"Just writing for fun." Yu Huan casually swiped the screen of his mobile phone.
"So many comments, why are they all urging you to update? Let me see..." Wu Mianmian couldn't help laughing as she read, "Why is there someone who wants to marry you?"
"No updates, he's a demon that kills without blinking an eye..."
"What did you put in the text...it's so hot."
"???????Honey, something terrible has happened! Our two children hit someone at school, and the parents are asking us to pay a hundred dollars in compensation..."
"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha..." Wu Mianmian laughed until she was out of breath. The thought of how many people on the Internet were pestering this lazy guy beside her to write things in various ways made it even funnier.
After class, Xu Qingheng, who had no strength to walk and lay silently on the table, clicked on Mrs. Sweet and Sour Fish's homepage for the forty-second time to heal herself, was distracted by the laughter.
"Let me look at it for a while." Wu Mianmian scrolled down and found another one that was different. "Someone even wrote a short essay urging me to update."
The students in the classroom had left in twos and threes as soon as the teacher said the get out of class was over, leaving the front of the room empty, so they didn't notice a figure in the back row slowly sitting up straight.
"Dear Sweet and Sour Fish, hello, I would like to seriously discuss with you the important issue of update frequency. Scientific research shows that human memory is limited. If you don't update for a long time, people will easily forget, resulting in a loss of readers..."
The figures in the back row seemed to be frozen, and their shadows reflected on the desks were as stiff as a mummy that had been buried underground for thousands of years and had just been unearthed.
"What if they really forget what they learned earlier?" Wu Mianmian asked casually.
Yu Huan's eyes lit up: "That's great, then I don't have to write..."
Before he could finish his words, there was a loud noise behind him, and the tables were pushed together by a strong force.
The two turned their heads in astonishment, and saw Xu Qingheng, who was known for his cool and reliable persona in their class, walking towards them step by step with a sinister look on his face, muttering, "Great?"
"Not writing anymore?"
"Are you, are you crazy?" Wu Mianmian asked in horror.
Yu Huan: ???
Yu Huan:!!!
Could it be what she thought?!
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