Pat Me Please

Chapter 23

There were a lot of comments on that Weibo, but Yu Zhou didn’t open it.

One can imagine that fans should care about her a lot.

Yu Zhou quit her homepage, and found that the time was exactly 3:03, Yu Zhou’s birthday, coincidentally, so she posted a Weibo: “,”

She has a secondary illness, and she regards staying up late as a medal, and she is used to punching a card every time she stays up late.

The reason why she hits a comma every time is her mischievous mentality. It is not as round as a full stop, nor should it exist independently. With a small tail, it can kill obsessive-compulsive disorder.

die laughing.

She finished posting as usual and was about to go to bed, when suddenly there were two or three comments asking her, “Why haven’t you slept yet?”

Only then did she suddenly realize that today is different from the past, she is already a blogger with thousands of fans, posting this kind of endless Weibo, it is really possible to kill her obsessive-compulsive disorder.

More importantly, these comments reminded her that today is really different. Su Chang has followed her, and it is no longer the time to click on her homepage.

So she wondered whether to delete it, but Su Chang should be asleep, it’s not a big problem.

Swiping down habitually, Su Chang posted another Weibo: “?”

Wow, what a rebellious spirit.

Look at it this way, Su Chang posted a photo, she sent a comma, and Su Chang sent a question mark, in a cloud of fog, like that kind of response from a distance.

If she paid more attention to people, the homepage wouldn’t be linked together like this, but she didn’t follow many people, and it was early in the morning.

She knows that there are not many people who follow her and Su Chang at the same time. Even if they follow, they may follow hundreds of people at the same time, and there may not be only her and Su Chang left on the homepage. Don’t make too many associations.

But she is guilty.

So she deleted her Weibo in an instant, refreshed it again, and waited for Su Chang’s two Weibos to disappear, then took another look.

No one should have taken a screenshot.

But for some reason, after she deleted the Weibo, it seemed that Su Chang’s two Weibo were abrupt and pathetic.

Su Chang’s Weibo really exploded, and the super chats were one after another, asking what’s wrong.

What’s the matter, Mr. Su? What’s wrong with singing? What’s wrong with Susu?

Wife, say something, my heart is broken when you do this.

My sweet baby, are you in a bad mood?

Guesses were fermenting, and some comments even asked if the crew had wronged her, or encountered something excessive. After a while, people began to list the dramas she was currently recording. Yu Zhou felt a little guilty, as if he had messed up something, although Su Chang’s Weibo might not have anything to do with her.

When the number of comments was rising, Su Chang posted a comment in the Weibo comment area: “It’s okay, I just got off work, good night.”

She’s placating fans.

The tone in the comment section changed again, probably saying that people were scared to death, but as long as Su Chang talked more in the future, the concubine was willing to accept such scares.

It was a bit scary, Yu Zhou faced the so-called power of public opinion for the first time.

Because it bears the care and love of many people, it seems that you can’t be too willful, even if you just post two Weibo with unclear meaning.

Yu Zhou was a bit insomniac this evening, even though his temples were throbbing, he still tossed and turned and couldn’t fall asleep.

Maybe there is too much information this day, which is completely different from what she ate and slept when she was lying at home.

So the next day, what Xiang Wan saw was Yu Zhou with two huge dark circles under his eyes.

On the contrary, Xiang Wan’s face was radiant, as if the person who had diarrhea last night had changed.

But having a radiant face doesn’t mean you won’t be lazy. Xiang Wan was lying on the bed, and Yu Zhou asked her to eat, but she didn’t think about it either.

“Can you bear it?” Yu Zhou pointed to his dark circles, got up early in the morning and ordered takeaway.

“You don’t want to eat in bed, do you?”

“Is it okay?” Xiang Wanjiao asked with her pretty face buried in the pillow.

“Lie down and eat?” Yu Zhou folded his arms and leaned against the door frame, laughing angrily.

“You can help me up and sit down, and then feed me a spoonful.”

Don’t be ashamed, and say it kindly in that kind of polite and corporal tone, as if you are quite considerate.

“I was sick yesterday, and I should take care of it for ten days.” Xiang Wan said.

“Hahahaha,” Yu Zhou laughed angrily, “How did you figure it out?”

Xiang Wan looked at her with bright eyes: “I used medicine in the past, and the doctor always told me to rest. Half a month is a bit long, I think, I don’t need it.”

It means that the time limit of ten days was deduced very diligently.

Yu Zhou stretched out his hand, motioning for her to hold his hand and stand up: “We don’t have this rule here, I see you are alive and well, not as energetic as you are in every bowl.”

Xiang Wan buried his head in the pillow and still couldn’t get up.

“What’s the matter?” Yu Zhou sat down next to her like an old mother, and patted her lightly, “Didn’t you use to be very diligent?”

“I’m acting, I’m pretending, I’m trying to hold on.” Xiang Wan said sullenly.

She was usually at the house, and she stretched out her hands to her clothes and opened her mouth to eat. Be strong for too long, almost forget how to show weakness to others.

After finally waiting for an opportunity, she couldn’t get out of bed.

Understood. I’m familiar with it, it’s just for fun.

Yu Zhou snorted and frowned suddenly: “Hiss… I suddenly thought of something, Xiang Wan.”

Xiang Wan turned his head and looked at her through the pillow.

“You’ve been here for more than a month, and I’ve already had my period, what about yours?”

Xiang Wan blinked, a little stunned.

“Menstruation, sunflower water, letter period, menstruation, don’t pretend.”

Xiang Wan was silent for a while, and actually hesitated.

Yu Zhou was happy. She originally wanted to say that it is normal to have irregular menstruation according to the fluctuation of the magnetic field after time travel, but Xiang Wan thought about it seriously.

“Oh my god,” she looked Xiang Wan up and down, “You can’t, you’re a man.”

Xiang Wanliu raised her eyebrows and became angry.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha It’s the first time I saw her so angry like a puffer fish.

“You test it.” Xiang Wan turned over, lay flat, looked at Yu Zhou, lifted the quilt, and turned against the general.

Yo, the little girl is quite arrogant.

“Test? Where is the test?” Yu Zhou moved his eyes ambiguously, “Up or down?”

“You…” Xiang Wan was offended. Yu Zhou raised an eyebrow at her, talking yellow accents with modern people, you Li Chao, I’m afraid it’s still close, right?

“Get up quickly, or I won’t have food today.” Yu Zhou stood up, thinking about applying a mask.

Ten minutes later, Xiang Wan came out reluctantly, slumped over to the dining table and sat down, opened the lid of the preserved egg and lean meat porridge on his own, and drank the porridge a little aggrieved.

It’s unreasonable to some extent. If she gets sick in the early morning, she needs to be cured in the morning. She doesn’t like this modern age a little bit.

After eating two mouthfuls of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, I like it a little more.

Seeing that her complexion had turned bright, Yu Zhou said to her, “We have no plans today, I’ll be coding, you practice with the video Director Peng gave you, and I’ll open a Weibo for you in the afternoon.”

“Weibo?”

“That’s right, in addition to taking orders on WeChat, you can also find work from Weibo Chaohua and the drama posts posted by online distribution associations. Those are free, but the threshold is relatively low. You can find jobs from passers-by. A and B, start with co-servants, practice your hands.”

“oh.”

“Then I’ll go to the listening studio tomorrow, why don’t you go?”

“Why?” Xiang Wan was puzzled, “Didn’t you tell me to learn?”

“You are so shocking, I am afraid.”

Xiang Wan stirred the porridge with preserved egg and lean meat one by one, tilted his head and looked at her: “It’s not because I’m afraid, but Miss Su.”

“What am I afraid of her?”

“I’m afraid she will misunderstand, and I am afraid that she will be unhappy.”

“You think too much.”

Xiang Wan’s eyelashes drooped, perhaps because she was choked by Yu Zhou in the morning, and she was also a little unhappy.

She said: “You always say that Miss Su is the proud child of heaven, and everything is tight to her. Be nervous about her emotions and understand her hard work.”

“But.” Thinking that she couldn’t act coquettishly even though she was sick, she felt a little sour in her heart, and her voice became weaker.

“I used to be the jewel in my palm.”