Chapter 16: Everyone’s Nervous (Sixteen) Click 1 to hear my revenge plan…

He Xiaoqiu: "I just said I would send you a photo, I found it~"

Wei Yuanye: "Thank you."

He Xiaoqiu: "It's okay. If you have anything else you want to see, you can come to me secretly."

He sent a few emojis and the picture ended here. I don’t know if Wei Yuanye replied again.

Even though Zhang Deng had straightened his mind a little earlier, it was still hard for him to control the corners of his mouth. He felt completely relieved, looked up from his phone, and asked, "What do you want this for?"

"He said he would give it to me." Wei Yuanye said.

Zhang Deng couldn't figure out what He Xiaoqiu was trying to do, but since Wei Yuanye had already explained it, he believed it and said, "Okay."

What did they mean by "Okay"? Actually, neither of them understood.

Wei Yuanye got up from the sofa, put on his slippers and walked over, looking at him with his chin raised, not knowing what he was going to do.

Wei Yuanye sat next to him and asked, "What are you writing?"

Zhang Deng said, "Ah, I haven't officially started writing yet."

"I'm writing a biography," Zhang Deng said. "I want to write a long story."

Wei Yuanye didn't interrupt him, which meant he could continue. Zhang Deng wasn't sure if he would be interested in his stories, so he tentatively introduced them: "It's about a girl's growth process. It might be a little boring and clichéd."

"A girl who suffered domestic violence as a child," Zhang Deng said. "She came from a middle-class family, had average grades, and looked average. She was always bigger and stronger than other girls. Sometimes her mother loved her deeply, but other times she attributed her own pain to giving birth to her. This volatile love caused her great pain."

Zhang Deng said: "Her father was a domestic abuser. She was abused when she was little. But when she grew up, she was taller than her father, so her father stopped beating her."

"I think she was very eager for love at first," Zhang Deng thought, "but she couldn't find a particularly suitable boy. The boys her family introduced to her were either not as tall as her, not as strong as her, too stingy, or like her father, looked violent."

"So, she's in her twenties and twenties, and everyone around her is married and has children, but she's still on her own, with a bad relationship with her parents and difficulty handling intimate relationships. She must be feeling desperate."

Wei Yuanye said: "And then?"

"Later, she had an opportunity and started to get involved in physical training," Zhang Deng said. "She found that her 170cm tall, 135kg body, and strong thighs and butt were very suitable for climbing and running. She decided to train herself, even though she was already old."

Zhang Deng said: "I think she will eventually choose a sport and work hard until she becomes an excellent coach."

"What about love?" Wei Yuanye asked.

Zhang Deng: "There is no love."

Zhang Deng said: "Because it's good to be without love, she will find that a strong body is more suitable for women because women can better control their strength and emotions and will not bully others."

"That's what I want to say," Zhang Deng said, a little embarrassed. "Maybe in the end there will be a boy who loves her very much, and she will choose to be with him, but that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that she can accept that she is an ordinary person who is not ordinary. She is lucky to have muscles and strength, which can protect herself and others, instead of looking for a man to protect her."

Wei Yuanye said, "Very good."

"Really?" Zhang Deng wasn't entirely satisfied. "That's all I can think of right now. It's a bit boring right now, but the story will get more interesting once other characters are added."

Wei Yuanye discovered that what Zhang Deng longed for was completely opposite to what he actually had.

It can be seen that Zhang Deng envies those who do not care about their loneliness and pursue spiritual freedom. He also appreciates the strong bodies of women and does not approve of excessive thinness.

But in reality, Zhang Deng has always been afraid of loneliness and afraid of becoming fat and ugly.

Wei Yuanye wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't ask.

Zhang Deng didn’t know what he was thinking. He was immersed in the life of his character and even felt happy and proud of it.

Wei Yuanye said: "I think it's very interesting."

"If I write it down later," Zhang Deng said, "I'll show it to you."

But then he thought, Wei Yuanye must have passed away by then, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Wei Yuanye said, "I can see it."

"Really?" Zhang Deng was very considerate and didn't ask any further questions. "I hope I can finish it."

"But as for that photo," Zhang Deng finally couldn't help but said, "You can ask me for it."

Wei Yuanye: "Didn't you say it was ugly? I thought you wouldn't give it to me."

Zhang Deng: “?”

"Who said it was ugly?"

"He Xiaoqiu said that I looked ugly in the photos?" Zhang Deng asked doubtfully.

He picked up the phone and looked at it for a long time. He said, "Is it ugly?"

Wei Yuanye couldn't bear to look at it, so he asked, "Do you think it looks good?"

Zhang Deng: "I use it as my Renren avatar!"

Wei Yuanye: “…”

The sky under the lanterns seemed to collapse a little, and he asked, "Is it ugly?"

Wei Yuanye said kindly, "Not bad."

"At least no one can tell it's you," Wei Yuanye said. "They'll just think you're non-mainstream and that you just picked up the picture at random."

Zhang Deng held his head with his hands, trying to ease the overwhelming embarrassment and regret.

Wei Yuanye stood up and completely understood why the pictures Zhang Deng took of him were so abstract. It was not because Zhang Deng didn't work hard, but because Zhang Deng had no sense of aesthetics at all.

He said: "I posted the picture, you can go to the comments section."

Zhang Deng tremblingly opened Wei Yuanye's account and saw the new pictures Wei Yuanye had posted tonight, which Zhang Deng had taken of him in the restaurant.

A total of five photos were posted, all of which were Zhang Deng’s masterpieces selected from hundreds of photos.

Wei Yuanye's copywriter: "Call the police for me."

Comment section: "I'm afraid the police won't be able to find you even with a photo."

"If you really owe him money, just pay it back."

Zhang Deng: “…”

Zhang Deng replied to Wei Yuanye: "If I hadn't been born, the photography world would have been in darkness forever."

Someone immediately commented: "That bitch is so stubborn."

After being manipulated by Zhang Deng, Wei Yuanye gradually lost one or two thousand yuan and then maintained a relatively stable state.

Wei Yuanye himself had no intention of running the business properly, and the positioning of his account was very clear from the beginning - to make Zhang Deng's character more rounded.

In Zhang Deng's account, everyone can only see Zhang Deng's out-of-date old-fashionedness and stubbornness, but in Wei Yuanye's account, we can see his other side.

Zhang Deng slept well that night.

The biography of the character has been written, the misunderstanding has been resolved, and I have gained a small amount of peace during this period.

This time when he had the dream again, his reaction was not as big, he just felt like "it's happening again".

The boy sat in front of the computer and said with some melancholy, "Zhang Xiaodeng, I really don't want to travel anymore. It's too tiring."

Zhang Deng also sat in front of his computer, looking at the strings of data running inside. He said, "I would rather travel the world. Now asking a liberal arts student to run data every day is really forcing a civilian to go to the battlefield and fight the enemy."

The boy said, "The last time I traveled to a world, the little boy was a bad guy with an antisocial personality. I thought I had touched him, but I accidentally saw his diary. He had written eight pages planning how to kill me."

The boy held out his hand: "Eight articles!"

"I've only written seven theses for my graduation," the boy said. "I'm really burned out. I feel so inadequate."

"The World Tree will protect every poor little thing that travels here," Zhang Deng said calmly, "because you signed a lifelong contract with it, and it won't let you die."

The boy gave him a middle finger and said, "Thank you."

Zhang Deng said, "You should find a permanent partner. This way, your travels will be more comfortable."

"Forget it," the boy said, "I just feel it's too miserable."

"Why do you say that?"

"If you want to be a partner, of course you should find someone you like," the boy said, "but who wants to work with someone they like?"

"That makes sense." Zhang Deng couldn't refute it.

Zhang Deng stared blankly at the screen in front of him. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. He asked, "Is there something wrong with this data?"

The boy slid his swivel wheelchair over and leaned over to take a look: "Where... Holy shit!"

Zhang Deng immediately stood up and put on his clothes. The boy moved the screen over and said, "Coordinates xc54, ye87, ze34." Zhang Xiaodeng immediately collapsed!

"A cosmic collapse!" the boy shouted after him, seeing him run to open the door. "Hey, the Ze axis is full of magic resistance universe, take this."

Zhang Deng turned around and caught the silver pistol thrown by the boy in mid-air.

"I'll get you someone right away," the boy said, "just hold on for now."

He turned on the light and opened the door. A burst of light hit him and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The morning sunlight also woke him up at this time.

Zhang Deng felt like he was going to a meeting alone and entering reality.

But soon, because he smelled the steamed buns, he began to accept reality.

But when he got up, he found that there was only breakfast in the room, and Wei Yuanye had disappeared.

Zhang Deng opened the plastic bag and called him, but the other party picked up the phone after a while.

"Where have you been?" Zhang Deng was chewing a bun and his words were a little unclear.

Wei Yuanye only said: "Right away."

Then he hung up.

Zhang Deng looked at the phone with some surprise. He sat at the dining table and waited for a while. After about an hour, Wei Yuanye came back.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhang Deng asked curiously, "What were you doing?"

Wei Yuanye said: "Murder."

Zhang Deng: “?”

"Really?" Zhang Deng asked.

Wei Yuanye smiled: "You really believe it."

"I saw a good runway," Wei Yuanye said, "and just went down to try it out."

Zhang Deng felt relieved and said, "Then you should have told me."

Wei Yuanye said: "I didn't expect you to wake up so early."

This reason was very convincing, and Zhang Deng was well convinced. He said, "When you weren't home, I thought you were gone."

"It's not that I don't want you to leave," Zhang Deng said, realizing that what he said wasn't quite right. "I just hope you can tell me in advance."

After washing his hands, Wei Yuanye sat opposite him and threw a steamed bun into his mouth. He nodded to indicate that he heard it.

Zhang Deng said: "Just like a story should have an ending, everything must have a beginning and an end. It's not okay not to say goodbye."

Wei Yuanye continued to nod, hearing every word and agreeing with it.

Zhang Deng was satisfied and said, "I'm glad you understand me."

In the past two days, the trend on the Internet seems to be a little off.

The clippings of Zhang Deng's livestream have become increasingly annoying. The comments section has seen some discord, centered around the idea that Zhang Deng plays dumb and plays the innocent role of a clueless persona. While some have spoken up for Zhang Deng, he ultimately has little emotional connection with his fans, and most people are just watching the fun.

Zhang Deng's fan base also dropped by more than 20,000 due to this public opinion bias.

Zhang Deng could guess that it was Liu Yan's trick, but he didn't know how to deal with it.

To say he was playing dumb is a bit insulting. Whether he was acting dumb or not is a minor matter; the main thing is that he didn't think he was stupid during that live broadcast. He's a very good student and has excellent writing skills. So, just because he's behind the internet, he's stupid?

Zhang Deng said: "People shouldn't judge me as playing dumb just because I don't understand some memes, because this criterion is unscientific."

Wei Yuanye asked: "What's your IQ?"

"130," Zhang Deng said. "It's measured on the Wechsler scale."

Zhang Deng clearly felt that Wei Yuanye was choked after hearing this.

"I can test it again now," Zhang Deng said. "I wonder if there have been any changes in the past few years."

Wei Yuanye said: "There is no need."

Zhang Deng: "Then what should I do?"

But he didn't really need Wei Yuanye to give him advice. Wei Yuanye had discovered long ago that Zhang Deng often just needed someone to sit next to him and share some of his loneliness and pressure. Zhang Deng had his own ideas.

He is also very stubborn and never listens to advice.

Wei Yuanye lay on the sofa and said casually, "What do you want to do?"

Zhang Deng said, "Let's start another live broadcast."

"Okay." Wei Yuanye said indifferently.

Zhang Deng does what he says and has excellent execution. He immediately gets up to change his clothes and orders Wei Yuanye to change his clothes as well. Wei Yuanye always wears the same clothes when he appears on camera. Many fans have expressed that they cannot accept that he never changes his clothes.

Wei Yuanye said: "Just this one."

Zhang Deng was also worried. He said, "I have to buy you a few more pieces."

Wei Yuanye looked funny in his clothes because Zhang Deng's clothes were small in size. Even if Zhang Deng wore a loose shirt, it would still be tight on Wei Yuanye, as if it was just skirting the edge.

Wei Yuanye had no choice but to put on the clothes he had worn hundreds of times and sit next to Zhang Deng.

Zhang Deng realized that this live broadcast would not be peaceful.

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