Confession to Qingmei was rejected, and I met the yandere senior!

Their eyes met in the air.

There seems to be a strong murderous aura.

Lin Chen looked at each other so directly, was it too sudden or presumptuous?

Three seconds later, Jiang Muzhi looked away, a strand of broken hair fell suddenly, and he opened his legs and left the noisy Internet café.

"It's beautiful, it's cool, it's sassy!"

Chen Feifei showed demented eyes, and Lin Chen smiled: "She helps others like this, won't she get into any trouble?"

"Yes, but rarely, do you know who her dad is?"

"Whisper..."

In another minute, Jiang Muzhi's background was explained, Lin Chen nodded, it turned out that her father was a boxing champion and had won the championship in the national boxing competition.

And her grandfather is also a predator in the entertainment industry.

As the saying goes, there are no problems in life with a good background.

"But the senior sister is very low-key and almost doesn't communicate with others, so she should be afraid."

Speaking of which, Chen Feifei had some pity.

Lin Chen couldn't cry or laugh: "Are you afraid of breaking two ribs?"

"It hurts, but it's not a pleasure to die at the feet of a beautiful woman."

Lin Chen: "..."He

felt that Jiang Muzhi was so cold that he had a heart that hid a bloody heart, and it was possible that he had watched too many martial arts movies.

"Eh, you finally laughed, I thought you were crazy."

Chen Feifei thought of him, that gloomy face, his face was like ashes, like a walking corpse, and he couldn't hear other people's words.

"I'm fine, just feelings." Lin Chen said lightly.

If you don't care about it, you don't need to care too much.

Feelings are the cruelest thing in the world, and if you turn it into torture, you will feel uncomfortable.

"Harm, I just wanted to say, there is no grass at the end of the world, why bother to love a flower!"

"Don't look back, don't worry, there's still me!"

Lin Chen: "..."The

more I feel that this sentence has other meanings, this guy shouldn't want to have a relationship with me, right?"

"Damn, don't talk, I treat you as a brother, do you want to soak me?"

Lin Chen glared at him speechlessly, and manually moved the chair away from him.

Chen Feifei showed a surprised expression, this madman will also joke, indicating that people are normal.

"If it weren't for the law, I would definitely chase you and marry you!"

"Grass, don't talk about it, there is no air conditioning here at night, and goosebumps are all up!"

Chen Feifei was unconvinced: "If I hadn't stayed with you, you would have wanted to commit suicide a long time ago, right?"

Lin Chen couldn't cry or laugh.

As for it? To commit suicide for a relationship with no future in sight.

Idle pee fart.

"My goal now is to make money, not to mention anything that is in love or not."

Chen Feifei didn't say much.

Everyone is an ordinary family, some people have already worked part-time to earn money, and only you are still playing.

"So what? What are you writing about? "

Great, works." Lin Chen set up a chair, stretched his waist, and continued to bury his head in the code.

When that sentence pops up on the screen....

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary migrant worker with no name, and he didn't have much expectations, he had a decent life, his parents were healthy, but he didn't have a girlfriend.

But the concept of reliving a lifetime, copying the success of others is not a sign of getting rich.

Maybe it's because I'm living too dullly.

Now, he wants to be famous and become a trendsetter of the times.

The Internet is not created when it is developed, and if you don't write any songs, and then don't act, it is equivalent to your failure to be reborn.

Within two hours, Chen Feifei did not disturb Lin Chen to write.

And he's browsing the QQ space.

The mouse quickly slid down, and suddenly his index finger paused, and Chen Feifei was stunned to see a photo.

It was a photo of Lin Chen confessing to Xia Mengxi at the gate of Mayday, with the caption [What a shameless thing, confess to the goddess of our Ministry of Information!] At

first glance, this person turned out to be Luo Mingyue, chasing Xia Mengxi, but the other party didn't care too much about him.

And all the comments at the bottom scolded Lin Chen.

The little thing Luo Mingyue replied one by one: Blockbuster news, Lin Chen's confession failed.

"Grass!" Chen Feifei deleted the person in a fit of anger.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Chen on the side asked more.

"It's nothing, my eyes see dirt."

Lin Chen smiled but said nothing.

In just a few seconds, I saw the other party talking.

It's saying that I'm not in a variety of ways.

Huh... It seems that it is also famous in advance.

Lin Chen is the kind of person who is not famous, and he relies on green plums.

"Snort~" Lin Chen laughed at himself.

After two hours, Lin Chen only coded a chapter and posted it at a certain point, when the tomatoes and six cats had not yet appeared.

Waiting for the future someday, I can sign a contract.

This thing has to be chased up, and if you don't meet the requirements, you can only return the manuscript.

Therefore, it is not so easy to copy the success of others.

So are there other ways to make money?

The two returned to the dormitory, but the dormitory manager said that she was going home tomorrow, and you should not stay at school.

"Got it."

"Auntie, if you are so long-winded, we will pester you when you are a sophomore!"

Chen Feifei said shamelessly.

The aunt glared at him without a good temper: "Young man, you don't want your dormitory to be scored by the counselor, right?"

Hearing this threat, the two of them ran away from the dormitory with buckets of instant noodles.

"Lao Lin, look at me as a conscientious person, I am still with you, and everyone else who has no conscience has gone home to harvest wheat."

"Eh, they're busy."

"Yes, I'll go back to Hangzhou tomorrow."

Lin Chen's home is in the south, and it takes three hours to get to Shencheng by train.

The dormitory was empty, Lin Chen calmed down and thought about life, how to bring up his wallet?

Where to find the first pot of gold?

Thinking about it, my eyelids gradually closed.

...

The next day, the sky was white, and a touch of sunlight shone on the window, Lin Chen had the habit Xi of getting up early, packed his luggage, and said goodbye to Chen Feifei.

When I came to the breakfast shop, the proprietress skillfully called out what she likes to eat on weekdays.

"Yes! Bring food to the people you like every day, I just want to ask you, have you caught up with others?

As soon as the proprietress asked, Lin Chen was completely sober.

Two cups of stone-ground soybean milk, fried twist flowers on top, and sugar glutinous baba, these are all Xia Mengxi's favorite things.

I rub! People here are reminding me of how much I used to lick dogs.

"I'm sorry, it's my share." Lin Chen hurriedly gave the money, and the proprietress frowned.

"What's wrong? Don't chase it?

"No, let's just say that it doesn't smell good to make money?"

Lin Chen carried his luggage, left the breakfast shop with a sluggish movement, and went straight to the train station.

The proprietress looked at his back and sighed softly: "There is another sad person in this city." "

At first glance, the proprietress is an aunt with a story.

Before leaving, Lin Chen also heard her words.

Damn! Who's so sad...

When I came to the train station, there was a dense crowd of people, and I finally queued up to buy a ticket, but I saw people who didn't want to see it.

Xia Mengxi was dressed in a daisy dress, tied in a high ponytail, and wore a bow on her head, sitting quietly and obediently at the window, with a walkman on her body.

It seems that it has not been affected by anything.

Lin Chen glanced at it and retracted his gaze, sat on the other side, and took stock of various projects that could make money.

After a while, a familiar voice sounded in my ears.

"Lin Chen... Why are you here? Xia Mengxi was surprised.