It was not until today two years later that I truly understood that my brothers have always been tolerating my bad temper...

Long time no see, Xiao Zou looked me up and down with a mouth full of alcohol when he saw me, and for a long time he squeezed out: "I'm fat again."

Your sister!

I've lost three pounds recently, okay?

"I'm still writing novels?"

"yes."

"how's it going?"

"Gangbang, it's better than before." I pretended to be modest.

I thought about it and felt unwilling to accept it. I couldn't let this "nova" look down on me and added: "I'm a little famous."

"What's your online name?"

"Fate 0." I answered.

Out of my perverted self-esteem, I couldn't help but add: "If you want to know the specific name about me, you can do it."

Thanks to my readers who are Baidu Encyclopedia for me. Their stingy praises at least make people see a lot of praise when searching for the term fate 0. Although I think I am actually not worthy of those praises,

This does not prevent me from seeing it as a prophecy.

Xiao Zou didn't search!

Your sister!

I want to beat him again!

He made my expectations falsify!

He always lets my expectations go away!

Fortunately, Xiaowen is still there, so this good man showed him the searched content.

The bastard only glanced a few times.

Then I asked: "Is that a little famous?"

I'm going crazy!

Continue to show off: "Well... you know that there are circles now. Some people are very famous and can jump out of the circle, such as Han Han and Guo Jingming. Even if you have not read his books, you have heard of his name.

.There are also some people who only know their fame. My name... hasn't jumped out of the circle yet."

I use modesty to cover up the ostentation and low-key to cover up the high-key.

I didn't say that not every old reader in the circle must know me, and knowing that I don't mean that I like me, but I have to hold on.

So he said: "I have also read online novels recently."

I began to get excited: "Who do you see?"

At that moment, I sincerely hoped that he could say that an author who had a lower grade than mine, and then raise himself by stepping on him.

He replied: "Yueguan."

Your sister!

I hate Yueguan!

I held it in for a while and squeezed out a few words: "Yeah... I heard that he has resigned recently."

"Yes, he resigned. But I like reading his books. The brocade night walk is very good, and the sequel to the lotus is also good."

The topic was successfully transferred, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

But Xiao Zou quickly disappointed me with his success, and continued to talk about the topics I never liked to listen to.

"How are you doing with Yueguan?" he asked me.

My face started to thrust.

I hate Yueguan!

"That..." I thought carefully, thought for a while, and finally answered carefully: "You know, there are many differences between authors. Generally, I divide the authors into four levels: low, medium, high, and top.

.Yueguan, he is the top one."

"What about you?"

I took a long breath, and this question is difficult to answer.

Xiaowen smiled and said, "Old Lu should be considered high-end now. I heard him tell him about his current situation during dinner, which is not bad."

"No!" Xiao Zou's voice increased significantly: "Shouldn't you be at the lower level?"

Why didn't I punch that punch?

The next morning was the usual bride welcome procedure. Although it was lively, it was unforgettable.

Several of my best friends were busy with their own affairs. It was not the case that I was the only one who wandered around at the groom’s house for a whole morning.

After finally having lunch, the first one to come was Lao Tang.

Family of three.

Speaking of Lao Tang, I have to say that he is the most exciting guy among us.

His excitement lies not in his life, but in his best-looking xng.

It's hard for me to describe this guy in one sentence.

If I had to ask for a noun to describe it, then the first noun that came to my mind was: livestock!

It is indeed only a livestock. Since I met him, his jaw-dropping behavior has always subverted my self-righteous imagination, making me feel that life is always more yy than novels.

There are so many outrageous stories about him that I don’t even know where to start. The worst thing is that there are some things I can’t even say...

It's so hard that I can tell you that his first girlfriend was snatching Xiaowen's girlfriend. After having fun, she ran to Xiaowen's house, took a kitchen knife and put it in front of Xiaowen's eyes, and said, "Xiaowen, I'm sorry for you

, you chop me up." Xiaowen's answer at that time was a very calm sentence: "I don't lack a girlfriend, I still have it if I want it."

I can tell you that as a driver, his first three experiences of driving ended in a car accident, hitting electric wire rods, roadside stalls and simple toilets next to the road. In his driving history,

The bad record is hard to write. But now he is still a driver, but he has already driven a small car for the leaders of the government...

No, no, these are all parts that can be said.

There are also some things that can be said, such as his big mouth.

Lao Tang is the guy I have ever seen who has no words on his mouth and cannot say anything from him.

When I posted this article, I called every best friend and told them that I wrote some small things about my wedding this time, so that they could see it for themselves, and remind them that this article is the most

It’s best not to let the ladies see it, and in this article, it is officially emphasized that what I am talking about is the history of marriage and has been artistically processed.

Therefore, there must be some exaggerations in the article:

For example, Xiao Zou has never had a woman in a reinforced camp! (Maybe it was a reinforced company? I am confused. Can anyone tell me how many people there are in a company?)

For example, the sentence Xiaowen answered actually refers not only to himself. (The great double bench bed is definitely not just Xiaowen, a man, so the actual number of the woman in the bed must be greater than the actual number of his own experience. And in

In that era when a young man was in a down-and-out era, every experience of sexual encounter is enough to deeply remember us, and deeply buried it in our hearts, leaving an eternal and profound impression, and exaggerating it in practical sense.)

Only for Lao Tang, I don’t have to care about this at all.

The scattered content he said in front of his wife, the once incredible things far exceed what I write now!

But even so, I can't do more than he does.

Anyway, Lao Tang is a guy full of magical SE colors. Unfortunately, these stories have too many discordant content, which leads to my writing so that everyone's impression of him can only stay in my description.

As soon as Lao Tang sat down, he complained to me, saying that yesterday Xiaowen was a dog, but he didn't go directly to the station to pick me up. He insisted that I take the bus all the way to the city and then come over to pick me up. It's so fucking unfaithful.

.He said he was angry, so he didn't come anymore.

Your sister!

Xiaowen also has a reason to work. Is your dog playing mahjong? It made me get off the bus in my city and walk all the way from Ninghai to Columbus Square before being picked up.

Fortunately, I have practiced recently.

After complaining, he asked me, "Is it still writing novels?"

I said yes.

He asked me, "Are you rich?"

Depend on!

I replied: "Who writes if you don't have money?"

I'm waiting for him to ask how much?

In this way, I can answer: more than you.

The dog didn't even ask.

After not seeing each other for two years, it was naturally a sudden chat.
To be continued...