The next few days returned to calm. The uproar on the Internet seemed like a dream. In reality, life was how it was before and how it is now. Apart from the fact that the people around me became friendly, nothing else changed.

After finally getting half a day off, Qin Song remitted another 200,000 yuan to his mother and asked her to pay off the foreign debt first.

As soon as the money arrived, my mother called.

"Xiaoxiao, have you sent money to your mother again?" The unreliable father's voice came from the microphone.

Hey, Qin Song glanced at the phone screen. The phone number belonged to his mother, and the caller was his father. It seemed that the relationship between the two had eased a lot.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Qin Song curled his lips. He had a deep memory of his mother, but he didn't have a clear impression of this unreliable father. He only remembered that he was homeless when he was a child and often stayed away from home.

Get together with a bunch of friends.

"Look, you can remit some money to Dad sometime." Lao Qin rubbed his hands in embarrassment on the other end of the phone. His son has become promising, and it is only natural for Dad to use his son's money.

"Oh, I don't have any money." Qin Song didn't like his father. If he didn't feel sorry for his mother, he would have divorced him long ago. "I gave the money to my mother. If you have any use for the money, ask your mother for it."

The money was kept by his mother, and Qin Liquan always treated Chen Cuiping better for the sake of the money.

"You stinky boy, you have hard wings, haven't you? You have forgotten who pooped and peed when you were a child, and worked hard to feed you when you grew up?" Before Qin Li finished speaking, his mother Chen Cuiping's voice rang out,

"Hey, what are you doing with my phone? Give me your phone." There was a rustling sound, and her father was driven away. "We have enough money at home, why are you sending money to mom again?"

"Mom, I have money. I participated in an essay competition a few days ago and won first place. I received the royalties and transferred 200,000 to you. Pay back the money you owe first, and you can keep the rest for yourself.

Don't be reluctant to use this and buy that." Qin Song had completely different attitudes towards his mother and father. He waved his hand with the arrogance of a nouveau riche and said, "When you have spent it and you don't have enough, you can ask me for it. You are not short of money.

"

"You kid." Chen Cuiping was used to being thrifty, but she was not used to spending money lavishly all of a sudden. "Then Mom will save this money for you first, and wait for you to marry a wife in the future."

"By the way, did you fall in love in college? Mom told you that marrying a good wife is half the battle in life. When you meet a suitable girl, you must take the initiative and make her look good." It seemed like the parents of Hua Guo.

It's all like this. In high school, there were all kinds of battles of wits and courage, and puppy love was forbidden. Once you get to college, you wish you could find your partner right away and fall in love together.

"Mom, I get it. Then I'll work hard and try to marry two."

"Why marry two people?" Chen Cuiping was stunned for a moment, before she could react.

"Mom, you didn't say that marrying one is half the success, so if I marry two, wouldn't it be a success?" Qin Song said with a smile, and hung up the phone quickly before his mother got angry. He enjoyed playing with his mother.

The feeling of making fun and joking can make him feel caring and real.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Song followed his three roommates back to the dormitory. Along the way, he kept sending updates on his mobile phone. The more than 30 million fans on Weibo are a huge resource and must be properly maintained.

…

Ye Liangcheng is a very ordinary netizen. A few days ago, he naturally participated in the scolding battle that was rare in a century on the Internet, and therefore paid attention to Qin Song's Weibo. He felt that no matter how talented the author was, at least

His personality suits his temperament very well, and he will do whatever he doesn't like. He is a person of good temperament. When his magazine is released, no matter how good the quality of the novel is, I will buy a copy to support it.

He scrolled through his phone slowly. He also followed a lot of interesting bloggers on Weibo, some who told bad jokes, posted funny videos, and various outdoor travel celebrities. Anyway, he would scroll through Weibo every day if he had nothing to do.

, you can see a lot of interesting things.

Life is already so difficult, of course we should read more jokes to soothe the sadness of life.

"Hey, has Mr. Qin written a novel again?" Ye Liangcheng scrolled through half of the page and found that Qin Song, who was following him, had sent several updates in succession, constantly bombarding his mobile phone. Does this guy want to jump in line for every update he posted?

?Ye Liangcheng shook his head helplessly. If you are scrolling boringly, I will blow your head off. With this mentality, Ye Liangcheng clicked on his homepage to see what this guy posted.

What the hell.

"When I was a child, I had no money, but I was happy every day. It's different now...Click to expand the full text"

What's different now? Ye Liangcheng's curiosity was aroused, and he wanted to see what tricks your kid was doing. He reached out and clicked the gray expand full text button, and the words after the ellipsis jumped out, "Now I am not only happy,

There is still money.”

"Pfft, this guy..." Ye Liangcheng spit out the coke he just drank. He thought you were autistic after being scolded by the old man. Turns out you were not. You came here to show off your wealth. Damn it. I still sympathize with you.

, I will never fall for your dog next time.

Ye Liangcheng wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, but saw that Qin Songweibo had sent out several more messages. The speed was as fast as a code machine, which made him dizzy and couldn't even read it.

"Do you think I'm as happy as you think if I have money? No, actually you are wrong...Click to expand the full text"

It’s the familiar ellipsis again, and it’s the familiar click to expand the full text. This time, Ye Liangcheng learned wisely and didn’t drink Coke while watching the news. Isn’t it happy to have money? Yes, every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.

, everyone has their own troubles, after all, money is not everything.

Thinking of comforting words in his heart, he reached out and clicked to expand the full text. Then, he realized that he was still too kind. This person's thick skin was unparalleled. Hao Ran followed the gray ellipsis, "No, you are wrong.

, you can’t even imagine the happiness of rich people.”

Phew, this guy is really talented. He posted a post and turned it into a series. He has great potential as a screenwriter.

The smile on his face hadn't faded yet, and the corners of his mouth reached behind his ears again, making his penis twitch with laughter.

There are tens of millions of netizens online, half of whom are children. When have the simple netizens in China ever seen such unconventional jokes? They all held up their mobile phones and laughed. Especially his first batch of female fans, not only themselves

Read it and forward it to your partners and friends.

"What's going on, Mr. Qin? He's not too stressed and has a nervous breakdown, right?"

"No, my male god, why not just be a handsome man quietly? Don't be a funny man."
Chapter completed!