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The space in the car was small, Xing Yingtai sat on the back seat and had to curl up her legs.At first, Xing Yingtai would talk to his family, but gradually, he closed his eyes.

Xing Yingtai was too sleepy, because he couldn't breathe well, he didn't fall asleep until after three o'clock in the morning last night.

Dimly, he heard someone shouting:

"Ying lift."

"Ying lift."

"Hahaha, Yingti."

Several teenage high school students gathered around Xing Yingtai, giggling and saying, "Xing Yingtai, look, the name of the protagonist in the novel 3000 is similar to yours."

Xing Yingtai was stunned for a moment, he still felt tight in his chest and the space was small, but for some reason there was a classroom full of tables and chairs in front of him.

It should be winter, but the old fan on the ceiling is shaking, and the classroom is full of steaming heat. If you listen to it sideways, you can hear the cicadas chirping.

Xing Yingtai was thinking, but did not speak.

The high school student next to him went to wait for him without saying a word.When Xing Yingtai raised her head to respond, they continued laughing and talking.

Xing Yingtai said: "It's a coincidence."

How could it be a coincidence?At the beginning, Xing Yingtai casually asked Chongshan to write a protagonist based on himself, and Chongshan agreed without hesitation, but he didn't expect to write it so fast.

A classmate asked: "Really? But it looks like you, with black curly hair, love to play basketball, and temperament, are exactly like you."

Xing Yingtai couldn't help lowering her head and said, "Is that so? I haven't read that book yet, so go back and buy a copy."

"I'll just lend it to you." The classmate said, "Don't get it dirty, this book belongs to my sister."

Before Xing Yingtai could speak, the class bell rang, and the students put the books in front of Xing Yingtai's desk, turned around and left.

The short female teacher hurried up to the podium and opened the textbook.

Xing Yingtai couldn't help but read the book on the table frequently.

The cover of the book is beautiful and fresh, and there are three words carefully written under the title. Chongshan once told Xing Yingtai with a smile that his pen name was "3000 beauties in the harem". However, long before Xing Yingtai asked him, an editor asked Chongshan himself Writer profile.

At that time, Chongshan did not explain it this way. He wrote:

"The words 3000 people come from the fourth volume of "Han Shiwai Zhuan" by Han Yingying: "Jie is a wine pool, which can transport boats. The bad hills are enough to see ten miles. There are 3000 people who drink with a drum.", Jiuchi Meat Forest , readers must have heard, this passage is about "Xia Jie built a wine pool, you can sail boats in it, the lees piled up into mountains, you can see it on the road ten miles away, drumming (recruiting people) can be used for 3000 yuan at a time. People drink at the same time'. My pen name comes from this, which is really a nonsense and has no special meaning. I saw many readers and friends speculate, and the explanation is very clever, but it is not my original intention, so I have to say a few more words."

This passage was also printed in this book, Xing Yingtai read it twice and shook her head.Probably because Chongshan worked as a translator before, so he was extra careful in writing the book, and many unnecessary small details were very thoughtful.As for the pen name, it will not be random.

No bullshit, but certainly not a harem or anything like that.

Xing Yingtai endured it, and looked up at the impassioned teacher on the podium.The female teacher was writing on the blackboard, and the blackboard was shaking with chalk.Xing Yingtai quietly put the book on the table, opened a page, and covered the various test papers she had spread out.

When I saw it, I was engrossed in it, and didn't listen to what the teacher said.

The more Xing Yingtai looked at it, the more strange it became, and then she put her head in her hands in embarrassment. Finally, after school, Xing Yingtai picked up her schoolbag and ran to Chongshan's house.

He opened the door of Chongshan's house, and before entering, he said angrily:

"Uncle, you...!"

Chongshan was wearing glasses to read the newspaper, but he took off his glasses with a smile, stood up and said, "Huh? You came early today."

Standing in front of Chongshan, Xing Yingtai took a deep breath, took out a book with a light-colored cover from her schoolbag, and patted it on Chongshan's desk: "Why did you write that kind of thing again?"

Chongshan feigned surprise and opened his mouth: "What is this?"

"You asked me what this is?" Xing Yingtai said, "You wrote it yourself."

Chongshan picked up the novel and said, "It's been published so soon. It's very urgent now. I thought I'd have to wait a few more months to avoid the limelight."

"You..." Xing Yingtai said angrily, "What kind of shit are you writing?!"

"Hahaha..." Chongshan laughed loudly, and then denied it solemnly, "What shit? My writing is obviously not as good as shit."

"..."

Xing Yingtai was taken aback, and said: "This..., I didn't expect that you really use my name."

"Didn't you ask me to use it?" He smiled tolerantly as he spoke, as if he didn't care about Xing Yingtai's faux pas just now.

Xing Yingtai said: "This is true, but you should not use your name."

It turns out that the male protagonist in the little uncle book just now is called Yingti, but the female protagonist is really called Chongshan. She hasn't changed a word, it is Chongshan's real name.

Chong Shan squinted his eyes and said, "Of course I can call my novel whatever I want."

Xing Yingtai frowned at what he said. He nodded and said, "That's true, but why didn't you show it to me before publishing it? I really didn't expect you to write me in... such a... novel."

Originally, Xing Yingtai would not be angry.It was he himself who asked Chongshan to write himself into the novel, no matter how he wrote it, he should thank him.

He was just a little bit annoyed, because there are a lot of physical descriptions in this book, although she is the heroine, but under the name of Chongshan, she said what she might have heard from Chongshan himself...

What's more, the other protagonist of the story is himself as the prototype. Thinking that the classmates in the class have read this novel, Xing Yingtai feels ashamed like being skinned in broad daylight.Originally a teenager, impulsive and enthusiastic, after reading a few extremely glamorous descriptions of bed affairs, he actually got hard in class.

The protagonist bears the name of Chongshan, and Xing Yingtai can't help but think about his uncle's face. He was already embarrassed, and even more irritable when he was in class at that time, so he couldn't help but go home and vent to Chongshan.

However, Chongshan didn't know Xing Yingtai's youthful thoughts, he just thought that he didn't like to write their names together, his face sank immediately, and he said, "I want to write, how about it?"

"..." Xing Yingtai said, "My classmates will laugh at me."

"Who dares?" Chongshan said skeptically, "What's more, who knows?"

Xing Yingtai said: "Can't you tell me before you write it?"

Chongshan said: "No, I just want to write, who can control me? If you didn't want me to write you as the protagonist, this book was originally viewed from my perspective."

Xing Yingtai said: "This is nothing to be proud of!"

Chongshan said angrily: "I don't even write when others kneel down and beg me, what do you think you have to be proud of?"

Chongshan was smiling at first, and was very happy that Xing Yingtai came to see him, but hearing his words seemed to dislike the relationship between the two in the novel, he couldn't help being furious, he took two steps forward, grabbed Xing Yingtai's wrist, and asked, "What are you doing?" What's there to be unhappy about?"

Xing Yingtai shook Chongshan's hand away with a strong shock, and said, "You don't respect people like this, so don't listen to why I'm upset!"

After finishing speaking, Xing Yingtai walked out the door without looking back.

Obviously Xing Yingtai didn't look back, but at this moment he seemed to have eyes behind his back, and he could see the expression on Chongshan's face suddenly sinking, and he stepped forward to follow Xing Yingtai, but stopped quickly, looking at him with a gloomy expression but tried his best to restrain himself. The boy's back.

Xing Yingtai saw her resolute and cold back, and also saw Chongshan's red eyes.

Xing Yingtai thought: So he liked herself back then.

It's a pity that if Chongshan doesn't say it, he will never understand.

The picture slowly distorted, turning into smoke, and suddenly blown by the wind, the boy's leaving back and the staring man were split in two.

This time Xing Yingtai went to Chongshan's house for dinner with relatives.Chongshan has some mental problems, which can be relieved by taking medicine, but he doesn't like to meet too many outsiders by nature. In his memory, this is the first time Xing Yingtai has seen Chongshan sit and chat with so many outsiders.

After the novel incident, Xing Yingtai didn't go to see Chongshan for half a month.Later he heard that Chongshan recalled all the novels that had just been published, and lost a lot of money to the publishing house and the bookstore.

Xing Yingtai didn't expect that a few unintentional words of hers would cause such serious consequences, so she wanted to say a few words to Chongshan.But Chongshan is surrounded by other people, Xing Yingtai is a junior, so it is not easy to join in the fun.

The living room is very noisy, someone is smoking, but because the air conditioner is on, the ventilation is not good, and the smell of smoke is very strong.

Xing Yingtai stayed for a while, then got up and went to sit outside.He stared blankly at the green trees outside the window, and then heard the sound of someone approaching.

Xing Yingtai turned his head to look, and saw Chongshan walking towards him quickly, with two light-colored moles at the corners of his eyes, he complained: "Are you still angry with me? You...don't come over to talk to me either. "

Xing Yingtai felt as though someone had robbed him of his lines, he nodded subconsciously, and then quickly shook his head after realizing it.

Chongshan stood beside Xing Yingtai, staring at the tree outside.The sunlight outside was shining brightly, through the gaps between the leaves, it shone mottledly one by one, and reflected on Chongshan's face.

Chongshan said in a low voice, "Let's make up, okay?"

Xing Yingtai said: "Okay. Uncle, I didn't want you not to publish that book..."

Chongshan interrupted lightly: "A small matter."

Xing Yingtai sighed, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to grab Chongshan's wrist.

Xing Yingtai started fooling around with Chongshan again, this year Xing Yingtai was about to enter the third year of high school, and his homework was very tight, but whenever he had time, he would go to Chongshan's house, study and play with him.

Once, Xing Yingtai asked Chongshan: "Uncle, why are you called 3000 people?"

Chongshan reached out to touch Xing Yingtai's hair: "Didn't I tell you before?"

"That's a lie," Xing Yingtai said, "I want to hear the truth."

"That's true."

Xing Yingtai frowned with a look of disbelief, "No way?"

Chongshan laughed twice: "Why not, my mind is full of obscenities—"

Xing Yingtai interrupted lightly: "You are not."

"..."

Chongshan stopped smiling, and he looked outside quietly.

Xing Yingtai saw tiny beads of sweat dripping from Chongshan's upper lip and nose, but strangely she didn't feel any heat.

After a long time, Chongshan said:

"——"

He spoke in such a low voice that Xing Yingtai had to lean forward, but before he could hear clearly, Chongshan was over.

Chongshan's expression remained the same, and he said, "Will you be disappointed if I say so?"