I saved the money for the tip, turned on the computer, looked at the screen, and didn't know what to write.

"Boy, Divergence" only hit the point of some people, and it became popular on a small scale.

Fans gossiped about the previous articles written by Mr. Gu with female vision, and analyzed them thoroughly. While looking forward to my new tweets.

Ah, what a pressure!

For a while, countless headline hotspots were flying around in my head, and I just couldn't catch it.

"Yizai, your article is on fire!"

"Oh." I propped my head and ignored the ghostly screaming of my friend P.

Suddenly, my eyes darkened, and I raised my eyes, a pair of black and white eyes, staring straight at me, constantly rolling.

"You're so calm, you won't be scared ......"

Me: "......"

I almost didn't shoot my friend P to death!

I was just scared!

"What's the matter?" I asked impatiently.

"It's nothing, it's boring. I just wanted to ask you what your plans are. Friend P sat on the desk with his butt and crossed his legs.

"What can I do, keep writing."

Although the number of followers has increased by thousands, it is a bit unbearable for me, a scumbag who is about to fall into a bottleneck, to write tweets every day.

I wondered if I should find a helper.

"Don't you have any other ideas?" Friend P clasped his hands casually: "For example, invite us to have a meal or a trip?" ”

", no money." I say.

Mr. Gu had already indicated his attitude of withdrawal, and according to his temperament, he would definitely not want to add it again, no matter what the reason.

Mr. Gu also said that if there is any difficulty, you can ask him for help.

But, according to my nature...... I was reluctant to ask him for help.

So...... What the hell should I do?

I propped my head and continued to be in a daze.

"No money? Can't you go out and play without money? Take a walk. My friend P jumped off the table and took my hand and walked out.

"Where are you going?"

"Don't care where you're going, just follow me."

As soon as I went out, I saw the student union's stall recruiting new people, facing the entrance of the canteen, with people coming and going.

"You're going to let us see them recruit?" I asked.

When it comes to recruitment, I think of the review of the 'New Media Association' of the dormitory chief Z, and there should be news in the next two weeks.

"Hmm."

Friend P went to the booth of Outreach and rubbed a chair. Then he left me aside and chatted with my senior sister.

"Oh! That's what you wrote that tweet! The senior sister looked very excited.

I didn't expect my senior sister to know my article too? I'm sorry. After all, I was screened out by the second selection of the student union's outreach.

I can only blame myself for missing the second round of interviews without reading the announcement.

"Are you going to put on a name now?" Senior sister asked me with a smile.

I shook my head, after all, now that I have found a club I like, there is no need to put on a name.

"After recruiting tomorrow, we should organize an interview." I asked.

"Well, almost, then it's going to be a fierce competition." The senior sister was still sitting opposite, smiling and handing out leaflets to the new students who came to consult.

I was thinking about whether to find someone for my official account, but I was dragged away by my friend P.

"See! Next time we recruit new students, it will be so lively! Friend P said.

I suddenly laughed: "What's the excitement, when it's our turn, it's a robbery, I don't know if anyone wants to join us." ”

The student union recruits new students in advance, the family is big, and there is no competition, and the new students who come and go can only be selected in various departments. They take it all and then pick and choose, and we're different.

At this time, my friend P finally let go of his hand and stepped forward to take a closer look at my face.

"Well, it looks much better."

“？”

Suddenly remembering that the band was also recruiting new people today, I thought that Mr. Yu should be there, but I haven't seen him for a few days.

I asked my friend P about Mr. Yu.

Who knows, as soon as I heard Mr. Yu, my friend P ignored me.

Grabbed my hand and walked out.

"Let's go, I'll take you around the city."

Me: "......"

Inexplicably got on the bus, drove a little way, and got off the bus inexplicably.

"You're not going to laugh at one." was dragged all the way.

When I finally let go, I shook my wrist with a cyan mark.

"I ......" just wanted to speak.

Friend P said again, "Forget it." ”

"Do you want chocolate?"

Friend P took a box of 35 percent cocoa chocolate from a row of shelves.

"It's so sweet." I shook my head.

"Fifty-five percent, that's all." Two more boxes were taken from the shelves, paid at the front desk, and bagged.

Then he threw it at me.

Me: "? ”

Friend P said, "Give it to you." ”

Me: "? ”

"Eat candy, you can be smarter. Take it, then I'll take it for you. Friend P snatched the bag, held it in his arms, and took two steps.

I kind of understood it, and I had no choice but to cover my face.

I said...... Do you have something to tell me, just say it directly? ”

My friend P stuffed the chocolate into my arms again: "You take it yourself." ”

"What's wrong with you? Angry? Still something is wrong. "I'm getting more and more confused about my friend P's temper.

My friend P went faster and faster, and he ignored me at all.

I was at a loss for what to do with the chocolate, and just as I was about to catch up, the guy suddenly stopped, as if he had forgotten something, and resolutely turned back.

When I was confused, he grabbed my hand and dragged it forward.

"You can't, don't be so good with Yu An."

"Why?" For the first time, I asked him in a very serious manner.

What does it mean not to be so nice to someone? Or, to what extent should I understand?

It's always been a hanger, and for the first time, I panicked a little and cautiously asked him again.

"You...... Are you jealous? ”

"Nope." Friend P denied it, and his tone didn't sound like he was angry, but like he was questioning himself.

"Every time you ask about him, I get upset! I don't know why I'm like this, every time you ask him, you don't ask me how. ”

I let out a long breath and asked, "Then am I not good to you?" ”

Friend P thought for a while: "It's not ...... either"

"That's the end of it. I care about you, too. You're just afraid of losing my friend, so you're not happy. I explained seriously.

"Every friend has the same weight in my heart, don't worry." I continued.

"Alright, you don't have to coax me." Friend P shook off my hand again: "I know myself. ”

I chuckled in my heart, and then I heard him say impatiently, "You think I'm willing to pull you out?" ”

“？”

"I see that you haven't spoken all day today, and I'm afraid that you will sit down, so I pulled it out and slipped away." Friend P said as a matter of course.

Wait a minute? Yo-yo?

I yelled, "I'm thinking about a new tweet!" I'm just a cavon and don't want to talk! I thought I was going to accompany you out with you because of something! ”

"I thought you had something wrong with you, too! I just pulled you out! Friend P yelled.

I yelled back, "Shouldn't I say thank you?" ”

"Okay, you're welcome."

Friend P waved his hand.