took Fang Jun all the way back to the apartment, and on the way, Fang Jun once again leaned on the seat cushion of the car and fell asleep.

Looking at Fang Jun, who was asleep leaning on the cushion, Liu Yanrou's heart was even more distressed. Slow down the speed and try to keep the car in a stable state as much as possible.

After returning to the apartment, Fang Jun threw himself directly on the bed. For a while, Fang Jun was really tired.

I slept until more than ten o'clock in the evening. Fang Jun woke up in a daze. got up with difficulty and followed the light to the living room, only to see Liu Yanrou still in the living room facing the laptop and dealing with the rest of the work. At hand is a takeaway that has long been cold.

Fang Jun's heart moved, he gently came to the kitchen, took out the slim noodles from the refrigerator, and then made a hot noodle soup with a fire.

In the living room, after hearing movement in the kitchen, Liu Yanrou subconsciously glanced back. After turning around, he saw Fang Jun washing vegetables in the kitchen, and he couldn't help but smile. Then continue to work on the work at hand.

After making supper, Fang Jun brought over the two large bowls that were full of them. He put one of the bowls of noodles with two poached eggs in front of Liu Yanrou, smiled dotingly, and said, "Eat." ”

Liu Yanrou picked up the chopsticks on the bowl, picked up one of the eggs in the bowl and put it in Fang Jun's bowl, raised her head and smiled, then lowered her head and blew on the noodles she had just picked up, and began to eat. And the computer has been put aside.

Looking at Liu Yanrou's eating appearance in front of him, Fang Jun laughed, and after eating two bites hastily, he put away the bowl, washed it and walked towards the bedroom.

"Rest early. ”

After walking to the staircase, Fang Jun stood outside the bedroom door, looked at Liu Yanrou in the living room, and said softly.

Hearing Fang Jun's words, Liu Yanrou turned her head and glanced at Fang Jun, then smiled.

"Got it, go to sleep. ”

After speaking, he gave Fang Jun a flying kiss in the air. Then turn around and get back to work.

After getting Liu Yanrou's flying kiss, Fang Jun returned to the bedroom satisfied. I turned off the light in the bedroom, turned on the small lamp next to me after going to bed, and then fell asleep.

At twelve o'clock in the night, Liu Yanrou finally finished the work in hand, stretched her somewhat stiff body, and then closed the computer. Back to the bedroom.

The bedroom door was not closed, and through the hidden door, Liu Yanrou saw the faint light coming from the bedroom.

He smiled, then gently pushed the door open, went to the bedside and turned off the lamp. Then he lay down on the bed. He buried his head in Fang Jun's chest, and wrapped one hand around Fang Jun's waist.

Fang Jun, who was asleep, felt Liu Yanrou in his arms, and subconsciously hugged Liu Yanrou in his arms, one hand covered his slender waist, and the other hand was naturally placed under Liu Yanrou's head as a pillow.

The next day, when the sun hit the house, only Fang Jun was left in the bedroom. I opened my eyes and saw that there was no shadow of Liu Yanrou around me. I glanced at the alarm clock again, and it was already eight o'clock. This seemed to be Fang Jun's latest in a long time.

After getting up and getting dressed, Fang Jun hastily cleaned up and left the house. Just last night, Bai Yu made a phone call, saying that he was inviting Fang Jun as a new writer to participate in a poetry conference held by the Chinese Writers Association, and the venue was set in the magic capital. And Bai Yu's purpose of taking Fang Jun to participate is also very simple. Introduce Fang Jun to join the Huaxia Writers Association!

After getting Bai Yu's notice, Fang Jun casually agreed. After all, the name of this member of the Writers' Guild is quite bluffing.

About an hour later. Fang Jun finally came to the location of the poetry meeting.

Looking at the 'Wen Shulou' full of antique fragrance in front of him, Fang Jun suddenly felt that he was worth it!

Standing in front of Wen Shulou, Fang Jun took a deep breath and tried his best to adjust his state. Then, Fang Jun walked towards the Wen Shulou with steady steps.

This poetry conference was held here, and Fang Jun originally thought that there would not be many people attending this conference, after all, in this world, the Poetry Association is only a branch of the Writers Association. It's not too well-known. After all, in such a rapidly developing era, few people will calm down to create and taste a poem.

But after really walking into Wen Shulou, Fang Jun found that it could be described as overcrowded. There are even quite a few reporters interviewing writers and poets at the door.

Is this a live TV interview?

Fang Jun was a little puzzled, but he was only puzzled for a moment, and then he walked inside, looking for Bai Yu's figure.

"Dude, you also want to join the Poetry Association?"

At this moment, a man with long hair and a robe came to Fang Jun's side and asked.

Looking at this man's posture, he has the temperament of a literati, but he is pulled out on the street...... The whole thing is a neuropathy......

"Huh? No......"

"Hello, my name is Sun Hao, I am a student at Modu Normal University, majoring in Chinese language and literature. ”

"Oh, hello, hello, hello. ”

"Dude, what are you specializing?"

"I'm not professional...... High school graduation, high school graduation. ”

"What? High school graduates, so you must have a talent for literature, especially poetry?"

Sun Hao was shocked by Fang Jun's words, and then hugged Fang Jun's shoulder and said.

"No, I'm just ...... I was invited to come and hang out...... Yes, wandering around ......"

After Fang Jun finished speaking, he broke free of Sun Hao's hand and walked forward, because he saw Bai Yu waving at him in the gate.

For this Sun Hao, who was so enthusiastic that he was a little foul, Fang Jun was actually not disgusted, but he was not used to his excessive enthusiasm. This made Fang Jun a little unaccustomed.

"Wait, buddy, the one who is waving inside is the one who invited you?"

Also seeing Bai Yu waving at Fang Jun in the hall, Sun Hao said in shock.

Sun Hao's reaction made Fang Jun a little confused, and he looked at Sun Hao with a puzzled expression and nodded. Could it be that the vernacular is famous?

"I'll go, the eldest brother turned out to be a big god! That is the most famous editor of Zero Point Chinese, and the authors he brings are basically great gods! Like smoky red dust, sour little fish, and sub-zero freezing point, Lin Zhongjing is a god-level author with an annual income of more than 10 million! Tell me, which one are you?"

After confirming that Fang Jun was indeed invited by Bai Yu, Sun Hao's eyes were shining with stars. You know, the person who can be invited by Bai Yu and receive it in person in the hall must be a great writer.

"Ah, I'm the most handsome salted fish......"