My Love Style Is A Bit Abnormal

Chapter 222, [He was never the moon]

Squinting lazily, Su Yunqing tilted her head to look at Xiao Yi.

There was a bit of confusion in her watery eyes, and then she tightened the coat on her body with her small hands and said confusedly.

"Are you finished?"

In the cold spring, the cool breeze slowly blew the messy burgundy bangs on her forehead, and in an instant there was a thrilling beauty shining brightly in the starry night.

Xiao Yi was a little lost in a trance.

Is she really still Su Yunqing?

"Well, the first part is almost over, do you want to watch it now?"

Eyelids shrugged twice, Su Yunqing yawned and closed her eyes.

"Then wait for you to finish writing. I'm so sleepy. Squint for a while and call me when you're finished."

With that said, the woman twisted her body and lay on the stone table and fell asleep again.

His eyes stayed on her for a long time, seeing that she seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, Xiao Yi got up and went back to the living room to refill the teacup, then walked to the end of the garden and stood at the railing, silently watching the neon night scene under the mountain. .

The heat in the teacup rose, and Xiao Yi's thoughts were drawn away.

I don't know how long it will last in isolation in this villa area.

Although it is not worrying about eating and drinking, it is not a problem to continue like this.

If they go back one day later, Qingyi and Xiaoxiao will be afraid for one more day.

Even if they comforted themselves that they were fine, how could they really relax.

In addition, the matter of Su Yunqing has always been on her mind, Xiao Yi has no time to deal with it now, and she does not know whether she has returned to Yanjing, or is still staying in the magic capital.

You must know that the current Magic City is a hard-hit area, and Xiao Yi is always uneasy without knowing her specific safety.

All sorts of things followed.

...

The time has come to spring.

The nights of early spring are always cold. Although the snow and ice melted and hundreds of flowers bloomed, Xiao Yi's mood was always unhappy.

After a long silence in the garden, Xiao Yi returned to the pavilion.

At this time, Su Yunqing had woken up and was looking at him quietly with his elbows.

"woke up?"

Sitting on the stool, Xiao Yi said something casually.

"Um."

With a light hum, Su Yunqing took off his coat and returned it to Xiao Yi, then walked towards the living room again.

Looking at her background, Xiao Yi shook his head and continued to immerse himself in the world of the three-body.

It was about ten o'clock at night when the first part was finished.

Xiao Yi looked up and found that Su Yunqing appeared again on the swing not far away.

Her hair swayed gently in the breeze.

The light gauze danced, and the fragrance of flowers came from all directions.

Under the moonlit night, the women, the swings, the gardens, the harmony of the pictures is inexplicably wonderful.

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the next day.

When Xiao Yi woke up, it was already dawn.

After washing up, go to the living room.

Before he got close, Xiao Yi heard a loud noise from the TV.

Su Yunqing was lying on the yoga mat and was learning the movements on the TV.

She was wearing a tight dress, which outlined the graceful lines on her graceful figure, and her long white and slender legs and two arms were also exposed to the air.

Xu Shi had been practicing for a while, and Su Yunqing's skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and the hair on his forehead was also stuck with sweat.

So Xiao Yi couldn't help but watch it for a while.

Perhaps it was because she felt something, Su Yunqing turned her head to take a look, and when she found Xiao Yi behind her, her movements couldn't help but stagnate.

Then calmly said.

"I finished reading it last night, and the typos have been corrected for you."

"Are you going to publish it online?"

Su Yunqing's words were natural, and she didn't twist at all, as if she didn't care at all when Xiao Yi saw him doing yoga.

Pouring himself a glass of water, Xiao Yi sat down on the sofa and smiled.

"I have this idea."

"In this society, physical publishing has gradually become outdated. If you want to gain greater exposure, it is naturally best to publish novels online."

Nodding her head, Su Yunqing turned off the TV, put away the yoga mat, then picked up the water glass beside her and drank it with her greasy neck up, and then said.

"You shouldn't be thinking about earning royalties, right?"

"The quality of this novel is very high. At least none of the works of the same type I have read can compare to it. Even in this year's World Science Fiction Awards, it is not surprising that it won the gold award."

"Even a Nobel Prize in Literature is highly likely..."

This rating is not low.

But in Xiao Yi's view, it's also a fact.

Not to mention that the sci-fi in this world is still in its infancy, even in the era of online literature in which a hundred flowers bloomed in later generations, the birth of the Three-Body Problem was a nuclear bomb.

Xiao Yi certainly doesn't doubt its quality.

But posting it online...

Xiao Yi is not interested in any of the largest novel websites on the market.

It's not because of their lack of traffic, but once the novel is published on their website, it means that the copyright of the Three-Body Problem will be handed over.

Xiao Yi is not so stupid yet.

He would choose this time to write the three-body. First, life is too boring and he wants to find something to do for himself. Second, such a treasure has been dusty all the time. Xiao Yi felt unhappy in his heart, so he thought about doing a warm-up in advance.

Its popularity Xiao Yi is not worried at all, and it may not take long for it to become popular both inside and outside the world.

At that time, it can also be used as a medium to open up a large IP.

As for the Science Fiction Prize, the Nobel Prize for Literature…

If I remember correctly, no one in the Xia Kingdom of this world has ever won a Nobel Prize.

This has also become a thorn in the hearts of countless people.

Who doesn't look forward to the highest hall, it's a pity that the Nobel Prize is announced every year, and the name of the Xia people will never appear.

Even if one or two pop up occasionally, they are all Xia descendants, and they cannot be called pure Xia people.

Seeing Xiao Yi pondering there, Su Yunqing didn't chat, and walked into the bathroom with a towel.

Every now and then, the sound of water rustled faintly in the living room.

Through the blurry glass, Xiao Yi seemed to be able to see a hazy figure.

Shaking his head and smiling, Xiao Yi took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Jingman.

A few seconds later, the call was connected, and Zhang Jingman's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Well, boss~"

"Aren't you awake yet?"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Xiao Yi said.

"Wake up, wake up, it was too late to play with Qin Shi and the others last night."

Playing too late?

How did you play?

Who is playing whom?

Hearing this, Xiao Yi's mind couldn't help but come up with a fragrant picture.

He didn't ask too much. He first cared about whether they had been affected by the epidemic, and then said seriously.

"Jingman, please contact the planning department and ask them to make a novel section today."

"The novel version is fast?"

"Boss, are you going to enter the online literature world?"

"It's too early to say the word march, let them make a template first, and I'm going to publish a novel on it."

ha?

Listening to this, in a high-end apartment in the magic capital, most of Zhang Jingman's drowsiness suddenly disappeared.

Does the boss also write novels?

In order to publish it online, you deliberately created a novel version to come out soon?

tsk tsk.

Serious fiction?

If this thing does not have a certain experience and writing style, can it be read?

"Boss, can you tell me what type of writing you wrote?"

"Sci-Fi."

sci-fi?

Zhang Jingman was a little confused.

Shouldn't you write a scumbag essay about a domineering president?

If it is this type, Zhang Jingman still has some confidence in what the boss wrote.

just science fiction...

Although Zhang Jingman doesn't know much about online articles, she also knows that this is the type that dogs don't touch.

"Okay, don't think about it, let me know."

With a small smile, Xiao Yi has already put the phone away.

At this time, Su Yunqing had finished bathing, and the servants in the villa had almost prepared breakfast.

Han Yun came to the living room and saw that Xiao Yi was on the phone just now and didn't bother him. She was sitting at the dining table with a newspaper and watching it carefully.

The atmosphere is warm and demure.

 …

After breakfast, Xiao Yi went back to the room, and Su Yunqing followed slowly.

The bedroom is quiet.

The fine sunlight poured in from the branches and leaves outside the window, giving people a warm and relaxed feeling.

Xiao Yi sat at the desk and worked hard on the second volume of the Three-Body Problem.

【Dark Forest】

Su Yunqing was sitting next to him, translating the first English version of the manuscript.

When she learned that Xiao Yi was going to publish the book online, Su Yunqing volunteered to be an English translator.

Originally, Xiao Yi could do this kind of thing by himself, after all, his foreign language proficiency is unparalleled.

However, with Su Yunqing doing the work for him, Xiao Yi also enjoys leisure.

The atmosphere was subtle, and no one spoke casually.

Only the crisp keyboard sound continued to sound in the bedroom.

Occasionally, Su Yunqing would turn her eyes to discuss with Xiao Yi the specialized terminology in the novel, and then she would turn her head to translate the English version of the Three-Body Problem seriously.

Halfway through, Han Yun knocked on the door with a plate of fruit.

When I saw the picture inside the house, I was a little relieved.

Before, her eldest daughter and Xiao Yi had some disagreements, and Han Yun saw it in her eyes. Han Yun also knew the bottom line of Yun Qing's deviant feelings.

I just don't know what happened during this time, the eldest daughter's personality has changed so much.

Although Han Yun was very puzzled, she was happy to see such a scene.

It's not that the sisters are separated from each other, and the appearance is detached. Because of the existence of Xiao Yi, the smell of gunpowder is full.

Seeing that both of them were concentrating on the work at hand, Han Yun didn't disturb them, put down the fruit in her hand and left quietly.

 …

noon.

Zhang Jingman called, and the novel version was about to be released.

After all, it’s just to add a section, and it doesn’t require any complicated procedures. In addition, it is the big boss’s instructions. Naturally, the planning department spares no effort to work, so that it can be successfully completed in a few hours.

Xiao Yi opened Beila Beila's website and saw the novel version Kuai behind the ghost animal section.

Because it is a new section, there are no books in reserve yet, so the page still looks blank.

However, the corresponding categories, lists, and functions are readily available.

Just as Xiao Yi was staring at the computer screen, Su Yunqing also raised her head at this moment, her eyes a little tired.

Xiao Yi smiled at her, then took the notebook in her hand and looked at it.

"Do you understand?"

Su Yunqing asked curiously.

Xiao Yi didn't reply to her, but just read it out in full, and at the same time corrected some of the grammatical errors that were not easily noticeable.

Su Yunqing's eyes widened with a look of disbelief.

His English level is so high?

Didn't he study Chinese language and literature?

If you don't look at his appearance, you will think he is an out-and-out Englishman by his tone.

All right.

Su Yunqing once again discovered a potential excellent trait in Xiao Yi.

Singing, painting, novels, English...

How many advantages does he have that he doesn't know about?

"Why are you looking at me? Haven't you seen someone handsome?"

Seeing Su Yunqing staring at him, Xiao Yi joked.

With a disdainful snort, Su Yunqing turned her eyes to the side, then stood up.

"I've seen handsome people a lot. It's the first time I've seen someone as shameless as you."

After speaking, the figure has disappeared into the bedroom.

Xiao Yi frowned.

It sounds like there is some flirting in it.

Xiao Yi found that he couldn't understand the relationship between two people more and more.

Moreover, for several days, Su Yunqing did not mention another word about Su Yunqing.

It's not like her style.

After lunch.

Xiao Yi uploaded the first part of the Three-Body Problem to Beila Beila.

Because of Zhang Jingman's advance notice, the person in charge of the novel version Kuai also passed the review in a timely manner.

It should be said that no review is required.

Even if the boss wrote some plots that are not allowed on the market, the person in charge of the novel would not dare to complain.

After all, this is beep, beep, and it's not the jurisdiction of the San Shao surnamed Tang who made his fortune by writing and erasing texts and then kicked the door away.

But speaking of it, the person in charge was very curious about the novels written by the big boss. After notifying Zhang Jingman about it, he sat in front of the computer with great interest and "appreciated" the big boss's masterpiece.

at the same time.

Many users who are browsing Beila Beila have also discovered a new section of the website.

I clicked on this website with curiosity, and found that there was only one book in this section.

The name is also inexplicable.

【Three-body】

 …

Another round of the bright moon hangs high.

Spring is getting closer.

More and more buds are budding in the garden.

in the gazebo.

A bottle of red wine rests on the stone table.

Su Yunqing dangled sandals, sipping fine wine leisurely, and smeared rose red Kodan on her delicate toes.

Under the moonlight, it seemed a little dazzling.

She tilted her head and looked at the quiet figure in front of the guest bedroom window, with intriguing arcs in her eyes.

Xu Shi felt something in his heart, Xiao Yi raised his head and looked directly at her.

Immediately after seeing Su Yunqing smiling at him, he shook the wine glass in his hand.

That means as if to say.

Would you like a drink?

After thinking about it, Xiao Yi didn't refuse, got up and went outside.

The moonlight is beautiful tonight.

Being halfway up the mountain, he could face the Haoyue hanging above his head even more directly. When he looked up, the full moon was like a silver plate, like an ice mirror.

Qinghui scattered all over the place.

Su Yunqing had a smile in her eyes, and the peach blossom eyes were filled with water waves, and she quietly watched the figure who was intoxicated with her head raised in the midst of the flowers.

suddenly.

Reminds me of a sentence I once read in a novel.

[He was never the moon]

【He is your mirror】

(Are there still dramas for 1,000 monthly tickets?)

(End of this chapter)