390: How long has it been?
"What child?" As soon as Liu Tao found the location of Yang Yunruo and Mu Leyao, he heard them talking about what kind of child, he was well guarded, when will there be a child between them?
"......" suddenly heard a voice, Yang Yunruo and Mu Leyao were like frightened rabbits, and they were like two tight springs talking out, separated left and right.
"You're scaring us to death. "Yang Yunruo's heart is huge, look, isn't this the inconvenience of underground romance, if the two of them make it public, when this does not hinder others, it is not how to hug and hug.
"I ask you, what child. Although Liu Tao lowered his voice in consideration, he was also a little hysterical, gritting his teeth, as if as long as Yang Yunruo nodded, she would bite off a piece of meat on Yang Yunruo's body.
"I ...... There are no children, where are the children?" Yang Yunruo said a little mysteriously, although their carriage was full, but there was not a single child, everyone honestly played with their mobile phones, or how to sleep, but Liu Tao was snorted, like a loud noise in the jungle startled the birds, there were already many people looking here, even if Liu Tao lowered his voice, he still pricked up his ears to find out.
"What kid? Didn't you just talk about some kid. Liu Tao said with some inwardness: "Yaoyao, you say, do you have children?"
"Ah......" Mu Leyao opened her mouth a little unknowingly, and the mask on her face fell off because of surprise, revealing her delicate face that could be broken.
"Come with me. Liu Tao looked at the eyes and ears of the gossip around him, and took Yang Yunruo and Mu Leyao to the junction of the carriage.
"Tell me, how long has it been. Liu Tao hugged his chest and looked at the two people in front of him, a bastard Yang Yunruo, and a Mu Leyao who was like his daughter. Liu Tao doesn't have children, but if there is, if his daughter is disobedient, she will be like Mu Leyao now, for example, now, if she wasn't old, she would be angry and have a myocardial infarction now.
"What's been a long time?" Yang Yunruo scratched his head a little embarrassed, seeing Liu Tao, there are always some children who feel like they see their parents, it may be that Liu Tao is accumulating prestige, and he is always a little scared when he sees Liu Tao, or maybe people are like this, no matter who they are, they have the gene of bullying the soft and afraid of the hard in their hearts, and they can bully them when they meet a weak woman like Zhao Yinger, but when they meet a strong woman like Liu Tao, they will retreat.
"What are you just discussing" Liu Tao frowned and said, a Sichuan character stood between his eyebrows, like a tiger that could choose someone to devour at any time, the train roared by, and the scenery outside retreated quickly, pushing too fast, like thousands of silk threads laid on both sides of the train.
"Nothing. Yang Yunruo and Mu Leyao glanced at each other and said in unison.
"You ......" Liu Tao was a little angry, but after all, it was on the train, and the high-speed rail was also a train, and people often came and went, even at the junction of the carriages, they could always attract the attention of others. looked at Yang Yunruo, with a flamboyant tongue, and then at Mu Leyao, this unassuming person, who had learned badly with Yang Yunruo, had learned to lie now, and in the face of himself, he refused to tell the truth.
"I'll talk about it when I get home. Liu Tao said viciously, Chao Yang Yunruo rolled his eyes, and then looked a little reluctant, and his cold and ruthless expression replaced the gentle face before.
"Poetry Magazine" Zhao Zhenkai called and said that your poetry collection has been printed, let you go to a poetry collection press conference, and he will invite some friends to cheer at that time. You can pick a date, and I'll get back to him. ”
After thinking about it, he said to Mu Leyao: "Also, Yaoyao was also invited to go together." I mean, it's best to have a conference next Saturday, to give each other plenty of time to prepare, and then there's the timing of some people to invite, the promotion of the publicity. ”
"Congratulations, you're going to publish a book. Liu Tao finally said congratulatorily.
"......" Yang Yunruo's mind was a little confused, he was going to publish a book, it was to publish a book, not to write a book, publishing and writing are completely different concepts, anyone can write it. And publishing books, although in this era is no longer as strict as before, in the era of online secretaries, it has been proved that it is not annoying to be able to publish a physical book. At this time, more people still rely on electronic devices, mobile phones, computers, iPads, or other electronic devices, because as long as these devices are there, it means that there are all the secretaries in this world, easy to carry, and the important thing is that you can also find free ones, not at all like paper books, bulky, fragile, and pay for them.
Publishing a book, in Yang Yunruo's mind, this seems to be a very sacred thing, so sacred that Yang Yunruo doesn't think he can publish a book at all, even if he plagiarized so many originally well-known classics, no one has ever contacted him to publish a book for him, so "Story Collection" has never expressed the idea of helping him organize a book, even if his "Seven Weapons" has increased the sales of "Story Collection" by one percent, don't underestimate this one, under the huge base, one percent of sales are already unimaginable numbers.
"What's wrong?" Liu Tao's hand waved in front of Yang Yunruo's eyes, and even Mu Leyao stared at Yang Yunruo curiously, looking ignorant and puzzled, why Yang Yunruo was distracted at this time.
"Yaoyao, I'm going to publish a book, I'm going to publish a poetry collection. Yang Yunruo, who reacted, grabbed Mu Leyao's hands and jumped up happily, happy like a child.
"Sister Liu, Mother Liu, I'm going to publish a poetry collection, I'm going to publish a poetry collection. Putting down Mu Leyao, he grabbed Liu Tao's hand again and shouted happily.
"Alright, alright. Liu Tao shook off Yang Yunruo's hand with some disgust, but still said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's the same as a child, isn't it just a book of poetry, as for being happy like this, it's not ...... to be productive."
Yaoyao...... A collection of my poems was published. "Eating deflated here in Liu Tao, Yang Yunruo completely ignored it, and it was not the first time that I was with my Mu Leyao's hand, Yang Yunruo said affectionately, officially sharing his joy with Mu Leyao. Publishing a book, a dream that was once so far away, began when I was a child, worshipping literati and ink writers who move the pen like a knife, and the names that dominate the textbooks are like suns, dazzling, and I once liked Han Han and Zhang Yueran like chasing stars...... It's just that at this moment, he is about to publish a book, however, this poetry collection is not his own, but plagiarized by himself, but so what, this poetry collection is still signed by his Yang Yunruo's name.
The sun seemed to be brighter, spilling in through the glass of the carriage, and the golden ring was golden, like a train crossing a layer of platinum, shiny and shiny.
"Okay, see if your performance has affected others, let's go back and talk about it. Mu Leyao also said happily, but several pairs of eyes have already looked at them, although the most celebrities are used to other people's eyes, but this gaze is different, because now their identity is not a star. Yang Yunruo wanted to scratch his head in embarrassment, but Mu Leyao had already stood on tiptoe and scratched his head.
"Poof......
"Hehehe......"