Shut up, I am really a pure love god of war!

Chapter 90 Trash! Trash!
"That--"

Wu Bo looked puzzled: "I believe Brother Yangzi is definitely smarter than me. Even I can see that the squad leader likes you, so you can see it."

"Since you like each other, why don't you just be explicit and be with the monitor directly?"

Bai Yang laughed and scolded, "Why are you gossiping so much? It's none of your business."

"I'm just curious." Wu Bo muttered, "And I feel a little sad."

Perhaps due to the alcohol, Wu Bo sighed: "Brother Yangzi, to be honest, I am actually quite jealous of you."

"You are so outstanding, there are so many beautiful girls who like you, whether it's the class monitor, that Xiao Zhenzhen, or..."

He paused and said, "These are all my dreams. If it were me, even if I only had one, it would be so beautiful."

"So, seeing that you didn't care at all, I felt a little...unsure of what to say."

"You are quite honest." Bai Yang punched his shoulder and said, "Everyone has their own life. Instead of envying others, it is better to be yourself. I have talked to you about this before, right?"

“Don’t dwell on what you don’t have and ignore what you do have.”

Wu Bo smiled bitterly: "Besides these two hundred kilograms of fat, what else do I have?"

"The position where these two hundred kilograms of fat of yours are standing is already the finish line that many people struggle their entire lives to reach."

At least, what Bai Yang had in his previous life for more than 30 years was far less than what Wu Bo has now.

Was it because I didn’t work hard enough in my previous life?
I'm afraid not.

Bai Yang chuckled and changed the subject: "I like you, but as for falling in love with you..."

He closed his eyes: "Life is a long journey, and it's common to be moved for a moment. Let's take it slow."

Wu Bo was a little confused and muttered, "What do you mean by take your time?"

"Brother Yangzi, what you mean is that you don't like me enough to want to confirm the relationship?"

But there was no response, Wu Bo only heard the sound of gentle breathing.

"You fell asleep now?"

He sighed again and rubbed his face vigorously.

Wu Bo still didn't understand what Bai Yang was thinking, but he could feel the implicit yet strong self-confidence between the lines of his words.

It can even be called arrogant.

He didn't know how to describe this arrogance. It was as if the things that ordinary people like him were flocking to were just scenery along the way for Bai Yang.

He can appreciate and play with them, but he won't stop there, as if those beautiful things should chase him instead of being chased by him.

Wu Bo thought for a while and uttered: "What a pretentious guy!"

But in my heart I have to admit that I may never be able to possess such a high status created by my arrogance.

"Let's just watch a movie."

He turned on the player skillfully.

"At least, the knowledge I have accumulated in this area is far better than even Brother Yangzi's!"

Bai Yang woke up in a daze near the early morning, his whole body aching as if it was about to fall apart.

Li Yang next to him was still fighting in the Summoner's Rift. He was extremely excited, while the screen on the other side was even more horrible to look at and indescribable.

"Brother Yangzi is awake?"

Hearing the noise, Li Yang stared at the screen and said, "We still have some time, let's play together?"

"No." Bai Yang yawned.

It is really hard to sleep well in an Internet cafe. The plots in my dreams all follow the sounds around me.

Li Yang's shouting mixed with the faint moans beside him, one can imagine how weird the scene Bai Yang dreamed of was.

Shaking his head, Bai Yang shook off the remaining dream memories in his mind and logged into QQ.

The beeping sound continued.

The king did not ring the bell today: "Xiaobai, I'm home."

"You didn't reply to my message again!" "Humph! I'm going to sleep! You have to take care of your breakfast tomorrow!"

Bai Yang quickly replied: "I fell asleep as soon as I sat down last night."

The other party didn't reply, probably he hasn't woken up yet.

So Bai Yang checked other unread messages.

Zhen Haoya: "Bai Yang, why didn't you come for a run today?"

It was a message about monsters spawning in the track and field stadium, and Bai Yang ignored it as usual.

Editor Lan Zhou: "Zhou Jiang's data this week is very good."

"It can be released this Friday. What do you think? Should we slow down the plot?"

Bai Yang replied: "Let's put it on the shelves on Friday. What are the specific data now?"

Unexpectedly, the message came back quickly:

"There are more than 10,000 followers in the background, which is already one of the best this year."

Bai Yang smiled slightly. This data was higher than he had expected.

If it were in the future, the first order would definitely be over 10,000. Unfortunately, in this era, putting the book on the shelves means a large number of readers will be lost and scattered to other pirated websites. Now, it would be good if half of the readers can stay and pay.

But no matter what, I can finally start earning royalties.

Editor Lan Zhou: "VIP chapter permissions will be available at 12 noon. Don't forget to publish on time. By the way, after the update on Thursday, I will post a warm-up message for the release."

Bai Yang: "Okay."

These are common sense to Bai Yang, and he would know them even if the editor didn't remind him.

"Are you going to say anything about the launch?"

Bai Yang thought for a moment and said, "Readers these days are relatively innocent. If I play up my pity, I can at least retain 10% of readers who pay to read the book."

For example, I ate steamed corn bread for a month, and lived in an Internet cafe for a month by borrowing online loans before I finally waited for the products to be put on the shelves. I just waited until they were put on the shelves so that I could have a bowl of instant noodles.

Or the family is unfortunate, the father is gambling, the mother is sick, and there are three ignorant sisters. He shoulders the burden of the family alone, while moving bricks at the construction site, and still squeezes out time to update his writing at night.
Bai Yang couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.

Although he has countless templates of playing the victim in his mind, Bai Yang will naturally not use this method.

The quality of "Weird World" is solid enough, so you can just write the normal remarks for its release.

drip.

Zhong Xilu’s avatar jumped up, Bai Yang raised his eyebrows and clicked on the message.

The king didn't ring the bell today: "I thought you would play games all night, but you fell asleep directly. Were you really drunk last night?"

"Trash!"

poplar:"."

Comrade Xiao Zhong is becoming more and more arrogant.

Bai Yang typed quickly: "I just drank too much and have completely blacked out. What did we do last night?"

The king is not ringing the bell today: "Ah?"

"Where did the blackout begin?"

Bai Yang: "I stopped drinking after the first glass of wine. Maybe it's because I drank too quickly."

The king won’t ring the bell today: “???”

"You don't remember anything about what happened next?"

Bai Yang: “I don’t remember at all.”

He chuckled and typed:
"What's wrong? Did anything important happen last night?"

There was no reply for a long time.

Then suddenly, Zhong Xilu’s profile picture turned gray.

(End of this chapter)