Xiao Li had a complicated feeling, and after coaxing the sin to emerge, he didn't plan to lie to him again, and wrote down again: [Fake. 】Sin Heaven: [......]
Sin Heaven: [I knew that such a good thing would never happen to me. 】It's very sad, this guy juice.This cowardly personality mystery is very similar to Fu Zige, except that Fu Zige is more extroverted than Sin Tian, it is just simply timid, while Sin Tian is relatively much more homely, even if he obtains powerful supernatural powers, it only affects the room he is in, and even the entire building has not been affected.But think about it, the slightly resentful ghosts have already attacked the humans in that area, attracting the attention of the reincarnators.Xiao Li: [Do you know what happened to you?
】Sin Heaven: [I......
I remember, I also know who you are, they call you Sherlock. 】Xiao Li: [You can call me that, too.] 】Sin no longer speaks.Xiao Li: [Your power comes from fragments, but in that room, in the novel you updated earlier, there was another totem symbol, which you made up yourself?
】He drew the strange pattern on the paper in front of him, which was exactly the same symbol as Fu Zige's incident.Sin Heaven continues to be silent.Xiao Li tried a few more times, but couldn't get it out of it, he thought for a moment, and raised his hand to summon the microphone that had already stuffed himself behind the TV.Fu Zige: "What's wrong?"
”Xiao Li: "I'll give you one thing, I'll get it." ”Fu Zige said blankly: "What?
”“…… Sing to it, so annoyed that it has to show up to reply to you. ”Xiao Li folded the manuscript into a square-sized piece of paper and placed it on top of the microphone of the microphone.Fu Zige held this manuscript on his head, maintained his balance in the air and did not let it fall, and flew behind the glass of the balcony in a blink of an eye, and said to the puppet angrily: "Close the window, thank you." ”Tan Li silently closed the window with his hair.Then, Xiao Li could hear a faint sound coming from the balcony, the sound was very sharp, but it was not clear, and the rhythm was beautiful, and it was around the beam for three days......
Xiao Li turned his head to face the little yellow book on the table.I don't know if it's because it's all written manually, when Xiao Li was chatting with Sin Tian, he vaguely felt that he was talking to another Xiao Huang Ben that had been weakened countless times, but it was obvious that even if external factors were discarded, simply talking about Xiao Huang Ben's character was more cute than Sin Tianlai.Temporarily putting aside the matter of sinful heaven, Xiao Li turned to Shen Mirage: "Don't go?"
It's late. ”And what he has to say, he has already told the other party.Shen Mirage pretended to think for a while: "Can I stay overnight?"
”Before Xiao Li could speak, he had already continued: "I can sleep on the sofa without disturbing you, and I will make you breakfast tomorrow morning." ”The young man thought of the picture he described, and the corners of his lips curled upward: "What type do you like?"
”Xiao Li was stunned for a moment, it was indeed late today, he looked at the sofa under his hand, and then compared Shen Mizhi's height: "You can't sleep." ”With Shen Mirage's physique to sleep on the sofa, his long legs are indeed too aggrieved, and if the other party is allowed to sleep in his bed, then Xiao Li probably won't want to sleep tonight or tomorrow - so, under Xiao Li's resoluteness, Shen Mirage finally reluctantly left his house.After standing at the window and watching the car downstairs leave, Xiao Li also closed the curtains, packed up and prepared to go to bed, leaving space for Fu Zige to toss.Before that, however, the microphone outside the window tapped the glass twice: "Knock knock." ”Xiao Li opened the window and put it in: "What?
”The microphone floated up and down happily, and Fu Zige invited credit: "I've done it." ”Xiao Li: "How did you do it?"
”These two reality ghosts, one sings, the other codeword, both of them are not very smart, even if Fu Zige can use his singing voice to annoy it, it stands to reason that it will not be so fast.Fu Zige said: "I read the plot of the boss novel he wrote before. ”Immediately afterwards, it showed Xiao Li affectionately, and it recited the bridge of the sinful novel: "Mr.
Gu held the chin of the woman in front of him, and he said coldly: 'Woman, don't provoke me with delusion, you can't bear it!'"
’”The woman opposite him smiled coquettishly, twisted her body, approached Mr.
Gu, and asked, "What does Mr.
Gu want to do - I can't bear it?"
”"Mr.
Gu's heart fluttered, the person in front of him was damn sweet, but he immediately remembered the white moonlight in his heart, Xiaobai was still waiting for him on the hospital bed, he immediately suppressed his impulse and suppressed his anger: 'Look at your current appearance, Mrs.
Gu.' ”"Mrs.
Gu refused to back down, she looked at the handsome face in front of her: 'How am I now?'
”"Mr.
Gu shook off her hand and turned around to beckon the assistant: 'Send Mrs. back to her home!'
”Fu Zige sometimes pinched his throat, sometimes lowered his voice, trying his best to imitate the tone of both sides, and what was even more sassy was that due to the particularity of the microphone itself, its voice also carried a magnetism, reverberating leisurely in the entire space.Send your wife back to her home.Family.Xiao Li: "........." was publicly executed.Even he couldn't bear to close his eyes, let alone Sin Tian himself.At this time, the manuscript could no longer bear to say: "Shut up, shut up, shut up——!
, shut up 】The thick font is crying blood, if the sin can move, I can't wait to pull myself directly and turn into a paper ball to block Fu Zige's mouth.Fu Zige paused his reading: "Hehe, this novel it wrote was still found by Zhou Ying for me." ”Sin Tian turned to Xiao Li: [Sherlock, I'll answer your question and shut it up. 】[That symbol, I saw it on a website once, and I thought it would add more fear to the novel, so I added it, and it was as simple as that. 】[Now, hurry up, that microphone, stay away from me, I still have to think about how to write tomorrow's update!]
】Now the "His She" on the website is still being serialized, but the content has been changed from a boss to a horror novel, and after the initial anger, some readers choose to leave, but some people think that the newly written subject matter is more interesting and continue to chase more.Although the renewal no longer has the power to change reality, Sintian still retains the habit of writing."
Good job," Xiao Li grabbed the bottom of Fu Zige's microphone and routinely praised it, "Go in and continue watching that variety show." ”Fu Zi Gele flew in, turned on the TV, and stuffed himself into the best viewing position.After it entered, Xiao Li took out his pen and wrote on the manuscript of Sintian: [Which website?
】Sin Tian: [I don't remember the specific website, I only remember the process.] 】Xiao Li was patiently waiting for its reply, but the other party was so stuck, he had to ask: [What process?]
】Sintian is unspeakable: [......
Baidu's "how should authors attract readers", Baidu Encyclopedia, which ranks first, will pop up a pop-up window, and that's how that website pops up.There's only one image in this site, and that's the one I've attached at the end of the article. 】Xiao Li put the manuscript on the bookshelf in the room, and used the mobile phone browser to search the web according to the method of Sin Tian, but after he clicked in this time, no additional web page popped up, and he didn't know if it was temporary, or Sin Tian remembered something wrong.However, the pop-up window of the web page, the graffiti corner......
How can the propagation of this totem not be high?
In the following months, Xiao Li has not been pulled into the dungeon, and at the same time, there are frequent supernatural events in reality, and some of those who don't need Xiao Li to go have been sorted out and sent to him by the people on Ye Zeqing's side.In the third week, Xiao Li received a reply email from the "I Am the King of Singers" program team.One of the program staff named Ah Le praised the song, saying that his hoarse voice had a different connotation, not only that, but he also invited the songwriter Fu Zige to come to the interview.Go, you definitely can't go, Xiao Li will send the recording of this song to the past, just to let Fu Zige get a little more approval.He refused the interview of the program team and transferred the praise in the email to Fu Zige, and the KTV ghost was excited on the spot.That night, while Xiao Li went to school, Fu Zige did something.In the "I Am the King of Singers" program group, in a recording studio, several staff members in charge of screening songs sat inside, with iced coffee in hand to refresh themselves.After another song, a girl with Jenny written on her chest name tag said: "Not bad is good, but it doesn't have its own characteristics and doesn't give people a bright feeling." ”The person next to her is Ah Le, he is a literary young man, less than thirty years old, wearing the uniform of the program team, he still remembers the song he heard in the afternoon: "It's still that song, the person who sings must be very experienced, and his voice is just right, if only he could be invited, and then make a gimmick of 'I have a story, do you have wine', we don't have to worry about the next hot spot." ”"Tsk, isn't it inconvenient for people to reply?"
Jenny said, she paused the next wave of submissions, "I wasn't there when you listened in the afternoon, I'll hear how good it is." ”As the tape played, the song that Fu Zige sang in the abandoned bar slowly flowed out.Jenny also showed an appreciative gaze: "It's good, it's mainly distinctive, unpolished but has gone through vicissitudes, and the mood is very sufficient, suitable for writing a script."
But why do I think this echo is a little weird?
The sound quality is also not very good. ”Doesn't that show his rarity?
It's a pity, it's a pity, this kind of song is easy to resonate with people, and it's not just limited to love. ”Ah Le held down the coffee, took a sip, stood up and said to his companion, "I'll go to the toilet." ”"Go ahead."
His companion pressed play again.That is, the moment Ah Le got up, he saw a face appear in the ventilation duct above the head of the recording studio, and he had been looking at him for I don't know how long.The face was not like a living person, it was extremely white, its posture was strange, it still held a microphone in its hand, and its neck was twisted to an incredible angle.The grimace was facing him, and those eyes seemed to be targeting him, but they didn't move, and even craned their necks to lean forward.It was Fu Zige, who deliberately came out of the microphone of the sojourn, revealed his original body, and showed a grateful look at him."
AhhhAh Le rolled his eyes and fell to the ground on the spot.※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Ale: Can you thank you all the time?
() I wasn't born a European emperor