As expected, the headlines of the next day were "Yang Yunruo confesses Zhao Yinger" and other attractive vanities. It's just that Yang Yunruo has completely changed his behavior now, he is no longer a star, he wants to be a writer, a, well, a writer like Jin Yong and Xu Zhimo, although these two seem to be very tired. Although, he also wants to be on this high-profile, shining stage, but they have resources, no agents, no companies, and no team. Also, there are no connections, the connections of the previous filming were all given to him by Tianhe, they were all given to him by Ouyang Mingyue, leaving Xinghuo, leaving Ouyang Mingyue, he has nothing, those former collaborators know him, who is Yang Yunruo? Licking his face and kneeling like a pug? He Yang Yunruo can't do it, although he has nothing, although he has been beaten from morning to night, but his backbone is still there, a dignified backbone of a person. Since you don't have the ability to mix in this circle anymore, then walk away honestly, quietly, and with your head held high. Although he can't avoid the contempt and contempt of others, he can say to himself, I live and walk upright.

For two days in a row, Yang Yunruo has been sitting in front of the computer to code words, except for cooking, bathing and going to the toilet, basically never left this room, Yang Yunruo's memory fragments still appeared in the dream, those originally vague meanings have become clearer and clearer over the years, and they are slowly becoming complete, and I always feel that there is always a sweet self who will completely inherit this memory.

In a dream, he received a call from Mo Yan. He said, "You are satisfied, you are happy." Such an inexplicable sentence ushered in the news of Mo Yan's suicide by burning charcoal the next day.

is still just a dream of a shot, but Yang Yunruo feels a thousand turns. I really want to rent it once, and the lord said to Mo Yan, you don't want to die. Or, in other words, none of us have ever been happy or satisfied with your death.

It's just that, after all, the wood has been completed and the dust has settled. Mo Yan died.

Zhou Yiyi and Huang Siyang thought that Yang Yunruo was eliminated because of "The King of Crossover Singers", Yang Yunruo felt uncomfortable, and comforted Yang Yunruo several times, but Yang Yunruo smiled at Zhou Yi. Being cared for is always a good thing, it shows that the person you care about is not a little transparent in this world, Yang Yunruo, who has crossed over, is extremely afraid that he is a little transparent, and being unaccompanied is like walking on the plain at night, although you will not fall, but the surrounding is empty, endless loneliness, the warmth of people's hearts, and the darkness are sad and frightening. At this time, as long as there is a voice, even if it is a faint, slight, or short-lived, it is an extremely exciting and exciting sound, which makes people kind, as if they are being blown by the spring breeze with soft feathers.

"The First Close Contact" is about to be updated tonight, and the love story of Qingwu Feiyang and the ruffian Cai has attracted Yang Yunruo's Weibo, which is slowly fermenting, Wenqing's dialogue, the philosophy of coffee, and the sensibility of watching movies all touch the hearts of readers. Countless people are speculating, melancholy, and even some people are guessing how many words there will be in "The First Close Contact", and most people think that there will be about 300,000, because the online articles are basically long and accumulated, and guessing 300,000 words is still because the pace of this book is relatively fast. Yang Yunruo didn't tell everyone that tonight is the end, and Yang Yunruo is going to release the rest of the manuscript at one time at night, and come to a surprise to readers. "Liancheng Jue" is also about to be updated, the snow has melted, and the heroes are finally going to enter the mountain. The readership of both books was relatively stable, with no significant growth and no significant decline.

"Dingding......" The phone rang.

"Hey" Yang Yunruo was busy answering the phone, there were few people who knew about this call, and even fewer could call.

"Hey, I'm Zhao Hao" came a weak scholar-like voice over there.

"Oh, hello" I think it was given to him by Zhao Yinger.

"I'm going back to the magic capital tomorrow, thinking that I haven't thanked you for taking care of my sister, are you free tonight?" Zhao Hao said.

"Hmm" Yang Yunruo hesitated for a while, and finally said, "Well, there is time, how is Miss Zhao's health." ”

"Thanks to you, if you hadn't sent him to the hospital, it would have been hung up" Zhao Hao said with a smile, but he really wanted to thank Yang Yunruo: "I can be discharged from the hospital now, at seven o'clock in the evening, Alice's restaurant, see you or leave." ”

"Well, see you or leave" Yang Yunruo nodded, only to realize that he was nodding, and Zhao Hao didn't seem to be able to see it.

Hanging up the phone, Yang Yunruo couldn't help but sigh that the world was impermanent, once upon a time, he regarded Zhao Yinger as a snake and scorpion, and he couldn't avoid it, feeling that this was a scourge and a harmful spirit. Now, he would sit down to eat with his brother and maybe her, which was something he had never thought of before. However, multiple friends are better than multiple enemies, and, judging from the understanding in those two days, Zhao Yinger is actually not bad, she just refuses to understand, just stresses righteousness, but has not yet developed a clear view of right and wrong, these are not annoying reasons.

Before seven o'clock, Yang Yunruo had already searched for Alice's restaurant on the Internet, there is only one Alice restaurant in the city, and seeing that the per capita consumption is not low, it seems that he can go to fight local tyrants. Yang Yunruo smiled, the high-end restaurant, he had to dress a little more upscale, and put on the most expensive purple woolen coat, which he had to buy in another shopping mall when he came to Xiangnan, 600 yuan, which was already very expensive. In his previous life, he had never bought such expensive clothes, and the clothes in his predecessor were not bought by himself at all, he didn't know whether it was expensive or not, as long as it was not the clothes he bought, no matter how expensive it was, he wouldn't feel expensive.

There is a slight drizzle in the sky, the smoke and rain, the rustling of the leaves on the side of the road, the orange street lamps, everything tells you that this is a beautiful city, an indispensable rain town in the south of the Yangtze River.

It's just that God will always slap those who want to pretend to be forced in the face, the usually congested vehicles are not blocked at all today, and the drivers who usually make a detour will not detour today. At six o'clock, Yang Yunruo had already come to the downstairs of Alice's restaurant, which was a building, and the restaurant was on the top floor. Yang Yunruo looked at the yellow taxi that rushed through the darkness and drove into the distance a little depressed, went in, too early to go in and had no place to sit estimated, the Internet said that he had to book a place first, enter the first floor of the building to sit, in case he met the Zhao brothers and sisters who came in, it would be so embarrassing, as if he wanted to come to rub a meal, how embarrassing.

Yang Yunruo, who walked into the building, thought of this and turned around, so he went outside for a while.

"Bump" seems to have hit something.

"I'm sorry" Yang Yunruo was so busy that he looked at the girl with a mask who fell to the ground, it seemed a little familiar, and he was busy reaching out to pull him up.

"Get out" was hit by someone who had just reached halfway through.

"Are you okay?" a man in a suit squeezed Yang Yunruo out of the way and reached out to pull the woman on the ground up.

Yang Yunruo touched his head in a daze, this seems to be very embarrassed, he bumped into someone, he has not exercised during this time, he can only be rooted in being single for a long time, and the unicorn arm is complete.

"I'm sorry," Yang Yunruo apologized.

"I don't have long eyes" The man turned his head and yelled at Yang Yunruo, very white, with delicate skin, like a woman, soft and charming, even his voice was magnetic. "If you don't look at the road, you can hit anyone. ”

"Hmm" Forget it, Yang Yunruo said to himself with a pressure, after all, it was he who hit someone first, if he was in front of his girlfriend again, thinking about his performance, it was estimated that he would be more arrogant than this man. "I'm sorry, I was thinking about things just now, but I didn't pay attention. ”

"I'm sorry, it's over" Although she looks like a girl, her temper doesn't look like it at all.

"Then what do you say?" Yang Yunruo's tone was a little cold, although it was his own fault, he had already apologized, and he still endured your temper, not so aggressive.

"Hmph" The man seemed to have thought that he had said the wrong thing, just bumped into it, it seemed that he really couldn't do anything with him, but he couldn't lose in momentum, so he had to snort coldly to express his dissatisfaction.

"Forget it, it's not worth it," the woman said, taking the man's arm.

"Hmph" The man was slightly driven by the woman, but he still snorted at Yang Yunruo violently.

"Naïve" Yang Yunruo said in a low voice, knowing at a glance that he had just fallen in love, and his brain was eaten by love.

"What are you talking about" I don't know if the man's ears are particularly sensitive, or he has been paying attention to Yang Yunruo's actions.

"What" Yang Yunruo didn't react for a while.

"What do you say, it's reasonable to hit someone" The man approached Yang Yunruo, as if he was about to fight if he didn't agree with each other.

If Yang Yun is really afraid, let's not say whether he can fight, but it will definitely hurt, but his momentum can't be weak, not to mention that it is a man who looks like a woman, it is like 'what are you worried about?' 'look at you', 'try another one', 'try it'. Let's not talk about whether you fight or not, but you must not lose in terms of momentum, even if you are beaten all over the ground, you must live beautifully.