70s: Dressed As a Villain’s Wife

    It's freezing cold, and no one wants to stay outside.

    Zhu Mingqiang breathed a sigh of relief and asked for a new issue of "Crawling Grass" in front of the store. The old man handed over the book. , obviously he knew the price by heart.

    "It's thicker than usual."

    The old man rubbed his hands and said, "Yes, all the people who come to buy today say that, do you come in and bake?"

    Zhu Mingqiang took a look inside the shop. There were two or three people sitting in front of the brazier. The pages are thick and the right side is thin. It seems that I have almost finished the book, and I don't know how long I have been sitting.

    "Thank you, I bought it and we'll go back." If I hadn't been eager to watch the following plot, Zhu Mingqiang would not have rushed to buy the book in the snow and suppressed his urgency. He took a deep breath and decided to go home and then go home. Look.

    The footsteps are hurried on the road, the cotton boots are stepping on the fine snow, and the sound is heavier than when it came.

    Zhu Mingqiang stepped into the yard and went directly into the kitchen. Before he could sweep the snow off his clothes, he squatted in front of the stove and opened the book in his hand. The red glow reflected on the cover of the book, and his frozen hands warmed a little.

    He followed the table of contents, turned directly to the page of the serialized "Starry Sky", and watched it word by word. Another title, he felt lost.

    Zhu Mingqiang's neck was cold, only then did he realize that the snow on his shoulders had melted, his collar was wet, and when the wind blew, the cold penetrated into his bones.

    He warmed up a dry towel, wrapped it around his neck, and continued to read the book in his hand, this time from the first page.

    Zhu Mingqiang likes to read miscellaneous books, and he has been a loyal reader since the first volume of Mancao published. He used to love martial arts novels, but recently he is addicted to a science fiction novel. Every time he can't wait to read it first .

    Little Dodder became his most impressive author.

    Zhu Mingqiang loves and hates him, loves him for the ups and downs, hates him for being too cruel to the protagonist; loves him because the data is clear and coherent, hates him for always pointing to all kinds of descriptions...love him The character Su Su is portrayed, but think the heroine is too much like the villain? ? ?

      In response, these readers are not optimistic about the relationship between the two.

    The infatuation of teenagers is always difficult to reach the end.

    Will Su Su stab the protagonist? Let him see clearly the juvenile infatuation, take off into a real man, become mature and rational, and finally meet true love. The red and white roses in the front and back make readers feel uneasy.

    ...I don't blame readers for guessing like this, because other books are written like this, and the protagonist will always be broken by a person in the process of growing up, and his true feelings will be abused.

    Zhu Mingqiang likes the role of Su Su and hopes that she can be with the male protagonist, but he has heard many people's unfounded speculations and judges Su Su as a passer-by in the male protagonist's growth journey. He was very angry.

    What made him even more indignant was that Zhu Mingqiang saw a new section of "Crawling Grass" today - Jiang Lao Er commenting on novels.

    "This is also the male lead, is this too much? The female lead loves such a man?"

    "Why did the hostess suffer so much? Can she forgive him? If it were me, I would kill him with a knife!"

    …

    "Su Su? It's very strange that Su Su likes the male lead. She hides a big secret, and she plans to make the male lead..."

    "I don't like female protagonists like Susu, if I replace her in "XX"..."

    "The story of the starry sky is written very strangely. If I were the author, I would definitely let the male protagonist win it first..."

    "If I were the author, I'd have the supporting cast kill him first..."

    Such remarks made Zhu Mingqiang stunned for a while, and a strong desire to refute broke out in his body. This second Jiang is really a nonsense, this person must be reading novels with his feet ?

    "You killed the supporting character? How can this story continue?"

    "Susu is not worthy of being a heroine, you can do it? You are looking for a pure heroine. Can a man like this one?"

    …

    The countless sentences in Zhu Mingqiang's mind seemed to explode as if a volcano erupted. If Jiang Lao Er was in front of him, he would definitely argue with him and fight for three hundred rounds.

    This kind of person can't hold back if he doesn't quarrel with him!

    Zhu Mingqiang found a pen and paper, rushed to write countless books, used up five drafts, and finally transcribed the text. He read it carefully and was extremely satisfied with his refutation.

    He used to just read books silently and never thought of writing something to the editorial department for the author. This time, he really couldn't hold it any longer, and he had to scold the second Jiang.

    Zhu Mingqiang sent the letter.

    He knew the ending of this letter in his heart, like a drop of water merging into the great waves of the Yangtze River, it will not set off a wave in the editorial department. But he wrote these words out, and he has vented his emotions through these words.

    Seven points of fun with three points of melancholy.

    Zhu Mingqiang still hopes that his remarks can be recognized by outsiders.

    One month later, when Zhu Mingqiang opened the new issue of Wencao, he saw a few paragraphs of deja vu. The memories in his mind gradually recovered. He realized that it was his reply that appeared on the "Tucao Wall".

    Zhu Mingqiang read all the content of Tucao Wall.

    His face was red and his ears were red, and he was very emotional. It turned out that there were so many people who thought the same as him!

    Zhu Mingqiang saw his wife after get off work and couldn't help but mention it to her; chatting with friends and drinking, he couldn't help but talking about it; .

    My wife was not interested in novels at first, but after hearing him say it, she couldn't help but be curious, and chased after him again and again.

    Zhu Mingqiang said: "Do you want to read it? Take it, the previous books are all on my desk..."

    My wife was curious and turned over, turned a few pages, and immediately became addicted to it. When it was time for dinner, I only ate three or two bites of lunch, and continued to sit by the brazier and read the article.

    Zhu Mingqiang wanted to chat with her about the plot, but was filmed by his wife, "Don't stop me from reading books here."

    Zhu Mingqiang was extremely wronged, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

    How can he have the happiness of a wife, and can read volumes 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 and 7…

    The neighbor's uncle and aunt came to his house to chat, Zhu Mingqiang talked about it with a wry smile, which made the neighbor aunt joke: "It's so beautiful?"

    Zhu Mingqiang said again and again: "Good-looking, good-looking..."

    "Unfortunately we don't know a few words, so we can't read them."

    Zhu Mingqiang said: "It just so happens that I have nothing to do. I will read it for you and uncle to have fun."

    "It's a good feeling."

    The neighbor's uncle and aunt came to listen, and they were all attracted by the stories suitable for all ages. Zhu Mingqiang read a few stories and was called away by work. unhappy.

    "We are illiterate, but there is a radio at home. I'm tired of listening to the stories the announcers read. When will I be able to read the story Mingqiang just told..."

    "The granddaughter can read and write, so let her write to the radio station to talk about it."

    …

    After the opening of Jiang Lao Er's comment column, various letters flew into the editorial department of Wencao like snowflakes, and they received ten times more letters than before.

    Su Xiaoman couldn't help but sigh: "Second brother is a character!"

    Zhao Qingqing: "The crowd is excited!"

    Liu Ruopian is very happy: "So many people scold him with me, my mother is very relieved."

    Su Xiaoman reminded her: "... Ruo Pian, you are an elegant and talented girl."

    Liu Ruopian explained: "I'm writing a martial arts novel recently, and the heroine is a bold and generous tavern owner."

    "In the face of those fierce guests, she naturally wants to say an old lady in the east and an old lady in the west, otherwise she will not be able to hold the scene."

    Su Xiaoman was curious: "I have never seen you write such a heroine before."

    Zhao Qingqing: "You don't like to write about famous ladies."

    "Xiaoman." Liu Ruopian took Su Xiaoman's hand, she was full of bitterness, "Since I met your second brother, I have changed, and I have been with him for a while, I really I can't write an empathetic and intelligent lady."

    Su Xiaoman was dumbfounded, comforting her: "Understand."

    Zhao Qingqing was a little stunned, "But you won't become Hua Ming's kind of bold female boss. I read the beginning of your new martial arts novel, and it's very beautiful. What kind of hero do you plan to match her?"

    Su Xiaoman interjected to guess: "A domineering swordsman with a full face?"

    In line with the second brother's tone.

    "No no no no..." Liu Ruopian replied, "The male protagonist is a weak scholar in white."

    Zhao Qingqing wondered: "You have gathered a group of fierce high-profile guests in this tavern. The male lead is just a weak scholar? How can he suppress this group of fierce people and finally win the heart of the female lead."

    Liu Ruopian smiled proudly: "I want to reveal at the end that he is a weak scholar on the surface, but he is actually the planner of the behind-the-scenes event, and he is also a superb master."

    Su Xiaoman: "..." It turned out that she wore so many vests.

    "Xiaoman, this novel was inspired by Jiang Leiyan, and I created it based on him!"

    Zhao Qingqing and Su Xiaoman both felt incredible: "What? Taking him as the prototype?"

    Liu Ruopian nodded: "Yes! Take him as the prototype!"

    Zhao Qingqing is confused: "A weak scholar?"

    Su Xiaoman is even more confused: "The mastermind behind the scenes?"

    "You misunderstood." Liu Ruopian snorted and explained, "I wrote the heroine based on him, so is the boss of Hua Minghua."

    "This heroine is written according to your second brother's temper!"

    Su Xiaoman: "…"

    Zhao Qingqing: “…”

    "Is that you?"

    "A weak scholar?"

    "Who's behind this?"

    "Peerless martial arts?"

    Liu Ruopian nodded, "Yes! The two of them are like fire and water. At first, it was like a scholar meets a soldier. It's hard to explain, and no one looks down on the other."

    Su Xiaoman: "..." It's hard to imagine.

    Zhao Qingqing: "..." It's hard to imagine.

    Writing as a heroine based on Jiang Erge? !

    "This is unlike any book I've ever written."

    Liu Ruopian's mentality is very relaxed, she writes this book how happy she is, "It doesn't matter if outsiders like it or not."

    "I had so much fun writing it!"

    "When the time comes, let's see if I have portrayed his character well."

    Su Xiaoman and Zhao Qingqing looked at each other and nodded: "We'll see."

    After the meeting, Su Xiaoman ran home and caught a glimpse of Xie Mingtu. She couldn't help thinking of the boss Hua Minghua, who was based on Jiang Erge. No, she laughed until her stomach hurt.

    Xie Mingtu frowned: "Manman, what are you laughing at?"

    "The secret, I can't tell you." If it was exposed to the second brother Jiang in advance, Liu Ruopian's story might not be able to be written.

    "Okay, Manman, are you hiding something from me?" Xie Mingtu raised his eyebrows, his eyes revealing a bit of danger, "We husband and wife also have secrets?"

    Su Xiaoman hugged his handsome face, kissed him with a smile, and said solemnly: "I learn from Susu, I have to hide something from you."

    Xie Mingtu: "…"

    "I! No! Exactly!"

    "Really domineering." Su Xiaoman hugged his waist to comfort, "This secret has nothing to do with you, it's the second brother who seeks kindness."

     "Brother Xiaotu, I can't tell you for the time being, it will be bad if you reveal it to the second brother."

    Xie Mingtu clicked, "The organization doesn't trust my confidentiality ability?"

    "It's not that the organization doesn't trust me, it's really a difficult task, and you have to be careful." Su Xiaoman "heartedly" patted him on the shoulder.

    The income brought by "Crawling Grass" to Su Xiaoman is only a drop in the bucket, far less than the huge profits brought by cosmetics, but this book brings fresh and bright colors to people's barren cultural and entertainment life today .

    Not long after, the local radio station approached Su Xiaoman to discuss related cooperation matters. Su Xiaoman found that he seemed to be able to save an advertisement fee by this.