【That's good. I like it when you're wet. 】
Qiu Ge: [Okay. But I suggest you be more gentle. I have a bad temper. I am not only irritable but also fragile, just like the pottery made by the Yangshao people. ]
After saying that, Ning Chunyan chuckled. She is very satisfied with her "use".
The little prince: [Don’t worry. I will treat you like my favorite thing. ]
Qiu Ge: [What is your favorite thing? 】
The little prince: [Book. ]
Qiu Ge: [You want to see me? 】
The little prince: [No. I'm not interested in seeing you just yet. As we all know, after buying a book, the first thing you should do is take off the waist of the book. 】
Qiu Ge: [Indeed. 】
The little prince: [Are you wearing a belt? ]
Qiu Ge: [Not now. But I usually have it. 】
【What brand is it? 】
【Gucci. 】
【Gucci, luxurious and simple, right? No more luxury. Cut out the complex and make it simple. Take it off. 】
【Obey. ] Ning Chunyan replied with a silly smile.
The little prince: [The waist of the book is always written with various compliments from celebrities from all walks of life. Things like "works that truly enlighten the soul" and "the most pure call of beauty in troubled times" are all comments given to you by others. Why do you need someone else to tell you what it is like? Just go and see it yourself. ]
Qiu Ge: [I understand. From this point of view, the book waist is indeed the most unnecessary thing and should be taken off. 】
The little prince: [There is no need for a book cover. It's the kind of hardcover book that's always covered with a cardboard cover. That thing is usually very fancy in design, but of little use. ]
Qiu Ge: [Are you going to ask me what I’m wearing next? 】
The little prince: [Yes. ]
Qiu Ge: [I am wearing a bright yellow skirt with thin shoulder straps on my upper body, white casual shorts on my lower body, bare legs, and a pair of small white socks on my feet. 】
The little prince: [You can keep the little white socks. ]
Ning Chunyan rubbed his face and pinched his earlobes for a while. Her face felt hot.
She said: [Then what? The waist of the book has also been thrown away, and the book cover has been taken off. Now the whole book is lying naked in your hand. How are you going to read her? 】
The little prince: [Reading is a wonderful thing for me. I can’t read e-books, but paper books fascinate me. I am infatuated with the smell of paper pulp and ink between the pages. I can’t help but bury my head between the pages and breathe. When I turn the pages with my fingers, the sound of the pages and the feel of the paper are intoxicating. I will deliberately soak the paper with the sweat on my fingertips to make it soft, and I will caress every line of words on the page. ]
Qiu Ge: [You read so carefully. Selling this book to you is considered a loss. 】
That night, Ning Chunyan and Wang Zixu chatted a lot. As Qiu Ge and the little prince respectively.
She told him almost all her feelings at this stage of her life. About the fear of marriage and the boredom of blind dates, about the distance from literature and the love for the little prince.
She told him that she had been to the distant Qilian Mountains, where the sky was high and high, and the eyes were full of green. In the distance, the towering peaks stood like jade pillars in the sky. The top of the head was covered with snow, and the white on the mountainside were sheep. She has also been to the prosperous East China Sea, where a cup of milk tea costs 40 yuan. There is not a single undesirable tree branch beside the road, and her eyes are filled with sophistication full of money. Living on the 22nd floor of the hotel, she can look directly at the towering Pearl Tower.
She told him that she was not as elegant as she seemed. Her desire for turbulent life and violent collisions gives her an air of danger in her bones. However, she was often invited to sit among a group of sanctimonious people and talk about extremely serious topics such as literature, art, national character and cultural context. If someone discovers that she secretly loves a vulgar and obscene work like The Little Prince so much that she even resorts to dirty tricks just to talk to him, her image will collapse like a snow mountain and she will be shut down in her circle. But this feeling of walking on the edge of destruction just made her addicted.
But the little prince told her nothing. In other words, he only told her that he liked books, music, and being alone. He did not reveal anything about his identity, place of origin, or even gender. He remained as mysterious as possible.
But Ning Chunyan just thinks he is too cool like this.
Toward the end, Ning Chunyan rewarded the little prince with the most expensive virtual gift that could be chosen on the platform. Later, the prince falsely checked the price, which was a full 10,000 yuan.
Ning Chunyan said she was very happy. Wang Zixu didn't understand why she was so happy. She was obviously the one spending the money.
…
It’s late. At this point, even the users of speech therapy who stay up late are already rare. Wen Yan's speech therapy group is quiet. There are only a few who can endure it. They are either sorting out scripts or discussing speech therapy techniques.
Suddenly a shocking news came from the crowd, startling everyone.
Xingsheng: [Fuck! Take a look at the daily sales list! 】
After seeing the group message, the sunny and cheerful Sakura-chan opened the daily sales list in a daze. She first checked her own ranking. After confirming that there was no change, she took a quick glance and found no bright spots.
But at this time, the group has already started to "fuck" the screen.
Sakura-chan looked at the daily sales list again. This list records the people who have made the most sales from 0:00 on that day to the current time. Sales come from two sources, one is the time spent receiving orders, and the other is rewards.
Generally speaking, by 8 o'clock in the evening, this list will not change much, and by 9 o'clock, it will basically not move.
It is now 11 o’clock in the evening, so there should be no changes in the list. Until Sakura-chan saw the first place, she rubbed her eyes in disbelief and stared at it carefully again.
“Damn it, why is the little prince number one? Where did he come from? Is he the little prince I thought of?”
His question is also a matter of concern to everyone else in the group.
[Is this first-place little prince a scriptwriter? It can't be true, right? 】
【It should just be the same name. Why would the boss even bother to compete with us? 】
【But you’ve never heard of this person before? It can't really be him, can it? 】
【I'm afraid it's him, he's the only one with this strength, right? 】
After a while, a message exploded the entire group chat.
Xingsheng: [I asked about the operation. This little prince is the little prince who uproots the baobab tree. 】
Xingsheng: [However, they said that Mr. Little Prince is only taking temporary orders and will not continue to take orders in the future. Tell us not to worry. ]
After he finished speaking, the group chat was full of "Fuck" again, and then, "Little Prince, I'm so god-awful!" 】The screen has been refreshed.
Zuo Ziliang called Ye Lan and said, "It seems that the result of our crisis has come out."
Ye Lan had just finished taking a shower, and there was no Noticing the commotion in the group, he asked: "How is it? Is the result good or bad?"
Zuo Ziliang said: "Look at the number one on the daily sales list, that is the answer."
Ye Lan picked up the toothbrush and took out his mobile phone. He opened it and looked at it. In a daze, the toothbrush fell into the sink and he didn't pick it up for a long time.