Duhan grabbed him and said, "fiction is entertainment. Just look at it. There's no need to be serious."

Shen Yan still felt that it was hard to calm down and said: "I really want to write down the male master!"

"Dujun can't help but write," you can't help joking

Shen Yan touched his chin and his eyes lit up - yes! Anyway, he has nothing to do. He can write novels to kill time.

Duhan looked at his face and said in surprise, "don't you really want to write?"

"Well." Shen Yan raised his eyebrows and laughed.

Du Han: "I'm not sure."

At about ten o'clock in the evening, Wenya is picked up by Mingyuan. As soon as she enters the door, she sees her brother knocking with a notebook.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Gentle doubt way.

"Shh --" duhanby made a silent gesture, walked over quietly and whispered, "your brother is writing."

"Creation?" Wen Ya was surprised. She glanced at her brother not far away and asked in a low voice, "what is he creating?"

Duhan gave a dry cough and said in a low voice, "I don't know, but I think it's Love story "Right?"

"Ah?" Wenya was stunned, and her voice went up involuntarily, "my brother writes love articles?!!"

"Shh --" Duhan quickly made a gesture of silence.

Wenya quickly controlled his voice, frowned a pair of delicate eyebrows, and doubted: "is my brother stimulated? I haven't seen him write before. "

Duhan thought about it and said in a complicated mood: "maybe..."

"Cough, cough!" Mingyuan suddenly coughed twice.

Duhan's face was speechless. How many words did he say? Mingyuan of dog day thinks that he has taken up the gentle chat time!

Half a month later.

Shen Yan is coding.

Duhan sat opposite him, frowning and sighing.

Shen Yan wanted to ignore the dog man very much, but he couldn't stand it. Duhan sighed from time to time, which confused his thinking.

"What are you trying to say?" Shen Yan has no good temper.

Duhan came over pitifully and said, "since you started writing novels, you don't pay much attention to me..."

"I'm busy!" Shen had to stop talking for at least six hours every day

"Why are you so tired?" Duhan murmured discontentedly, "there are not many people watching..."

That's a bumblebee's nest.

Shen Yan suddenly turned black and said angrily, "this is the beginning of my creation!"!!! Few readers, that's normal!! It's strange to have too many, OK?!! Do you think everyone is a Book of God?!! I've been bragging a lot, haven't I? "

Duhan has a headache. Admit your mistake. Finally, when Shen Yan finished coding, he put his face together and touched Shen Yan's waist suggestively.

Shen Yan opened his hand mercilessly.

"Brother..." Duhan said with a smile, "gentle, they haven't come back yet. We can..."

"No, my hand hurts." Shen Yan is ruthless.

Duhan said with a flattering smile, "I'll rub it for you."

"It's no use rubbing." Shen Yan shook his hand. "It's a pain in the knuckles of his fingers. I think it's too much for typing."

The phone suddenly has a tone.

Shen Yan opened his eyes and was in high spirits.

There's a message from readers!!!!

Excited to open a look, Shen Yan's face collapsed at the speed visible to the naked eye.