I deduce that the heroine likes me [Transmigration Book]

The strangeness of this contract made Song Muxue couldn't help but brought it home to study.

Wen Tai only brought these four main contracts, but none of the supplementary agreements and appendices. I don't know if he didn't find them, or Wen Zhe had already destroyed them.

Kou Shuang was writing furiously in the studio. It was said that the deadline for manga submission was approaching, and she had no work at all the week she broke her leg, so now she could only hurry up.

These contracts are really weird and do not conform to the rules of conventional contracts, but after careful study, you will find that every word is just right, perfectly avoiding all contract traps, and the rights and responsibilities of both parties They are all clearly divided, and it can be seen that the person who drew up the contract is an old hand.

Except for the final breach of contract amount, the rest is quite tolerant. Song Muxue was able to understand Wen Zhe's psychological activities in signing this contract: as long as he does not breach the contract, so much money is mine.Song Muxue was even a little moved.

——Of course, it is still necessary to figure out what the "everything" to do in those two months is.

Thinking to no avail, Song Muxue went out of the study to pour a glass of water, just in time to see Kou Shuang open the refrigerator.

Kou Shuang just took out the juice, turned her head to look at Song Muxue in a daze, and said, "Ah..."

Song Muxue replied: "Yes."

Kou Shuang found a cup and poured it for Song Muxue.

During this period of time, Song Muxue has gotten to know Kou Shuang much better. She knows that Kou Shuang devotes herself to drawing comics, but once interrupted, she will be a little dazed and unable to speak clearly. It takes a long time to think about Kou Shuang before she can recall Chinese. grammar.

Fortunately, after living together for so long, Song Muxue has long been accustomed to what Kou Shuang's "ah", "oh" and "eh" combined with various tones represent, so she took the initiative to answer, saving Kou Shuang the effort of organizing the language.

Kou Shuang handed the juice to Song Muxue, watched Song Muxue finish drinking it, and then said, "Want to eat supper?"

"Did you finish the painting? Wait a minute, I ordered pizza and it should be here in 5 minutes." Song Muxue said.Kou Shuang will only come out to look for food after finishing the draft, and the restored language system at this time also proves that she has escaped from the visual-dominated thinking mode.

Kou Shuang nodded embarrassedly and said, "Is it too late? Are you hungry?"

After starting to serialize comics, Kou Shuang realized that he seemed to like this job quite a bit.Accounting is boring, and oil painting is profound. When doing these things, I feel very uncomfortable mentally. I must try my best to calm down.But drawing manga is different. She wants to draw Song Muxue more beautifully, she wants to draw the manga more like the original work, and she wants to tell the story more clearly... Several "points" come together to make her present Concentration and excellence in working status and quality.

Song Muxue shook her head with a smile, and said, "I was also stuck just now, come out to get some air."

The two of them nestled on the sofa in the living room waiting for pizza, so they took a selfie.

The two people on the screen are so beautiful, Kou Shuang couldn't help but picked up the drawing board, and drew two random strokes, drawing two little puppies leaning together, with wet eyes, and added a text bubble, writing: [Why hasn't the pizza arrived yet? 】

Song Muxue probed and found that the images of the two milk dogs were quite distinct, and she could tell at a glance which was herself and which was Kou Shuang.Kou Shuang was not satisfied after finishing the painting, so she directly posted on Weibo with the caption: [This is really starving...]

Immediately, there were many comments, some said "my wife is so cute and I want to marry home", some cared about "don't work too hard to finish the manuscript, pay attention to eating XD", some urged the manuscript, it seemed quite enjoyable.

Only among so many well-intentioned comments, there is one comment that stands out from the crowd.

[What the hell are you drawing, you are too ugly to post photos, you are really worse than a dog!The painting is so bad, why are there so many people praising its beauty? Have your eyes been eaten by dogs? 】

Some fans started arguing with this comment, and this account continued to reply: [Didn't you see that your master is hungry? Hurry up and give her your eyes to eat, so that you can love each other even more! 】

Seeing such a hostile comment, Song Muxue couldn't help frowning.And Kou Shuang quickly blocked the account, deleted the comments, and left the comment area with a blue sky.

The movements are smooth and flowing, and the breathing is neither urgent nor slow, as if he is used to it.

Song Muxue couldn't help asking: "Have you met many times?"

"Yeah, black fans, but I don't know where to provoke them, maybe they just don't like me." Kou Shuang's tone was relaxed and bright, and he found out the list of blocked users on Weibo and showed it to Song Muxue. Said: "Well, from the beginning to the end, it's just one person. The account name is similar, except that there are a few numbers in the suffix. Anyway, it's blocked every time."

Song Muxue said, "Why does it hate you so much?"

"I really don't know about it. At first I reasoned with it, but later I found that it didn't make sense. The more I talked about it, the more chaotic it became, so I might as well block it." Kou Shuang shrugged, "Across the Internet, I don't even know who it is. If you want to fight back but you can’t find someone, you can just forget it and adjust your mentality. Isn’t that what happens when people become popular? ——but I’m not considered popular.”

Song Muxue assumed for a while that if exposed to such long-term malice, it would have some negative psychological effects no matter what.But Kou Shuang never complained about this kind of thing, as if he never took it seriously from the beginning to the end.

Kou Shuang was not someone who would hold back her dissatisfaction with Song Muxue. If she didn't say anything, then she really didn't care and wasn't affected.Kou Shuang has always been indifferent to things like fame and fortune, but Song Muxue never thought that even facing malice directly would be so calm.

"Won't you feel uncomfortable seeing this kind of person often?" Song Muxue asked.

"No, it has nothing to do with me anyway. How easy it is for me to block and delete comments, but how difficult it is to register an account? Compare it and you will know how meaningless its life is."

Song Muxue smiled, and just about to comment on this mentality, the doorbell rang.She got up to get the pizza, and when she sat back down on the couch, she had other thoughts on her mind.

"Stars are immersed in this kind of pink and black all day long. If they are even a little bit fragile, they may have a nervous breakdown." Song Muxue thought of Wen Zhe.

Wen Zhe's father said that he would never drive drunk, so what if Wen Zhe is in an extreme state of mind?Wen Zhe has a lot of black people, fans are also crazy, and he walks the line of being close to the people, so he is more likely to be exposed to great malice.How did Wen Zhe dispatch it?

"You mean... Wen Zhe?" Kou Shuang quickly realized and asked Song Muxue.

Song Muxue nodded and said, "Wen Zhe's father came to me and asked me to do some things. Out of the principle of confidentiality, I can only say this."

Kou Shuang nodded, expressing his understanding.

Song Muxue said: "Are you clear about Wen Zhe's affairs? What do you think?"

Song Muxue raised her eyes to look at Kou Shuang, but she didn't know that her eyes were no longer pure at this time, as if they were contaminated with some temptation.

Fortunately, Kou Shuang didn't notice it. He just pondered for a while, and then said, "I know, but I don't pay much attention to it. I just know that it's a pretty bad death... how to put it, it's quite wronged."

"Injustice? How do you say that?"

Kou Shuang frowned and thought for a while, finding it difficult to form words.

The original author stopped here to make updates, so she didn't have a complete understanding of this case. She only knew from which angle Song Muxue and Zheng Fenglin approached it, which interference items were excluded, and which aspect and even which people were finally locked in. superior.

Kou Shuang never thought that the plot would progress so quickly, and it had reached the stage where she could not spoil it.

Knowing this clearly, Kou Shuang faintly felt a little...excited.

The plot has progressed to a place that I can't grasp. Although I will be a little overwhelmed, from another perspective, it also means that the end is coming soon.

The original author completed all the endings, but it only took two short days.She has no idea how many plots are left before the end.But she has been typing day and night for two days, and she still has a rough idea of ​​how many words she can type.

Maybe, the future between me and Song Muxue is not far away?

Kou Shuang's excitement was reflected in her words. While eating pizza, she said, "I know Wen Zhe's fan circle is very messy... Maybe it has something to do with these things. Fans' love and hate are like Schrödinger's cat." Similarly, doing anything casually may cause fans and blacks to change each other, Wen Zhe has so many fans, it is difficult to control."

Love and hate are two sides of the same emotion, and it is not difficult to transform each other.This is also the reason why the entertainment industry is obsessed with being famous, and the real fans and black fans are all accepted.

There are tens of thousands of black fans, but only one variety show can wash out a large number of true fans.Numerous predecessors have proved this point, and Wen Zhe's acting line is also practicing this concept.

"You mean, this matter has nothing to do with love killing, nor does it have anything to do with profit competition. It can be said to be... a fan behavior?" Song Muxue felt a little unbelievable when she heard this.But Kou Shuang's words made her vigilant, she thought of the girl Lu Renyi liked.

Obviously knowing that the reference answer is not necessarily correct, but it is there, but I can't help but check it.

And I'm not even sure if Kou Shuang is the "reference answer".

Whether it is or not, I have already started to refer to Kou Shuang's ideas. In essence, Kou Shuang has become a reference answer, but the correctness needs to be verified.

Song Muxue's thoughts flowed for only a moment, Kou Shuang swallowed a piece of pizza, and continued: "Yes, speaking of fame and fortune, Wen Zhe actually didn't get in anyone's way, he is not even a front-line. But those who compete with him for fame and fortune People are kinder on the contrary. They only pursue benefits, and they will not kill their lives. On the contrary, the hatred stemming from love is fierce and irresistible. Those who want to cooperate with me in business are very friendly, but those who hate me Cursing non-stop, isn’t it the same reason? So I think the ghost must be on the fans.”

Kou Shuang's words apply to any star and any business occasion.But Song Muxue paid attention to other aspects. "You mean to say that Wen Zhe's death has a 'ghost', not natural or accidental, but deliberate planning?"

Hearing this conclusion, Kou Shuang quickly waved his hands and said, "No, I didn't say anything, I just guessed."

She was afraid that she would "mislead" Song Muxue, and she didn't know how "Tian Dao" would judge the guidance in her words.

Song Muxue smiled and said: "It's nothing, I just asked casually, and I won't take it seriously. I have reliable information from here that Wen Zhe was involved in some ulterior transactions, and I don't know the details of the transactions. Do you think this could have led to his death?"

Song Muxue has her own way of thinking, although she asked Kou Shuang, she would never accept everything.She will carefully study and investigate what the matter is like.

Unexpectedly, Kou Shuang paused for a moment, put the pizza back on the carton, and said with some hesitation: "No... Maybe the transaction content is still normal..."

Kou Shuang took a sip of the juice and didn't continue talking.Song Muxue just took a look at the expression on her face, and knew that this was probably the part that couldn't be said.

Why did Kou Shuang know so much?

What can be said, what cannot be said, and what is the criterion for judging?This is in my own home, where there is no monitoring and listening, and it is absolutely safe.