In the dead of night, Qin Ming often stood by the window and asked himself: Was it right or wrong that he decided to come to Earth in the first place?

Ay! Forget it, don't brag during the day.

Now, Qin Ming sits comfortably on the soft chair, sipping the coffee in his hand, life is so comfortable, he feels that he has nothing to regret in his life.

A year ago, he won the Triennial Rookie King Award.

Two months ago, he held the 999th book signing, and the fans at the scene were very excited, impulsive and hyperactive, almost almost polio, signing autographs and taking pictures, and he was almost half exhausted.

A few days ago, he won the Best Creation Award, becoming the youngest, most famous, most popular and most handsome author in one fell swoop.

Yesterday, he went to the Eagle Country to witness the Empress's wedding with his own eyes.

Today, he is going to the United States to have dinner with Gates, the world's richest man, life is so colorful, how interesting and wonderful life is.

Actually, the last thing I want to say is... Qin Ming was still bragging.

Qin Ming's real identity is a graduate, although he wrote countless online articles during his college years and used multiple vests to mix the Internet, but they are all eunuchs. Directly or to put it simply, the achievements he created can be promoted to the head of the eunuch, close to the celebrity Wei Zhongxian.

After graduating, Qin Ming had to join the army of millions of people and return to the local area to look for work, after all, life is not bragging, no one cares if you blow the sky. Unfortunately, he found a lot of jobs locally, but none of them were suitable for him, and more importantly, no company was willing to hire him.

Therefore, he had to say goodbye to his parents and go to the metropolis where he graduated - the capital.

……

on the plane.

Qin Ming muttered to himself: "I want to be a writer, become the supreme god of online literature, and become a newcomer king every three years..."

At the same time as Qin Ming was muttering to himself, he smelled the breath that belonged to the hormones of youth, and he naturally leaned closer and closer, continuing to smell the tempting breath.

In addition to the smell of hormones, there seems to be a faint aroma lingering in it, causing people to infinitely reverie.

Qin Ming's ghost said to the gods: "Tsk, the smell is so fragrant." ”

"Who is making me sleep?"

The woman then opened her hazy eyes and stretched, and just as she was about to twist her body, a man was on her thigh.

Can you encounter this kind of thing like a national treasure?

Yan Ru rolled her eyes, she had a lot of entertainment, she fell asleep just after getting on the plane, it is estimated that this man is also very poor, but the other party is using her as a pillow, although this kind of thing exists in reality, it is rare.

Therefore, Yan Ru was not angry, but shook his head and said, "There is an earthquake, get up for me!" ”

Qin Ming was confused and wondered: "Can an earthquake occur on the plane?" ”

Yan Ru was originally an excuse to make him wake up at will, but she didn't expect that Qin Ming's IQ was still so high when she was sleeping.

Seeing that he still didn't react, she raised her voice a few decibels slightly: "If you don't get up again, it's not just an earthquake." ”

"Earthquakes? Even if it's a car... The earthquake has nothing to do with me, I'm receiving the award, this is the rookie king award, and the opportunity will not come again. I need to hurry up and receive my award. ”

Qin Ming heard someone calling him in a trance, but he happened to dream that he was receiving the award, and someone was disturbing him at this time, he was naturally unhappy in his heart, but he couldn't get angry on the spot, because he was now a public figure, he was the rookie king, and his every move represented personal honor and disgrace, the honor and disgrace of the whole of China...

"If you don't get up again, don't blame the old lady for pumping you."

"Lottery? Can you still draw a lottery if you win the Rookie King Award? ”

Qin Ming turned over comfortably on his thigh, he thought that the person receiving the prize was asking him if he wanted to draw a lottery, so he was puzzled and didn't believe it.

Yan Ru was almost angry, and shouted: "Lottery? … I'll pump your sister. ”

Then the crisp sound of finger bones came into Qin Ming's ears, this kind of sound was very familiar to him, his previous landlord was like that, if he didn't pay the rent, the sound of his finger bones would come out like hell, very scary.

Qin Ming raised his head violently, ready to meet the enemy's attack, who expected to bump into the opponent's forehead.

"It hurts."

Qin Ming touched his forehead and gritted his teeth slightly.

Now he has a anger in his heart that wants to burst out, this dream is his best dream in the past twenty-two years, the most coveted dream, but just when he happened to want to take over the rookie king trophy and asked him if he wanted to draw a lottery, he was actually interrupted by life and pulled back to reality.

How could he not be angry? How to forgive? Such a big rebellious thing, the other party was able to do it, it should have been thundered and struck five thunders to dip the pig cage and light the sky lantern... Still not.

As soon as Qin Ming wanted to speak, the woman's cold voice came: "While the old lady was asleep, you slept on my lap and took advantage of me, and hit my forehead, don't you want to live anymore?" ”

"What?"

Qin Ming's heart was extremely surprised, not because of the woman's words, but because the woman's sweet and crisp voice was very good, it was simply a heavenly sound, like a silver bell slowly shaking and washing his mind.

Even if the voice is good, it doesn't mean that he can forgive her, as soon as Qin Ming gritted his teeth, the other party just waited to bear his burning sky rage.

Qin Ming straightened his back, his face was straight, and he suddenly understood the ancients...... The prime minister can hold the boat in his belly, and he has to make friends when he goes out, even if others offend you, you must have a compassionate heart.

He smiled a little uninterestingly: "I'm sorry, you scolded me very rightly, and I was ashamed and ashamed." Your words have a magical power that pulls me back from the depths of hell, thank you for waking me up, you are my savior, and I will be proud of you. ”

Yan Ru was stunned for a few seconds, and the confusion in her eyes just showed that she couldn't understand Qin Ming's words, but she wouldn't be stupid enough to ask the other party's meaning, but said in a stinky manner:

"It's kind of acquaintance."

"You make me feel special, can I get to know you?"

Female, asking the other party's name is an affirmation of her, or a respect for her, sometimes there may be unexpected gains, although Qin Ming is not talented, he still understands it.

The woman retracted her gaze, thought about it and finally said, "My name is Yan Ru." ”

"Just like you?"

Qin Ming covered his stomach and couldn't help laughing, "Did you make it?" I'm still happy! He almost smiled and bent over, his movements extremely exaggerated.

"Who's free to joke with you."

Qin Ming immediately stopped, and said with a thousand percent suspicion on his face: "Could it be that you are really Yan Ru, a civilian writer?" ”

"Wrong."

"Huh?"

Qin Ming was strange, he thought that this woman was teasing him, and just wanted to ask, the woman snapped her fingers crisply, and said proudly: "In addition to being a civilian writer... Or a beautiful writer. ”

"Huh?" Qin Ming's mind was temporarily in a state of short circuit.

"Really, I didn't lie to you, I'm Yan Ru."

"You are really the super popular Wang Yanru." Qin Ming read out almost word by word, and his tone directly changed from surprise to consternation.

"Hmm." She nodded again.

Hearing such an affirmative answer, Qin Ming was so stunned that he couldn't speak, he only thought about what kind of stalk this was in his heart.

Yan Ru is a Chinese writer, and almost no one knows this name.

Yan Ru's novels are mostly rural themes, describing people and events that occur between the countryside and the city, which is the origin of the title of civilian writer.

One of the realistic writers that Qin Ming admires the most is Yan Ru, this person has a profound influence on him, and now that he suddenly heard Yan Ru's name, how could he not be excited, he just wanted to rummage through his schoolbag and ask the other party for an autograph.

Suddenly, Qin Ming realized a very serious problem, his whole body began to tremble, and the woman with a pale face called Yan Ru swallowed his saliva and said, "Didn't Yan Ru die in a car accident four years ago, and now you are still alive?" How is this possible? ”

Syllable!

A slap slammed over.

Then the woman's chest rose and fell, which is really a good scene, and it will definitely become the focus if it is usual. But now Qin Ming is still sluggish, and the woman rolled her eyes, the cold light in her eyes was very sharp, and she said coldly:

"You curse me to death."

The clear slapping and scolding caused the people around to turn their heads and watch, and they were crowded, and soon, someone in the crowd cheered Yan Ru's name.

"It's the beautiful writer Yan Ru, the civilian writer Yan Ru, it's really her, look for her autograph."

"Great God Yan Ru, can I sign it?"

"I'm going to sign it too."

"I want it too."

"It's all right, take your time one by one."

Yan Ru quickly wrote her beautiful signature on the paper handed over by the other party, someone recognized her, and she had to sign, as a platinum god (writer level) writer, how could she refuse this kind of recognized honor?

The woman said a lot of things in the process of signing the autograph, and the conversation and laughter were very natural and uninhibited, as if she was talking to her own family.

Qin Ming was talking to Yan Ru with the stunned crowd on the side.

Yan Ru's words were very casual, and everyone could easily understand them, and in Qin Ming's eyes, they seemed to be slapping Qin Ming's face one by one.

And this kind of face-slapping technique is particularly clever, but Qin Ming didn't care too much, he was "painful" and very curious at the same time, how could this platinum god be so popular?

Just when Qin Ming didn't plan to question Yan Ru, the gossip finally came.

"Great God, is the man you hit just now your boyfriend?" The person who asked the question was very clever, and he didn't say Qin Ming to death for the time being, and slowly tried it.

"He accosted him, did a little too much, and then I slapped him lightly."

Sudden protrusions.

Qin Ming was as uncomfortable as being shot, she actually said that she was accosting, can you find a reason to be serious? Qin Ming wanted to complain about tens of thousands of words to suppress the shock.

"I'll just say, how could he be Lu Yuan's boyfriend."

"No wonder, I looked so ordinary, I almost had facial paralysis, at first I thought it was your boyfriend, and I almost blinded my unpolluted titanium alloy dog eyes."

"Hehe, I said boy, aren't you happy to be slapped in the face."

"Nonsense, if I am slapped by such a beautiful woman, I will be happy for three days and will not be able to sleep." One replied with a smile.

The chatter rang out.

Qin Ming was completely blinded, and the slap marks that appeared on his face did not make Qin Ming feel pain, but instead his heart became numb, and his brain was temporarily blank.

At the beginning, Lu Xun's book described the numb Chinese people, and it happened to be a person like Qin Ming in the new century, if Qin Ming was in Lu Xun's era, it is estimated that he would be criticized as defenseless.

Qin Ming wanted to know, what was going on with all this?

I was stunned for a long time.

Qin Ming finally came to his senses, he realized that he should have recognized the wrong person, there are many people with the same name and surname in the world, and he was directly slapped in the face, and he was certainly unhappy in his heart.

But he couldn't punch his face back for the time being, because Qin Ming knew that fans were crazy.

He remembered that on **, there were two celebrities scolding each other, and in the end, the fans of a certain party couldn't stand it, and a few fans picked up kitchen knives and rushed to people's homes.

Until now, Qin Ming's memory is particularly deep.

If Qin Ming dared to speak out now, he would definitely not die, but he would also be scolded by so many people in turn, he was not afraid of things or that he couldn't scold, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it.

All right... He really can't scold.

"Yan Ru beauty, can I sit next to you?"

The troublemakers are still coming.