I Woke up and Was Pregnant - Chapter 74

Li Xun was far more moved by this film. The tears of netizens were about to merge into a sea.

——I regret that I didn’t accompany my father to the theater to watch this film when Chunhua Mountain was released. Now my father is no longer there. Sitting in front of my father’s tombstone, I suddenly understood the poem that Chen Zhiye read to Chen Hua in the movie.

—— Regret +1, it can be seen from this movie that Director Fu must love his father very much, but Director Fu was driven out of the house by his favorite father

——Who told Lao Tzu that this is a comedy? ! I can’t beat him out! Lao Tzu’s tears are worthless, and his eyes are still swollen!

——The tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps on, and the child wants to support but does not wait for the relatives. The saddest thing in life is this

——I seem to be a faucet. The water has flowed since I saw the movie last night, and it hasn’t stopped now. I feel like I’m dehydrated.

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In the past few days, Fu Zhen can gain a lot of happiness just by watching the comments of online netizens on “Chunhuashan”. Jiang Hengshu saw him sitting on the carpet and laughing with air conditioning when he came back from the company.

He walked over and picked Fu Zhen up from the ground, put it on the sofa, and nodded Fu Zhen’s forehead: “Don’t always sit on the ground.”

Fu Zhen gave a cry, took two strawberries, one delivered to Jiang Hengshu’s mouth, and the other put it into his own mouth. Jiang Hengshu looked at the strawberry in Fu Zhen’s hand and opened his mouth to open it. He held it in his mouth, and then pressed towards Fu Zhen. In the end, they ate half of the strawberry. The red juice ran down the corner of Fu Zhen’s mouth. Jiang Hengshu raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his mouth with his fingers. clean.

After playing around for a while, Fu Zhen leaned on Jiang Hengshu’s shoulder and gasped for breath. Jiang Hengshu pursed his lips and chuckled lightly. He suggested to Fu Zhen: “After the child is born, you should exercise.”

Fu Zhen whimpered and grinned at Jiang Hengshu. Jiang Hengshu shook his head: “It’s useless to laugh. After waiting for a while, I will take you out for a walk every morning.” There were a few pieces of Fu Zhen on the coffee table. Sketching, Jiang Hengshu stretched out his hand to pick it up and looked through it, his eyes stopped on the signature in the lower right corner of the sketch, not Fu Zhen, but Jian Wen.

“Jian Wen?” Jiang Hengshu has always known that Fu Zhen sometimes accepts some drawings, but now that he knows that Fu Zhen still has such a name, he is a little curious, “How did you get such a name?”

Fu Zhen hesitated for a moment, Jiang Hengshu still didn’t know the meaning of the name.

Jian Wen, knowledge

If he didn’t say it, Jiang Hengshu might never have thought of what these two words mean. Fu Zhen put his arms around Jiang Hengshu’s neck, kissed him on the face, and then moved his lips to Jiang Hengshu’s ears. Pan, told him the secret he had hidden in his heart: “Jian Wen is-the world sees my constant tune and sneers when I hear it.”

Jiang Hengshu was slightly startled, and instantly understood what Fu Zhen’s name represented, and a faint light flashed through his blue eyes.

He hugged Fu Zhen lightly and whispered to him in his ear: “I’m sorry.”

“Why do you say that?” Fu Zhen raised his head and looked at Jiang Hengshu’s eyes.

“Let you wait so long, I should have understood it earlier.” Jiang Hengshu said slowly. If he could understand that this person is different to himself, Fu Zhen could end his suffering earlier.

“It hasn’t been long,” Fu Zhen laughed, his eyes curled like two crescents, and he said to Jiang Hengshu, “It’s not too long at all.”

He took out his phone and asked Jiang Hengshu, “Do you have a Weibo account?”

Jiang Hengshu thought for a while and said to Fu Zhen, “There should be one. I applied for it in junior high school, but I haven’t logged in for a long time. I see if I can get it back.”

Jiang Hengshu took out his mobile phone and downloaded Weibo at Fu Zhen’s hand. After entering it a few times, he finally entered the correct password, and then had to bind his mobile phone number. He showed the phone to Fu Zhen. :”This one.”

Fu Zhen took Jiang Hengshu’s mobile phone and glanced at it. This account looks too much like the water army number that Taobao buys likes buys and forwards, and even the water army who reads comments does not use such a whiteboard account.

But it’s okay. Only he knew that after getting permission from Jiang Hengshu, Fu Zhen removed all the mess from his watch list, then searched for Jian Wen and added a follower.

Then Fu Zhen logged on Shangjianwen’s Weibo, first returned to Jiang Hengshu, and then added a sentence in his personal introduction, “The world sees my constant tune, and sneers when I hear it.”

Fu Zhen simply doubted whether his Weibo was being monitored by fans 24 hours a day. Not long after he was posted on Weibo, his comments and private messages increased by dozens.

Jian Wen hadn’t appeared for a long time. Fu Zhen started to open a private message and found that someone asked him to ask for a draft, and he was concerned about what he was doing now. There were still many people who were speculating on his identity. Unexpectedly, someone really guessed it.

[Madam, are you Fu Tao? ]

The reason for asking this is that Jian Wen’s painting style is too in line with the original Shazhou Chronicle, and they have also picked up other painters in the Shazhou Chronicle. Seeing their Weibo dynamics are not very consistent with Jian Wen, they finally set their sights. On Fu Zhen.

After excluding all possibilities, the remaining impossible is also the truth. Although this sentence is not very suitable here, because they are not sure that Jian Wen must be one of the producers of the Shazhou Chronicle, but it does not hinder them. Guess so.

Fu Zhen flicked hesitantly on the screen of the phone a few times. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Hengshu beside him. Jiang Hengshu noticed his gaze and asked him, “What’s wrong?”

Fu Zhen showed Jiang Hengshu the conversations on Weibo. Jiang Hengshu didn’t know much about these, so he couldn’t give Fu Zhen suggestions. He just said to Fu Zhen, “You decide by yourself.”

Fu Zhen took a sigh of relief, rubbed his stomach, and finally replied to the fan.

[Yes]

The opposite party didn’t send a message for a long time. Fu Zhen guessed that the other party might not be able to accept the stimulus. He threw down his phone and ran around. I was bored and counted. There were a total of 286, followed by 16 exclamation marks.

[Mrs., I am about to have a heart attack! It’s so exciting! ]

[I can’t do it, I can’t do it, ah, ah, it turns out to be my wife]

[God, I never dreamed that it was a real wife, would you still take the manuscript?]

…

[Madam, can I send it out? ]

Before, Fu Zhen felt that it was shameful to let fans know that they were a producer to draw a fellow, but now he feels relieved that there is nothing shameful about making money by his own ability.

[can]

Then Fu Zhen added another sentence at the end: [But this number will not receive any more articles]

Soon this chat log was sent out by fans. Fans of Shazhou Chronicle flocked to Jianwen’s Weibo like a bloodshot, and at the same time, they searched Jianwen during the past time. The fan figure drawn.

Fans of the Shazhou Chronicle regret it, why haven’t they found this treasured wife before? If they find out, they can throw money so that both his hands are broken.

The fans who were lucky enough to have made appointments with Jian Wen before were all happy as if they were about to celebrate the New Year. The original work made you a fan picture by hand. This is simply the peak of life by doing CP! In the future, they must frame this picture properly, hang it on the wall, and leave it to the admiration of future generations.

These life winners included a custard bag, Li Xun. When she heard the news, she was finishing class and got up from her seat after she got the news, shocking the students around her.

The old professor on the podium also stopped the lecture and asked Li Xun: “Is there anything wrong with this classmate?”

“Teacher, I have a stomachache, go to the toilet.” After getting the old professor’s permission, Li Xun swished out of his seat and ran to the toilet opposite the classroom.

Looking at the screenshots of a Shazhou Chronicle fan on Weibo, and then looking at the fan pictures he had made with Jian Wen, Li Xun just wanted to shout at everyone: “Sajia is worth it in this life—”

But reason stopped her, and finally she squatted on the ground holding the phone in one hand and hammering her thigh in the other, smiling like a fool.

After a long time, Li Xun’s mood slowly stabilized. The first photo of her doujin dated from Jian Wen cost only one hundred and fifty yuan. I watched herself and Jian Wen on Weibo before. The chat records of bargaining made Li Xun suddenly feel very distressed. His wife must be very unhappy at that time. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to make money by receiving peers. At that time, she was still squeezing his wife, which was too bad.

Li Xun is not the only fan who has the same idea. They happened to know his Alipay account when they asked Fu Zhen for a manuscript, and they gave Fu Zhen money to do their best.

Fu Zhen didn’t expect to get such a result after losing the horse. He quickly transferred all the money back to the fans and posted a Weibo, “You don’t need to give me money. The Shazhou Chronicle has enough funds, everyone transferred it. All the money has been transferred back to everyone.”

However, this Weibo did not completely stop the enthusiastic fans. In the end, Fu Zhen simply set Alipay to prohibit the transfer of funds from strangers, and this stopped.

After the carnival, fans later realized that Jian Wen only followed one person on his watch list, whose name was Hengshu.

Fans were curious to enter the Weibo account of Fu Zhen and found that it was just a whiteboard account. They only liked all the Weibo that Fu Zhen had posted before. Fans guessed that this Hengshu was probably in reality. My friend did not care too much. As for the poem in the personal introduction, I just glanced at it and skipped it.

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After Fu Zhen settled the matter on Weibo, he continued to discuss the adaptation of “White Castle” with Luo Pingping.

At this time, Tang Wanwan, with the help of Qin Zhao, also participated in the audition of Zhang Yige’s latest film “Genius Alice”.