Reborn on the Happy Hall + Spoiler

Zhao Xin was nailed to the wheelchair, and it was the first time that his legs felt so heavy—so heavy that he couldn't even move his fingertips.

His father's words didn't hit the nail on the head, but it was like a long spear that poked a bloody hole in his heart.

Yes, he was right.All the possibilities he said were correct.

The first thought in Zhao Xin's mind was that I was so weak.

Is it weakness?is weak.He doesn't have enough confidence to declare that he will spend his whole life with words—whatever "Donaldson writes stories about Donaldson", the more he has nothing, the more he grasps something and doesn't want to let go.Literature is what he grasped. In the past 30 years, he dragged his disabled body and had nothing but literature.

If he had nothing, he could keep writing, but because of love, he fell in love with Liu Yusheng, so he had to admit the possibility his father described: maybe one day he would stop writing, or he I don’t write about Tanmei anymore, so will Liu Yusheng still worship him?

Maybe one day "Donaldson" disappears from the Internet—when an Internet author dies without writing this id—he returns to life, an ordinary disabled Zhao Xin, then will Liu Yusheng still like him? ?Liu Yusheng can kiss his calf when he is throbbing, but is Liu Yusheng willing to be with his disability for decades to come?

"I'm not saying he's not sincere enough for you," Professor Zhao added in a low voice, "but whether it's you or me, we have to admit that when your mother and I get old, we won't be able to take care of you like we are now , we can't even lift your wheelchair... At that time you needed Liu Yusheng's care. When you are old, you will need him more, you have no children, your relationship is not restricted and recognized, you only have each other... At that time, will he continue to love you and stay with you? Zhao Xin, this requires deep love."

Zhao Xin suddenly felt a great pain in his chest, he even wanted to call Liu Yusheng, right now, he wanted to ask Liu Yusheng, will you always love me?

He was terrified. He was defeated so easily. It turns out that the good things in the world are not strong. Colored clouds are fragile and glass is brittle. .He was afraid and wronged, he was not the unrestrained and talented Donaldson, he was just a helpless Zhao Xin who longed to be loved and accompanied.Not only is he so helpless, but he is also so greedy. He is disabled and incomplete, but he also wants abundant and lasting love.

He wanted to ask Liu Yusheng, will you always love me?

But he couldn't ask, he realized suddenly, he didn't dare.

Chapter 68

At 11:40 noon on Monday, Bing Wang made up the update of "I Don't Want Superpowers".At 08:30 that night, the live broadcast of the new week began.

The live broadcast was still co-hosted by Fang Wen and Zhang Li, and the six authors were also present. Surprisingly, the live broadcast went very smoothly: there were no crowds of fans swiping the screen to quarrel, and there was no interaction between the authors. Questioning, even Donaldson, who has always been cautious about words, suddenly became active-when agreeing on the outline, Donaldson very proactively put forward his ideas.

Pink Meow laughed and clicked her tongue: "I added [-] words in one breath, and I have a much deeper grasp of the storyline than we do."

In the second year, Yun took over the conversation and joked: "A man needs a good kidney."

In a happy atmosphere, the live broadcast ended.

Zhang Li turned off the microphone, and shrugged at Fang Wen: "Donaldson has two brushes, and there are many people chasing him in the barrage—is the direction of the wind changing too fast?"

There were only the two of them in the soundproof room, so Fang Wen reached out and touched the top of Zhang Li's head: "Could it be the navy?"

"I don't think so, hey, did Editor Fang know to hire a sailor?"

"Just kidding," Fang Wen explained in a gentle voice, "Donaldson's [-] characters are well written, and the readers know it well, so of course he's cheated."

"How much better it can be written, it's not an online article," Zhang Li pouted, "He got the canned octopus before and dropped out of school, and I can't forgive him just for that."

"This circle is like this. It seems easy to be tempted and hyped, but in fact the most important thing is the work... And since the canned hairtail forgives him... right?"

Zhang Li said with emotion: "Canned octopus is also really good, this can be forgiven."

Fang Wen smiled and said, "Is it because of love?"

"That's okay? If so," Zhang Li suddenly approached Fang Wen and held his hand, "Then if I do such a bad thing someday, will you forgive me?"

"Forgive, forgive, forgive," Fang Wen smiled and raised their hands and shook, "What are you going to do? Are you secretly drinking my Kanto soup?"

"Hey, you still said—"

The two turned off the lights in the soundproof room, and parted their holding hands when they were about to go out.

Zhang Li took a step back and suppressed her smile: "Editor Fang."

Fang Wen nodded very cooperatively: "Well, Minister Zhang."

A few seconds later, the two faced each other again, and laughed "puchi".

At the same time, Xu Yihan and Deng Yuan sat shoulder to shoulder on the sofa.

"Just go this route," Xu Yihan turned the ipad screen to Deng Yuan, "Men disguised as women, this is popular now."

On the screen is a man dancing hotly—even though he looks completely like a woman—he is wearing a fluorescent orange miniskirt, a pure white cropped T-shirt, and a pair of smooth double ponytails behind his ears, looking sexy and innocent .After the dance, the male anchor sat back in front of the computer panting. He looked at the screen, and then rolled his delicate eyes: "Aren't you bothering me? I practiced this dance for a long time... just breathing is enough, let's go!" drive away."

Deng Yuan stared blankly at the man on the screen. In fact, his eyebrows and eyes were not exquisite, but the makeup on his face was beautifully drawn: slender eyebrows and eyes, small nose bridge, and a touch of dark red lips.His voice is also thin and soft, like a defenseless kitten.

"Is he...a transgender?" Deng Yuan's eyes slid to the male anchor's chest, which was protruding.

"No, it's a man disguised as a woman," Xu Yihan asked, "Have you seen a transgender anchor?"

"……No."

"That's right, these platforms don't accept transsexuals." Xu Yihan smiled.

Deng Yuan didn't smile, and still had a naive surprised expression: "Then he is a transvestite?"

"He's just a normal man," Xu Yihan clasped Deng Yuan's soft shoulders, "He makes money from this, you may not know, sister, it's very popular for men to dress up as women now."

Deng Yuan looked blank: "Is there anyone who likes to watch it? Don't they think...it's weird?"

"Sister, let me tell you," Xu Yihan leaned into Deng Yuan's ear, and said softly, "To be an anchor, you have to be able to take jokes. Look at this anchor, he emphasizes that he is a straight man every day, and is scolded by the audience every day." Pervert', isn’t he still joking? Those who scold him are the same, scolding him while happily watching his live broadcast. Why do you say he wears women’s clothing? There are not so many reasons, it’s just interesting, fun, for everyone Make a fresh picture."

Xu Yihan pinched Deng Yuan's shoulders, as if to remind him to concentrate: "On the contrary, if you explain to everyone the reason why you wear women's clothing in a very serious way, such as gender cognitive impairment, transvestism, etc. Yes, everyone is not interested in you anymore, because watching the live broadcast is just a way to relax, the more serious you are, the more boring everyone will find it-do you understand me?"

Deng Yuan turned his head to look at Xu Yihan, his lips were pursed into a line, and his brows were also wrinkled.

"Yihan, but I'm not a man like him who disguises himself as a woman... I just want to become a woman. My situation is different from his."

"If you don't tell me, who knows that you really want to be a woman? You see, he also has breasts, but his breasts are fake and yours are real. Hey, his breasts look bigger than yours."

"but I……"

Xu Yihan looked away, deliberately not looking at Deng Yuan's face: "I know you have your own thoughts, but sister, I need your help - only you can help me, really." He didn't think he was lying, he couldn't find another person who was as suitable as Deng Yuan: who owed him money, gentle and obedient, with little mind, and beautiful.

Anyway, you won't be forgiven, so be a complete scum, Xu Yihan hugged Deng Yuan slightly, and said in an intimate tone: "Let me tell you how to help me, sister, I need you to be a man on this platform." Anchor dressed as a woman, you are so beautiful that you will definitely become popular, of course I will spend money to support you, and then—"

The phone rang, and Xu Yihan's words were blocked abruptly.

It's Yang Liqiu.

"Hello, Li Qiu?" Xu Yihan wanted to go to the balcony to answer the phone, but he still had his arms around Deng Yuan, and somehow, he didn't want to let go.