Chu Li: "..."

If one day, you find that you have no intimate communication for three years

The fanatical imitator of a great master is actually the great master A himself. How would you react?

...Overjoyed? Panicked? Block him and never see him again? Or pretend nothing happened and play this tacit role-playing game with him?

At this point, I replied to this fan [Sorry, we cannot disclose the specific information of the contributor], then Chu Li took his hands off the keyboard and began to think about his own life...

This reader's suspicion was a wake-up call for her. It would have been fine if no one mentioned it, as she could have used the excuse that "L-kun was just imitating Hirokawa, so what's so strange about that" to get away with it. She could have forced herself to conclude that all her guesses were just illusions caused by her preconceived ideas...

But now, even Chu Chuan's casual fans think so...

If you think about it carefully, Mr. L and Chu Chuan are really a bit alike——

This does not only refer to the writing style.

For example, the voices of L-kun and Chu Chuan are of the same tone. Although she and L-kun did not speak to each other many times, Chu Chuan still had a cold when they spoke to each other for the first time, so there was no way to compare them.

For example, recall that on the afternoon when she first met "Mr. Angry Fox", Mr. L also mysteriously disappeared, claiming that he had to go out for something... What if the so-called "something" meant coming to Yuanyue Society to "cause trouble"?

Normally when he couldn't contact Chuan, Mr. L would be like a corpse with no reaction;

Famous quote from the famous writer Chu Chuan: "Do you think I'm begging for food?" That night, Mr. L sent out sincere wishes to Yuanyue Society, saying "May it pass away" and "May it go bankrupt", as if he had deep hatred and grievances.

A collection of autographed prints of the first fifty years of the reign of Empress Yu, found in the waste paper pile outside the house of Chu Chuan;

The "Luohe Divine Book" was successfully signed after this, and during this period, Zhaochuan's attitude changed 180 degrees;

The first time we planned to write the front volume, we couldn't find an author. After I complained to Mr. L, Jiang Yucheng came to us.

No matter how much Jiang Yucheng takes care of his old fans, how could he just happen to come to her when she needed help the most? Even if the goddess of luck opens her eyes, she can't be like Sun Wukong, with flaming eyes that can hit whatever she points at;

And Chu Chuan and Jiang Yucheng are so close that they are almost wearing open-crotch pants;

On the day when Jiang Yucheng's front matter incident broke out, Zhuchuan went to City B to soak in the hot springs. That night, Chuli was on the phone with Mr. L. Mr. L had turned on his voice changer, so Chuli heard the sound of someone walking and water on his side. At that time, Chuli thought he was talking to her in the bathtub and laughed at him for being so busy...

But.

Why is there someone walking around next to the bathtub? ! ! !

If you are in the bathroom, there should be an echo even if you turn on the voice changer!!!

"………………………………"

Chu Li sat in his seat, feeling like he had suddenly opened the door to a new world. Lao Miao was talking to him beside him, but he couldn't hear what he was saying. He responded in a daze, then opened the document that Mr. L had sent him and looked at it carefully.

Once you accept this setting, you will find that it is indeed similar, similar here and there, even the punctuation marks... Mr. L's writing is similar to the style of Zhuchuan. Although you can feel that the writer has tried his best to restrain himself from letting the iconic dashes fly everywhere, they still appear once or twice every one or two paragraphs...

The more I look at it, the more similar it is.

That’s right, a person who hadn’t written anything for three years suddenly felt so familiar when he wrote again. Even Chu Li’s first reaction was that he had never given up writing in the past three years…

Chu Li huddled in her chair, her mind wandering. Her thoughts drifted to some distant and strange directions. She imagined Zhao Chuan calling her "wife" and "wife" over and over again. Her cheeks warmed up slightly, and her heartbeat quickened. That familiar feeling came back. Chu Li raised her hands and pounded her chest. The thump thump was so loud that Yu Yao could hear it. She raised her head and called her, "Are you okay? If you feel unwell, take a leave and go home."

“…It’s okay.” Chu Li raised her hand and put her hair behind her. A suspicious light pink blush appeared on her fair face. She paused and emphasized, “I’m fine.”

Ah Xiang stared at Chu Li through Lao Miao for a while, then shrank back and typed with Chu Li on Q -

[Flying Elephant: You don't look fine, are you sick? I see you serve those three Togashi Yoshihiro every day... According to incomplete statistics, the chance of sudden death in our profession is 30% higher than that of other professions, second only to the game bosses of major game companies - but since you have three Togashi Yoshihiro in your hands, you should be evenly matched with the game bosses.]

[The navy hired by the monkey: …]

[The navy hired by Monkey: There is only Lao Miao between us. Why can't you just say what you want to say instead of typing it out? ]

【Flying Elephant: "A shy emoticon"】

[Flying Elephant: You know I have social barriers, otherwise how could the green tea bird next door bully me in the beginning? ]

[The navy hired by the monkey: …]

After thanking Ah Xiang for his concern, Chu Li continued to recover to the state of soul-leaving.

——What if Zhuchuan is really Mr. L? I complain about Zhuchuan to Mr. L every day, and I can't stop calling him an actor.

...That's not right. If Mr. L is really Zhu Chuan, he would be too busy to kill me. How could he be so kind as to leave a loft worth NT$4.2 million for me to live in and not charge rent?

——Then the question is, if Zhuochuan was not Mr. L, how could you two have such a deep friendship that someone would sacrifice a loft worth 4.2 million for you to live in?

...That's not right. Didn't I also cook for him, walk the dog, do laundry, and clean the house? This morning when I went out, the aunt next door thought I was Chu Chuan's daughter-in-law and praised me for being diligent.

——Who can’t cook, walk the dog, and do laundry?

...That's not right. The housekeeper you can call through the APP is not as young and beautiful as me!

——What’s the point of being young and beautiful to cook, walk the dog, and do laundry?

...That's not right. After all, I should be walking around his house, right?

In this way, in the tangled state of "figuring it out one second and not figuring it out the next", Chu Li spent his entire work day in a daze... When he was eating instant noodles at noon, he even made a joke that he shook all the ingredients in the seasoning packet into the trash can, threw the remaining seasoning packet into the instant noodles, and carefully poured boiling water into it, and finally borrowed a handful of salt from Guan Axiang and reluctantly ate a bowl of plain noodles.

The working status is of course zero.

When it was almost time to get off work, Chu Li couldn't muster up the courage to talk to either Mr. L or Zhuan Chuan - when he heard the bell for the end of get off work and the sound of Lao Miao stretching beside him, Chu Li turned off the computer with a sense of relief, grabbed his bag and stood up, wondering whether he should go under a bridge to squeeze in with the Beggar Gang brothers tonight?

………………………………Now, whenever she thought of Zhuchuan’s face, she would imagine him calling her “wife”.

Just as she was lost in thought, Yu Yao called everyone to stop. Chu Li turned around reflexively and saw Yu Yao stuffing two movie tickets into her hands the next second: "This is a benefit distributed by the Yuanyue Society. This week, there will be a movie about authors and editors. All of you should bring the authors you are close to to watch it, so as to increase resonance and build closer relationships..."

Chu Li stared at the two movie tickets in his hand.

Yu Yao smiled and said, "Chu Li, you can also bring your boyfriend to see it. What's his name? Mr. L."

——Anyway, he is going to be one of the authors we want to collaborate with…

Yu Yao didn't even have time to finish the second half of his sentence.

At this time, Chu Li raised his head and looked at it strangely: "Why did I take Zhu Chuan to the movies?"

Yu Yao: “????”

A quiet room.

Before everyone could react, Chu Li had already smiled sweetly at the confused Yu Yao with a matter-of-fact look on his face, as if to say, "I didn't say anything wrong, why are you keeping silent?" Then he turned around and walked out of the editorial office at a brisk pace.

Until her back completely disappeared from the eyes of everyone in the editorial department, Lao Miao finally became the first one to break the silence among the crowd.

He blinked and asked in a confused tone: "Her boyfriend? Zhuochuan? Who?"