unhappy eating

If you can't catch up with this year's competition, you will only have one chance next year. This is undoubtedly a big risk to give it a go.Those who can make their debut in writing, although there are few such as Zhu Zhi, who became the youngest shortlisted writer for the Space Award with his debut novel, are more or less talented, coupled with the right time, place and people, it is difficult to really compete. Not necessarily who wins.

Even if there are rumors of "five but four", it is only a high probability rather than 100%.

This is what Chi Ruolan is worried about, but Zhu Zhi himself is really as she said, very confident, and there is no sign of anxiety.

That's right, Zhu Zhi has everything a writer should have, except for the space award winner.

"What if I don't get it," Chi Ruolan asked her, "The true seal pen?"

"Please have some confidence in me." Zhu Zhi opened the beer that he hadn't drunk for a long time in front of him, and he picked it up and took a sip, "Let me tell you that you are not sad now?"

Chi Ruolan shook her head: "It's not worth it."

"Okay, I'm still a hero after crying. Let's all work hard and stand on a high place with more say." After talking about the chicken soup for the soul, Zhu Zhi smiled, stood up and said, "Do you want to make up? Come with me to cut hair."

"Why do you suddenly want to cut your hair?"

"I think Ye Shengwan's mullet head looks pretty, and I want to get a similar style," Zhu Zhi stroked her long, naturally curly hair, "By the way, I'll dye it green."

Chi Ruolan almost spit out a mouthful of water, but after swallowing it with great effort, she wiped her mouth with a tissue, and looked at the other side with an expression of "either you're crazy or I'm crazy". Shaking his head: "Don't dream, mullet heads are only suitable for people like Ye Shengwan who look cool and cold. If you cut them, you will only be a non-mainstream, and you will be dyed green, my god."

Zhu Zhi obviously didn't take it seriously: "Don't take revenge, I coaxed you for a long time, just leave without makeup."

Chi Ruolan snorted twice, thinking that you can only like Ye Shengwan, a strong-hearted older sister, and someone who needs to be coaxed... that's it?That's it?It will be just a week before breaking up.

In the end, Zhu Zhi failed to cut the mullet head as she wished. After the hair stylist made a comparison for her, it was true that the mullet head could not be done by everyone, so she had to give up, but she insisted on dyeing the green color.After finishing her hair, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. After sending Chi Ruolan home, she made a detour and passed by Ye's private kitchen.

The meeting is not yet closed, the lights on the first and second floors are still on, looking in through the glass door, there are two people sitting at the front desk, the one who is recognized at a glance is Ye Shengwan who is facing the door, the other is from the figure It looks like Liang Hua.

Zhu Zhi looked at it for a while, and suddenly his heart felt sour. He picked up a strand of hair and looked at it. He felt that the green color was really wrong.

It wasn't that she suspected Ye Shengwan and Liang Hua, it was just that she was a little jealous for no reason. After watching it for a long time, she felt uncomfortable. She didn't intend to go in, but just wanted to pass by and take a look, so she drove away.

Everyone can have many friends. In addition to the object, people of the same sex and the opposite sex naturally need to make friends. You can't just be one person for a lifetime. It's just that she can't be jealous as a partner.

After returning home and taking a shower, Zhu Zhi changed into home clothes and took a piece of paper and pen to the side of the desk. It was a little habit of her when writing articles. There would always be some small foreshadowing when writing a long article. Switch to the outline to write down. It's too troublesome to write down, so it's better to write down these bits and pieces on a special piece of paper.

Opening the file, Zhu Zhi took a photo of the desk and sent a message to Ye Shengwan.

【Zhizhi is not a rat: Do you have any advice for Boss Ye to write for love? 】

After a while, Zhu Zhi even finished the outline thoroughly, and when he was about to start writing the text, Ye Shengwan replied the text message.

It is an extremely simple two words: come on.

Zhu Zhi chuckled, and typed: It's too indifferent, my heart is broken.

There was a prompt "the other party is typing" on the interface, Zhu Zhi looked at the screen and waited, but the input was intermittent, and after a while, there was only one emoticon package, which was a cartoon image of a pig spreading its hands and sighing.

Zhu Zhi looked at this moving picture, and laughed with a "puchi". He was unhappy because Ye Shengwan was so involved in chatting with Liang Hua, so there was no bad mood in it.

【Zhizhi is not a mouse: You are too cute. 】

The second half of Zhu Zhi's unsent sentence was: I love you so much, what should I do.

She put down her phone, guessing that Ye Shengwan would either not reply to her words, or would reply after a long time, suddenly got a thought, took the pen and paper prepared by her side, and wanted to write some words to Ye Shengwan.

Fortunately, she hasn't started coding yet.

When she wanted to say goodbye to Ye Shengwan before, it was about the fifth day they met, she called Chi Ruolan and asked Chi Ruolan to send a message to the private kitchen official account to try, she was writing a letter.It's just that I hung up the phone later, and threw it in the trash can after being upset.

Farewell letters are a bit embarrassing, but love letters are not.

Evans is simply springing up.

"As for me, mediocre, just a little bit good is suitable for you." Zhu Zhi looked at the written love letter and read out this sentence with satisfaction.I have been away from school for many years, and it is rare to correct my handwriting once. Fortunately, my writing is not neglected in normal times, and the length of the characters is not bad.

In fact, Zhu Zhi had more nasty and hypocritical content that she didn't write in. She was afraid that Ye Shengwan would not be able to accept it after reading it, so she had to wait.

The next day Zhu Zhi didn't go to buy flowers, but went to a stationery store in the opposite direction and bought an envelope.

Zhu Zhi came here specially, this store can make decorations for envelopes.

First I borrowed a pen and wrote "Ye Shengwan:..." on the back of the envelope, because that's what Ye Shengwan replied to her yesterday.After finishing writing, she put the folded stationery in her pocket into it, chose a coquettish rose with a seal of I love you in English, and the gold and green color scheme listed by the store, and waited for the staff to deal with it.

The envelope Zhu Zhi bought is pure black, a versatile color, which well suppresses the green wax seal with golden pearls. The store added a small dried flower under the seal. Zhu Zhi can’t recognize the species, but it’s good enough up.

When we arrived at Ye's private kitchen, Lin Fengning was taking down the small sign "Currently full" at the door, Zhu Zhi walked over with a love letter, and greeted Lin Fengning with a smile.

"Fuck."

Zhu Zhi frowned with a half smile, and wanted to reach out to pat Lin Fengning on the head, but found that he was holding a love letter, and withdrew his hand again: "What foul language are you talking about?"

Lin Fengning shook his head when he heard the words, and gave Zhu Zhi a thumbs up: "Sister, you really have personality."

"I'm not poor with you." Zhu Zhi knew what Lin Fengning was referring to, and walked towards the kitchen door while talking.

Lin Fengning seemed to have not regained his senses, and said dog-leggedly behind: "Yes, yes, every minute and every second here is a waste of time."

Zhu Zhi smiled silently, knocked on the door with his fingers, and then pushed the door open to enter.

Ye Shengwan turned his head and saw Zhu Zhi, his eyes widened suddenly.

"Don't be like this," Zhu Zhi approached Ye Shengwan, still holding the love letter behind his back, "Say it looks good first?"

The author has something to say:

I write and publish every day, and I feel that there are many shortcomings and omissions that I have not had the opportunity to realize TwT

This is still a supplement to yesterday's update, and there will be another update today, depending on the situation tomorrow.

In fact, this update, I thought I could make it up at twelve o'clock, but then I thought it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and then I didn't expect it to be six o'clock...