"Huh? A good pure love line will be played by you as a white school line. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info said that your life won't really be so shameful, right? ”

This is the evaluation that Li Quan received after the weekend collection with the original manuscript of the childhood sweetheart route written with a sense of spirit in his chest.

As for the person who sent the evaluation, it was naturally the sweater classmate who hid behind the monitor and hid his head and tail.

"Hey, people who don't have childhood sweethearts won't understand. The so-called life road is willful to follow, and it is inevitable that there will be some black history. Facing the opposite side who is most likely not as lucky as himself, Li Quan has a lot of room to pretend to be present, and taunt the firepower.

"Obviously, there was a little girl in my childhood who gave me Oreo to eat!"

In the face of this kind of indiscriminate and forcible childhood sweetheart, Li Quan is naturally disdainful, "Anla, Anla, it's not a shame to have no childhood sweetheart, just like I'm not the same without a sister." ”

After quickly typing this sentence and pressing the enter key to send it out, Li Quan suddenly found that he had made an empirical mistake, and it was easy to say this kind of thing now.

So he looked back behind him, and found that there was nothing behind his eyes in the study, so he patted his chest and quickly corrected his mistake.

"It's the kind that my mother gave birth to. Well, it seems like there isn't. ”

The reply from the other side to him was a smug smile, but he didn't say much. It seems that at this point, the sweater classmate also has enough room to counterkill Li Quan.

"Ahh I'm using a stream-of-consciousness writing method to create this paragraph. ”

Li Quan unapologetically called this kind of behavior of looking down on readers and then leading to street attacks as literary creation, and labeled it a "stream of consciousness."

In fact, he didn't know what stream-of-consciousness literature was, but his high school Chinese teacher often praised his compositions for having the shadow of stream of consciousness, so he unceremoniously called himself so.

But this kind of tried and tested flickering seems to be useless to sweater classmates, Li Quan can see the spitting from the text in the chat box across the screen, "Well, ha~ha~ha." ”

led the three laughs with the weird partition symbol, and he didn't need to make up his brain to know what this guy wanted to show, Li Quan was about to complain and fight back, but the other party became serious first.

"To say that I can understand it completely, I don't. But I know the follow-up plot development, and I also know the synopsis. But the words that are handed directly to the reader so sullenly...... I suggest you still have to revise it somewhat. ”

"No!" Li Quan immediately and firmly vetoed, "Interludes and flashbacks are the romance of literary youth!" That's all I have to do no matter what! ”

"I finally know what the editor in charge of the girl meant."

Although there is no question mark, it is clearly a question. Li Quan also asked very cooperatively: "What did she say?" ”

"When you say a few more words to this person, you will know why he has been a street fighter."

“！！！”

"Friendly reminder, the editor in charge of the girl is on annual leave for the past two days, and she has a lot of time." betrayed Meng Bian with an attitude of not thinking too much of a deal to see the excitement, and the sweater classmates quickly went offline as before, leaving Li Quan with a lot of time.

However, Li Quan would not be stupid enough to ask Master Meng for his guilt, although the other party's attitude towards him is generally kind, but after all, he is just a street fighter.

Whether it's a work, an editor, or a reader, don't just follow the demeanor of other people's gods and forcibly die.

"Alas!" With this kind of painful indignation sigh, Li Quan removed his hands from the keyboard and stretched to the sides of his body, stood up and stretched the major joints, as well as the neck and waist, and today's work is over.

As for the identity of the sweater classmate opposite, he probably also realized after walking the three lines. All that's left is to find a suitable moment to catch the opponent's flaws with one blow, leaving her speechless and unable to tell.

Pattern! Tucson breaks!

After solving all the difficulties, he took advantage of the situation to improve his knowledge level, and speak_very_poor_English, but_anyway, and the body and spirit became more refreshed.

Li Quan, like most humans in the 21st century, completely follows this axiom and instinct, although he doesn't know what he wants to do, but he just swipes to the right to unlock the screen in an empty and lonely way.

After entering the password and coming to a certain page of the desktop, looking at the dazzling and colorful various APPs, Li Quan didn't know which one he wanted to open.

After a period of hesitation, he still made the same choice as he had in the past few days, and the ghost almost clicked the "photo", and then found the Sunday of the previous week with great skill.

Speaking of which, I spent the whole day reminiscing about the past and seeking justice, and I didn't have much spare time to play with my phone. So stay for the photos...... That's all there is to it.

Looking at the small picture that was only between square inches was enough to make people blush and heartbeat, but Li Quan's fingers straightened and bent, and finally resolutely clicked on the small picture after three seconds.

Then the 12-megapixel camera with OIS optical image stabilization immediately reveals the entire screen, revealing the secret of the teenager and the girl.

Looking at the stupid look of surprise and confusion in the eyes of the dead fish in the photo, Li Quan couldn't wait to find a time machine to come back and travel back to the day when he hacked himself to death.

And the girl who occupies the other half of the picture, probably because of the long-term premeditation and early preparation, the slightly closed eyes are quiet, the faintly visible slender eyelashes are fresh and lovely, and the angle of capturing the side face is also impeccable, cleverly using Li Quan's cover to avoid the embarrassment that the bridge of the nose is not high enough to look good, leaving only the wonderful photo deception of the essence of the human side face.

Comparing the two, it's simply a beauty and a stupid lack.

Li Quan frowned and squinted his eyes, but his eyes were still tightly attracted to the photo. Speaking of which, the pink and plump lips in the photo are almost attached to my own, but in fact, this taste is not ......

No, no, no, no, it's too dangerous.

Or it is better to leave this kind of photo in the mobile phone album, which is a very dangerous thing.

Clicked on the photo again to return to the album page, looking at the trash can button in the lower right corner of the screen that represents deletion, Li Quan was a little hesitant and tangled-

To delete or not to delete, this ...... Not a problem at all.

At least iCloud still has a cloud backup in it.

As soon as he thought of this, Li Quan happily deleted the original photo, but he didn't realize that this kind of behavior of covering his ears and stealing the bell was no different from choosing not to delete it. (To be continued.) )