With the sound of a car whistle outside the window, the linen-colored cloth curtains of the room were opened, and the bright sunlight shone in. The lively star city - Changsha. Unit 2 of the Platinum Palace Waterfront Superior Apartment has an unkempt writer, Bai Yisu. At the age of 24, a college graduate became one of the most popular new generation writers of "Writing Life" because of a "Living" essay written by herself, so her carefully prepared three-week travel plan was all in vain, and all of them became more literary.

Bai Yisu, who got up early at seven o'clock, took out a cup of yogurt from the refrigerator, she had just finished washing, and when she returned to the computer, she saw an overwhelming reminder, she clicked on QQ Many readers protested, and discussed "Su Susu, why did the male protagonist die!" Yisu, do you want them to be crippled or die next! "Take care of my glass heart." "I won't believe in love anymore, never again." 'Yisu, don't you do this, okay! Bai Yisu couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he looked at the bottomless messages, this is the rhythm of swiping the screen! Readers, although the text is very sadistic, it is realistic! As the author, she felt helpless.

First put aside all kinds of messages, and board QQ, "Yisu, when will your memory frame be updated?" The editor-in-chief asked, "I should be able to finish today." "Well, come on!" By the way, when you go to the building the morning after tomorrow, you, as the most popular new generation writer in our life, are going to attend a big conference, and it concerns the entire literary world. Bai Yisu put down the yogurt in his hand and pushed his glasses, "No, can I change my text at home?" "Nono, this is not something that my little editor-in-chief can decide, you know, this time, Mr. Zuo will come, and there is no negotiation at all." "Okay" Bai Yisu had no choice but to compromise, but the villain in her heart was saying: No matter what Mr. Zuo, I won't participate in any so-called big meetings. Bai Yisu has always done his own thing, and for reality, he is just young and frivolous.

The mobile phone on the "Didi" table vibrate, and the word "Jiang Zhe" was prominently displayed on the screen, "Hey, Yisu," "Well, it's me." "In the afternoon class reunion, I have a treat, can you come?" "Where?" "Tiansheng" "Okay, I'll come." "Well, bye-bye" was already at home until 1 o'clock in the afternoon, and Bai Yisu closed his eyes comfortably on the bed. Imagine the ending of "Memory Frame" in your mind.

Bai Yisu, who woke up at three o'clock in the afternoon, got up and combed her messy short hair, stretched lazily, and when she saw the time on her phone, she jumped up from the bed, oops!

She opened her notebook and sent "Memory Frame" to the editor-in-chief, didn't she get up at two o'clock? It's three o'clock now! Bai Yisu collapsed on the bed, his whole person was groggy, and he felt as if his head weighed a thousand pounds. She clicked on WeChat, and the chat in the classmate group was in full swing, and it seemed that this class reunion was quite grand. She walked to the wardrobe, tsk, the clothes were pitiful, on a June day, there was still a turtleneck sweater hanging in the wardrobe, and Bai Yisu looked hot. After a day of air conditioning, my tonsils are inflamed, and I don't want to be more literate in the afternoon, so I might as well go shopping for clothes.

She put on Converse's canvas shoes, army-green five-point pants, a brown belt, and a plaid short-sleeved shirt, closed the door, and went downstairs. Rush to the Yiliu Fashion International Building. Although Bai Yisu is just an ordinary writer of "Writing Life", Bai Yisu's father Bai Lianqi is a famous businessman, and the Bai family's career is also thriving. While waiting for the elevator, Bai Yisu looked in the mirror with a stinky look, hey, the profession of a writer ruined her youth, her big watery eyes like black grapes, and the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose looked like a kind of urban high-end white-collar fan, with a beautiful cherry mouth, the only bad thing was the deep eye bags and obvious dark circles. The "Ding Dong" elevator door opened, Bai Yisu strode in, and the "3rd floor" elevator door "Bang!" "Shut it off," wait! A man in a black suit ran over and was sandwiched in the middle of the elevator, his upper body was in the elevator, and his lower body was outside the elevator, looking funny and cute, Bai Yisu couldn't help but be amused by her, put... Open the door and open it. The man walked into the elevator and pressed the door button, but he didn't mean to close the door at all, "Hey, what are you doing!" The man was about to answer, when a pair of expensively dressed men and women arrogantly walked into the elevator, and Bai Yisu quickly pressed the close button to prevent anyone from coming in.

In the small space, Bai Yisu was extremely embarrassed, looking at the dignified three people, and then looking at herself who was slightly shabby, she sighed softly. The middle-aged woman wearing gold and silver glanced at Bai Yisu, "Tsk, girls are getting more and more now, with such short hair, they are ready to be a nun!" Yiliu doesn't have a nun outfit. Bai Yisu sneered, "Auntie, your skin has to be well maintained, and Yiliu's skin care products are not as authentic as Jiaoyu." The woman was about to stomp her feet, the young man next to her faced Bai Yisu, her sharp eyes looked at her through the cold, perfect silhouette, deep eyes, white skin, thin and tall figure, it was simply a demon, the beauty did not dare to look directly, fortunately the elevator arrived soon and saved her, she hurriedly ran out of the elevator as if fleeing for her life, completely ignoring the complaints of the woman in the elevator. The man in the elevator looked at Bai Yisu and couldn't help frowning, "Mom, let's go." ”

Yiliu's clothes really live up to their reputation, and they are all good-looking, but Bai Yisu, who has a phobia of choice, has not found the clothes he wants. Well? Bai Yisu happened to look at a black and white T-shirt with "strong" printed on it, she picked up the clothes and compared them on her body, "It's not bad." "I looked at the price of "499", a T-shirt is 499, you and I buy men's clothing! Bai Yisu thought to himself. Bai Yisu then approached the store next door, this shop specializes in army green and black, as soon as he entered the store, Bai Yisu fell in love with an army green shirt, tried it on, it was just right, the price was 350, Bai Yisu bought it without hesitation, she wanted to return to the moment when Miss Bai spent money without blinking!

Paired with army green five-point pants, this dress is simply perfect, but the pair of canvas shoes on the feet are a little mismatched. Looking left and right, Bai Yisu bought a pair of black Converse canvas shoes. Changing into this set, Bai Yisu put on a cowhide brown backpack and walked out of the art stream.

With a figure of 1.7 meters, slender and fair long legs, short black and clean hair, and black glasses with thin edges, he reveals shrewdness and toughness. Bai Yisu took out the glasses case, the dark blue reflective sunglasses inside, and put the hanging bangs up. Hop on a taxi and get ready to travel to Tiansheng.