Chapter Twenty-Eight: Uninspired
Yan Qing music, just wanted to pick up Feng Yuanyuan and leave, suddenly smelled a tempting fragrance wafting from the kitchen.
She immediately stopped, and her stomach crumbled at the right time.
The living room is not big, and the three of them are also standing together, this voice is easy to be heard clearly, Yan Qingyin blushed, and was about to say something to relieve the embarrassment, when he saw that Lu Yan's face had darkened one step ahead of her, and he unceremoniously issued an expulsion order to the two ladies: "Do you still expect me to cook your meal?
As soon as these words came out, the first person who didn't agree was Yan Qingyin: "Just go, what kind of fierceness? It was fine just now, why did it suddenly look like eating explosives!"
Hearing this, Lu Zhen's mood became even worse, and his tone became very bad: "If you want to lose your temper here, forgive me for not being able to accompany you, I will directly throw you like garbage...... And you throw them all out!"
"Who are the garbage...... Yan Qingyin was a little frightened by his tone, and muttered in a low voice.
Lu Shen glanced at her, and let out a dissatisfied voice from his nose: "Huh?"
Seeing that this guy was going to be scary if he didn't agree with him, Yan Qingyin hurriedly pulled Feng Yuanyuan and ran out of the door.
The door was slammed shut in front of Lu Zhen, Lu Zheng stared gloomily at the direction Yan Qingyin left, until a burnt smell wafted out of the kitchen again, he came back to his senses, he didn't know what to curse in a low voice, and hurriedly entered the kitchen.
Yan Qingyin, who came out of Lisa's flower capital, was not in a much better mood, and complained to Feng Yuanyuan all the way after walking all the way, Feng Yuanyuan tried his best to comfort her, and he could barely stop Yan Qingyin, who had the courage to come back afterwards, and then went to find Lu Yuanyuan to theorize.
"I can't understand it, is he schizophrenic? Suddenly so fierce, I didn't eat his rice!"
"Okay, okay, maybe he's not used to staying at home for dinner?
Yan Qingyin felt that what she said seemed to make sense, but she still couldn't get angry: "Am I going to eat at his house?!Is it because my cooking is not delicious or is Lao He's craftsmanship bad?
Feng Yuanyuan couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's you who just happened to have a screaming stomach, okay?Besides, when will you cook?Don't put gold on your face......
"Who said I wouldn't do it? A few days ago, Lao He forced me to do it, and when I have time, I will let you try my craft......"
With Feng Yuanyuan's divergence, Yan Qingyin didn't have any problems before going back.
After separating from Feng Yuanyuan downstairs, Yan Qingyin went directly into his room and turned on his mobile phone, wanting to see if the lid was updated, but it didn't matter if it wasn't updated, just looking at that ID, Yan Qingyin felt very satisfied, and any spicy chicken troubles would fade.
What happened today made her extremely unhappy, and she had to be like kissing her to get better......
Yan Qingyin looked stupid and opened the lid as before, there was a small red dot on it, she thought it was really updated today, and thought that even God was on her side.
However, when she opened it, she didn't see the expected update, but a brief announcement.
"I've kept everyone waiting. But unfortunately there is one thing. Due to some recent events at home, the author himself lacks inspiration, and it will not be updated for a long time in the future, so I apologize to the fans here, I'm sorry - it's the same. ”
Yan Qingyin was directly stunned in place.
Dumping the cover is like the old one, and you want to abandon the pit?...... It's like making a final goodbye.
What's more, Yan Qingyin also knows that writing is a very coherent thing, he hasn't written for a few days, and now he says that he won't write because he has no inspiration, even if he wants to continue writing in the future, I'm afraid it's hard to find a feeling, right?
She clicked on the homepage of Dump Cover Ru, but she couldn't resolutely initiate a private chat and asked Dump Guy why she gave up. People have said that something happened at home, can she still force them to put down more important things to write?
Yan Qingyin hesitated for a while, but still gave up. She is very chaotic now, and her mood has not only not been relieved, but even more depressed.
There was no one in the living room, she came back late, Lao He and Lao Yan had already had lunch, Yan Qingyin originally wanted to order takeout, but after thinking about it, she still made some food by herself, called Feng Yuanyuan again, and asked her to bring two cans of beer. The two chatted about the same thing while eating.
opened the comments, and the pot exploded at the bottom, and there were many people who thought the same as Yan Qingyin, maybe they were saying goodbye to them.
Feng Yuanyuan couldn't believe it, just yesterday, Yan Qingyin also said that she had praised her, and she had been proud for a long time, but she didn't expect to see such news today.
To be honest, just after she knew that she had praised what she had written, she suddenly had the idea of comparing herself with Dump Gai, it wasn't that she didn't do it herself, she just admired Dump Guy too much. However, before she could take the first step in this idea, she might not be there...... So what did she mean by doing that?
The two of them were uncomfortable for a long time, until Feng Yuanyuan couldn't stand it anymore, she stood up, sobbed, and said to Yan Qingyin: "Although the amount of information today is a bit large, I have to say that your vinegared potatoes are quite delicious, and you will make them for me in the future!"
Yan Qingyin coldly gave her two words: "Dream!"
But I have to say that the mood will really improve after a full meal, at least Yan Qingyin no longer has the idea of going with her idol like this.
She turned on her phone and looked at the ghost crying wolf howling in the comment area, as if she had been stabbed with a knife. At this time, she suddenly realized that Dump Gai had sent her a message a minute earlier.
Yan Qingyin couldn't suppress her excitement, and suddenly felt a little shy, you said that this is the same as before, let's go, and actually talk to her privately, do you want to give her a unique farewell? This is really too ...... It's sad!
However, when Yan Qingyin clicked on the private chat interface, his enthusiasm was instantly poured cold.
He asked, "The friend you showed me last time, is he interested in becoming a contracted writer...... I mean, does he want to be a real 'dump'?"
Yan Qingyin was instantly messy.
Dumping is not specifically looking for her, but Feng Yuanyuan? That's it, what does it mean to "does she want to be the real Dumping Guy"?
She sent a message uncertainly and asked, "Great God, what do you mean by that?"
There was silence for a long time, and then he sent a message again: "That's the literal meaning." ”
"Does he want to be me. ”
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