After Being Bent by Reader - v4 Chapter 83

News in the group was ejected like a blowout, and Xu Chuanchuan was overwhelmed.

The two were close to each other, and Murong Shi had seen it during the whole process. She squeezed Xu Chuanchuan’s face, laughed playfully, and said, “Don’t dare to go back?”

It’s not a question of dare to dare, it’s that there are too many people @ her at once, and Xu Chuanchuan doesn’t know which one should go back first.

In a blink of an eye, the news in the group is 99, and it is still growing rapidly. Everyone is still focusing on “Is the new article an autobiography of the author”, “Is the author really bent”, “What is the tricky part of the local tyrant poems and Dad”? The topic is controversial.

One by one became a crowd eating melons.

According to this posture, Xu Chuanchuan felt that as long as he appeared, he would definitely be held down and stripped by the people in the group…

There are thousands of members in the group, and nearly 100 are active online every day. She only has two hands. How can she be able to beat them?

Xu Chuanchuan was stunned by the brain-filling scene. The tension of opening a new article was not relieved at all, and faced with such a serious problem, she swallowed and said uncertainly: “Don’t go back… “

Murong Shi clasped her hand on her waist with some force, half-squinted, and said, “Are you still afraid they would know?”

Xu Chuanchuan rubbed the sweat in her hands, leaned half of her body into her arms, blinked, and said, “I’m not afraid, I just feel… embarrassing. Anyway, there are still a few chapters to write about you. , They know what’s going on when they see the plot. Right?”

Murong Shi didn’t answer the question, and picked a key question: “What’s embarrassing?”

Xu Chuanchuan’s face blushed slightly, and he said in a soft voice: “I used to emphasize that I was straight and worried about their misunderstanding. I swear to them in the group countless times that I can’t bend… Didn’t I slap myself in the face?”

Murong Shi looked at her with good eyes, touched her nervous lips with her fingers, and said slowly: “If you remember correctly, you vowed to me that you will never solicit your own readers.”

Xu Chuanchuan’s eyelashes trembled quickly, and his voice was a little faint: “Yes, do you?”

Murong Shi raised her eyebrows, and she couldn’t hide a smile in her eyes, but she still looked calm and composed, saying, “I still keep the chat log. Do I need to see the evidence?”

“Don’t don’t!” Xu Chuanchuan panicked and held her hand to stop her from flipping the phone.

“You have no credibility and unscrupulous author.” Murong Shi said jokingly.

Xu Chuanchuan shrank her neck with a guilty conscience until it reached her chest. Hearing the “pounding” heartbeat in her chest, her heart settled a little.

Slowly straightening up his waist, Xu Chuanchuan raised his chin and said, “You are ashamed to say that I am unscrupulous. Who put on a vest and played me around?”

Murong Shi’s expression stagnated.

“You liar.” Xu Chuanchuan bit her silver teeth and poked her heart.

Regarding this dark history, Murong Poetry really does not want to look back. For the first reason, she couldn’t argue, pointed to the dusted washboard and malfunctioning keyboard in the corner of the room, and said, “Should I go to kneel now?”

Those two things should have been thrown away, which is an eye-catcher. Seeing that she was about to get up, Xu Chuanchuan hurriedly grabbed her, and said, “What are you kneeling on? I have a shower.”

Murong Shi held her in his arms again, lowered his head to kiss her, but saw her eyes staring at the phone for an instant.

A novel is like the author’s child, and the moment it is published, it is equivalent to croaking, and Xu Chuanchuan is eager to see everyone’s reaction. She swiped her finger and successfully refreshed, suddenly many new comments popped up.

She looked through the article attentively and found that the focus of everyone’s attention was not the article itself, and the content of the comments were all gossip.

The most striking thing is the ten deep water cast by “Passerby Poems”, and one of them has been built with tall buildings.

——Catch a local tyrant poem alive!

-Tyrant poem, you actually grabbed the sofa! Did you know the first time you posted a post? You two must be tricky!

——There must be tricky 1, look at this name copy, and these ten deep waters, I don’t believe that you are innocent!

——The microphone is handed to you, local tyrant poem, please tell your story and the big story.

——I’m so curious, have you really been bent by you? ? ?

——Why are you not in the group? Enter the group chat! We can’t wait to eat melon!

…

Xu Chuanchuan’s expression is a little hard to say.

Can’t see the content related to the review article, she quit the APP, switched to QQ and took a look, the whole person was messy again.

In the group @不路人诗, readers have come to @爱吃麻辣烫, so many news Xu Chuanchuan simply can’t come over.

It’s better to pretend to be dead, and they will stop as soon as the freshness is over. With this mentality, Xu Chuanchuan threw the phone aside.

Murong Shi picked up her mobile phone, unlocked it, and tapped her finger on it.

“What are you doing?” Xu Chuanchuan was confused, took a look at the phone, and was dumbfounded.

Group system news: Passerby’s application to join the group, the administrator loves to eat Mala Tang has passed.

Xu Chuanchuan: “…”

The screen scrolling speed in the group was too fast, and the prompts of “passer-by poems” to add the group were quickly overwhelmed, but some people still noticed it.

——I saw local tyrant poems come in! [image]

——The local tyrant must have seen our call, my God, why am I so excited?

——Ah, ah, I want to eat melon!

…

Seeing Murong Shi immersed himself in typing, Xu Chuanchuan wanted to ask her what she was doing again, and opened his mouth, it was too late, Murong Shi clicked the send button.

Xu Chuan went to look at his cell phone.

Passerby Poem: “Thank you for supporting my girlfriend and her novel.”

This sentence is tantamount to a bomb, and the group boils.

——Ma Yeah.

-Tyrant poem, how big is your girlfriend? ? ?

——Oh my God, I guessed it!

——The local tyrant’s poem, did you really make a big bend?

——I need to ask, I must have been bent! Most of them didn’t dare to come out now, they must be hiding in which corner to peek at the screen.

——Who is this passerby poem that is not a fake?

——It should not be fake, the profile picture has not changed.

…

In order to prove that he was not a counterfeit, someone raised his hand and sent a big red envelope of one thousand yuan to the group. The action was too fast, and Xu Chuanchuan was too busy watching the group to stop it.

There was a berserk **** in the group, and after the snatch, they started talking again.

——How could such a trench be a counterfeit! The local tyrants love you so much~

——Ahhhhhhhh, I didn’t grab it!

——I didn’t grab it either, I don’t want red envelopes, I want to listen to gossip! Local tyrant poem, am I really with Da Da?

…

Here, Murong Shi has no time to reply to the message. She is being thrown onto the bed by Xu Chuanchuan to teach her to “live hard and frugally at home”.

“You are also giving out red envelopes, you have a lot of money!” Xu Chuan rubbed and pinched on her body, but didn’t make any cruel moves.

Murong Shi smiled and avoided, and said, “They are so cute.”

“Are they cute or am I cute?” Xu Chuanchuan had his hands on his hips.

“Of course it’s you.” Murong Shi turned over and overwhelmed her, sealing her lips.

The readers in the group felt baffled when the person concerned appeared and disappeared suddenly, and they were too timid to wait one by one.

After a few minutes, Murong Shi separated from Xu Chuanchuan breathlessly before remembering to go to see the group.

There is so much news. Fortunately, Murong’s reading speed has always been very fast. After reading ten lines at a glance, she finally said concisely: “Yours has been with me for five months.”

——Five months! ! !

——It turns out that you hooked up since the last book!

——Oh my God, it’s been so long, you hide too well, right?

——Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh is actually true bless all of you!

–blessing! I really want a girlfriend, so I want to write a novel too.

——It turns out that there is really a 233 who writes himself crookedly

——So, this article is really the true story of Dahe and the local tyrant poems?

——XSWL, I have always emphasized that I cannot bend, what is the situation now @爱吃麻辣烫?

——I know you must be there, so don’t dive right now.

——That’s it.

…

“…” Xu Chuanchuan in the peeping screen silently pulled over the quilt to cover his head.

Murong Shi couldn’t laugh or cry, and dragged her over abruptly, without using his fingers to type: “You guys are so shy.”

——What are you shy? Come out and show your affection.

——That is, what are you shy, come out, we are very gentle, we don’t hit you.

——If you don’t hit you, you will be punished at most.

——What is the punishment?

——Punish them for ten seconds to kiss and kiss in the group!

——This is good, this is good!

——I’m more curious about whether it is greatly affected or attacked?

——This is still a question, it must be a feeling! I didn’t dare to come out, it must be a weakness!

…

Xu Chuanchuan: “…”

If every question is answered, Murong Shi might be going to waste her fingers. She picked up the question about the attack and replied: “You are not big waist, she likes to be below.”

——I would say it is weak!

——Puff, instantly my brain fills up some unsuitable pictures of young girls, I’m going to spray my nosebleed.

——DaDa attacked her tonight!

——Support a big counterattack!

-Counterattack 1.

…

What a mess of this!

The more talked about the topic, the more deviated Xu Chuanchuan watched. She blushed as she pushed Murong Shi’s shoulders: “Don’t talk nonsense!”

Murong Shi smiled happily, held her lips, and said, “Do you want to counterattack?”

She also followed up!

What cell phone to play at night? If you don’t play, you won’t cause so many things, and now I don’t know how to end it.

Xu Chuan bit her lip fiercely.

Murong Shi let out a muffled snort, hugged her and rolled around, touched her under her hand, and gently rubbed it in a sensitive place.

“Hmm–” Xu Chuanchuan whispered, his body suddenly softened into a puddle of mud, and his eyes were watery.

——Why did the local tyrant’s poem disappear again?

-Was a big counterattack?

…

Two hours later.

It was midnight, and the group was still very lively. Because some readers only saw the news, they came out in an endless stream. The issue of “big bend by local tyrant poems” has continued since nine o’clock until now.

It’s really not a good thing that an author’s private life is over-conceived by readers. Xu Chuanchuan was a little panicked, and didn’t want to cause a new wave of turmoil because of his appearance, so he could only spread grievances on Murong Shi.

“I blame you, what’s the mess?”

Murong Shi did not expect everyone to react so strongly, and she reflected on herself for a while.

Bringing the phone, Murong Shi sent a summary message to everyone’s concern: “If you want to read our story, you can read a novel. Let’s end the discussion about me and my girlfriend. Let’s continue the discussion. It may be upset.”

As soon as “Passerby Poems” appeared, the group once again set off an upsurge.

——Thou Hao Poem, you have not slept yet.

——Okay Okay, let’s not discuss it anymore, don’t be angry @爱吃麻辣烫.

——Don’t be angry, we are just curious and not malicious, but I still love you!

——I only have one question, can I ask? (Passerby poem replied: Just ask.)

The reader said: “Since you have been with Dahao for a long time, why did you withdraw from the group before?

This reader is really good to ask such a wonderful question.

Xu Chuanchuan wanted to laugh but didn’t dare to laugh, so he fixedly looked at Murong Shi, wondering how she would answer.

It is a shame to be kicked out of the group. Of course Murong Shi can’t tell the truth. She replied without changing her face, “The slippery hand is wrong.”

“Puff——” Xu Chuanchuan did not hold back.

She’s really good at hand-skating this stalk!

The girls in the group are innocent, and they believe whatever Murong Shi says.

“It’s late, everyone…” Before finishing typing a line, Murong Shi’s attention was caught by a new message that emerged from the group.

Love hot pot: “What slippery hands, don’t believe her [picture].”

When I clicked on the picture, Murong’s face turned black immediately.

——On September 17, passerby poem was kicked out of the group by the administrator, and the operator was the group owner.

This tangible evidence directly overturned what Murong Shi had just said.

Xu Chuanchuan seemed to hear a crisp sound, she hugged her belly and laughed loudly: “Hahaha—”

-Prosperous in a trance, hit the scene on the spot.

——A local tyrant, why are you so skinny? Why do you lie when you were kicked out?

——I’m even more curious now, what on earth did you do to be kicked out of the group?

——It must be something bad!

——I believe it is a big hand skating [funny].

——Baby Shi: I’m shameless, please stop talking, okay?

…

Murong Poetry: “…”

It is rare to see Murong Poetry deflated, and Xu Chuanchuan laughed so much that tears came out. Happy for less than three seconds, Murong Shi threw the phone towards her, pinched her soft waist and tickled her: “Is it funny?”

Xu Chuanchuan couldn’t stand it even more, wiping tears and begging for mercy: “I was wrong, I was wrong.”

After a while, Murong Shi let her go, all the unhappiness in her heart was written on her face, she picked up her naked body, picked up the mobile phone that fell aside, stared at the readers, and asked: “This administrator Your readers too?”

What she was talking about was the “hot pot love” that flashed after the bubbling just now, and that is the initiator of her embarrassment in front of everyone.

Xu Chuan pulled the quilt to cover his body, waited for his breath to calm down, and said, “No, that’s an ancestor trumpet.”

Murong Shi’s face visibly changed from black to green with his naked eyes, his brows furrowed, and the words “I’m very unhappy” dazzlingly written on his face.

This expression is a bit scary.

Xu Chuanchuan felt a sudden heart, worrying that she would kick An Ji with her mobile phone in a fit of anger, so she hurriedly hid her phone: “An Ji just likes to make jokes, don’t take it seriously.”

Murong Shi twitched the corners of her mouth, smiled uneasily, and said: “I don’t want to be so knowledgeable with her.”

Xu Chuanchuan breathed a sigh of relief, yawned, and said, “So sleepy, let’s go to sleep.”

“Ok.”

Before going to bed, Murong Shi went to a toilet. After returning, he took two people’s mobile phones and put them on the computer desk to charge.

Xu Chuanchuan watched her playing with her back to herself for a long time, and asked, “What else are you doing?”

“Linda is looking for me, and I have a message.” Murong Shi said without looking back.

“Oh, then you hurry up.”

“immediately.”

Sleepiness swept over, Xu Chuanchuan yawned again, and closed his eyes in a comfortable position.

When she was going to work the next day, Xu Chuanchuan was awakened by Murong Shi early, got up and changed her clothes, unplugged the fully charged cell phone, and when she saw unread messages, she clicked in.

An Ji: “Look at your house, he actually threatened me [picture] [sweat].”

Click on the picture to show the chat content between An Ji and Murong Shi.

Passerby poem: “I still have more than two hundred moonstones in the background.”

Love hot pot: “Sister, did you send the wrong person?”

Passerby poem: “I heard that you can score more than a hundred negative points.”

Love hot pot: “…”

The chat time is around 12:15, which is before they go to bed. Murong Shi actually lied to her by replying to the email.

“What kind of mobile phone to play early in the morning, go to wash.” Murong Shi opened the door and urged her.

Xu Chuanchuan turned around and asked bluntly: “You won’t really give negative points to Anji, are you?”

Murong Shi smiled softly and said, “No, how can I be so boring.”

“You have been very boring.” Xu Chuanchuan was afraid of being pushed down early in the morning, and his strong desire to survive made Xu Chuanchuan dare not say so.

Murong Shi’s wet fingers tapped her cheek and said, “She still has the face to complain to you?”

Xu Chuanchuan wiped the back of her hand, looked at her “just” face, and said, “You all have a threat, so why can’t she sue?”

“Did she tell you anything bad about me?”

“Nothing.”

“Let me see.”

The page still stayed in the chat window with Anji, and Xu Chuanchuan handed her the phone.

After reading it, Murong Shi smiled unclearly, and said, “I will show you the full version.”

“What full version?”

Murong Shi picked up her mobile phone and found out the private chat with An Ji last night and showed her.

After that screenshot, there are two more messages.

Love hot pot: “Boss, I still have a few new resources, do you want to pack it and send it to you?”

Passerby poem: “Let’s go, send my mailbox first.”

Xu Chuanchuan: “…”

It is so easy to compromise, is this still the kind of crazy and unrestrained peace offering she knows?

But after thinking about it, I figured it out. As an author, I’m not afraid of bad reviews, but I’m afraid of being maliciously negatived. More than a hundred negative points are enough to drink a pot, even if An Ji is a great god, he has to be jealous.

Sometimes Xu Chuanchuan feels that An Ji is quite fascinating. She is obviously a literary youth. How can she always get those messy “resources”?

Ever since Xu Chuanchuan deleted the compressed package given by An Ji, Murong Shi had been grieving about it and complaining that she was wasting resources. Getting good things again, she couldn’t wait to take Xu Chuanchuan to watch with her.

On the next night, the two people lay naked on the bed, holding a tablet computer and preparing to enjoy the action movie sent by An Ji, when the two people were in their rippling mood, the blast music sounded——

“Calabash baby, Calabash baby, seven flowers on a vine. Don’t be afraid of wind and rain, la la la la -“

“…”

“…”

If An Ji was defeated by Murong Shi this time, Xu Chuanchuan felt that she was not wronged at all. Really.

Fang Qin rented a large suite near the company, with a living room, a bedroom, and a small kitchen. After Murong Shi learned the news, he took Xu Chuanchuan to see her.

“You have so few things.” Xu Chuan made a circle, echoing his words.

Fang Qin didn’t wear makeup today, her face was paler, and she was also weak in speaking: “The luggage is at home. I don’t want to see them, so I don’t want to go back and get it.”

Basically, the room didn’t need to be cleaned up. After putting away the luggage, the three people went out to find a place to eat.

“Are you still in touch with An…Tang Xin?” Xu Chuanchuan couldn’t help asking while waiting for the meal.

Fang Qin smiled slightly and shook his head. With the action of drinking water, she lowered her eyes to cover the loneliness that flashed under her eyes.

Before leaving Shanghai, she sent a WeChat appointment to Tang Xin, but she didn’t dare to hold too much hope. She didn’t expect the other party to agree.

That night, Fang Qin was so excited that he didn’t sleep well, got up early in the morning, put on a beautiful makeup, changed into what he thought was the best clothes, and waited for noon.

Time flies very slowly, and finally it was 11:30, Fang Qin couldn’t sit still, and sent her a message to remind her not to forget.

The phone rang “Ding Dong”, and Fang Qin opened the message with joy.

Tang Xin: “I’m sorry, but I can’t eat with you temporarily.”

Fang Qin’s restless heart sank a little bit as if being poured with cold water from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet.

Not to mention sadness and disappointment, Fang Qin felt that she had been tricked, but she couldn’t get angry. After all, she offended them first that night.

In the end, Fang Qin didn’t have the courage to verify whether something was really wrong or an excuse.

The author has something to say: Don’t be too good…no hint, everything is fictitious.

Now that I have mentioned “After Being Bent by Readers”, I might have to blow awkwardly next, please cover your eyes.