I'm not popular, it's all your fault no matter what.

After half being forced to agree to accompany Fa Xiao on a trip to W City, Pei Qianling dawdled for a while before finally thinking of leaving.

Before going out, she thought of something and added:

"If you feel lonely during Chinese New Year, come to my house and spend it with us. My mother welcomes you too."

Cui Yan took a sip of water, and replied somewhat vaguely: "...Let's talk about it."

This is his usual excuse.

Pei Qianling gave him a helpless look, and silently closed the door.

There seems to be a world separated from the inside and outside of the door.

Cui Yan inside the door suddenly began to take a deep breath.

It was a bit annoying before, but after Pei Qianling walked by, it made people feel that the quietness was a bit too much.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable, his stomach was about to move, and the desire/desire to vomit stuck in his throat, Cui Yan took another big sip of water to suppress this feeling, because the hot water had already cooled down due to winter, it was freezing cold The water running down his throat chilled him.

After a while, Cui Yan suddenly realized that this nausea was because he hadn't eaten anything since morning.

But he didn't feel hungry, just a little nauseous.

Could it be that things are turned against each other when they are extreme, and they are so hungry that they want to vomit.

Cui Yan complained to himself and stood up, intending to go to the refrigerator to find something to eat. Before that, he accidentally opened the browser again.

The page that was directly closed before was automatically saved by the browser, and the interface of the personal center on G station was loaded, and there was a row of replies in the message.

The last time stopped at five hours ago.

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[Cooking Smoke] "Alice Madness Returns" full collection clearance process ([-])

[Yunshui Miaomiao] Reply: Complete √

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Cui Yan squinted at the time for a while, then snorted.

"That's it."

But er.

After reaching a conclusion like this, Cui Yan suppressed the inexplicable loss in his heart silently, walked to the refrigerator, opened it and looked at the empty inside, and couldn't help but fell silent.

Forget it, let’s go make instant noodles as usual.

Cui Yan reached out and took down Master X's braised beef noodles on the top of the refrigerator, but when he saw the word "instant noodles", he lost his appetite. If he remembered correctly, he had been eating it for almost a month...

... suddenly felt a sense of bleakness in my heart.

Cui Yan suddenly lost his appetite, and sat back on the sofa a little dying.

Opening the document, I stared at the open laptop with dull eyes, but for a moment I didn't know what I should do.

Feeling a little confused, Cui Yan simply opened the file on the computer and began to conceive the script.

Cui Yan liked playing games since he was a child, and later on he also began to desire to make games by himself, use games to bring happiness to others, and use games to tell the stories he wrote.

That's why he chose to major in game production in college.

Although it is inconvenient and difficult for one person to make a game, Cui Yan hopes that his first work can be completely done by himself.

half an hour later

Facing the document with only a few lines of words, Cui Yan closed it expressionlessly.

...well, no inspiration just yet.

With a "gululu", the feeling of hunger finally came long overdue, sweeping through the stomach with overwhelming force.

If anyone can know Cui Yan's situation at this time, it must be that men will be silent when they see it, and women will cry when they see it.

Cui Yan closed the notebook, looked at the deserted home, somehow remembered a sentence Pei Qianling said:

"Oh, I've been shown another face, I'm so cold, I might as well find a boyfriend."

Something went wrong, Cui Yan repeated the last sentence to himself: "Forget about finding a boyfriend."

Immediately realizing what he was talking about, his fair face instantly turned red, and he raised his hand reflexively and gave himself a shudder—"What am I thinking! I was really infected by Pei Qianling!!"

Angrily, Cui Yan grabbed his wallet and keys, got up and walked out.

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Walking out of the community, I walked to the nearby snack street. Because many shops were closed near the Chinese New Year, Cui Yan finally managed to find a wooden barrel rice shop and walked in.

The owner of the store is a very talkative person, he likes to chat with everyone, but Cui Yan is the most difficult to deal with this kind of person. After a few sentences, the boss also saw that he is not good at words, so he didn't say any more. He quickly turned to the kitchen to cook.

The cashier seemed to be the boss's daughter, and Cui Yan had heard her call the boss "Dad" before.

The little girl probably only went to high school, and she was a little shorter than Cui Yan. She lowered her head, as if she was looking at the cash register, but actually she was secretly looking at Cui Yan.

Unexpectedly, such gazes were easily noticed by the sensitive Cui Yan. Cui Yan took out his mobile phone and bowed his head silently praying to the shop owner to quickly bring the wooden barrel rice.

While pretending to be playing with his mobile phone, Cui Yan thought quickly in his mind whether he hadn't combed his hair before going out, buttoned his clothes wrongly, or didn't zip his trousers, which made people look at him like this.

He lowered his head and glanced quietly at the crotch, seeing that the zipper was well pulled, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and his back straightened a lot.

Finally, the wooden barrel rice was served, Cui Yan picked up the chopsticks, the heat from the rice covered his glasses, he had to take off the glasses and put them aside, squinting to get used to the lack of prescription for the time being A world of support.

The cashier girl blinked and lowered her head to resist the urge to scream. She took out her phone and quickly tweeted:

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@今天also guilty of nympho V: I helped out in my dad's shop and saw a super cute little brother!He is here for dinner, and everyone knows that my dad is a chatterbox [doge] My little brother is the kind of shy and introverted person who looks a little overwhelmed and very cute [lick screen] Just now he ordered the meal, because the heat is so hot He took off his glasses and it turns out he has really nice cat eyes!I thought this kind of plot only existed in comics [two ha] [attach a photo without taking the part above the neck.jpg]

Reply:

@今天also committed nympho V: It means that the po owner is thinking about whether to go forward and hook him up [erha][erha][erha]

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Because the description of the nympho blogger is very imaginative, the people who replied below were very excited, and they all said, "I don't have a picture to say J (let's talk about chickens, civilized you and me) B" "Po master, do you dare to let it go?" Take a look at the face of the little brother, "Wait, wait...

Cui Yan, who didn't know anything about what happened there, just ate the wooden barrel rice with big mouthfuls, because it was still hot when it came out of the pot, but he tried his best to heat it up and swallowed the rice in his mouth, thinking that this is a mistake life!

Sure enough, eating instant noodles every day is really anti-human! !

So it deepened the idea of ​​finding a boyfriend who can cook... Pooh, he never thought of getting out of the singles.

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Ji Miao was woken up by a phone call.

There is no way, the ringtone he newly set for his mobile phone is so intimidating that it is difficult not to wake up, so he answered the phone in a hurry, and there was the voice of the manager:

"Ji Miao, prepare yourself. On New Year's Eve, there will be an interview with the crew of "Stars". Jiang Danfeng is an important supporting role, so you must participate."

"Ah?" Ji Miao was surprised, "Then my leg..."

"Well, your legs are like this. I will ask Zhang Qing to pick you up at your home tomorrow morning." After speaking, the manager hung up the phone.

"Ah..." Ji Miao sat helplessly on the sofa, knowing without thinking, this is to use his injured leg to make another round of speculation.

The manager was actually in a bad mood. In fact, she liked this silly and sunny young man very much. Seeing him always be infected by his cheerfulness, her mood seemed to improve. She originally wanted to give Ji Miao Trying to let him recuperate at home without receiving notifications for a month, but the company insisted that Ji Miao participate in the interview.

Artists look very glamorous and have high wages, but in reality, who knows the sweat behind the beautiful image of the artist?

Over there, Ji Miao didn't know what the manager was actually thinking.

Tomorrow morning I have to put on makeup and read scripts, so it's better to go to bed early tonight, but if I go to bed too early, I don't think he will be able to sleep well.

Just find something to do to kill some time.

He suddenly remembered that his live broadcast room was still using the pictures he found temporarily on the Internet, and it happened that he was free now, so let's draw a picture for his live broadcast room!

If I remember correctly, the hand-painted board I bought before should be placed somewhere at home, right?

Thinking of doing it, Ji Miao began to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find the hand-painted board that she didn't know where to put it, but it took a long time to dig out the hand-painted board because her right leg was still in a plaster cast, which made it difficult to move.

Connect the hand-painted board to the computer, take out the pressure-sensitive pen and try it, it is quite sensitive.

Looking at the hand-painted board, a look of nostalgia appeared on Ji Miao's face. He bought this hand-painted board when he was in high school. He liked to draw since he was a child, and he bought it secretly to save two months of meal money. I bought a hand-painted board. I originally wanted to go to an art college when I was studying art exams. As a result, there was an accident during the art exams. His gouache exam failed, which caused him to miss the school of Xinyi. Later, I took the exam with the mentality of trying. The school exam of a certain film and television school, but luckily passed.

At that time, he thought that repeating the study for a year would cost his family a lot of money. Ji Miao's family was not very rich, so it cost him a lot of money to let him study art for three years. Anyway, the film and television school was not bad, so he decided to go on.

Looking at it now, the result of going to the film and television school is pretty good, but Ji Miao feels that she really likes to draw.

After opening the drawing software, Ji Miao didn't know what to draw.

After being dazed for a while, Ji Miao's eyes fell on the mug placed on the table. The body of the mug was printed with the pattern of a chubby little whale. Moved, and soon the line draft was formed on the computer.

What he drew was a Q version of a little boy wearing a whale cape.

With a round face, star fragments shining in the big eyes, a sweet smile on the corner of the mouth, and a blush on both sides of the cheeks, the little boy stepped on a splash of water, looking very cute.

After sketching out the line draft, Ji Miao started to color. He used different shades of blue as the main color, and at the same time used several bright warm colors to embellish the details so that the picture would not look too monotonous.

Ji Miao has always been praised by his teacher for his bold and aura of coloring.

When the final draft came out, Ji Miao looked at the picture and smiled with satisfaction, then saved it and uploaded it to the live broadcast room as the cover, and went to bed after seeing that it passed the review.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Ji Miao: I want to complete all the videos of Cooking Smoke! (Ambitious face)

N hours later, Ji Miao suddenly raised her saliva-stained face and asked in a daze: Who am I?where am I? ?

#He lost consciousness almost instantly#

#Worthy of Sleeping Artifact#

PS: Don’t doubt it, Cui Yan is super arrogant, he doesn’t think he’s upright, he’s the kind of sullen guy who would say “it’s okay” even if he likes it.

PS: Ji Miao's alarm clock is "Sent to the crematorium and burnt to ashes"

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Thank you little angel Ray! !I love you so much>3