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Chenyang's code word cause was interrupted by Wen Xia's PP news, "Congratulations to the great writer, Ye Liangchen has started to hit the list!

Screenshot: The latest data of the Chinese writers' fame rankings.

Although Chenyang has seen this data early in the morning, he is still a little speechless when he sees it now.

Who is Ye Liangchen?

This is the representative of the post-modern middle two syndromes in the past China!

At the beginning, the reason why Chenyang took this name as his trumpet was nothing more than to take a fancy to the joy of this product in his previous life and the strength of the middle two.

Heaven and earth can be seen, he really didn't think about the meaning of making this product popular.

At most, that is, let the entire forum know that Long Fei was trampled on by a secondary and second patient in the sky.

So for such a long time, no matter what he said on the Internet or what fans asked on Weibo, he remained silent as he should not change.

"Ode to Joy" is very popular, but he just wants to slap his face, although "The Legend of the White Snake" wants to think a little more, but it is just to open up a new tone for the female frequency of future online articles.

But who knew that he would climb the list!!

Climb the list!!

It's up!!

Finish!!

Twenty-eight lines?

Even if he is given a line, he doesn't want Ye Liangchen's three words to become his trumpet!

The most important thing is, what is going on on the Internet now, so many traditional writers actually say that he has fallen?

Climb a list and fall?

Writing a novel in a forum is degenerate?

Isn't it too easy for you to fall into depravity?

The collapse of his heart was like the surging river, and he was speechless, and Chenyang replied, "Please let go, big class leader." ”

Wen Xia sent two expressions covering his mouth.

"Really, I didn't want to climb the list, if I really thought that "The Legend of the White Snake" was inexplicably selected for the fantasy literature nomination in Hangzhou, I didn't want to die and not want to use the three words Ye Liangchen. ”

Although the two expressions sent by Wen Xia didn't mean anything, Chenyang couldn't help but want to explain.

Now that there are enough remarks on the Internet, he really doesn't want Wen Xia to think that he deliberately named Ye Liangchen and then went to the list.

At least, he really didn't want to face Ye Liangchen's three words.

Two seconds after the message was sent, Wen Xia replied, "[snickering] [snickering] I know, you don't have to explain so much, don't you sleep so late?"

"Codeword, can't sleep. ”

"Then I'll tell you something. ”

"What?"

"The Legend of the White Snake is about to be published. ”

"Oh. ”

"Oh?!I'll go, can you not be so calm!"

Looking at the short word sent by Chenyang, Wen Xia felt that a mouthful of old blood was about to spurt to death on the screen.

Although "The Legend of the White Snake" is now nominated for the Fantasy Literature Grand Prix held by the Hangzhou Cultural Bureau, in fact, in today's environment where the price of all forum novels has to be lowered, it is not easy to publish, even if it is Chenyang.

But now that it's been published, Chenyang only replied with an oh word?

Do you not understand, or do you not understand, or do you not understand?

However, just when Wen Xia was ready to talk to Chenyang, Chenyang's news came again, "I'm going to buy Huaxia Novel Forum, what do you think?"

……

Imperial capital.

Xiang Feijia.

Before seven o'clock in the morning, Xiang Fei got up.

Today is the day to accompany his wife to the prenatal check-up, and as the time for the arrival of the child approaches, the more pressure he feels on his body.

This was something I had never felt before.

After a simple wash, Xiang Fei picked up his phone and looked at it.

No news.

There is no phone.

Nothing!

Looking at the dark screen, Xiang Fei sighed heavily, unable to tell whether it was load-bearing and relaxed.

"Take your time, don't rush, the forum is not a matter of a day or two. ”

Just as Xiang Fei looked down at his mobile phone, his wife Hong Yanfei staggered over, her belly bulging high for eight or nine months.

Xiang Fei walked over to help his wife, "Why are you up too, didn't you say that you were calling you when I made breakfast?"

Hong Yanfei smiled, "You just finished handling the company's affairs, and it's the first time you've done it, I'm afraid that if you can't do it well, I'll get up and take a look." ”

Xiang Fei smiled ashamedly and said, "Everything is difficult at the beginning, you always made me breakfast before, but now it's my turn, go to bed and lie down and sleep for a while, and then call you when I make breakfast." ”

Hong Yanfei looked down at his stomach, "This little guy made trouble all night yesterday, and as soon as I lie down now, he won't be able to live." ”

Xiang Fei touched his wife's pregnant belly, a sense of happiness that he had never felt before arose, and his heart was sweet, but on his face, he pretended to be serious to the unborn child with a straight face, "You be honest, do you know, otherwise your father will beat you when you come out." ”

Hong Yanfei also put her hand on her stomach, but her eyes were always on her husband's face.

Xiang Fei raised his head and smiled.

He and his wife have known each other for ten years, and in the past ten years, they have quarreled, quarreled, and separated, but in the end they still relied on each other because of love.

However, ask yourself, he didn't give his wife a better life.

After getting married, his wife took care of almost all the housework, went to work during the day, and came back to cook at night.

It's time!

It's time for your wife to live a good life!

It's time for his dreams, his expectations, his naivety to stop!

Taking a deep breath, Xiang Fei stopped his wife in his arms and kissed his wife on the forehead.

Hong Yanfei smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. After speaking, Xiang Fei let go of his wife and walked quickly to the kitchen, "I'll cook you whatever you want to eat." ”

Hong Yanfei touched his stomach and stood outside, tilted his head and asked with a smile, "What will you do?"

"I'll eat whatever you want. ”

Hong Yanfei smiled.

She knew it was her husband bragging, and he hadn't been in the kitchen since they had known him, let alone the meals.

However, this is the only time in the four years that their husband has been married for four years that her husband asks for a performance, and she will not fail to give her husband this face.

Sitting down with a smile, Hong Yan Fei said, "Then pick up the one you have in your hand." ”

"Well, you see!"

Hand washing.

Tie an apron.

Looking at her husband's professional appearance as a chef, Hong Yanfei couldn't help but smile.

Bell bell bell.

The phone rang.

Hong Yanfei stood up and walked over.

"Hey. ”

"Sister-in-law, I'm Xiaofei, is the score there?"

Because of her husband's entrepreneurship over the years, Hong Yanfei has met many veterans of the Chinese Novel Forum, Xiaofei is Feihuo, her husband's right-hand man, and now she is also a former accountant of the Chinese Novel Forum.

Glancing at Xiang Fei, who was busy in the kitchen, Hong Yanfei said, "Here, you wait, he's making breakfast, I'll bring him the phone." ”

After speaking, Hong Yanfei walked towards the kitchen step by step with a big belly.