His personality is not good

Gu Lizhou first petrified for a few seconds, then slammed the edge of the bed twice, let out a roar like to vent his anger, and then slammed the bed several times, the smile on the corner of his mouth was wanton and nasty, as if he learned that he was raped after being cheated on by his girlfriend. The kind of complex, eruptive joy in which the ex-girlfriend started chasing after winning the first prize in the lottery.

The emotions that can't be suppressed at all can always be expressed in one word: cool!

But in the eyes of others, it is more like a neurosis.

Zhong Weishi was in a bad mood, he was so irritated that he drove people crazy, what should I do?

Hurrying and stuttering to comfort him again, "But but but! But maybe he is a big guy who picks his feet, yes, yes, he must be a big guy who picks his feet, God is fair, he will definitely not give him both talent and good looks ..."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha—" ghostly laughter.

Seeing that Gu Lizhou was getting more and more crazy, Zhong Weishi was terrified, and even lost face and used himself as an example, "You look like me, handsome, young and energetic but not very smart..."

Gu Lizhou raised his head and laughed recklessly, even more recklessly than the day of the square dance.

He has a bellyful of emotions that he wants to vent.

I want Zhong Weishi to know that the stubborn scrap iron in his eyes is the white moonlight he misses so much, and I want to see Zhong Weishi kneeling under his boxers with a face full of admiration, but reason tells him that it is not the time yet, he must There's more fun to come.

It took a long time to stop this gushing emotion, Gu Lizhou's heart was beating fast, and the corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably, no matter how you look at it, this little beast is cute.

He even couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his stupid donkey's head.

Zhong Weishi's words instantly regained his confidence.

There is only one Wanlizhou in the world, so even if he disappears for five years, 15 years, or 50 years, someone will definitely remember him.

I have to say, this little thing really has vision.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Weishi already had a lot of hair, but it exploded after he rubbed it.

Unexpectedly, Gu Lizhou rubbed his head even more presumptuously, and scratched the bridge of his nose again.

One mouthful, one little beast.

"What the hell—" Zhong Weishi pushed his arm away with a look of disgust, "Are you out of your mind? You are sad for a while and happy for a while, you have a split personality?"

"Yeah." Gu Lizhou was in high spirits, couldn't hear what he was saying at all, and stared at Zhong Weishi with the eyes that saw rare treasures, "Tell me about that great god again."

When Zhong Weishi knew the author of Wan Lizhou, it was after he closed his pen. He just checked the author's profile, followed his Weibo, about his entanglement with Nine-pointed Star and the obscenity that caused a lot of trouble back then. The female fan incident is not known.

"We agreed to see you by fate, but we haven't heard anything from him for more than five years. I probably won't write any more." Zhong Weishi sighed softly.

The excited smile on Gu Lizhou's face gradually subsided.

"It's a pity. Actually, I've read many books of this type, but it's rare to meet an author who likes every book. His writing style is very special, and many people can't imitate it. Those books about human nature, interests, and destiny , emotional entanglements, more or less mixed with some shadows in life, the plot is illusory but makes people feel very real. Turning the pages of the book is like stepping into a seamless illusion, and I am a little reluctant to come out. Look at him The novel will feel a kind of power, the kind of power that can't give up even if you live in disgrace. I think the author must be as courageous, confident, optimistic and open-minded as the protagonist!"

Gu Lizhou felt warm in his heart, pouted his lips, and said modestly: "He is not as good as you say."

"Shut up! You are not allowed to insult my idol." Zhong Weishi glared at him, "You didn't even watch it, you know what the hell."

"..." Gu Lizhou wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

"In short, I feel that he must be a very handsome person," Zhong Wei said, "I'll show you his handwriting! Don't everyone speak his handwriting like his own, so I think he himself should be the same as what he wrote. It’s as chic as words.”

"Didn't you just say that he is a big man who picks his feet?" Gu Lizhou said.

"Do you believe that kind of lying?" Zhong Weishi clicked on Weibo, and handed over the precious calligraphy left by Wan Lizhou back then, "Look!"

After five years, Gu Lizhou only felt that the words he left behind were sour and disgusting, just like watching Qzone when he was a student.

I really want to delete Weibo! ! !

The brain-dead fans also read it out affectionately, "'I believe in fate, and I also believe that fate is made by myself' step by step. Listen to it, how philosophical and confusing it is, a classic famous sentence!"

"What the hell." Gu Lizhou smiled so much that his brows and eyes crooked, "Then if you have a chance to meet him in person, what would you like to say to him?"

"See you in person..."

Regardless of men and women, when talking about idols, there are countless shining little stars hidden in their eyes.

Zhong Weishi was like an adolescent girl, holding his chin and fantasizing, "I must first shake hands with him for good luck! Then I want an autograph!"

Gu Lizhou raised an eyebrow, "That's it?"

Zhong Weishi's eyes rolled, "If you're alone, I'd like another hug, that way you'll have more luck."

"..." The co-author is planning to absorb his good luck all day long?

People clerk?

Gu Lizhou looked at him like a drunken concubine: "You don't have anything to say to him?"

Zhong Weishi hugged the pillow, giggling and giggling: "Brother Wanlizhou, I am your fan, can you add a WeChat..."

Gu Lizhou: "Learn about swimming and fitness?"

"Hey!" Zhong Weishi rolled his eyes.

"Look at how promising you are." Gu Lizhou asked with a smile, "What if it's added?"

"Turn through his circle of friends! See what the master is usually doing, and resell his latest information by the way, and you can make a fortune." Zhong Weishi slapped his thigh, "Wait a minute, you just now Let me start again with that question, I think one signature is not enough, I want a thousand! No, no, ten thousand!"

Gu Lizhou: "..." These are not fans, they are clearly vampires.

Zhong Weishi flipped through the latest comments, almost all of them hoped that Wanlizhou would reopen for business.

"If he comes out again, it is estimated that the entire Galaxy Century will be shaken."

Gu Lizhou raised his neck with pride.

can talk!

As expected of his fans!

"Why don't you ask him why he didn't write?"

"Why else?" Zhong Weishi shrugged, "I can't write when I'm too old."

Gu Lizhou's throat tightened.

His mood is just like his plot, with twists and turns and ups and downs.

Up and down up and down up and down...

He tightly grabbed the bed sheet and quilt cover under him, gritted his teeth, and managed to hold back the urge to kick Zhong Weishi from the third floor to the eighteenth floor underground.

"Ah, it's over, it's over, it's all your fault," Zhong Weishi patted the mattress several times, "I'm going to miss the live broadcast."

Gu Lizhou was taken aback: "What live broadcast?"

"Dafei's live broadcast! I have to go up and help him make a face-to-face meeting!" Zhong Weishi clicked into an app.

Gu Lizhou raised his hand and looked at his watch.

A quarter past twelve.

Contempt on his face: "Is this point a serious live broadcast?"

"Thank you for the rainbow candy from 'A branch of red apricot came out of the wall'... Ah, thank you for the lucky bell from 'This is not a car to the woods'..."

Dafei's "sweet" voice came from the phone.

Gu Lizhou's handsome facial features became distorted due to the shocking images and explicit barrage on the screen.

In the picture is a "little girl" with exquisite makeup, air bangs and double ponytails, a blue and white sailor suit, and a beautiful bow in the center of the top.

There are a pair of pink and white cute rabbit ears on the head, and the background should be in the bedroom, the bed is full of plush toys, and the bed cover has lace trim.

In short, it is four words: dream.eclectic.

After hearing about Ergou throwing 30 yuan to the anchor, Dafei was a little inspired, especially the sentence of the police uncle, "Little girl, did they bully you just now? You can tell us if they bully you." It gave him great encouragement.

I feel that this aspect of the male market can be well developed and made a little money.

So in the dead of night, a webcast was started.

"Serious live broadcast, absolutely serious, he never takes off his clothes in the live broadcast room." Zhong Weishi bowed his head and typed comments.

Gu Lizhou: "..."

The Internet speed upstairs is too slow, and the message cannot be sent out after two seconds and one minute.

Zhong Weishi bumped into the person next to him, "Do you still have data? Connect to me, the Internet is too slow upstairs."

Gu Lizhou's eyes widened: "What do you think of me?"

"Mobile hotspot." Zhong Weishi didn't think about it.

"..." Gu Lizhou was also very rude, "If you don't borrow it, why don't you use data?"

Zhong Weishi, a representative of contemporary poor households, whose phone bill balance will never be less than 10 yuan. In the 4G era, he still worries about insufficient data every month.

"I'll be in arrears if I use it again! Lend me fifty cents for a chat. There are many cutlery in the refrigerator. I invite you to get it yourself." Zhong Weishi said.

"I don't eat sweets in the middle of the night." Gu Lizhou said.

"Then save it for tomorrow." Zhong Weishi squeezed his thumb and forcibly unlocked it with his fingerprint, "Everyone is a brother, so don't be polite to me. Remember to check the production date when the time comes, some batches are from the year before last .”

"..."

Gu Lizhou suddenly felt that it was a miracle that this bastard could survive till now, even more miraculous than when he was on the rich list back then!

After connecting to the hotspot, the picture is still stuck. This time it is obviously a problem with the mobile phone.

Gu Lizhou frowned: "Your broken mobile phone should have been replaced with a stainless steel washbasin long ago."

Zhong Weishi: "..."

At this point, the number of people in the live broadcast room has approached four digits.

For an old man like Gu Lizhou who has retired from the world for many years, it is another unbelievable thing.

The forest is really big and there are all kinds of birds.

Zhong Weishi's ID rolled out as if someone pressed it on the keyboard.

[fapgnapg]: Feibao, love you!Come on!Today's body is the third color in the snow color and moonlight, stunning!

Gu Lizhou retched.

Bullet screen: "fapgnapg" sent out a Mai Lisu.

Gu Lizhou glanced at him: "One yuan, is this what you call noodles?"

Zhong Weishi: "You know a chicken feather! One dollar is not money! Do you know what this one dollar means to me!"

Gu Lizhou was full of contempt: "What?"

Zhong Weishi raised his voice: "It means that I won't have hot strips in my pancakes tomorrow! You can't look at what I give, but what I have! You are a pampered person who doesn't understand our poor people at all. Painful! Do you know that not being able to eat spicy strips is a kind of..."

Gu Lizhou sent him a WeChat red envelope: "One year's spicy strips."

"Thank you boss!" Zhong Weishi immediately kowtowed to him.

At the same time, Dafei smiled at the camera: "Thank you to the one at the beginning of 'f' for sending me a piece of Melissa."

Gu Lizhou was very curious, "Why did he have to read out the things everyone sent?"

"Hmm..." Zhong Weishi paused for a few seconds, "It's probably a sense of ritual, to express gratitude, and you will feel very proud when you are read."

Gu Lizhou: "Like a beggar."

"Can you shut up." Zhong Weishi gave him a hard look.

Shocked and embarrassed, Gu Lizhou pointed at Da Fei on the screen and asked, "He, he, can he hear us now?"

Zhong Weishi: "..." He felt that Gu Lizhou lied about his age at the age of 32, so he must be from the generation of his grandparents, right?