At night, the moon is bright and the wind is clear.

Zhuo Le was lying comfortably on the bed, holding up his mobile phone to read novels. The lights in the room were turned off, and only the screen of the mobile phone was still lit with white Yingying.

Dingdong.

A Weibo comment pops up on the screen of the phone.

Zhuo Le quickly clicked in and read it. Actually, it was not a big deal that Xun Zhen said before that she was all zombie fans. Every Weibo post was filled with comments from the navy, and it seemed that every normal reply was made.

After being told by Xun Zhen last time, Zhuo Le deleted all the comments of the navy out of self-esteem, but from time to time he would find a few little angels who left messages.

She just posted a four-frame comic tonight, and it was just the time to look forward to readers' feedback! How could she miss every comment!

There was even a vague idea of ​​taking screenshots and saving every rainbow fart.

Zhuo Le happily opened the comment section and found that he was a very familiar little angel. She didn't look carefully before, but later she deleted the comments from the Shui Army and found that this baby suddenly appeared under her Weibo one day, and then blew all her pictures all over.

The words were so exquisite that Zhuo Le wanted to give the little angel a score of 100 instead of her Chinese teacher.

However, out of the attitude of a future master, she did not reply to the little angel's comments in person. Even so, the little angel tirelessly commented on her Weibo, and sometimes even sent her private messages.

If this is not considered love?!

This must be true love!

Zhuo Le thought to herself that she poked the little angel's comment and was about to see what new heights she had blown up today.

But today's little angel's comments are a little different from the past style?

With the four-grid basketball she just released, the little angel's tone was no longer as soft and cute as before, but became very strict:

“This jumping posture is too unstandard.”

"The male protagonist's back is so handsome! prprprprprpr"

"I think the eyes of the fans around me should be brighter!"

"Madam, I think this place should be here again..."

Zhuo Le couldn't figure it out. Why did the soft and cute little angel start to guide her in painting two days? Could it be that the little angel was penetrated by the soul?

Out of this peaceful mood, Zhuo Le sent a private message to the little angel: "Don't accept any form of painting guidance."

...

After sending it, the little angel quickly sent a reply, "No guidance! I just put forward a little bit of a small opinion. Madam, you won't be angry, right?"

Oh, waiver.

Zhuo Le actually felt a trace of lotus words from this speech, and also felt a trace of familiar aggrievance.

She thought about it and didn't reply again. Isn't it just a little angel who can blow rainbow farts? Without this one, there will be more.

But the joy I had read before was gone. She put her cell phone on her pillow, and forgot to go to bed!

But unexpectedly, the phone beeped twice. She picked up the phone and saw that it was the selfish thoughts sent by this little angel.

"I will always support my wife!"

Maybe it's easy to be moved late at night. It is undeniable that even though this little angel was still pointing at her work last second, she actually felt the warmth from her supporters.

Maybe... she is too lonely.

Zhuo Le looked at the dark ceiling and sighed sadly.

A loud noise suddenly came from the bedroom door, and Zhuo Le’s dear mother shouted outside the door: “Zhuo Lele! Sleep me! Are you secretly playing with your phone again?!”

Zhuo Le is different from other school students. She would go home to live for two days from time to time. After all, she would stay away from home and wander abroad soon. Now she doesn’t take much time to feel the “warmth” of her next home and her mother’s “care”. It would be useless to think about it for a while.

"Okay OK! I'm asleep!" Zhuo Le responded loudly!

There were also her mother's muttering from outside the door, "Stupid girl, can the night owl not die suddenly if she doesn't sleep every day? Go to bed quickly! You're going to take off every day..."

Zhuo Le smiled helplessly, feeling that he had tolerated his mother again today. It was so great.

...

Xun Zhen put one hand on his pillow and the other hand kept pulling the screen of his phone.

The Weibo chat box on the screen kept refreshing in circles, and no flowers were found.

When he first met Zhuo Le, he remembered her Weibo ID and hid quietly for a while. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Lele's stupid derer did not realize that he was a "fake fan".

Today I actually sent him a private message?!

Xun Zhen was happy. Just when he was about to say something, he found that Zhuo Lele didn't reply anymore!

What? He sacrificed his precious time in the game and talked to her on Weibo. She said she would not reply if she didn't reply? He didn't want to give up any face?

Xun Zhen was dissatisfied and entered three dots in the private message chat box.

After glaring at his phone for a long time, he finally confirmed that Zhuo Lele really won’t reply!

Bah! Only a few fans, he is so cold! He looks at Zhuo Lele's career in danger! If this continues, no one will like her!

Xun Zhen withdrew from the chat box with Zhuo Lele, clicked on her Weibo, and carefully watched the post she just posted today.

The picture with both fingers enlarged and rotated, how can I feel satisfied with it? It’s really good, Zhuo Lele, showing off his handsome performance at a glance. This handsome jump and the atmosphere that sets off are really perfect!

But no, as a very qualified classmate, he cannot let Zhuo Lele float up.

So, he published a small essay with great sincerity in the comment section, introducing the unprofessional expression of Zhuo Lele's picture in a sincere way.

Zhuo Lele still has room for improvement! Work hard and draw him more handsome next time!

...

When Zhuo Lele got up, he saw such a short essay, and his mouthful of old blood was vomited out.

I felt gloomy in the morning and set the Weibo post to be visible only by myself, and blocked the little angel who wrote small essays.

God, little angel, this is black-skinned!

Zhuo Le thought that he was in a bad mood all day long. Especially after going to school, the first person he met was Xun Zhen, and this gloom reached its peak.

"Why are you?"

"Why can't it be me?" Xun Zhen couldn't figure out Erzhao's mind. Did Zhuo Lele have any objections to him?! So obvious?!

"I'm annoyed when I see you!" Zhuo Le bypassed Xun Zhen and walked straight towards the teaching building.

Xun Zhen was left behind by her and was very unwilling to accept it. Why is this woman so fickle?! She also drew a small cartoon for him last night, but she was annoyed when she saw it today?!

"No, what does it mean?" Xun Zhen trotted two steps and followed Zhuo Lele's steps. He held the ball with one hand and wanted to hold Zhuo Lele with the other hand and ask carefully.

But Zhuo Lele opened his hand with a snap and walked forward without looking back.

Xun Zhen is a pig brain, and it can be seen that Zhuo Lele is in a very bad mood.

...Don’t his short essay hurt Zhuo Lele’s heart?

This girl Zhuo Lele is not pretty or ugly. She is quite pleasing to the eye after watching it for a long time. Her personality is just like that, and she is just like that. Her only advantage is that she can draw. Did his kind-hearted "suggestions" last night directly hit Zhuo Lelele's doubts about her life?

That's his mistake.

Xun Zhen took the basketball twice on the spot and looked at Zhuo Lele's back as she was leaving, she was really weak and helpless.

Thinking of this, Xun Zhen took out his cell phone and prepared to delete the short composition and apologize to Zhuo Lele, but he couldn't find Zhuo Lele's account.

He realized it later, Zhuo Lele blocked him!

Good you Zhuo Lele!

...

Xun Zhen claimed to be a kind person. Even if Zhuo Lele blocked him, he still prepared some apology for Zhuo Lele.

A bottle of lemon pulsating, the convenience store costs 5.5 yuan.

"Xun Zhen, what do you mean?" Zhuo Le looked at the cold water on his table. Did Xun Zhen deliberately know that she couldn't drink cold, and then wanted to kill her?

"Please drink." Xun Zhen felt a little embarrassed. This was the first time he brought water to a girl and the first time he apologized to a girl. He lowered his head and pushed the bottle towards Zhuo Lele, fearing that she would not accept it.

"No, why are you giving me this?" If you were to say that you were just suspicious before, now Zhuo Le can be very sure. Xun Zhen is just a brain bubble, and his brain circuit is different from others!

"Don't you like it?" Xun Zhen thought for a while, pulled open the schoolbag behind him, put the bottle of water in, and took out another pineapple-flavored one, "Where is this?"

"You..." Zhuo Le accidentally glanced at the water from his schoolbag and met Xun Zhen's slightly anticipated look, "If you have time, go and look at your brain."

"?"

...

After the water delivery incident, Xun Zhen said nothing, leaving a pulsation of his schoolbag, which made Zhuo Lele's blood pressure soar on the spot.

...

After that, the two of them had not met again for a long time, until the time for graduation was getting closer and closer, and Xun Zhen blocked Zhuo Le and Shi Miaomiao's road.

Zhuo Le subconsciously thought he was here to find him, and just sneered, preparing to say something thorny to stimulate the kid, but unexpectedly Xun Zhen spoke first.

"Sister-in-law, Sister Miaomiao, can you come with me?"

Zhuo Le choked in his throat before he could say anything.
To be continued...