Unexpectedly, Zhang Haoyang quickly replied to his message, it turned out that the other party had been chasing this comic for a long time, and as soon as he reminded him, he remembered that he could see the ending today.

"No regrets: I want to hear your impressions!

ZHY: A little surprised.

No Regrets: ...... Gone?

ZHY: The author is more suitable for writing novels, and the ending is unexpected and reasonable.

No regrets: this is not a Chinese class for reading comprehension......

ZHY: But I don't like stories like this, it's too realistic.

No regrets: Well, indeed, you don't like reality?

ZHY: Well, the reality is harsh.

No Regrets: ...... All right. ”

Mr. Zhang, you must be a blue kid with a story.

In the blink of an eye, He Bi sent another document, he closed WeChat and opened the document to view.

His previous guess was accurate, the first popularity vote of "Rain Over the Sky" was that the male protagonist was leading, relatively early and the second male role had not yet risen, and then in the second popularity vote not long ago, the second male protagonist had surpassed the male protagonist to become the first, and the number of votes had also increased a lot.

After thinking about it, the second male is about to have a full "bed scene", and in the end, he was cuckolded, and the author was carried away by animation on the way to death.

He has to do something to stop this from happening, the plot of the heroine's past must exist, pave the way for so long, that treasure box and the intersection of the female protagonist and the male protagonist when he was a child must also be explained, he must not destroy these plots on the basis of making the emotional drama not too conformous.

Thinking of this, he exhaled. His previous crossing, Frol didn't say anything, the emotional drama was imposed by himself, and I don't know if the author will regret it later after drawing this plot with a "hot brain". And the emotional line between the swimming club and the idol fan is actually a "side ball", and the over-portrayed friendship is as strong as love, but in the final analysis, it is still friendship.

Now that he is finally about to cross into the works that focus on depicting love, he is really a little overwhelmed as a little virgin.

After all, his emotional experience is zero, and he is relatively unfriendly to "straight men" on the Internet, in case he really leaves the plot of "straight men", I am afraid that he will not be scolded to death by fans from the other side.

Alas, annoyed.

In this state of worry, he went to see the XP troupe's performance. It's a group that's been very popular recently, and the members are all very young, and the oldest is a year younger than him. He sat in the front row with wide eyes, awkwardly calling with the fat houses on the left and right.

The position he sits in always reminds him of "TRUE LOVE!! The glasses guy in the ramen shop, I don't know if He Bi arranged it on purpose, he always felt that He Bi could see his performance from God's perspective.

That time, he stood on a high stage and looked down at the fans below. And now, he has returned to his original identity, sitting on the sidelines and watching the little idol on the stage.

Although there is still an anachronistic thought in their minds that they may be featured in such and such a magazine in the near future, reporting on their untimely private lives. But he now realizes that, at least for now, these sweaty and tired smiles are real, the audience pays, and people laugh, whether they are sincere or not, this is a deal that you and I will.

Don't think about it so complicated, after all, you may only be able to say a word to them after shaking hands in your life, such a thin friendship should correct your own mentality, rather than pinning your expectations on a stranger.

That's the reality.

He sighed, but this time he didn't feel bad, so he pulled himself together and began to wave the glow stick in line with the call.

These are just his own thoughts, he just came to be motivated, because he has encountered problems at work so he wants some positive energy to make up for it, other than that, don't have too many unrealistic expectations.

Enjoy this performance with peace of mind, maybe the little idols think so too.

More on that later.

At the end of the performance, his eyes suddenly met a little idol. Some people want to open their eyes, after all, he can't even match the names and faces of all the members of this group, so he doesn't know who this little idol is. But there was something in those eyes that continued to open and seemed to tug at his nerves, as if they were about to be sucked in.

He didn't remember how he had come back, and when he came to his senses, he was already sitting in his dragon chair.

The incredible feeling was not heartwarming or relieved, but it made his brain calm and his thoughts clear, and he reviewed the plot of the comic again, thoughtfully.

In the evening, he sent a message to He Bi.

"Jean Rang Xiaomo: Can I choose the character of the crossing this time?"

didn't expect the other party to show that he was not online, but he suddenly went online two seconds after his message was sent, and he replied very quickly.

"Florbi: Yes.

Jean Rang Xiaomo: Are you here, are you still playing stealth these days?

Florbi: I sensed you, so I went online.

Let Rang Xiaomo: ...... what？

Florbi: I can sense your question now, and in other words, you say that we have the same eye color, so we can connect.

Jean Rang Xiaomo: No, I still don't understand, it sounds like you can read minds?

Florby: Pretty much ^_^

Let let Xiaomo:!

Let Rang Xiaomo: Let me tell you not to mess around, if you mess around, I will resign and quit!

Florby: Don't worry, it's a bit of a struggle for me to sense you right now, and you can't sense me yet, so it's useless, and it'll be much easier for us to sense each other later.

Jean Rang Xiaomo: You're not saying that unrealistic things don't happen ==

Jean Rang Xiaomo: Forget it, I'll talk about it later. So I can choose who I want to cross over this time?

Florby: Well, it's just three options.

Jean Rang Xiaomo: Then I can live there until I die by casually crossing a passerby, which sounds good~

Florbi: I will hasten your death, and you will not be able to wake up in reality.

Let Rang Xiaomo: ??? No, you can't do that, you don't even want to think about who made you more and more awesome, you can't be so ungrateful, you know?

Florby: Okay, I'll keep it in mind ^_^, so who is your crossing?

Jean Xiaomo: Aren't you good at mind reading?

Florbi: ......

Let Rang Xiaomo: Okay, okay, I want to be the heroine~

Florbi: ...... wow

Let let Xiaomo: Put away your dirty thoughts, master, I am sacrificing for work, Xiao Bizi just prepare obediently

Florbi: I have a hunch that this time will be very smooth ^_^

Jean Jean Xiaomo: Yes, I hope so."

With a deep exhalation, Jorang leaned back and leaned back in his chair, staring straight at the chat on the screen.