And the prompt tone just now is a friend application.

The girl clicked on the friend application, and wanted to refuse it directly, but her eyes touched the application information column, hesitated, and finally chose to agree.

[Drift to the north: I'm really sorry, I really like your article so much, so I've been asking people to find information about you.]

I've read all your articles, and they're very well written. 】

Essay?

The girl's dead eyes only fluctuated slightly.

[Thorn: What article?] 】

[Drifting to the North: "Northern Goose", I like this article very much, including this series of articles, I really like it. 】

Thorn: Thank you. 】

[Drift to the North: Will You Still Write in the Future?] I see you've been out for a year, so I'm just coming to you, didn't I bother you. 】

Seeing the words of netizens, Tian Jing was silent for a while, and he didn't know how to reply to him for a while.

Until the screen of the mobile phone went black, Tian Jing still did not reply. She didn't know how to reply, how to reply to this person who liked her article.

Those articles were written a year ago, and she also had nothing to do and wrote them in her spare time. felt that she wrote this article very well, but it would be a pity not to share it, so she uploaded it directly to Weibo. Every time she writes in the future, she uploads it.

Her Weibo is not verified, and in her opinion, it is nothing more than a mode of entertainment.

She didn't expect her articles to be seen, but she didn't expect that someone would go to such great lengths to find her because of her articles.

Somewhat touched.

The blacked-out phone screen lit up again.

[Drift into the distance: I'm really sorry if I disturbed you.] 】

Tian Jing subconsciously looked at the mobile phone screen, and when he saw the line of text sent by the other party, his originally frowning brows stretched a little.

[Thorn: No, thank you very much for liking. Actually, I don't like writing very much, writing is not what I am good at, and it is my honor to be liked by you. 】

[Drift to the North: I can still be so outstanding in the field I am not good at, and I adore you very much. 】

Adore?

When Tian Jing saw these two words, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a mocking smile.

She's a waste now, and she's still being worshipped?

Now the network is full of her news.

The talented girl has a car accident and is about to retire from the sports world.

She's a waste now, and there are still people who worship her?

[Thorn: What you worship is nothing but a wasted person. You're far better than me. 】

When Tian Jing subconsciously said this, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. She had nothing to do with him, but she said it suddenly.

Tian Jing wanted to withdraw it, but after thinking about it, he finally gave up.

She's telling the truth, she's really a piece of waste right now. Even if he doesn't know anything, at least he's a normal person, and at this point, he's already better than her.

'Drift to the other party' never replied to her words, and she was bored with herself and turned off her phone.

Put your phone next to your pillow and close your eyes.

Once again, a melancholy piano tune came from the phone, lingering throughout the room. 】

"Ka, next."

Zhou Ji saw that after the camera was finished, he instantly shouted to stop.

Su Qianqing was given ten seconds to adjust, and within these ten seconds, the props were divided into a wave, one wave rushed up and closed the curtains, and the other wave quickly put a cold meal on the table, and then quickly retreated.

After Zhou Ji made sure that everything was in order, he shouted again to start.