(15) You can only be blamed for being too talented

After the New Year, the weather was good, and after following his parents to visit all his relatives and friends, Song Minwo wrote a novel at home.

"Ahh Song Min grabbed her hair in pain, she had countless thoughts in her head, but she couldn't type out a single word, it was too painful......

"Yuan Yuan, I can't write a novel." Song Min called Yuan Siyu very aggrieved.

"Then I won't write it."

"But it's time to deliver today......"

"Even if you have to submit it soon, you can't write it, don't want to be annoyed, it's better to go out with me to relax and relax."

"Yes, yes."

Yuan Siyu: "Do you just want me to take you out to play......

Mark Warfield in the store.

Song Min looked at Yuan Siyu speechlessly and gestured to himself with a jacket, "Why did you come to the men's clothing store?" ”

"I like it, next time I bring my boyfriend to buy it, it's too handsome!"

"Nope." Song Min ignored Yuan Yuan's nymphomaniac, sat on the bench in the store for people to rest, and quietly looked at Yuan Siyu.

The phone started vibrating in the pocket.

Song Min took it out and looked at it, his fingers reacted faster than his brain, and he pressed the reject button.

After two seconds of silence, the phone started vibrating again.

"Why don't you answer the phone?" Seeing Song Min staring at the phone in a daze, Yuan Siyu came up.

"Magazine editor."

"Why are you so cowardly, pick it up quickly."

"I don't, I haven't been inspired lately, I can't write anything. Today's short story is going to be delivered, but I wrote half of it a year ago, and I won't be inspired after the year...... "Song Min is going to cry, this editor is really really terrifying, every time he urges the manuscript, it's a fatal serial call, plus harassing her on various communication devices, and always loves to squeeze her, urging the short story to urge the long story......

"Then who made you a little writer on the eighteenth line now?" Yuan Siyu shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, with a look of regret.

"You still said that you also said that if you hadn't instigated me to participate in that literary creation contest, would I have won the award, and could a magazine sign me?!" As soon as Yuan Siyu said that Song Min remembered that after the college entrance examination, the two of them went out to play and were really idle and had nothing to do, so at the instigation of Yuan Siyu, he wrote a travelogue and participated in the literary creation competition, and he didn't know what shit luck he had, but he won the first prize, and then ...... Then Song Min's tragic career as a writer began......

"Blame me?" Yuan Siyu sighed, "If you want to blame, you can only be blamed for being too talented." ”

Burst......

Seeing Yuan Siyu talking nonsense in a serious manner, Song Min couldn't help laughing, really worried that there would be people who eat melons and come up to shoot bricks at any time.

After shopping, Yuan Siyufei took Song Min to watch the latest horror movie, Song Min spent the whole time trembling, and she didn't dare to watch the picture at all, just listening to this sound effect was enough for her to be scared for ten days and half a month.

Song Min's courage has reached a certain level, and she can be afraid of a little scary thing for a long time, especially when she can't sleep at night, she is always cranky, and she scares herself half to death every time.

"There are no ghosts in this world at all, what are you afraid of!" Yuan Siyu looked at Song Min's cowardly appearance, and couldn't help but want to pull down her hands that were covering her eyes.

"Yuan Siyu, you're too much." Song Min covered her eyes so hard that she longed to grow two more hands to cover her ears.

Yuan Siyu: "You just scare yourself all day long!" How could I have known someone as cowardly as you? ”