After Being Bent by Reader

Xu Chuanchuan tried to make the character design and outline of the new article, but couldn't type out a word after struggling for a long time.

She found a very strange thing, as long as she moved her mind, Murong Shi's indifferent face appeared in her mind.Those phoenix eyes were so beautiful, as if they knew she was spying, they stared at her unfriendlyly, reminding her not to go too far.

Reality is reality, and novels are novels. How can people who are obsessed with three dimensions write others into their articles?If Murong Shi knows about this...

Of course, Murong Shi might never know in this lifetime.

But it's not okay, it's too unkind...

Xu Chuanchuan shook his head vigorously, trying to drive out his ridiculous thoughts.After retreating like this, she had no inspiration anymore, and went to harass An Ji in a helpless manner.

An Ji seemed to have no time to talk to her when she was writing.

Thinking that brain holes are destined to cause insomnia, Xu Chuanchuan clicked on the reader group, and said hello in it: "Is there any girl up so late?"

--I!

——+1

——It’s almost two o’clock, you’re still awake, you’re not typing, are you?

When Xu Chuanchuan tapped lightly on the keyboard, another line of words appeared in front of his eyes.

——If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, you must have no sex. Life!Is Da Da still single, lacking a girlfriend?Coincidentally, I am also missing, I can still warm the bed~

This is not the first time it has been molested by readers.Xu Chuanchuan snapped his fingers, and as soon as he hesitated, the group exploded.

——Elderly, I don’t have a girlfriend either. I’m a loli, you can keep me!

——Da Da must be a cute and cute girl, I will take care of you!

——Hey, hey, you haven't said anything yet, what should you grab? What if you have a girlfriend?

——Probably not, I’ve never heard Da Da mention it, come out soon @爱吃麻辣甜.

——Is it likely that you were scared away by us?

……

In front of the computer, Xu Chuanchuan kept her hands hanging in the air. After a few seconds of stalemate, she deleted the words she typed before and typed "I'm not crooked" again.Before she pressed the Enter key, someone eagerly answered for her.

— Quiet, quiet, let me say a few words.Have all the current readers changed?Don't you know that your family is a straight steel pipe? ? ?

The person who said this was An Ji. In the group, she was wearing a vest of "love to eat hot pot". No one except Xu Chuanchuan knew her true identity.As a group manager, An Ji's words still carry weight.

——It’s so big that it’s not curved?How can such a cute little sister not bend, I don't believe [crying]

——Even if it's straight, it's time to bend after writing so many Lily books. It's unscientific not to bend!

——Are you a big fan?

Xu Chuanchuan finally couldn't hold back and replied: "No shit! I like men!"

——Da Da, you are so cruel, you broke my dream [grievance]

——No matter how old I am, I still love you [kiss], I used to think that I was straight, since I read your article, I can’t help thinking about falling in love with your protagonist when I close my eyes, sometimes I also dream of [Shame] in my dreams, does this mean that I am about to bend?

Can sexual orientation be changed at will?This is unlikely, right? !

Looking at the text in the chat window, Xu Chuanchuan couldn't help wondering: "Why have I never dreamed of falling in love with my male god?"

Xu Chuanchuan's male god is a popular niche nowadays, with good looks, acting skills, and good singing.

She closed her eyes in a strange way, but unexpectedly, the male god didn't appear, but Murong Shi's cold face appeared again.

Xu Chuanchuan was taken aback. She opened her eyes suddenly, patted her chest, and muttered: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I don't dare to flirt with you anymore, so please forgive me... "

The group was still discussing the issue of "curvy and straight", so Xu Chuanchuan didn't dare to take up the quarrel anymore, so he had an idea and sent a red envelope with his mobile phone.

A group of people started crazily grabbing red envelopes, and quickly covered up the previous topic.

Before going to bed, Xu Chuanchuan lay on the bed and checked the comments on her mobile phone, and then found out that someone voted for her just finished article.It’s nothing, what’s amazing is the reader’s nickname—Passerby A.

Xu Chuanchuan's hands reacted before her brain. She clicked into Passerby A's backstage, and found that it was the same Passerby A who threw mines at her inexplicably.The difference is that this person fully subscribed to her article this time.

Xu Chuanchuan thought quietly: "Does she really like my text so much?"

She should like it very much, otherwise why would she be willing to reward her so much?

When Xu Chuanchuan saw Murong Shi again, she was very guilty. In the corridor, she lowered her head and said, "Ms. Murong, good morning."

"Good morning." Murong Shi said greetings, but her voice didn't fluctuate, she seemed to be so lukewarm to everyone.

Xu Chuanchuan didn't dare to stay longer, and left in a hurry close to the wall.

Murong Shi watched her back and watched her enter the tea room.

Linda was at a loss: "What are you looking at?"

Murong Shi narrowed her eyes slightly, her sharp gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the wall, and said, "Do you think she is special?"

Linda followed her gaze, where could she see Xu Chuanchuan's figure?

Murong Shi's question was so strange, Linda couldn't figure out what she wanted to say, recalled the image of Xu Chuanchuan in her mind for a while, and said: "He looks very cute, as for the others... I don't think it's anything special ah."

Murong Shi looked back, laughed inaudibly, and said, "I didn't find anything special either."

Linda: "..."

Although there is no way to directly confirm it, but Murong Shi has an intuition that Xu Chuanchuan is 99% likely to be the author who loves to eat Malatang.

Such an ordinary-looking employee hidden in the company, who would have thought that she could write novels?And the writing seems to be pretty good.

I can't tell at all, but he is actually a writer of Lily novels... Could it be that Xu Chuanchuan is also a lesbian?

Murong Shi withdrew her mind and walked straight into the general manager's office.

Linda drafted the new company rules and regulations according to Murong Shi's instructions, and she has already sent the revised document to Murong Shi's mailbox, reminding: "Please see if there is anything that needs to be changed."

Murong Shi collected her mailbox, opened the files in the compressed package and looked at them one by one.It was all textual content, she felt a little dizzy and yawned, and Linda saw it.

Linda: "Didn't sleep well last night?"

"En." Murong Shi responded lightly, and took a sip of the coffee in hand.

Linda looked at her face carefully, and lowered her voice: "Isn't it because of reading novels?"

The air conditioner in the room was turned on very high, and circles of white mist rose from the coffee cup, enveloping the eyes that lacked warmth.Murong Shi drank her coffee calmly, her eyes rolled around, she looked at a certain place on the table, and said, "What is that?"

Linda brought over the piles of documents and said, "Employee files and some old documents, do you want to see them now?"

Murong Shi pointed to the tabletop and said, "Leave it for now, you can go out."

Interrupted by such an interruption, Linda didn't dare to inquire any more, put down her things, turned around and left.

Murong Shi drank half of the liquid in the glass slowly.This coffee has a lot of sugar added, and she is a bit tired of drinking it.She put down the cup, looked back at the computer screen, looked at the densely packed text in front of her eyes, and thought about the question Linda asked her just now.

She didn't get enough sleep last night, it was indeed because of the novel.

In fact, that novel didn't have any very attractive charm. Murong Shi even felt that some plots were too childish. She resisted the urge to give a negative score several times.

I am very disgusted, but the strange thing is that the more I read Murong Shi, the more I can't stop it. The author's unpretentious words seem to have some magical power, which makes people relax physically and mentally. I can't help but want to keep reading.By the time she finished the 30-word novel, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

At the end of the article, Murong Shi saw her vest in "The Author Has Something to Say".

——Thank you for the deep-water fish thrown by Passerby A. I love you~

It's quite polite, but the last six words make people uncomfortable.

The balance was too much to spend, and the drowsy Murong Shi casually threw a deep-water torpedo, then fell asleep.

There are so many documents that I can't read them all in a while. Murong Shi called Linda in and said, "You send an email, saying that the whole company will be cleaned up in the afternoon, and you should check it before you leave work. Deduct performance points from everyone in their department."

Linda took the task and went out.

So, in the afternoon, the whole company was in chaos.

Murong Shi paid her full attention to the documents Linda sent her without hearing anything outside the window. During the period, she went to the bathroom, not wanting to meet Xu Chuanchuan there.

Xu Chuanchuan was standing by the sink, the movement at the door caught her attention, she raised her head and found that the person who came in was Murong Shi, with a look of unnaturalness flashing across her face, she said, "Miss Murong...do you want to wash your hands?" ?”

Seeing her avoiding to the side, Murong Shi did not move.Looking at the delicate and fair face in front of her, and thinking about reading the Xiaobaitian pet article written by this person all night, Murong Shi felt a little strange in her heart.

Seeing Xu Chuanchuan's horror, she worried that Murong Shi thought she was hiding here and being lazy, so she twisted the water on the rag and walked to the door: "I'm going back to work."

When she was about to pass by, Murong Shi stopped her and said inexplicably, "Your waist is healed?"

"what?"