Chapter 74:

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date="2020-12-08"

title="Chapter 74: "

weight="109071"

series = ["I Woke up and Was Pregnant"]

mode = "manual"

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Li Xun was far more moved by this film. The tears of netizens were about to merge into a sea.

——I regret that I didn’t accompany my father to the theater to watch the film when Chunhua Mountain was released. Now my father is no longer there. Sitting in front of my father’s tombstone, I suddenly understood the poem that Chen Zhiye read to Chen Hua in the movie.

—— Regret +1, it can be seen from this movie that Dao Fu must love his father very much, but Dao Fu was driven out of the house by his favorite father

——Who told Lao Tzu that this is a comedy? ! I can't beat him out! Lao Tzu's tears are worthless, and his eyes are still swollen!

——The tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps on, and the child wants to support but does not wait for the relatives. The saddest thing in life is this

——I seem to be a faucet. The water has flowed since I watched the movie last night, and it hasn’t stopped. I feel like I’m dehydrated.

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In the past few days, Fu Zhen can gain a lot of happiness just by watching netizens' comments on "Chunhuashan". Jiang Hengshu saw him sitting on the carpet and laughing with air conditioning when he came back from the company.

He came over and picked Fu Zhen up from the ground, put it on the sofa, and nodded Fu Zhen's forehead: "Don't always sit on the ground."

Fu Zhen gave a cry, took two strawberries, one to Jiang Hengshu’s mouth, and one into his mouth. Jiang Hengshu looked at the strawberry in Fu Zhen’s hand and opened his mouth to put it He held it in his mouth, and then pressed towards Fu Zhen. In the end, they ate half of this strawberry. The red juice ran down the corner of Fu Zhen's mouth. Jiang Hengshu raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his mouth with his fingers. clean.

After playing around for a while, Fu Zhen leaned on Jiang Hengshu's shoulder and gasped for breath. Jiang Hengshu pursed his lips and chuckled, and suggested to Fu Zhen: "After the child is born, you should exercise."

Fu Zhen snorted and grinned at Jiang Hengshu. Jiang Hengshu shook his head: "It's useless to laugh. After waiting for a while, I will take you out for a walk every morning." There are a few pieces of Fu Zhen's on the coffee table. Sketching, Jiang Hengshu reached out and picked it up to look through it. His eyes stopped on the signature in the lower right corner of the sketch. It was not Fu Zhen, but Jian Wen.

"Jian Wen?" Jiang Hengshu has always known that Fu Zhen sometimes accepts some drawings, but now he knows that Fu Zhen still has such a name. He is a little curious, "Why did you choose such a name?"

Fu Zhen hesitated for a moment, Jiang Hengshu still didn't know the meaning of the name.

Jian Wen, knowledge

If he didn’t say it, Jiang Hengshu might never think of what these two words mean. Fu Zhen put his arms around Jiang Hengshu’s neck, kissed him on the face, and then moved his lips to Jiang Hengshu’s ears. Pan, told him the secret he had hidden in his heart: "Jian Wen is-the world sees me with a special tone, and sneers when I hear it."

Jiang Hengshu was startled slightly, and instantly understood what the name Fu Zhen represented, and a faint light flashed in his blue eyes.

He hugged Fu Zhen lightly and whispered to him in his ear: "I'm sorry."

"Why do you say that?" Fu Zhen raised his head and looked into Jiang Hengshu's eyes.

"Let you wait so long, I should have understood it earlier." Jiang Hengshu said slowly. If he could understand that this person is different to himself, Fu Zhen could end his suffering earlier.

"It hasn't been long," Fu Zhen laughed, his eyes crooked like two crescents, he said to Jiang Hengshu, "Not long ago."

He took out his phone and asked Jiang Hengshu: "Do you have a Weibo account?"

Jiang Hengshu thought for a while and said to Fu Zhen, "There should be one. I applied for it in junior high school, but I haven't logged in for a long time. I see if I can get it back."

Jiang Hengshu took out his mobile phone and downloaded Weibo at Fu Zhen's hand. After entering it a few times, he finally entered the correct password, and then had to bind his mobile phone number. He showed Fu Zhen the phone. :"This one."

Fu Zhen took Jiang Hengshu's mobile phone and took a look at it. This account looks too much like the water army number that Taobao buys, likes, buys and forwards, and even the water army who reads comments does not need such a white board account.

But it’s okay, only he knew. After getting permission from Jiang Hengshu, Fu Zhen removed all the mess from his watch list, then searched for Jian Wen and added a follower.

Then Fu Zhen logged on Jian Wen's Weibo, first returned to Jiang Hengshu, and then added a sentence in his personal introduction, "The world sees me with a special tune, and I sneer when I hear it."

Fu Zhen simply doubted whether his Weibo was being monitored by fans 24 hours a day. Not long after he was on Weibo, his comments and private messages increased by dozens of times.

Jian Wen hasn't appeared for a long time. Fu Zhen started to open a private message and found that someone asked him for a draft, and he was concerned about what he was doing now. There were still many people who were speculating on his identity. Unexpectedly, someone really guessed it.

[Madam, are you Fu Tao? ]

The reason for asking this is that Jian Wen’s painting style is too in line with the original Shazhou Chronicle, and they have also picked up other painters in the Shazhou Chronicle, and seeing their Weibo dynamics are not in line with Jian Wen, they finally set their sights on To Fu Zhen.

After excluding all possibilities, the remaining impossible is also the truth. Although this sentence is not very appropriate here, because they are not sure that Jian Wen must be one of the producers of the Shazhou Chronicle, but it does not hinder them. Guess so.

Fu Zhen flicked hesitantly on the screen of the phone. He turned his head to look at Jiang Hengshu beside him. Jiang Hengshu noticed his gaze and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Fu Zhen showed Jiang Hengshu the conversations on Weibo. Jiang Hengshu didn't know much about them, so he couldn't give Fu Zhen suggestions. He just said to Fu Zhen, "You decide by yourself."

Fu Zhen took a breath, rubbed his stomach, and finally answered the fan.

[Yes]

The opposite party didn’t send a message for a long time. Fu Zhen guessed that the other party might not be able to accept the stimulus. He threw down the phone and ran in circles. He was about to turn his hand off, but the other party sent another message, a whole page, Fu Zhen was bored and counted. There were a total of 286, followed by 16 exclamation marks.

[Mrs., I am about to have a heart attack! It's so exciting! ]

[I can't do it, I can't do it, ah, ah, ah, it turns out to be my wife]

[God, I never dreamed that it was a real wife, would you still take the manuscript?]

...

[Madam, can I send it out? ]

Before, Fu Zhen felt that it was shameful to let fans know that they were a producer to draw doujin, but now he feels relieved that there is nothing shameful about making money by his own ability.

[can]

Then Fu Zhen added another sentence afterwards: [However, this number will not receive any more articles]

Soon this chat log was sent out by fans. Fans of Shazhou Chronicle instantly flocked to Jian Wen ’s Weibo like chicken blood. At the same time, they searched Jian Wen during the past time. The fan figure drawn.

Fans of the Shazhou Chronicle regretted it very much. Why didn't they find this treasured wife before? If they found out, they could throw money so that both his hands were broken.

Fans who were lucky enough to have made an appointment with Jian Wen before are all happy as if they are about to celebrate the New Year. The original work draws a fan picture for you. This is simply the peak of life by engaging in CP! In the future, they must frame this picture well, hang it on the wall, and leave it to the admiration of future generations.

These life winners included a custard bag Li Xun. When she knew the news, she was finishing class and got up from her seat when she got the ground, which shocked the students around her.

The old professor on the podium also stopped the lecture and asked Li Xun, "Is there anything wrong with this student?"

"Teacher, I have a stomachache, go to the toilet." After getting the old professor's permission, Li Xun swished out of his seat and ran to the toilet opposite the classroom.

Looking at the screenshots of a Shazhou Chronicle fan on Weibo, and then looking at the fan pictures he met with Jian Wen, Li Xun just wanted to yell at everyone: "Sajia is worth it in this life—"

But reason stopped her, and finally she squatted on the ground holding the phone in one hand and hammering her thigh in the other, smiling like a fool.

After a long time, Li Xun’s mood slowly stabilized. The first photo of her doujin dated from Jian Wen cost only one hundred and fifty yuan. I watched herself and Jian Wen on Weibo before. The chat records of bargaining made Li Xun suddenly feel extremely distressed. His wife must be very unhappy at that time. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to make money by picking up her colleagues. At that time, she was still squeezing his wife, which was really bad.

Li Xun is not the only fan who has the same idea. They happened to know his Alipay account when they asked Fu Zhen for a draft, and they gave Fu Zhen money to do their best.

Fu Zhen didn't expect to get such a result after losing the horse. He quickly transferred all the money back to the fans and posted a Weibo, "You don't need to give me money, the Shazhou Chronicle has enough funds, everyone transferred it. All the money has been transferred back to everyone."

However, this Weibo did not completely stop the enthusiastic fans. In the end, Fu Zhen simply set Alipay to prohibit the transfer of funds from strangers, which was considered to stop.

After the carnival, fans later realized that Jian Wen only followed one person on his watch list, whose name was Hengshu.

Fans were curious to enter the Weibo account of Fu Zhen and found that it was just a whiteboard account. They only liked all the Weibo that Fu Zhen had posted before. Fans guessed that this Hengshu was probably in reality. As for the poem in the personal introduction, just glanced at it and skipped it.

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After solving the matter on Weibo, Fu Zhen continued to discuss the adaptation of "White Castle" with Luo Pingping.

At this time, Tang Wanwan, with the help of Qin Zhao, also participated in the audition for Zhang Yige's latest film "Genius Alice".