star that fell on a rose

want to go to college. "

The report card fell to the ground, and the very subtle sound was like a thunderclap. In the roar, the sound of quarreling and breaking, all turned into the dazzling sunshine of the day, Father Yu said in a deep voice.

"Go to college or fuck off!"

Where can I not go to college?

In China, if you want to get ahead, you must have a high degree of education or a strong relationship, but unfortunately he has neither.

Yu Qiu thought, I don't want to be famous, I just want to write.

Father Yu wished he could put a knife on his neck and press him to fill out the application form. He didn't know what to say, so he could only respond in silence. Silence was like a silent flame, burning up the deadlock. In the end, he only had one suitcase left. — was kicked out of the house.

Well, he came to this second-tier city alone, and by writing, he has achieved a bit. He has published manuscripts in some big magazines. At that time, a book reviewer commented on him like this——

"Yu Qiu's writing has the enthusiasm of summer, but it is also romantic. With his unique sincerity, he tells the story straightforwardly and gently."

He can write anything and dare to write anything.

Homosexuality, heterosexuality, platonic love, adventure, fantasy, criticism, literary appreciation, and even children's books, he also loves to write.As for the last one, he likes it the most, but also writes the least.

After he left home, he felt that he couldn't write such simple words anymore.

When he writes for a living, he is not suitable for clear writing.

He still remembers the first book he wrote for children, called "Your Rose".

The opening sentence is: "I compare you to a rose, the reason is very simple, the rose is beautiful, very fragrant, the most beautiful flower in the world - and I like you very much. I hold you carefully and avoid your Sting, as long as you don't make me hurt, I will always be with you."

In that book, on the author's introduction, it says - "Yu Qiu, novelist".

On the day when he received the sample booklet, Yu Qiu held the book, looked at it for a long time, and then pressed his head against the hard cover, his nose was filled with the smell of books.

He cried for half an hour.

He gave up too much for the word "novelist". With his paranoia and stubbornness, Yu Qiu insisted on confronting the world.

His development is like a steady stream of water, and he is not in a hurry, as long as he can write, as long as there are people to read, everything seems to be worth it.

Until last year, a headline article was quietly published on the marketing account, with the lead saying "Exposing the truth about so-called geniuses".

One stone stirs up three waves.

"The famous contemporary novelist Yu Qiu plagiarized Shui Qing, what is the way of advanced plagiarism?"

Yu Qiu's Weibo is rarely updated, and the most recent Weibo is a sentence he wrote casually.

"I want to have a crush on you in spring, run away from the world in summer, and elope to the universe."

The original comments were quiet, with only nine hundred or so.

After the "truth" was published, the comments fell, and all of a sudden, there were more than 5 comments. If you look at it casually, it is justice for the plagiarized person.

"I just said, why do you think his writing is so good, and the co-authors are all copied?"

"Fuck, plagiarism is the most annoying thing in my life. Don't write if you don't have something in your mind."

"It's disgusting, sorry!"

"Apologize!"

"Come out and talk, pretend to be dead."

"Can I get a refund for the book I bought? I don't want to read it, I feel a little sick."

Yu Qiu flipped through the Weibo comments one by one, took a deep breath, and posted on Weibo.

"I didn't plagiarize."

five words.

"Then you take out the real hammer!"

"Shuiqing's article was published earlier than yours. The world structure and layout are all original. You published it three months later than her. Not only the character names collided, but the plot also collided. What do you think of your mother?"

"It's the first time I've changed from BG to BL!"

"Speaking of which, are you writing about Tanmei or romance? Don't copy everything."

"Plagiarism dog, apology."

"nausea."

"..."

He tried to explain, Yu Qiu replied one by one, but finally found that he couldn't keep up with the speed of swiping the screen of a group of people, and no one believed him.

Yu Qiu knew that most of the people didn't know the truth, they followed the trend and released their malice, anyway, the law does not blame the public, they kept talking about "justice", thinking that they were extremely noble, and felt that they were also the ones who punish rape and eliminate evil.

They don't care about the truth.

They just have to participate.

The person involved, Shui Qing, said nothing, "bear the burden of humiliation", which attracted a lot of sympathy.

Yu Qiu closed his mouth, let them curse, and uninstalled Weibo.

But Weibo was uninstalled, and suspicion still seeped in through the cracks.

The manuscripts I wrote were rejected again and again, and the reasons were asked, but it was always the same.

"Yu Qiu, no one will read what a plagiarist wrote."

"But I didn't copy it."

"They don't care about that."

So, now he doesn't even have money for a takeaway.

Yu Qiu ate a mouthful of fungus and almost choked on it. He cut the red pepper exactly as written on the software. I don't know if it's spicy or not, but it's choking anyway.

Bamboo shoots are very tender and watery when you bite into them, and the bacon rolls are also good.

As for the tomato eggs - who knows why they are so bad.

The house was empty and quiet. He had lived alone for so many years, but he felt lonely for the first time.Maybe there is nothing to do, so I gave the opportunity to think more.

After Yu Qiu finished washing the dishes, he was about to go to the study when he suddenly remembered that he had finished writing his novel and hadn't thought about anything for the next article. He had enough time to rest for a few days.

He stopped, turned and went to the living room.

There is a piano in the corner of the living room, covered with red flannelette.

He began to practice calligraphy and piano when he was very young, but he was not considered proficient, but he was qualified enough to entertain himself.His first pot of gold from writing was quite rich. He bought a computer, got rid of the life of coding in Internet cafes, and then a piano.Half of the remaining money was sent home.Naturally, there was no response from the family.

He often sits here playing the piano when he has no inspiration, and the sun just shines on him, so he is not alone.Even at night, when you open the curtains, you can see the moon when you look up.

He lifted the flannelette and gently placed his hands on the black and white keys.

Gently press a tone.

Should be a scene.

"kisstherain".

Yu Qiu suddenly remembered the man he met today.

This world should-

It's not too bad either.

On the second play, there was a sudden knock on the door.

He didn't have many friends in this city, and he avoided some human contacts. When he heard the knock on the door, he was stunned for a moment. He didn't react until he knocked a second time, and got up to open the door.

003

Open the door, is a strange woman.

Yu Qiu was a little surprised. He moved here just to find a place to live. He didn't walk around the streets at all. He had seen this person before, and he seemed to be downstairs.

After Yu Qiu was surprised, he smiled and asked, "Auntie, what's the matter?"

"That's right," the woman said with a frown. "My son, the college entrance examination is coming soon. You should play the piano during the day instead of playing the piano in the middle of the night. My son can't study hard."

Yu Qiu was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked at the clock, and said, "But it's only 07:30..."

"But my son is studying! He can't review if you play the piano! Do you understand how important the college entrance examination is? If my son can't pass the college entrance examination, who is to blame! It's you?"

Yu Qiu quietly clenched the hand hanging by his side.

He put on a smile: "Okay, Auntie, I understand, excuse me, I will try not to play in the future."

closed the door.

Yu Qiu leaned against the door and sighed.

Yu Qiu didn't write for two days and was resting at home, but he could get some inspiration from everything he watched, and he didn't care, those inspirations were like water in a glass slowly rising, and he felt itchy.

On the third day, Yu Qiu sat in front of the computer and typed the title of the book as if writing the first book.

—— "Non-light"

Although there were a lot of things in his mind, Yu Qiu still followed his usual habit and wrote down the outline in a notebook by handwriting.

The outline is very cursive, and no one can understand it except him.

The paper was torn off, gathered into a ball, and thrown into the trash can. Only then did Yu Qiu notice that the trash can was full.

He sighed, smiled helplessly, stood up, and picked up the garbage bag.

It is dusk outside, and the sun is gentle.

The orange-red light is cut into a rectangle by the window frame, and then surrenders to the steps, kissing the dust above.Yu Qiu stepped on the light, and the LOGO on the white sneakers reflected the light.

Yu Qiu hummed and threw the garbage bag into the green bucket.

Just as he was about to turn around and go upstairs, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Yu Qiu?"

Yu Qiu turned around in surprise, saw him, and smiled, "Xuan Yun?"

Xuan Yun didn't wear a mask this time, showing her face.Yu Qiu guessed that his face wouldn't be too bad, but he didn't expect it to be so good-looking. He had a flamboyant look, bright peach eyes, a mole at the corner of his left eye, thin lips, and when he smiled, his cheeks were small Small dimples look cute.

"It's the first time I see you without a mask," Yu Qiu said with a smile, "It's so pretty."

Xuan Yun's face suddenly turned red, "Why are you praising me all of a sudden?"

"Praise is based on facts," Yu Qiu said seriously, "I'm talking about facts."

Xuan Yun stroked her hair in embarrassment, "Are you going for a walk?"

"..." Yu Qiu said, "...that's right."

"That one," Xuan Yun's eyes lit up, "I'm too boring to walk alone."

Yu Qiu wanted to come down and throw out the trash, but he didn't clean himself up very well, his hair was a bit messy, and his clothes were with his gloves, so he didn't know if he was in a mess.He followed Xuan Yun, and the two walked slowly.

Xuan Yun said with a smile: "I have been here for a long time, but I don't know many people. I am embarrassed to take the initiative to talk to them, but you