How did Yu Zecheng know that I wasn't staying at home and going out?

When I realized this problem, I couldn't help but be shocked: Did he see me?

When I went, it was more than a twenty-minute walk, and the possibility of being seen by acquaintances was very high.

But does Yu Zecheng know me? However, he is not in the same city as me! How could he see me?

I once asked him, "If we met suddenly somewhere, would you recognize me?"

He said categorically: No! The beautification effect of your photos is too powerful! It must be the concept of two people with the deity. I don't recognize it!

I think that the photos made with beauty filters are not me at all, and it would be nice to be three points similar.

But I know that kind of photo is too distorted, but everyone likes and uses it.

If we didn't use beauty filters to get the most realistic photos with a particularly high resolution, we would all be devastated: Oh no! That's not me!

Yu Zecheng said that he didn't recognize me, and I believed it. It's good to see each other or not, if you really recognize it, how embarrassing!

In fact, deep down, I have always longed to meet him, but I am timid. Wanting to see someone you like is a normal psychological reaction of a normal person.

But we can't meet. If you do, the first two years are the best time. I haven't seen each other in eight years, so there's really no need to see him.

But I never thought of the possibility that in the past eight years or so, it is possible that he has already seen me unilaterally, and I have not seen him.

In other words, he probably knew me for a long time! So, he saw me when I went out today! But how could he be in this city?......

My head was buzzing and the more I thought about it, the more I thought about it. So many assumptions came so violently that I was confused for a moment.

I opened his WeChat chat box and quickly sent out a sentence like this: Did you see me today?

It's been more than an hour since he sent me this message.

It took more than 20 minutes to receive his reply: Didn't you post on Moments?

That's right, when I walked to my favorite Caixia South Road, I habitually posted a small video to the circle of friends.

When I opened the circle of friends, the little video I posted was still there! Emma!

In an instant, all those speculations were wiped out.

Fortunately, my sanity quickly returned: That's right! Yu Zecheng doesn't live in this city at all, and he can't see me!

Fortunately, Yu Zecheng didn't say anything more. In such an embarrassing situation, of course, I couldn't take the initiative to talk about anything.

At this time, Fantuan sent me a WeChat message and asked me how long it would take for my new book to pass the review and put it on the shelves, and I said one day.

Fangiri said that he had just released the first chapter, which meant that he had officially opened his first book. I was thrilled to hear the news, and of course happy for him.

He said that there are only 30 chapters in the manuscript, and he feels that the manuscript is too small, and he has no bottom in his heart.

Belch...... What should I say? What a shame! I have opened a new book without saving a manuscript, more than once!

What does this disparity mean? It's really embarrassing.

While we were chatting, the rice ball suddenly exclaimed! I immediately understood that this was a passing review. It's just seconds!

You can see the clue from here! It is indeed a piece of gold, and it shines when it shows its face.

I excitedly clicked on the starting point to read, found his book "Rise of the Wasteland Home", read it with great excitement, and voted for it.

In fact, the first few chapters of his book were printed out for me, and I had already read them. But now that the book is officially opened, it is a different feeling to read it at the starting point.

In addition to admiration, or admiration. As a game idiot, I don't understand the macro context of his masterpiece at all, but I at least know how to appreciate it.

He's the only literary friend I have ever communicated with! I will go to read it every day and vote for it. That's the only thing I can do for him.

Lao Wang's living room has a lot of space, and Dabao Erbao has been playing skipping rope. Because they know that the downstairs is uninhabited, the children are not very constrained to run and jump every day.

Erbao's skipping rope has not been shipped, but Erbao doesn't care. Playing with my root, or swapping with Dabao to play with Dabao's root, she is very happy.

I was sitting on the side writing on my phone, and Dabao came over to read it very seriously, and when he saw that I was writing a novel, he asked me if I had written good things about her.

I said yes, and I wrote all your good words. She was so happy to hear it, and happily went to play skipping rope again.