"The winner of the 'Best Newcomer Award' in this year's National Mystery Novel Contest is Song Xiaofang, and the award-winning work "The Unforgivable True Sin" is awarded."

Hearing the award presenter read his name, Song Xiaofang in the audience smiled shyly, slowly stood up, bowed politely to everyone, shook hands and hugged friends and competitors around him one by one, accompanied by the award music, Song Xiaofang waved his hand to thank everyone, and strode to the center of the stage.

Song Xiaofang, 25 years old, is a mystery novel writer who has just become famous.

When Song Xiaofang received the trophy from the award presenter, the audience once again burst into thunderous applause, and the flash lights began to flicker non-stop. Although Song Xiaofang is now in a state of pride, in the face of such a grand ceremony, he still looks a little green, his facial expression is not particularly natural, and his smile is slightly embarrassing.

Following the process, the award presenters asked some innocuous questions

"Little Fang, did you ever think you would get this award?"

"I really didn't expect it, because there are many contestants whose works are also very good..."

Song Xiaofang replied according to the manuscript prepared by his friend in advance, his tone was very stiff, and he didn't have any feelings, as if he was endorsing, which made the audience laugh.

The laughter of the audience made Song Xiaofang even more nervous, I just hope that this process can end as soon as possible, and let myself go down quickly, just when Song Xiaofang was embarrassed, he aimed at a girl sitting in the back row.

After seeing her, Song Xiaofang seemed to be a different person, the whole person was full of confidence, and the interaction with the award presenters became very smooth, and even added a look forward to the future at the end.

With everyone's applause, Song Xiaofang walked off the stage, and when he passed by the second row of seats, the person sitting at the outermost seat just got up to give him a seat, but he didn't return to his original seat, ran straight to the last row, and sat next to the girl.

Said with a cute smile

"Yalan, I thought you weren't coming."

The girl glanced at the trophy roughly, then slowly turned her gaze to Song Xiaofang, and smiled slightly

"Why didn't I come if you invited me so kindly. But are you okay to sit here, shouldn't you sit in the front? ”

Song Xiaofang hurriedly shook his head, and his smile became even more shy

"It's okay, it's okay, it feels better to sit next to you than to sit there."

The girl seemed to be used to Song Xiaofang's cheap appearance, or rather, she was helpless, and shook her head with a wry smile.

Su Yalan, 25 years old, a salesman of a high-end brand, has a sweet appearance and a stubborn personality.

At an event last year, Song Xiaofang fell in love with Su Yalan at first sight when he saw him for the first time, and began to stalk, and Su Yalan had already made it clear that she didn't like men like him, but Song Xiaofang refused to give up, and the two are currently friends.

The lengthy award ceremony finally ended, Su Yalan took her handbag and walked slowly to the sidelines, after Song Xiaofang said goodbye to her friends, she also hurriedly followed, still looking cheap, pretending to look at her watch, and asked with a smile

"Hey, Yalan, it's dinner time, do you want to go have a meal together?"

Su Yalan shook her head, her pace did not slow down at all, and politely rejected Song Xiaofang

"No, my mother has already prepared a meal and is waiting for me, it's not good if I don't go back."

"Oh, okay." Song Xiaofang hurriedly said again

"Then I'll send you home, it's not far away anyway."

Su Yalan still had the same attitude just now, and refused with a smile

"Don't, it's very troublesome for you to turn back then, I'll just take a taxi and go."

Saying that, he raised his hand and called a taxi, Song Xiaofang knew that he was rejected again today, and he felt a little helpless in his heart, but he still trotted two steps and helped Su Yalan open the car door, and like a waiter, he put his hand on her head to prevent it from being bumped.

Song Xiaofang didn't forget to instruct

"Yalan, tell me when you get home, you can call and send WeChat."

Seeing Su Yalan nodded, Song Xiaofang gently closed the car door, and as the taxi gradually moved away, sadness slowly crept onto his face, replacing the original smile.

"Hey... Rejected again. ”

After Song Xiaofang muttered a sentence in a low voice, he quickly stretched out his finger and began to count like a child

"No, Mom has already prepared a meal and is waiting for me..."

After repeating what Su Yalan had just said, Song Xiaofang snapped her fingers happily

"When I refused today, I said 6 words more than yesterday, which is great!"

As he spoke, a happy smile appeared on his face again, and at this time, his phone rang.

"Hey, what are you looking for me?"

A magnetic man's voice came from the other end of the phone

"Go to Mousse Bar tonight and have some drinks."

Song Xiaofang was slightly stunned when he heard it

"Can you come out and drink at night, Yuanyuan won't scold you?"

The other end of the line seemed to be a little impatient

"It's okay, eight o'clock in the evening, see you or leave."

It was Zhang Fan who called, Song Xiaofang's friend from childhood to adulthood, also known as Fa Xiao, the relationship between the two is very close, but since Zhang Fan got married two months ago, the opportunity for the two to meet has become rare.

Song Xiaofang came to the bar at the agreed time, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhang Fan waving to him, Song Xiaofang raised his hand and walked towards Zhang Fan.

After coming to the bar and ordering a beer, Song Xiaofang put his arm around Zhang Fan's shoulder and said with a smile

"How's it going? Big reporter, do you have any exclusive reports to tell me? Otherwise, how could you come out so late? ”

Zhang Fan heard that his tone seemed to have a hint of mockery, holding a wine glass, rolling his eyes, and saying disdainfully

"If I hadn't told you some details about the case, how would you have written such a realistic mystery novel? And..."

As he spoke, he shook his shoulders and moved Song Xiaofang's arm

"Don't hook your shoulders."

Song Xiaofang pursed his lips and continued to say in a cynical manner

"Oops, hey, you can't touch it when you're married?"

As he spoke, he continued to use his fingers to dot around Zhang Fan's body, and kept joking

"You tell me the truth, is it because your wife suspects that you are having a relationship with me, so she doesn't let you see me?"

"Shut up!"

Zhang Fan is a journalist, this job requires people to be passionate and enthusiastic, but he is a very cold person; Song Xiaofang is a mystery novel writer, this job requires people to be thoughtful and taciturn, but he is a passionate and even a bit funny.

It is already very strange that these two people will be engaged in the current work with their personalities, and it is even more rare that they have achieved some achievements respectively, of course, the strangest thing is that two people with completely opposite personalities can become such good friends.

The two were drinking, and Zhang Fan suddenly shifted the topic to Su Yalan

"By the way, you and that, Zhu... How is Zhu Yalan? ”

Song Xiaofang frowned

"Sue, surnamed Su."

"Oh, Su Yanan?"

"Yalan!"

"Oh, Zhu Yanan?"

Song Xiaofang slapped the table angrily and roared

"You did it on purpose! It's Su Yalan! What Zhu Yanan, I haven't heard of it. ”

Zhang Fan slapped his forehead exaggeratedly, shook his head again, and muttered in a low voice

"Oops, too much, too much."

He turned his head again and continued

"Gee, anyway, you know I'm talking about her, what's going on with you two?"

Song Xiaofang's mood became a little complicated, but for the sake of face, he was embarrassed to say that he was rejected every day, so he said angrily

"It's very stable."

Zhang Fan couldn't hold back after hearing this, and grinned

"Oh, yes, what I knew on the first day, what I know now, it's really stable."

Song Xiaofang was angry when he heard it, but what Zhang Fan said was the truth, and he had no way to refute it at all, so he stood up angrily, was about to leave, and said to the waiter

"Hey, my bottles of wine are his account, you just ask him for money!"

Seeing this, Zhang Fan hurriedly grabbed Song Xiaofang and pressed him to his seat

"Look, you're really angry."

Song Xiaofang also shook his shoulders like Zhang Fan did just now, removed his arm from his shoulder, and said angrily

"Are you here to mess with me today?"

"Of course not, of course not."

Zhang Fan said as if to make amends, and pushed a glass of beer in front of Song Xiaofang, Song Xiaofang didn't say a word, took a big sip of it.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Fan basically guessed a rough idea, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him with a trace of reluctance

"Dude, it's been eight months, you just give up, anyone can see that that girl really doesn't like you."

Song Xiaofang just clubbed his chin and didn't say a word, but his eyes were full of unwillingness, although he didn't answer, but Zhang Fan also understood his thoughts.

The two have known each other for almost 20 years, and Zhang Fan has never seen Song Xiaofang suffer so much for a girl, so he asked casually

"Is that girl that good?"

"Yes!" When Song Xiaofang heard this question, he hurriedly sat up straight and answered without hesitation.

Hearing this answer, Zhang Fan shouted "Okay" and raised the wine glass in front of Song Xiaofang.

Obviously, Zhang Fan's move made Song Xiaofang a little confused, so he picked up his wine glass and bumped into him.

After a drink, Zhang Fan said

"I'm telling you, if you want a girl to feel for you, you have to make her feel safe from you."

Song Xiaofang thought that he was talking about something, so he actually said such nonsense and choked back

"I've been in love for so many years, will I not know? The question is, how can you feel secure? ”

Zhang Fan shrugged his shoulders and said with a natural expression

"Wouldn't it be okay to go through the danger with her?"

Song Xiaofang obviously misunderstood what Zhang Fan meant, and hurriedly shook his head

"Do you want to find someone to rob, and then I go to the hero to save the beauty? No, I'll tell you, she's very timid..."

"Whew!" Before Song Xiaofang could finish speaking, Zhang Fan interrupted him

"Would I use such a boring routine? I mean this! ”

As he spoke, he took out two invitations from his body and slapped them on the table.

Song Xiaofang was already a little drunk at this time, picked up the invitation, rubbed his eyes, and read it word by word

"Find the treasure of the vampire alchemist, the secret of gold."