In the living room, Jiang Li's coding process was interrupted. Gu Ruolan sat next to him holding the cat, talking incessantly.
"Actually, I wrote one when I was in junior high school. Mary Sues were popular at that time, so I followed suit and wrote one. Then I wanted to make something different, so I wrote that the heroine had pink hair. It’s not dyed, it’s natural, haha. I remember writing a lot, tens of thousands of words. After I finished writing, it was passed around to the students in the class, and even passed it to other classes. Later, I probably passed it. Give it three to five days and let their class teacher find out."
"Their class teacher asked who wrote it. Finally, after asking around, he found out that it was me who wrote it. Then he gave it to our class teacher directly. When it was time for self-study, our class teacher asked me to stand on the podium and give it to everyone. I recited it to my classmates, and at that time I felt that my writing was particularly good. I stood on it and recited it with special emotions, and my voice was full of emotion. At that time, our class teacher’s face turned dark, haha.”
In fact, according to the etiquette of hospitality, you have to smile at this time, but Jiang Li only responded with silence.
How can I put it, I really saw it.
[She is a familiar person. Even if she only meets you once, she can be considered a friend.]
When she heard Lin Luo say this, she thought it was an excuse, but now she realized that she couldn't say it was true, but that it was too conservative.
We had just met, and this woman showed a very familiar look. She sat next to her with her cat in her arms. After noticing that she was writing, she asked, "Are you writing?", and she just said yes, and then she He talked to himself for a long time, and after he finished speaking, he was just enjoying himself.
This person was really very strange. Jiang Li didn't know what words to use to describe him. He searched for a long time, but in the end he could only use a modern word to describe this person. He really had no sense of boundaries.
"You must be feeling thirsty after talking so much. Come on, drink some water and let your throat rest."
"Thanks."
Lin Luo brought a glass of water over. Gu Ruolan thanked him, took a sip from the water glass, and then asked Jiang Li, "What type of writing is it?"
".history."
"Is it that old saying?"
"no."
"That is."
Lin Luo answered from the side, "She writes about historical hegemony."
"Historical hegemony?"
Gu Ruolan was startled for a moment, "This kind of thing should be read by men, right? Why do you, a girl, write this kind of thing? Oh~ I understand, it's just to make money, right?"
Then she started talking to herself again, "The Internet is mainly about making money from men. I have seen on the Internet before that some male video authors can earn millions a month. What about you, you can earn a month How many?"
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This question is really presumptuous. Not to mention the rest, the first sentence is how many millions others earn, and then it is followed by the question how much do you earn.
I earn two and a half thousand a month, sometimes less than that.
Of course, Jiang Li couldn't say that. He was silent for a while and said, "I don't make money from this."
"Part-time job?"
"Um."
"I think you talk very little. When we met that time, you were sitting under the shed reading a book. I thought you were very cold. Now that we have met, I feel even colder. I can't even talk to you when I sit together. "
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This question is very philosophical.
There is a mysterious coexistence of realism and abstraction.
Realism refers to the fact that Jiang Li is really aloof, while abstraction refers to the following sentence: I can't even talk to you when I sit together.
I haven't stopped talking since I walked in.
What else do you want to talk about?
In other words, you are the type who still needs someone to chat with you?
What, what type is she?
Cooked from scratch and in a conspicuous package.
Lin Luo has already determined her personality. Not only is she a social cow, but she also has a strong desire to express herself.
For people like this, what they need is not someone else to chat with them back and forth, but what they need more is a qualified listener.
As for what criteria are considered qualified, if she hums from time to time or nods her head to show that she is listening while she is speaking, then she is considered qualified.
If you nod your head, replace "um" with "yes", "that's right", "that's right", "that's right", "that's what it's like", and then go on, it's quite interesting.
If you master these words proficiently and can throw them out in the right context, you will be top praise.
So although Jiang Li can't reach the top level of praise, it still perfectly fits the type of audience she needs.
Lin Luo went to look at Gu Ruolan's expression, and sure enough, she didn't look disappointed because Jiang Li said too little, and the enthusiasm on her face did not diminish at all.
"Hey, talking about this, I remembered a funny thing. When I went to play your digital game, I took a video of you two and sent it to Douyin. Your boyfriend said that you guys still got it."
Gu Ruolan took out her cell phone from her pocket, "A few days later, a guy sent me a private message late at night and told me to delete the video. Look, pay attention to who he calls himself."
While she was talking, she raised her hand to pull out the chat history from that night, and then turned the screen of her phone to show them, "Did you see that he claimed to be using me? Isn't it interesting? There really are so many people these days. Hahaha"
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In this age where etiquette is ruined and music is ruined, and people are entertained to death, there is indeed something for everyone. Moreover, there are mostly fun people. This kind of group not only makes fun, they are also good at finding fun in monotonous life, and they will share it generously with the people around them, and then everyone will laugh together.
However, after Gu Ruolan laughed for a long time, she found that the two of them did not laugh together, and there was not even a slight smile on their faces. Under this situation, her laughter became smaller and smaller, and slowly stopped, and then she asked in confusion: "Don't you think it's interesting?"
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Thank you for sharing the fun with us, but maybe you find this fun very interesting.
But if I said that the fun person you met that night was sitting next to you, would you still find it interesting?
The atmosphere was a little cold, and the silence didn't last too long. Lin Luo said: "It's okay. Do you want to drink water? I'll get you a drink?"
".. Then I'm sorry to trouble you."
Gu Ruolan handed him the disposable paper cup, with a little frustration on her face. No one smiled at such an interesting thing.
This person calls himself me
Doesn't this attract your attention?
She adjusted her mood and asked again: "You just said that you write part-time, so what do you usually do?"
Lin Luo handed over the water and answered smoothly, "She is just like you, making videos and doing self-media."
"You are also a self-media, so what type of business are you in? Are you a cute pet? Are you also on Douyin?"
He asked three questions in a row, and Lin Luo just wanted to say, can you take a break?
By the way, let Jiang Zi rest for a while.
"Well, it's getting late, let's go downstairs to eat."
Eat this meal quickly and let her go. This is too cool.
Outrageous.
PS: It’s really outrageous. I have a fever of 38 degrees 9, my throat is extremely dry, my throat hurts, and my tonsils are inflamed. My mind is groggy and I am struggling at the moment. This chapter was coded with my mobile phone. Let's all read it together. I will update this chapter today. I hope the fever will go away tomorrow. I'm sorry everyone.
(End of chapter)
