The Female Lead Has Disconnected for Eight Years

The chance encounter at the Internet cafe seemed to give Zhang Faqiang the confidence and courage to harass Yu Zhile. Whether she went to the Internet cafe on weekdays or weekends to post novels, she could meet Zhang Faqiang, who was still lingering, and he also loved to supervise Yu Zhile and found that she opened the novel. The website also has to publish some "good ideas."

"This kind of novel is not nutritious. Only ignorant girls like to read it. You are so old. You should be like me. Read "Reader" and "Zhiyin" more, and your thoughts will be deeper."

Under his supervision, Yu Zhile couldn't find the opportunity to type the novel written on paper onto the computer.If he sees what she wrote, he still doesn't know how to say Du Geying's remarks.

More than a full week after the change, comments under Yu Zhile's novels began to summon the author, shouting that the heroine was framed by the female partner and was about to be unkind when she was about to expose her identity in the enemy country.Yu Zhile squeezed a pile of manuscripts and had nowhere to complain, and he had the heart to kill Zhang Faqiang.

But these days, because Yu Zhile couldn't find a chance to type, he had to go home early, and Yu Zihuan, who went to the Internet cafe with him, seemed in a good mood.And the only thing that can make Yu Zhile happy is probably that no matter how Zhang Faqiang corrects him and asks Yu Zihuan to call him "brother", Yu Zihuan will simply yell "Goodbye uncle" every time he says goodbye to him at the door of an Internet cafe.

On the way home, Yu Zhile wondered whether it was better to buy a computer and put it at home. He was always pestered by Zhang Faqiang and didn't know when he was a head.

"Xiao Huan, your classmate basically has a computer at home? How about we buy one too?"

"Okay."

"Promise to be so happy, we have to have money." Yu Zhile glanced at him and murmured.Her salary can hardly be left every month, and her savings so far are just over a thousand. It may not be enough to buy a second-hand computer in 2005, and it will cost money to connect to a network cable, which is really not an immediate plan. .

When Yu Zhile thought about it, the two of them walked in silence for a while, and Yu Zihuan suddenly said, "I'll buy it for you. Grandma should leave me with enough money."

After Yu Zhile reacted, he immediately objected, "How can that work? That is to pay you high school fees!"

"The tuition is not due tomorrow."

"Don't be tough with me, the computer is not needed right away. Anyway, your tuition must be important."

Yu Zihuan looked down at his toes, his voice was softer but with obvious stubbornness, "But don't you want it? With a computer, you can write your story whenever you want."

"That's okay. It's okay to leave the writing of the novel for a while." Yu Zhile said and suddenly reacted, "Wait, do you support me in writing a novel?"

Yu Zihuan heard the surprise in her tone and looked up at her strangely, "This is your hobby, of course I support it."

"I thought you would think that I was just daydreaming..." Yu Zhile is still very ashamed of being accidentally read by Yu Zihuan of her novel outline, although he did not comment on her story. Comment, but she is always worried that Yu Zihuan will despise her Marie Su masterpiece.

"I will never despise you..." Yu Zihuan interrupted Yu Zhile without thinking, and then paused to sort out his thoughts, "I have to go to the Internet cafe to not support your writing, but I don't support you so late. Walking alone at night, although the person who followed you that night was Zhang Faqiang and was not a gangster, who can guarantee that he really had no other ideas at the time, or what should you do if you really encounter a gangster?"

Yu Zhile faced the well-founded and serious Yu Zihuan who didn't know what to pick up. Finally, he smiled blankly and said, "What you said makes sense."

"and so……"

"So don't worry about the computer." Yu Zihuan was about to persuade her to buy a computer with her grandmother's inheritance, but was interrupted by Yu Zhile. "By the way, since you support me in writing novels, I will tell you in detail. How about telling my story? Don't say you don't want to listen, I will be sad."

Yu Zihuan hadn't recovered from the divorced topic, and couldn't digest the peculiar causality in Yu Zhile's mouth for a while. His eyes were a little dazed when he looked at her, but he nodded kindly, expressing his willingness to listen to her story.

Yu Zhile's eyes lit up, starting from the identity of the heroine in her story.

The reason why she made this request to Yu Zihuan on a whim was of course not only because she discovered that he not only did not despise her, but also supported her codeword career, but also because she suddenly realized that if Yu Zihuan could understand her through the novel The plot is very helpful to explain to him his true origin.

Yu Zhile’s novel is named "Peerless Red Makeup", which is a collection of dog blood from later generations. The heroine travels from modern times to an overhead dynasty. With peerless talent and beauty, from the initial slave to the later killer, meticulous, and military teacher, Step by step, he became a pivotal figure in troubled times, and finally died in the country, becoming a legend of a generation. Naturally, there are many emotional entanglements. The male protagonist is evil, mad and arrogant. n Worshiped at the feet of the heroine, various types of beautiful men took turns to show their magical powers in order to obtain the heroine's icy jade, fresh and refined white lotus.

In short, it is difficult for Mary Su Deyu Zhile to look directly at it, but none of this is important, what is important is how to elicit her own identity as a traverser.

However, as a senior nonsense patient with a natural digression, after several days of emotional and vivid storytelling, Yu Zhile almost forgot what her original intention was. The story comes to an end. She looks forward to Yu Zihuan’s evaluation of the story itself. It has gone beyond explaining the problem that she might disappear.

"How about? This story is still ups and downs, right? I have many readers on the Internet."

Yu Zihuan listened to the bedtime story for a week, but he never expressed his opinion on the plot. After listening to the ending, he finally reluctantly said: "Um...very good."

How does this tone feel good?Even in the darkness when the lights were turned off, Yu Zhile could feel the speechlessness floating from his feet.

"Don't coax me, tell me what you really think." Yu Zhile actually wanted to say that even if you really want to coax her, it's okay to be a little dedicated, at least not to let her hear it out.

"Don't you think the IQs of those villains are lower?"

Yu Zihuan hit the nail on the head, and Yu Zhile was speechless.

In the character setting, the heroine Bingxue is clever and clever, but the author's IQ has not reached this level. Only by reducing the IQ of the supporting actors to set off the heroine's wise and martial arts.Yu Zhile has long recognized this, but she will not admit that she has a low IQ.

"If the villain has a high IQ, they are not a villain, do you understand? They will realize that the heroine is invincible, and then stand on her side." Yu Zhile wanted to praise herself after she finished speaking. This sophistry was impeccable.

Yu Zihuan seems to have been defeated by her unique brain circuit, but it is more likely that he does not want to care about her.He was silent for a while, and changed another direction to spit, "There is also the heroine who gave up invading her country because of the heroine's sacrifice, so why didn't she do this while she was alive? Don't you think the heroine is dead in vain?"

"This..." Yu Zhile was speechless again.

She just wanted to write about the tragedy, right?

"Because the heroine used her life to let the heroine understand some very important truths, he chose to give up the war. You are still young and don't understand it now. You will understand when you grow up."

Yu Zihuan wanted to continue saying that Yu Zhile was afraid that he would ask another question she couldn't answer, and ended the conversation hastily, "Okay, okay, the story is over, go to bed."

When Yu Zhile woke up the next morning, he opened his eyes and almost cried.

She forgot the most important task.

And after last night, she didn't know if she had the courage to bring up the topic of crossing with Yu Zihuan again.

What if he asked "Why did you cross?" and "What would happen if you went to the 12-year-old in 2005?" What should I do with questions like this?Maybe he would directly say "Impossible, how could this kind of thing happen in reality? Are you stupefied by writing novels?"

Just thinking about it, Yu Zhile felt that his head was about to explode.

So telling the truth was postponed again. Yu Zhile took extra care when going up and down the stairs every day, avoiding falls, so as to comfort herself that she would not easily travel to another point in time.

Soon the Spring Festival is approaching. As a third-year student, Yu Zihuan’s winter vacation is only two weeks away. After the final exam, the school has carried out a week of supplementary lessons. Go back to the mountain.

The children in the community who are younger than Yu Zihuan started their vacation life a week ago. Yu Zhile often heard the voice downstairs calling He Liang on the third floor to go out, and then He Liang rushed downstairs and his mother worried. Commanded movement.

The small supermarket also posted a notice of the Spring Festival break. Yu Zhile left work on the last day of the year just in time for Yu Zihuan’s holiday of the third year of junior high school students. On a whim, she went around to the fourth middle school to pick up Yu Zihuan, preparing to surprise him.

I accidentally ran into Xie Chenglong’s father Xie Zhenguo at the school gate. She thought that the other party was also here to pick up the child, but she still silently wondered that Xie Chenglong would stay at school to make up lessons?But out of politeness, he smiled and said hello to Xie Zhenguo, and then watched him enter the school gate worriedly.

Yu Zhile guessed that this should be the rhythm of asking parents, right?Let Xie Chenglong not be a good man, he must be a school boss.

She raised her mouth with bliss, thinking about telling him the happy news when Yu Zihuan came out.

Hearing the end of get out of class bell ringing in the school, Yu Zhile craned his neck and stood on tiptoes to look around, and saw Yu Zihuan in a group of students.Although everyone wore the same bloated clothes, although Yu Zihuan was not the tallest, in the eyes of Yu Zhile, he was like a crane standing in a flock of gray chickens, and he almost brought his own holy light.

Originally, Yu Zihuan was talking to a few boys nearby, with a faint smile on his face, not perfunctory but showing a sense of alienation.However, the moment he saw Yu Zhile at the school gate, the smile on his face quickly magnified, and the light in his eyes was shining, and even the sun falling on him seemed to be a bit shining.