My wife was reborn before me

Chapter 155

Sneaking into the girls' dormitory at 10 o'clock at night seemed tempting.

But when he thought about the cameras installed everywhere in the school, Yang Yang thought about it and let it go.

It's already mid-October, and there's half a month left to participate in the city's college basketball league, so don't make trouble for yourself.

The same goes for novels.

Before signing the contract, Yang Yang planned to change every day to accumulate popularity.

In terms of the current contracting standards for novels, urban novels are relatively the best ones to sign.

Compared with fantasy novels, which test the author's world view and the layout of the story, urban novels generally use the modern background as the basis to unfold the story.

Therefore, urban literature is easier to substitute, has a very wide audience, and relatively speaking, the editorial requirements are relatively low, which is the minimum contracting standard for online literature.

As for other classifications, like fantasy texts, editors will have their own review standards on the basis of the minimum signing standards

For example, the artistic conception of Xianxia, ​​the suspense of supernatural horror, the joyful love of martial arts, the excitement of military sports, etc.

Yang Yang's plan for the past half month is to participate in basketball training, wait for the signing of the website, and update regularly after signing.

Let's talk about everything else after playing the city's college basketball league.

Taking a last look at the girls' dormitory outside the balcony, Yang Yang refreshed the Weibo page on his computer.

"Did these people buy houses on Weibo?" Yang Yang was speechless looking at the Weibo page.

In just a few minutes, Xu Yan's comments on the feed just now have exceeded [-].

"Xiaobai and Mr. private photos? Did you show your face?"

"On the show of the strongest musician, Xiaobai Dada and Mr. seem to be singing on the same stage, but Mr. is wearing a mask."

"You must show your face. We have been waiting for two months, but we haven't seen the real face of Mr. Wang."

"As long as you show your face, you will not only have collections, but also rewards."

"Strange? Isn't Mr. Xiaobai Dahe a high school student? No one secretly took pictures of them?"

"There is, but it's vague."

...

Yang Yang couldn't help but feel amused seeing the comments on Weibo gradually crooked.

In the beginning, Yang Yang asked Xu Yan not to reveal the appearance of the two of them in order to maintain a sense of distance.

But as Xu Yan was invited to sing by Li Yala first on the TV show, and then invited to sing with him by the program group, it was already exposed.

The reason why Yang Yang wore a mask was not to leave suspense for the readers, but simply to avoid trouble from his parents.

Parents' ideological education classes are probably painful memories that everyone who is a child has experienced.

Although Yang's father and Yang's mother were reluctant on the surface after the short-term pain, they actually took Xu Yan into the house happily in their hearts.

But at this age, the nagging that puts the most emphasis on learning will be on their lips for a long time, and by the way, they will call and greet each other every now and then.

Maybe they will come to the school for a surprise inspection every month.

In the eyes of parents, children will never grow up. This statement is not groundless.

Although Yang Yang heard from older seniors that the nagging of his parents is one less time, he should cherish it.

But no matter before or after rebirth, Yang's father and Yang's mother are always alive and well.

Yang Yang was really a little scared.

Open the Penguin's chat window again.

Yang Yang: There are a lot of paparazzi on the Internet, just in case, don't let me show my face.

Xu Yan: Oh.

After getting his wife's affirmative reply, Yang Yang opened the backend of the author of the starting point reading network, and found that the number of collections was constantly soaring.

two thousand...

three thousand...

eight thousand...

Ten thousand!
As the webpage was refreshed, Yang Yang's eyelids also jumped up, and when he finally collected [-], he was relieved.

After a while, there will be an achievement that says [-] received on the page.

Yang Yang opened Xu Yan's Weibo and waited for the photo she mentioned.

"Old Yang, you don't code, what are you looking at?" Xu Feng said while holding the fried noodles in a transparent plastic bag, eating with chopsticks while standing behind Yang Yang.

"It's okay, I'm looking at Xu Yan's Weibo."

When Yang Yang was talking, he heard the sounds of Xu Feng sucking noodles behind him, and Jiang Yu and Zhu Le eating stir-fried rice cakes beside him, and he couldn't help but feel a little pale in his mouth.

So he reached out and took the flesh and blood on Xu Feng's table.

"Wait, didn't you say you don't want to eat? That's for myself." Xu Feng's face turned pale, and he reached out his hand to stop it.

"I don't want to eat the one just now, but I want to eat it now." Yang Yang bit into the joint of flesh and bone, and the crispy and tender chicken spread in his mouth.

"It tastes good." Yang Yang began to refresh the homepage of Weibo while eating.

In the end, Xu Feng couldn't bear to eat the flesh and blood, but he was cut off by Yang Yang.

He finished his fried noodles in a few mouthfuls, then threw the plastic bag and disposable chopsticks into the trash can, turned around and planned to punish the duplicity Comrade Yang.

Counting the hatred of scratching the soles of the feet last time, it can be counted as the new hatred and the old hatred.

But just as Xu Feng stretched his hand towards Yang Yang's shoulder, before he could ravage his shoulder tendon, he was suddenly attracted by the pictures on Yang Yang's computer.

"Fuck, Jiang Yu, Zhu Le, come and take a look." Xu Feng hurriedly walked from behind Yang Yang to his side, staring at the computer in amazement.

Jiang Yu and Zhu Le, who had just finished eating rice cakes in the cafeteria, came over without even having time to wipe their mouths full of oil.

"Damn it, Lao Yang, you can do it, you can kidnap all your girlfriends to play tandem bungee jumping, tsk tsk," Zhu Le was envious and jealous.

"It's not good to post this kind of photo on the Internet." Jiang Yu felt that if it was him, the intimate picture would be very awkward and uncomfortable for others to see.

"It's just a photo, it's all gone." Yang Yang was really uncomfortable being squeezed by the three animals in the dormitory, so he started to drive people away.

Xu Feng felt that he had learned a trick, so he didn't care about the skewers.

He is going to try this winter vacation to see if he can invite Lin Jiajia to play in Zhaojiajie.

Zhu Le and Jiang Yu went to the bathroom to brush their teeth and wash up.

But when they were brushing their teeth, they suddenly couldn't help hiccupping.

hiccup~
"Eat supper, drink less water for brushing teeth."

Xu Feng lazily brushed his teeth, rinsed his mouth with tea and went straight to bed, and said something sarcastic by the way.

Regardless of the animals in different situations behind him, Yang Yang began to read Xu Yan's messages.

According to Yang Yang's instructions, when Xu Yan posted the photo, she covered Yang Yang's face with a cartoon head of a big bad wolf.

I don't know if Xu Yan did it on purpose, but the netizens had a great time anyway.

"sofa."

"Could it be that Mr. and Xiaobai took this photo in Zhaojiajie? It looks so familiar."

"Xiaobai is sincere and doesn't lie to me. It really is a tense and exciting private photo."

"Upstairs, please pay attention to the literal meaning, private house, the photos in the room privately are called private house photos, Xiaobai changed the concept secretly."

"But I ate the dog food, wow!"

"You guys are the sweetest CPs I've chased, come on."

"Please stay where you are, no, just hang up and get married."

"Upstairs 666"

Yang Yang looked at this wife's dynamic, and always felt that there was something missing.

So he forwarded this Cong dynamic:
"You are not afraid of bad influence, why don't you quickly delete @爱吃兔头"

Xu Yan replied after a few seconds: "No @小白的玉树林风先生."

Then after a few seconds, the two of them suddenly received @@ on Qiao Kangyong's Weibo account
"I'll be back at the end of October. Mr. Yushu Linfeng of @爱吃兔头@小白."

Yang Yang and Xu Yan were a little caught off guard, so they clicked on Qiao Kangyong's Weibo.

The latest development is a photo, in which is a bright red notebook.

"Teacher is married! Congratulations @乔康永." Yang Yang didn't expect to be cut off when he was showing affection, but he didn't feel any discomfort.

Old Joe really can't stand any long-distance running for love at his age.

"Teacher, I want to eat wedding candy, hee hee @乔康永." Xu Yan also sent her blessing at the same time.

However, Yang Yang and Xu Yan found out that Qiao Kangyong reposted the news of the two of them.

"It's just to get the certificate. The marriage arrangement is during the Chinese New Year. Your wedding candy @爱吃兔头@小白's Mr. Yushu Linfeng is indispensable during the Chinese New Year."

The two of them watched the number of their fans begin to increase rapidly, and immediately understood Qiao Kangyong's intentions.

He is trying to help them.

"Thank you teacher in advance @qiao Kangyong..." Yang Yang and Xu Yan simultaneously replied to Qiao Kangyong's post.

Suddenly, with a bang, the light in the dormitory went out.

Yang Yang picked up his mobile phone to check the time, set the chapter for tomorrow, and then went to bed to get ready for sleep.

Knowing that Qiao Kangyong, a wandering cruise ship, can find his own harbor is something that makes him happy.

However, he was already lying in the warm bed, and suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly picked up his phone.

On the phone, it was still Xu Yan's Weibo page.

Xu Yan posted another update while her laptop still had some battery power.

It is a picture of a refueling rabbit with a message attached:

"After advertising for my husband, it's time to advertise my book. It will be on the shelves at noon the day after tomorrow. Come on Xiaobai, you can take care of Mr. [Scissorhands]"

Yang Yang: ...

Just saying that something feels wrong, Yang Yang covered his face in frustration.

Still too underestimated the enemy, blinded by the honey that his wife flattered.

Yang Yang turned to face the wall and fell into thought.

Is it too late to find a sprayer at this time?
(End of this chapter)