Since Fu Bo told him on the phone that Zhong Ying'er was going to get married in May, Han Yi's heart was completely dead. He constantly numbs himself with busyness, and in this process, Bai Xue has always accompanied him, listening to his distress, and he is constantly approaching Bai Xue. Perhaps the day that Bai Xue had hoped for was not far off.

"Don't you think I'm getting handsome?"

Han Yi heard that going to get a hair cut could forget his past feelings, so he just felt that his hair seemed to be a little long, so he went for a haircut.

viagra smiled, but he didn't watch Han Yi, he just watched the TV series of the Anti-Japanese War and smiled stupidly.

Yuan Zhe turned around 90 degrees and glanced at him, smiled shamelessly, and then continued his "I Have a Date with a Zombie".

As for his other roommate Yang Ke, it is necessary to mention that he didn't return home at night, and after the reasonable assumptions of the three of them, and careful verification, they came to the conclusion that Yang Ke went out to open a room. 10,000 words are omitted here.

Yuan Zhe picked up his mobile phone from the table and took a photo of Han Yi. He said: "Han Yi came to show you something, I have launched a mobile phone app, which can give appearance scores and comments according to the generated photos." Yang Ke tried it in the afternoon, and the result was quite satisfactory to me. Score 3.0/10.0, comment - If beauty is time, then your ugliness is immortal! ”

With a loud laugh "Your results are out, 4.8/10.0, the comment is - ugly to make people cry". viagra on the side was secretly happy, presumably because he got a satisfactory evaluation result, there is no doubt that he is the face of the dormitory.

While disgusted with this app, Han Yi expressed doubts and dissatisfaction with Yuan Zhe on the pretext of fighting for Yang Ke, the only one of the four who was emotionally stable.

"This is definitely an app developed by people with aesthetic defects, or their facial features are crammed together to paralyze themselves and comfort themselves." His false sense of justice was exchanged for a viagra "hehe".

When I was a student, it was often easy to get a simple love with my face, and then I might have to have something else for an average-looking person, such as talented, high-altitude people, pleasant singing, and so on. Sometimes Han Yi arrogantly feels that he is nothing bad, why should he go through emotional torture.

After a burst of laughter, when Han Yi started to write a diary, he saw the letter Keiko wrote to him and thought of Bai Xue. Thinking that I have been ignoring my friends these days, even my roommates rarely say a few words like today, immersed in the busy world and their own world.

"Why can't I sleep at night these days?" He asked himself inwardly.

There are many reasons, maybe it's because of Planet Six today, maybe it's forgetting the time to sleep, maybe it's because I'm always thinking cranky and messing with myself.

"No matter how fast time flies, you have to slow down your pace at the right time. When you calm down, you often understand what you really want. He comforted himself like this, then made a cup of coffee, held it until it was cold, and then inadvertently thought of Bai Xue, smiled stupidly, was inexplicably happy, and fell into deep thought.

Early the next morning, Han Yi got up to find Fu Bo, because he felt that he had neglected the care of his friends and wanted to go to breakfast with him.

"Mr. Bo, are you awake?"

If you knock on the door at seven o'clock on the weekend, he will probably be scolded very badly, so he just knocked lightly twice and asked in a low voice.

The door opened, Fu Bo was brushing his teeth, and then quickly walked to the sink and rinsed his mouth, "Why are you getting up so early?" Is there something wrong? ”

"I'll tell you to have breakfast together, hurry up, I'll wait for you." Han Yi sat down in his chair.

"It's too late, don't eat. I'm going to go to class in Optics Valley at nine o'clock, it's an hour in the car, I haven't washed my hair yet, it's too late, you can go eat. Fu Bo replied as he used an electric kettle to catch water.

He enrolled in a computer programming training class outside the school, and weekends were not his rest time, he was busier than Han Yi, so although it was the relationship between the same class and the dormitory next door, he basically didn't have time to meet together.

"Then you wait, I'll bring you breakfast, a few minutes."

Saying that, Han Yi ran out of the dormitory building and rushed to the cafeteria. I took two buns and a cup of soy milk, and bought Fu Bo a bottle of Vitasoy and a sandwich.

It didn't take eight minutes to go back and forth. As soon as I went up to the second floor, I saw Fu Bo closing the door, and his hair was not dry.

"Give you food on the way." Han Yi handed the breakfast to Fu Bo, and then nibbled on the bun and walked to his dormitory.

Fu Bo shouted as he went down the stairs: "Come back in the evening and invite you to dinner!" ”

After arriving at the dormitory, Han Yi logged in to QQ, which had not been on for more than a month, and had more than 40 friend messages, and after checking them one by one, he found that there was nothing to reply. Only one of Zhou Pei's messages caught his attention.

"Minister, my aunt is the deputy editor-in-chief of a magazine, and she accidentally read the magazines you gave me when you were leaving, and she thought that there were several good articles, one of which was a short story written by you. She said to pay you for your work and let them use it. What do you think? ”

It was posted at eleven o'clock last night, and it seems that Han Yi is more concerned about the affairs of the Literary Society. He picked up his mobile phone and sent a message back to Zhou Pei on WeChat.

"In the future, if there is anything important, I will send it to WeChat, and QQ will be very logged in. I haven't seen you for a long time, you call Ye Chang together in the evening, and the editor-in-chief will please eat! Push anything off! ”

In front of his former ministries, he has absolute prestige, because the relationship is very harmonious, and he speaks very well.

It was almost six o'clock, Han Yi and Ye Chang were still sitting on the chairs downstairs in the dormitory and waiting, watching Fu Bo come back.

"Let's come down later, let's go out to eat together." Han Yi shouted at Fu Bo, and Fu Bo held up an OK gesture.

"What's your condition? Didn't you say half an hour? It's been an hour, huh? Han Yi called Zhou Pei and shouted.

"You're going to try to kill me again? Speak well, or I'll sell your editorial office! Zhou Pei said with a smile on the phone.

"We're three big men waiting for you now, are you using Thai time? Hurry up! ”

It seems that in Han Yi's consciousness, the tacit understanding of joking, exposing shortcomings, ridiculing, and feeling with his heart can be regarded as true friends.

Han Yi stared at Zhou Pei, who was late, and said, "In order to make up for my loss of an hour, I drank a cup for each person!" ”

"No problem!"

She readily agreed without hesitation.

"Black tea." Fu Bo said and got up and stood up.

"Lemon tea." Ye Chang replied with his voice.

"What about you?" Zhou Pei looked at Han Yi apologetically.

Han Yi got up at this time, and then pointed at Zhou Pei, "You said you ······"

"Okay, good, I was wrong! Don't lecture me. Zhou Pei hurriedly admitted his mistake and interrupted Han Yi's complaint.

"Honey Yuzu Tea!"

"Okay, okay, please! Let's go. ”

Fu Bo and Ye Chang looked at Zhou Pei's respectful appearance and smiled secretly.

"You don't know, Zhou Pei is usually a person who points out the country, and he has completely changed in front of the minister!" Ye Chang said to Fu Bo.

Everyone has a hot drink and walks towards the community. On the way, listening to them tell about what happened in the club during this time, and what he did, as if he was reporting to Han Yi, it suddenly made him feel like he had never left.

"Is the editor-in-chief coming back to school from home today?" Zhou Pei didn't know that Fu Bo had already walked on the road of no return as a programmer.

Fu Bo replied happily: "I just came back from a class in Optics Valley, and now I am learning computer programming languages, which is quite interesting. ”

On weekends, business in the senior store is very hot, it is simply full, and it is very lively. They were talking and laughing and eating and drinking tea, and all their troubles were gone away from him at this moment.

"Minister, how did I tell you? In addition, my aunt also gave you some advice, she said that your short story is very well written, and according to the price given by their company, it is almost more than 600 yuan. She said that you can expand it, the subject matter is quite novel, and the writing is good, you can enrich it a little more and write it into an online novel. She said that the development trend of online novels is quite good now, and you can consider it. I also recommended you to her, and she said that you are also an editor, and the content of the layout is also good, and said that if you have a graduation internship, you can contact her. ”

Zhou Pei said everything clearly.

"That's good, that's good, I was just about to tell you about it. Our journal is internal to the school, and the school also stipulates that it cannot be profitable, so our literary club has always been in a situation where there are no funds and few members. Many people in school who like to write don't know about these submission channels, or are too lazy to understand them. Your aunt is the editor-in-chief of the magazine, and I think you can provide a channel for those who like to write in our school, and you can also provide good works for your aunt. Think about how to do it. As for the manuscript fee for my short story, you have to pay for the tea you invited us to drink, but you have to accept the money given by their magazine and use it as the publication fund, and you can contact the author for other selected works, and the archive I gave you has archives, and the authors and contact information of the works in each issue are recorded, and you give them the manuscript fee. ”

This is something Han Yi has already thought about, but he hasn't decided whether to continue writing.

"Okay, then I'll thank you in advance, I'm worried about the lack of money to publish it! Do I want to put 'this issue of the journal is published under the full sponsorship of Han Yi'? ”

"I think so!" Hiroko said with a smile.

"Don't make a fuss, do it well, you can only stay for two years and then you have to quit."

Han Yi has paid a lot to the Literature Club, because he simply likes it, and he has met so many good friends and good younger students, he hopes to see the club get better and better.

"What about my aunt's suggestion, do you want to expand it? She said that this subject matter is very novel and has a market, but if you write it well, my aunt said that I can consider signing a contract with you or buying it out. I'll give you her WeChat, and you can talk to her yourself. ”

"Okay, I'll think about it, I'm very busy right now, I'm afraid I don't have time to write."

Just listening to Han Yi was a little moved, but he was still a little hesitant.

One is that some people like what they write, and the other is that when hobbies can help others and bring benefits to themselves, this is a good thing in itself, but it is also because of his interests, he has not thought about developing into a career.

"What are you busy with! Even if you have a part-time job in the library and a guitar class, you have time in the evenings, and on weekends, it should be no problem to write two or three thousand words every day, and there is still a little more than a year before graduation, and then you will almost have a million-word uncle's novel. I think it's doable! Fu Bo's impassioned statement made Han Yi speechless. What he said is also true, and he thinks Han Yi should think about it.

"It's okay, my sister-in-law is very good, she still likes your handwritten prose that doesn't appear in the publication, and she writes beautifully, but she just wants to read it inexplicably."

"It's not under the minister's control, and he still slaps his ass?" Ye Chang said with a smile, and turned sideways to dodge, afraid that Zhou Pei would suddenly "attack" him.

"It's true, that's what she said! You add her WeChat, talk to her yourself. ”

Zhou Pei seems to be planning to facilitate this.

When he was about to finish eating, Mr. Bo secretly went to pay the bill, but Han Yi had already told his senior, and the money rushed to the VIP card here, which means that he had already bought it.

"Didn't you say okay, I invited you tonight? Why did you buy the order? He came over and asked.

"My part-time salary in the library is coming, I invite you this time, and you will come back next time." Usually Fu Bo's care and help to him makes him feel that it doesn't matter who pays at all, and since returning to school, except for Zhong Yinger's affairs, everything else seems to be a succession of good things, and he is in a very good mood.

In fact, Zhong Yinger's departure is a good thing for Han Yi! If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have found Bai Xue's good and met the right person. I couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief, and my heart was like a sunflower blooming.