Chapter 42 Home
As expected, Yueying followed Gu Ruoyan.
No matter how much I can't trust others, I can't not trust Gu Ruoyan's department.
Chu Ge's door was open, and the "young couple" watched them leave. Before leaving, Yueying bowed to Qiu Wuji with some apology in her eyes.
It seems like he is saying that he has not fulfilled his promise to research shadow powers for you.
Qiu Wuji smiled and said he didn't mind.
The elevator arrived, and as Gu Ruoyan and Yueying were separated by the elevator door, it seemed as if the episode that had troubled them for a while had faded away, and they could return to their previous ordinary world of the two of them.
Qiu Wuji felt pretty good when he thought about this, and his regret about not being able to study the shadow power was much alleviated.
Anyway, that's his innate ability, there's no need to force it. Aren't your own magic skills enough? At most, you can ask a certain creator god to add a setting, and a shocking secret book appears somewhere, triggering a fight among various powerful people, and even help him come up with a big plot.
Wait a minute...Qiu Wuji suddenly asked Chu Ge: "Can you directly write a shadow magic technique?"
Chu Ge thought about it and was a little dazed: "It seems... very simple. Just write a certain dragon suit who practices this method and it's done. The copy has to design different dragon suit abilities anyway, this saves me a lot of trouble..."
The two looked at each other expressionlessly. They had to consider bringing people in for such a simple matter. What were they thinking about recently?
Thinking about it more carefully, Chu Ge was simply cheating among cheats. He just wrote down whatever ability he wanted. Naturally, Qiu Wuji could learn everything at his level, and he could even bring him out to teach him in the end.
What kind of talents do other people have? Especially some special ones who hope to be unique, he just needs to write it down.
Qiu Wuji couldn't help but say: "If this is your superpower, it is definitely the most shameless superpower in the world."
"I can't be so shameless alone, mainly because there is a heroine to cooperate with me. So we call it Jianfu Y..."
Before he could finish his words, Qiu Wuji kicked him over: "Get lost."
In fact, Chu Ge was well prepared. He had already turned over on the sofa and looked at her intently.
Qiu Wuji bit his lower lip and glared.
I always felt that something was wrong after he hugged me yesterday, even though he pretended to be nonchalant and helped to interrupt my incoherent speech. It seemed that the atmosphere had returned to normal, but both of them knew that something was different.
Whether you are willing to hug him or not is secondary. Why would you be willing to cooperate with him and "claim to be his girlfriend"? Why do you think that you are doing the right thing by demonstrating with your blind date?
Qiu Wuji himself couldn't figure it out.
She almost regretted her performance yesterday. She hadn't been able to concentrate during meditation the whole night, and today she was being verbally abused.
"I'm not making breakfast! Go out and eat by yourself!" Qiu Wuji protested.
Chu Ge smiled apologetically: "I'll go out and buy you some soy milk."
Qiu Wuji couldn't help but think of his previous books, and he always felt that soy milk had other meanings.
Not pure anymore.
How can there be such a person?
But it's still pretty good. Qiu Wuji watched Chu Ge leave and took out the APP to continue watching.
It's quite comfortable without those messy psychics disturbing me. No wonder Chu Ge said that Ye Gong likes dragons. It's really unpleasant to have a peaceful life disrupted.
But your own abilities are extraordinary among the extraordinary, and my existence is so special, can I really avoid some things?
Chu Ge went out to buy soy milk and steamed buns, and someone tagged him on WeChat.
I picked it up and saw that the university classmates group...
Lao Hong: "We're having a party this weekend. It's the graduation season. We should have something for the fifth anniversary, right?"
Lao Hong was the monitor of the class. Although everyone never thought that the monitor of the university had any sense of existence, he had to take the lead in every group activity. Chu Ge himself was an organization committee member. This position was even more magical. He still didn't know what this position in the class was used for. It sounded like it was used for organizing activities, but it seemed to correspond to personnel. Which classmate do you want to promote?
So apart from the fact that he had been a class leader written on his resume, Chu Ge himself didn't know that he was a class leader.
When Lao Hong's group tagged him, there were few responses. It took a long time before a few people responded: "It's time to get together."
Someone else responded: "I'm not free this week. I'm still on a business trip over the weekend."
"My wife's due date is this weekend."
Regardless of the response, it was generally sparse, and Lao Hong didn't care. He said directly: "It's okay, if you want to come, come. Let's count the number of people so that we can reserve a table."
Chugo used to be one of those who played dead while diving. After thinking about it, he finally said, "Count me in. It's the fifth anniversary, so it's quite meaningful."
Yang Dingtian: "Ha, I said Chu Ge would come, it seems like he has changed his personality a bit."
"Hey, change the words. Isn't it less ambiguous to use 'transform' instead of 'change'?" Chu Ge joked casually, thinking to himself that I can say that I'm targeting you, and thought that there would be no harm in communicating more with Lin Wuyang in the current situation.
It is undeniable that I have become more utilitarian in my socializing and have become the person I hated in the beginning.
Everyone in the group laughed: "Great writers speak differently, and they pay attention to the ambiguity of words."
Chugo also made a hip-armed expression.
In fact, Chu Ge doesn’t like to see others calling him a great writer, because every time he sees it he feels like it’s a malicious mockery.
There is only one dividing line between whether the same word can be a joke or a compliment: whether you are really a great writer.
He is not.
Qiu Wuji is quite right. Best-selling writers are still quite respected, right? But the concept of "best-selling" for online writers is different from this. Many best-selling writers have not been able to cross this gap. Only a few of them have achieved immortality, but in fact, in the minds of most people, they are still different from traditional writers.
Therefore, Chu Ge hated to attend the Writers Association meetings. He once attended one, and someone on the rostrum was acting weird, so a group of online writers left the room en masse, which was extremely embarrassing. Later, there was another "online literature seminar" where not a single online writer attended, which also became a topic of conversation.
It is said that GHS caused the bad reputation of Chugo because of the things he wrote before, but Chugo does not admit it. Because his obscure driving is nothing compared to the blatant driving of many publications. Who is accusing who?
But no matter what, your grades are still the most important. There is a huge difference between having your classmates hear about your masterpiece and having no one know what you have written at all.
What is the purpose of living a lifetime?
"I'm back." While chatting ramblingly in the group, Chu Ge still went home carrying soy milk and steamed buns.
When Chu Ge saw Qiu Wuji stuffing yesterday's clothes into the washing machine on the balcony, she was stunned. Something was spreading in her heart, just like the first time she cooked.
I always feel that I have a home.
Although it doesn't seem to be true.
"You..." He said a little dryly: "Don't you have the cleaning skill? Why do you need a washing machine?"
"Oh." Qiu Wuji studied the washing machine and said casually, "How do you experience everything in this world using immortal methods?"
“Well…” Chu Ge didn’t say anything else and put the soy milk buns on the table: “Let’s eat first.”
Feeling that his voice became very gentle, Qiu Wuji turned his head and looked at him strangely.
Chu Ge ate a steamed bun and went into the house, muttering, "I'm going to write some words, and by the way, I'll see if the promotion effect has exploded now."
Qiu Wuji still felt that his tone and attitude were strange: "Are you still worried about being looked down upon by the blind date?"
Chu Ge smiled and said, "Blind daters are just a microcosm of society. I'm going to attend a class reunion in a few days - oh, it's basically a reunion of disciples from the same sect. The feeling of those who are doing well and those who are not is different."
"You... are so vulgar."
"I am indeed a vulgar person... Humans are social animals, before I became an immortal."
Qiu Wuji pressed the button to start the washing machine. Looking at the way it was spinning, he suddenly turned around and smiled: "Although your book is... but I think it's well written."
As if she felt that this was a bit wrong, she quickly added: "It is great that you can manifest me."
Chu Ge ignored her addition. He stared at her smiling face blankly, feeling as if something in his heart was about to melt.
(End of this chapter)
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