Vol 2 Chapter 120: depth

That night, Chen Zhang lay in bed and responded to comments.
Suddenly the live broadcast ended that day. Looking at Weibo again, he didn't know when he won the title of Koi.
As the exam week approached, there were many who forwarded his fortune.
Chen Zhan looked a little bit guilty, and even Yin Ronglan glanced at it, and felt that his eyes hurt, and it was clearly a human weapon.
Chen Zhan changed a keyword search...charity auction.
It soon jumped out of the 40th anniversary of the founding of a group leader in order to hold a charity party. Some lots have been announced in advance, and there is just a glorious Wanma Pentium.
No gossip hot spots are involved, and there are only a few hundred comments.
Chen Zhang saw several untimely huh in it. The critics said that they did not target the nature of the auction, but only targeted one of the lots.
This comment has dozens of likes.
Chen Zhan's mind popped up with young faces, and he turned his head to look at Yin Ronglan: "Is the news scattered?"
Yin Ronglan nodded.
It was less than half a day, and the speed of propagation was amazing.
Chen Zhang was curious: "How did it happen?"
Yin Ronglan: "Send a circle of friends."
It's very efficient to send it by yourself and then by others.
"..."
Chen Zhan: "It might be better if it is distributed tomorrow during the day."
Yin Ronglan: "Not all the same?"
Chen Zhang said earnestly: "At least let those people sleep and sleep."
Yin Ronglan's eyes gradually became deeper. From another perspective, Chen Zhang would indeed put himself in consideration for others.
Seemingly peeping into his inner thoughts, Chen Zhang smiled shyly: "A good person can live a safe life."
Yin Ronglan gently helped him sort out his messy hair: "I know."
The system clamored to speak human words, Chen Zhan ignored them all, and did not forget to temporarily draw a red heart on the small book he was about to donate.
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The last time I participated in the auction was in Tianhai City. At that time, Yin Ronglan's little vest barely maintained the last trace of dignity.
Unlike the previous flight he fled in a private plane, this time the two appeared together at the auction. The same suit and leather style are graceful. From the perspective of outsiders, the arc of the corner of the mouth is even a slant angle, and the husband and wife look free.
Seeing this scene familiarly, Xin Zhao did not announce a light smile: "It's not that the family doesn't enter the door...cheers."
It was the two people who had participated in the "Chen Chen Ji" who expressed their emotions as above. They didn't know each other, because the common object of hatred became the best friend at first sight.
Most of the people who can communicate easily are young people, who are slightly older, exchange business cards calmly, and talk about their industries. Yin Ronglan was in this rank, and Chen Zhang pretended to be sitting in a chair a few meters away with a glass of red wine, and did not drink, looking at this scene with great interest.
Yin Ronglan is not very young, but has lost the vitality that young people deserve... is it considered an alternative premature aging?
His doubts had not been answered, and a bad breath approached first.
Looking up is a familiar face, his face thinner than before, revealing a pointed jaw.
Tan Changming showed a false smile: "I heard that you have something to consign today?"
Chen Zhang: "It is a gift, not worth mentioning."
He sipped his wine and said, "If you care, you can buy it."
Tan Changming ridiculed with a bit of a tone: "Some people like the Internet say that they have too much money?"
Chen Zhang shook his head: "You only account for a small part of this book, and the rest are the wonderful stories of others. You can sell them at a high price. This is a strategy."
Tan Changming didn't hold back his heart a little.
"What's more, the best way to overcome fear is to face the fear. You can face the small book, which is a manifestation of courage... courage and conspiracy, who dares to laugh at you?"
The heartbeat frequency is too fast, the position is lost... Tan Changming swallowed: "Is it expensive?"
Chen Zhang shook his head with a smile: "The expensive one is painting, but the so-called small book only adds a colorful head. If you fool around again, the price increase of tens of thousands will be a stab.
"It makes sense." Tan Changming thought about walking towards another place, forgetting that he was just about to prepare a wave of mocking attack.
Chen Zhan smiled and watched him go, looking around for snacks with appetite.
Before he could take a few more steps, he heard a voice: "Brainwashing again?"
Facing Yin Ronglan, Chen Zhan removed the disguise, put down the glass and turned to serve the small cake: "Just help analyze the pros and cons."
He never makes decisions for others.
After eating two mouthfuls of cream, I was tired of it, and I couldn't help but skimmed my lips. Yin Ronglan took the plate intentionally, and left half of the meal: "Don't dangle, the auction will start immediately."
Chen Zhang nodded and followed him to his seat.
"There is a frankly straight saying." Yin Ronglan confessed: "It's all charitable money, and I always want to buy one."
To understand the nature of the banquet, Chen Zhang was also welcome. As soon as the host took the stage, he listened carefully to the introduction of each lot.
Many are antiques, and Chen Zhan has little interest, until a bottle of wine appears, decisively said: "This is useful, buy it back and drink."
Yin Ronglan saw seriousness in his eyebrows and laughed: "This wine sells vintages."
Chen Zhang replied: "Don't you drink and let it fall?"
Almost forgot that this man is a real realist. Yin Ronglan bids as he wishes. Except for wine lovers, there are not many people participating in this round of auction, and he took it easily and easily.
Lots of ‘Famous Flowers Have Lord’ one by one, finally arrived at the painting.
The painting is really good, and most of the knowledgeable people in the flash of the red cloth reveal the look they must have.
The host's voice suddenly became false: "If you take a picture, you can get a few more...small books."
Due to professional qualities, I had to show it in front of everyone: "These are some short stories recorded above, and you can be regarded as inspiration that has not been published yet."
Knowing the inside story cast a strange sight in the direction of Chen Zhang.
Yin Ronglan sat next to him, covering most of his eyes.
Moderator: "The reserve price is 15 million."
This fifteen million is entirely the price of painting. As for the subsequent price increase because the painting is still a small book, it is estimated that only the parties concerned know.
Chen Zhan whispered: "Guess who will spend it?"
Yin Ronglan: "Tan Changming."
Chen Zhang expressed innocence: "I didn't really brainwash him."
Yin Ronglan: "Tan Changming's grandfather likes painting and calligraphy, and he bought it without losing money."
In the discussion of Kung Fu, painting with a small book has become Tan Changming's bag.
The auction accounted for only one-third of the entire evening. Chen Zhan was curious about the difference between the bottle of wine. Unfortunately, the fastest payment is also tomorrow. The auction is still not in his hands.
Chen Zhan thought about it secretly, and waited for the wine to be used for candlelight dinner.
"Taste." Yin Ronglan brought a glass of slightly bubbly wine: "The most expensive here."
The following three words are very attractive, Chen Zhang took a sip... very above.
His face flushed.
"The degree is high, drink less."
Chen Zhan shook the glass: "It is intriguing to prepare a high number of wine on this occasion."
Yin Ronglan: "Wine is just an excuse."
If you really want to drink something, it’s less likely to be messy after drinking.
Chen Zhang glanced around, not surprisingly saw someone deliberately choose this wine, took a few sips and pretended to be physically exhausted into the target's arms.
Yin Ronglan didn't want him to see this scene. In his eyes, Chen Zhang's heart was actually pure. However, when he turned to his face, he saw the other party holding a small book as a shorthand.
"..."
"I'm drunk and I am worried. I haven't tasted this taste yet."
He used to be a serious student, and he dared to drink with impunity.
Chen Zhan has a challenging attitude towards new things: "I have a few more drinks, and I will be drunk later. You will be responsible for recording, and I will write back the article for reference."
The characteristic of ruthless people is that they don't let others go, and werewolves don't let themselves go.
Chen Zhan was drunk in a planned way. Before losing his sense of balance, he still did not forget to explain the ‘aftermath’:
I am optimistic about my manuscript.

It is a pity that such things as reason are just like the burden of idols, and it is difficult to completely discard them after getting used to it. Chen Zhang was drunk after a few glasses of wine, but he behaved exceptionally well, hiding himself in the corner and talking to himself.
Yin Ronglan looked interesting and helped him out. Chen Zhang squatted at the door and did not cooperate.
Yin Ronglan listened closely, all talking nonsense--
"Why should I take the college entrance exam?"
This is what it means to go back and forth.
Helplessly choose to go back.
Tan Changming just returned from the bathroom and couldn't help but look twice.
Chen Zhan pulled the bow tie and frowned: "Look what! Haven't seen pig Bajie back wife?"
"..."
Under the influence of alcohol, I dreamed of dawn.
The Tu dog barked in the yard and said he was going to eat. Chen Zhan got up and saw Yin Ronglan walking out of the bedroom carrying dog food.
"What about the video?" Chen Zhan rubbed his temple: "Show me."
There was a smell of porridge on the stove, and the eggs were not fried. It seemed that he would have to boil it for a while.
"No record." Yin Ronglan calmly narrated the scene to him.
The room was silent for a while.
Chen Zhan gave up looking for materials from himself, perhaps the inspiration is still more practical to intercept from others.
On the other side, the dog immediately kept quiet when he had food.
Yin Ronglan saw the time was almost the same and finished the rest in the kitchen.
After having breakfast, he suddenly said that there was not much calm in the city recently, and several homicides occurred in a row, because the news of panic was prevented from being partly suppressed.
Chen Zhang also found something unusual. Recently he saw more patrol cars on the road than in the past.
"According to time, the first murder case happened just shortly after your new article was published."
Chen Zhang sighed, just in case, he is not going to add a passerby death role in the article recently.
Appropriate adjustment of some details on the outline, I feel that I can’t get started.
Yin Ronglan finished the table and prepared to go to work. Before leaving, Chen Zhang asked him: "How to increase the concept and depth of the article?"
"The main character is dead." Yin Ronglan didn't want to give an answer.
Chen Zhang was surprised: "Will it be too cruel?"
Yin Ronglan said lightly: "Ten seconds, say four great comedies."
Twenty seconds passed, Chen Zhang racked his brain and ended in failure.
"tragedy."
Chen Zhang spoke five or six in one breath, and suddenly had an idea.
The owner of the villa is the protagonist. Writing dead means the end of the whole drama. He starts to hit his mysterious roommate.
Mr. Wu has harvested a large number of fans, not to mention that the other party split up different personalities, and then it is difficult to win with low-level play. It is better to play the last waste heat and add luster to the article.
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the company.
Yin Ronglan, who had just finished the meeting, saw the new chapter published by Chen Zhang
The road suddenly cracked with a deep crack, and in the distance black smoke was swaying, and the fire light illuminated half of the sky.
The sound of screaming, the sound of the whistle, and the sight of the eyes were devastated.
The owner of the villa stepped on the accelerator all the way, and the fallen trees and telephone poles obscured the view. He did not know where he was going.
A hand suddenly reached over his eyes.
"What?" The owner of the villa was shocked. The car crashed uncontrollably.
"You will survive."
The last segment stopped when the car hit the rock and stopped, the owner of the villa was unconscious. Everyone was trying to escape the city, and only the mysterious roommate walked towards the erupting volcano step by step.
Seeing here, Yin Ronglan couldn't help but startle a little, but unexpectedly Chen Zhan started so quickly that he immediately found a character to sacrifice heaven.
After a smile, he soon returned to work.
At the end of the lunch break, it is inevitable that I will be mentally depressed when I return to work.
The front desk refrained from being sleepy and saw someone walk in, and the conditioned reflex maintained a polite smile. But she soon noticed something was wrong. The person who came over wrapped herself too tightly. She was wearing a sunglasses, a cap, and a thin coat with a stand collar in the summer.
"Excuse me... do you have an appointment?"
Chen Zhang walked over, and the front desk couldn't help but step back.
"I'm not a bad person." The voice was a little dull, pulling down a half mask to reveal Lushan's true face: "It's me."
"Chen Zhang?"
Chen Zhang nodded: "I want to see Yin Ronglan."
It's just that the similar appearance doesn't explain anything. The front desk gently asked to see the ID card.
From the beginning to the end, Chen was quite cooperative.
After confirming the identity, the smile at the front desk was a little more sincere: "The boss is upstairs, please feel free."
Chen Zhang used to wait for the elevator, another colleague whispered: "No need to call and ask first?"
The front desk shook his head: "I'm so mysterious, in case it's a surprise, wouldn't I take the primary responsibility for being destroyed?"
Chen Zhan sneaked into the office to scare Yin Ronglan and saw his dress but said helplessly: "Not hot?"
Sitting down opposite, Chen Zhan dropped a bag of things by the way and seemed to go to the supermarket.
"What are the prerequisites for a writer to write a tragedy?"
Yin Ronglan wondered: "Need conditions?"
Chen Zhang smiled, but he didn't have a sincere smile: "First of all, readers don't know your identity in reality; moreover, they don't know your residence."
So you can write unscrupulously.
Yin Ronglan frowned: "Is it important?"
Chen Zhang focused on the head: "Extremely important."
For example, he was almost beaten on the road today.
Who would have expected fans to be indifferent to the circle, and there were so many spoilers, and they went crazy and went straight to do it.
Yin Ronglan was happy after listening to the reasons and consequences: "I read the article and did not directly state the death, just write a resurrection."
Chen Zhan took off her mask: "They all went to the volcano and martyred. How can they be saved? You can't let him roll a swim in the magma, and when I jumped out and sang, I became bald and stronger.
Speaking of which, he said to himself: "If you become bald, will those book fans not like this character anymore?"
You don't have to be beaten yourself.
The author has something to say: Chen Zhang looked up and sighed: I have a new dream and write a great tragedy.
Book fan: Crowdfunding slap to wake him!