linda was confused: "What are you... looking at?"

Murong Shi squinted her eyes slightly, her sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the wall, and said, "Do you think she is special?"

Linda followed her gaze and looked over. Where else can I see the figure of Xu Chuanchuan?

Murong Shi’s question is too strange. Linda was not sure what she was trying to say. She recalled the image of Xu Chuanchuan in her mind for a moment, and said, “It’s pretty cute, but as for the others... it doesn’t feel special. ."

Murong Shi looked back, laughed almost inaudibly, and said, "I didn't notice anything special."

Linda: "..."

Although there is no way to directly verify it, Murong Poetry intuitively said that Xu Chuanchuan might be the author named Love Mala Tang.

Such a mediocre looking little employee hidden in the company, who can think that she can write novels? And the grades written seem to be pretty good.

I can't tell at all, but he is still a writer of Lily novels... Isn't Xu Chuanchuan also a lesbian?

Murong Shi retracted his mind and went straight into the general manager's office.

Linda drafted the new company rules and regulations in accordance with Murong Shi’s instructions. She has sent the revised documents to Murong Shi’s mailbox and reminded: “Let’s see if there is anything that needs to be changed.”

Murong Shi received the mailbox, opened the compressed package and looked at the files one by one. It was all textual content, she looked a little dizzy, yawned, and Linda saw it.

Linda: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Yeah." Murong Shi replied indifferently, and took a sip of the coffee on hand.

Linda looked at her face carefully and lowered her voice: "It's not because of reading novels, right?"

The indoor air conditioner was turned on very much, and circles of white mist appeared on the coffee cup, which covered the lack of temperature of Eichhornia crassipes. Murong Shi drank the coffee calmly, eyes flowing, looking at a certain place on the desktop, and said, "What is that?"

Linda took the stack of documents and said, "Staff files and some old documents, do you want to see it now?"

Murong Shi pointed his finger on the desktop and said, "Let it go first, you can go out."

After being interrupted like this, Linda didn't dare to inquire anymore, put her things down and turned away.

Murong Shi drank half of the liquid in the cup slowly. This coffee has a lot of sugar added, and she is a little tired of drinking it. She put the cup down, looked back on the computer screen, and looked at the dense text in front of her. What she thought was the question Linda asked her just now.

She didn't sleep enough last night, it was indeed because of that novel.

In fact, the novel didn't have any very attractive charm. Murong Shi even felt that some of the plot was naive, and she resisted the urge to score negative points several times.

I feel disgusted, but what is strange is that the more you look at Murong's poem, the more you can't stop it. The author's unpretentious text seems to have some magical power, which makes people relax. When she finished reading the 300,000-word novel, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

At the end of the article, Murong Shi saw his waistcoat in "The author has something to say".

—Thank passer-by for the deep-water fish threw. I love you~

Quite polite, but the last six words make people very uncomfortable.

The balance was too much to spend, the drowsy Murong Shi threw a deep-water torpedo casually, and fell asleep.

There are many documents, and I can’t finish them for a while. Murong Shi called Linda in and said: "You send an email and say that the company will be cleaned in the afternoon, and you will check before you get off work. If anyone fails to do it, you will Deduct performance points from everyone in their department."

Linda took the task and went out.

As a result, in the afternoon, the entire company was in chaos.

Murong Shi paid no attention to the affairs outside the window and focused on the documents Linda had sent her. During the period, she went to the bathroom and didn't want to meet Xu Chuanchuan there.

Xu Chuanchuan stood by the sink, and the movement at the door attracted her attention. She raised her head and found that the person entering was Murong Shi, with a trace of unnaturalness flashing across her face, and said, "Miss Murong... do you want to wash your hands? "

Seeing her avoiding, Murong Shi did not move. Looking at the white and pure face in front of him, and then thinking about reading Xiao Bai Tian's pet essay written by this person all night, Murong Shi felt a little strange.

Xu Chuanchuan was so straightforward that she was worried that Murong Shi thought she was lazily hiding here. She wringed the water on the rag indiscriminately, and walked to the door: "I'm back to work."

When she was about to pass by, Murong Shi stopped her and said inexplicably, "Your waist is good?"

"what?"