(Please give me some flowers and evaluation tickets ~~)
After an entire hour, Ai Yi finally put down her phone.
However, looking at her unsatisfied expression, she probably wanted to continue chatting.
From her expression, Shao Chuyao could roughly guess that the one who ended the conversation was probably Young Master Wei.
For a moment, Shao Chuyao was also a little curious. How did Young Master Wei make Sister Yiyi become like this? Could he really be a PUA master?
However, when she saw Ai Yi's expression, Shao Chuyao couldn't help but laugh at her.""…Why? Sister Yiyi still wants to continue chatting?”
"What kind of drug did that Young Master Wei give you to make you so concerned?”
Ai Yi came back to her senses at this time. Her face blushed a little, which was rare, and she felt a little guilty. However, she quickly calmed down and said,
"…What bewitching drug, Shangxin? I'm just arguing with reason. That bastard actually dared to laugh at me. I'll send you the chat history.”
Ai Yi and Shao Chuyao had a good relationship and had known each other for many years.
She trusted Shao Chuyao very much, so she sent a screenshot of her conversation with Wei Ziqi to Shao Chuyao.
After sending the message, Ai Yi fell into deep thought. Why was she so happy chatting with Wei Ziqi?
Did he like her? Of course not. She wasn't a child who didn't know anything and didn't know anything after being bewitched by someone on the Internet.
Moreover, Wei Zi Qi didn't give her any bewitching soup when they chatted. He was just casually chatting with her.
It was probably the relaxed atmosphere of chatting with Wei Ziqi.
Because no one knew each other, no one had met each other, and there were no conflicts of interest, they could speak freely on the Internet and vent their unhappiness in reality.
Although Ai Yi's family background was excellent, it was probably the kind of birth that most people dreamed of.
However, only Ai Yi herself knew how much pressure she was under in such a family, and how much pain she felt.
If it weren't for her carefree personality, Ai Yi would have suspected that she might have depression.
"Hahahaha!"
Just as Ai Yi was letting her imagination run wild, Shao Chuyao's pleasant laughter came.
The cold-faced girl covered her mouth and giggled. She looked at Ai Yi mockingly and said,"…Auntie Ai, I'll call you Auntie Ai from now on!”
"Pui, how can a young and beautiful girl like me look like an auntie? Even if I'm 50 years old, I'll still be as beautiful as 20 years old!”
Ai Yi spat and said indignantly.
"I know, I know. Auntie Ai, you don't have to say anymore.”
Shao Chuyao didn't let her go and continued to tease her.
Ai Yi ignored Shao Chuyao and said,""…Although that official account has retired from the internet, according to their habits, they will make a comeback after changing their account.”
"…But this time, that public account was smart enough to apologize directly and didn't resist to the end, so we didn't send him to prison.”
"But we have to pay some compensation for mental damage. There were many people who spread rumors before, so I'm just doing a good deed and getting the lawyers to sue him for compensation.”
"…As for the author from that association, ha, don't bother with him. His reputation is already ruined. I reckon that the Writers 'Association will remove him from the list, and the publishing firm that he works with will definitely cut ties with him quickly.”
"In the future, don't be a writer anymore. Anyway, you're already a failure. Who knows, if you change jobs, you might be able to bring out a second spring.”
Ai Yi said mockingly, giving a conclusion to the two people behind this matter.
"Sister Yiyi, you really care about him. If that Young Master Wei is really an ugly and fat otaku, then Sister Yiyi, won't you suffer a loss?”
Shao Chuyao said with a smile, but her words were more teasing.
As for whether that Young Master Wei was ugly, she didn't really care because Young Master Wei was really talented.
She actually admired these talented people.
"Why would I lose out? I don't care if that Young Master Wei is a little puppy or an old dog. I just like to read his books and stand up for him.”
Ai Yi said insincerely.
However, she did not really care about Young Master Wei's appearance. After all, they were just friends who might occasionally chat on the Internet.
It was impossible for them to have any contact in real life. Although they didn't want to say it out loud, there was really a big difference in their social class.
Under such circumstances, appearance was not important. Spiritual communication might be more important.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. I'll be returning to Hillford in two days. You're going to Hillford in September for your freshman year. Do you want to go back with me?”
Ai Yi changed the topic.
Shao Chuyao shook her head gently and said,""I think I'll stay in Shanghai. I'll report to Imperial University by myself. I don't need my parents to send me.”
Seeing this, Ai Yi said,"Let me know when you arrive in the capital. I'll pick you up at the airport."”
" Sister Yiyi, you're the best!"
"If she's good to you, then you'll be Sister Yiyi. If she's bad, then you'll be Auntie Ai, right?”
"Sigh, Sister Yiyi is Sister Yiyi. She's not an auntie!”
The two girls laughed and quarreled again.
After a while, Ai Yi looked at the microphone and earphones placed next to Shao Chuyao's computer and couldn't help but ask,""…Don't tell me you're thinking of becoming a celebrity singer? Your parents will never agree to it."
Shao Chuyao smiled gently."…I don't want to be a celebrity. I just like singing. When I have nothing to do, I'll cover some songs and post them online. I'll be happy."”
Ai Yi snickered and said,"Even if you post your songs online, not many people will watch them."”
"Let me teach you. You don't even need to show your face. The next time you record a song, wear less clothes, such as low-cut clothes. When you post it on Bilibili, a lot of people will definitely watch it.”
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that you don't have breasts. Even if you wear this, no one will look at you.”
Ai Yi said regretfully as if she had just remembered something.
"Sister Yiyi, I'm angry!"
Shao Chuyao pouted and said in embarrassment.
As for whether she was angry that she was too flat or that no one had watched her singing video, no one knew.
The two of them chatted for a while, but they didn't stay up too late. They washed up and went to bed.
……
The next day, when Ai Yi woke up, she habitually rubbed her eyes and turned on her phone.
Seeing a bunch of WeChat messages, she scrolled through them. When she saw Wei Ziqi's message, she opened it subconsciously.
Inside was a document and a message from Wei Ziqi at five in the morning.
"Thank you very much for your help, Miss Ai. Although I was joking yesterday, I've actually been thinking about how to thank you.”
"…After thinking for a long time, I don't think I can give you anything to show my sincerity. I think you don't lack it.”
"After thinking about it, I decided to use this skill to write a novel for Miss Ai as a token of my gratitude.”
"…From yesterday's conversation, I could tell that Miss Ai was indeed interested in 'rogue', so I braced myself and wrote this article to thank Miss Ai for her help.”
These words were neither white nor ancient.
But seeing that Wei Ziqi really wanted to thank her and even stayed up late to write such an article, Ai Yi's heart warmed.
He opened the document and looked at this side story. It was lustful but not lewd, and it was not about lust. It was indeed one of the best rotten stories Ai Yi had ever read. It was obvious how serious Wei Ziqi was.
When she thought about how Wei Ziqi had spent the entire night writing this, she couldn't help but burst out laughing. Her gaze became even gentler.
……
In Wu City's Wei Ziqi's residence, Wei Ziqi, who had stayed up the entire night, stretched.
He was indeed very grateful for Ai Yi's help. After thinking for a long time, he could only thank her in this way.
"Sigh, I originally planned to rest for a day, but in the end, I still spent my time writing.”
Wei Ziqi complained.
Fortunately, this author's life would end at noon. He could start the life of an asset manager!
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