big, you are so stupid

Chapter 1

Yinjia lost her job today.

He walked downstairs with his things in his arms, looked at his worn-out bicycle on the side of the road, weighed the big box full of sundries in his arms, and still gritted his teeth and took a taxi home.

The driver was an old driver, and he guessed his situation by seeing his expressionless expression while holding something.I don't know if hiring a talkative master is a measure to improve the service industry in this city. In short, the master is pouring chicken soup for his soul along the way.

On the one hand, people are mortal and each will live in peace with their destiny, and on the other hand, all things have a natural choice of survival of the fittest in reincarnation. The more Yin Jia listens, the more desperate he becomes.

Fortunately, his family doesn't live far away, which is the starting price.He thought about it, and gave another five yuan, as a thank you to the driver for chatting with him.

Tipping is not so common these days, and five dollars is equivalent to running several kilometers.The driver took the money in surprise, and smiled at him, "Young man, if you can't find a job, come and be my companion!"

"what?"

"Don't be nervous, you look so energetic, you will definitely pass the interview! Remember to find me when you choose a master!"

Then the old driver happily stepped on the gas pedal, humming a song and went to pick up the next customer.

Yin Jia turned around with a dazed expression, and walked towards the door of her house a little stiffly.The hearty laughter of the master just now echoed in my ears, thinking in my heart, it seems really good to drive a taxi?

Although the mental outlook is very important, has it really reached the point where you have to look at your face even when driving a taxi?

...and he hasn't taken his driver's license test yet.

It wasn't until he climbed up to the fifth floor that he rented in a daze and took out the key from his trouser pocket that he suddenly realized that something terrible had happened again?

His box of things is still in the trunk of the taxi!

Damn why is it so wrong today!

In this way, the tip is actually more expensive than his taxi fare? !Yin Jia thought so in her heart, but she didn't bother to look for the taxi company's phone number, so she threw her shoes and fell headfirst on her own bed.

The quilt is very thick, and the cotton inside is of the best quality.His room is well lit, and by spreading the quilt on the bed, he can harvest a warm one at night.

It was sent by his parents from his hometown when he came to this city to go to college.The quilt covering it was already somewhat dirty, and he hadn't had time to wash it yet.

...Forget it, I'm too lazy to wash it, let's talk about it tomorrow.

A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own kennel. It would be great if you can stay in the house for a lifetime without going out. The premise is that you have money.The salary that the financial department gave him just now is not too small, and even next month's salary is given to him. If you save money, you should be able to last for a while.

I'll look for a job tomorrow, I'm so tired, I need to sleep.He put the quilt over his head, so that it feels more secure when closed.

……

No, I can't sleep!Yinjia sat up again dejectedly, glanced at the old computer surrounded by a lot of messy things in the corner of the room, walked over barefoot and sat in front of it.

While waiting to turn it on, he took his mobile phone and sent a message: "Life is such a failure, I'm unemployed again."

After sending it, he refreshed it, and saw that there were already many replies in the comment area, but they were all "first" and "front row" with no content.

However, someone replied so quickly, and the satisfaction in his heart finally surfaced.Refresh it again, and the number of comments has doubled several times. What caught my eye was this one: "When I saw it, I thought it was updated! I was so happy! Touch Jiajia!"

In reality, he is a somewhat cold and withdrawn person who doesn't like to communicate with others.The few good friends are now working hard in various places, and I haven't seen them once in a few years.

Oh, there is a good brother in the same city as him.It's just that that buddy is a winner in life, with a local household registration, a house and a car.In the past two days, I am taking my future daughter-in-law to various scenic spots to take wedding photos.

Yin Jia has always been a person who likes to complain secretly, so he likes to write small things on Weibo, writing out all the bullet screens that fill his head, which can be regarded as relaxing.

A few years ago, his Weibo was full of his own insights, including inexplicable chicken soup for the soul, non-mainstream jokes, and a second-year case that saved the world.These silly contents will be commented and reposted until now, and it is right to recall the youth.

Later, he started short stories, and his brain hole became bigger and bigger, and the short stories became serialized.More and more pits were dug, and his writing became wider and wider.

——Xiao Tianwen was tired of writing, so he wrote an abusive life-and-death article; the modern president's article was boring, so he tried the old sayings;Written and written, from college to now, I have accumulated a lot of fans.

About 30, inexplicably called a big.

But today, I have been shrouded in the sadness of unemployment, and I can’t update it... Yin Jia sighed, thinking about unemployment, how can I have any ideas?Fans like to read beautiful stories with a happy ending, but how can he be happy with his current appearance?

Thinking about it carefully, this time the unemployment seems to be cheated by colleagues?He has always been indifferent to right and wrong, doing his own thing quietly, and most people will not come to embarrass him.But there will always be people who don't like him, and he doesn't bother to argue with others about many things, but he didn't expect that all the faults would be placed on him over time.

If it weren't for being poor, who would look for such anger?

Yin Jia admitted that when he learned that he was fired, he really had the joy of "finally freed" in his heart for a moment.

But immediately, he was dragged into the quagmire of negative energy by overwhelming frustration.

Not only did the girls' comfort in the comment area not make him feel better, but he felt more and more that he had failed in reality.Fans feel that they are living a rich life without worrying about food and clothing, so they will update here, but...

"I can't type anymore, I'm a piece of rubbish! If life can be so beautiful, wouldn't novels have no meaning? I feel like I'm a joke. I've lived in vain for so many years. What the hell am I? Son!"

Not only today, but for the past few months, he seems to be living in a low pressure, feeling that life is going to overwhelm him.It is estimated that the good brother and his fiancée will be arguing this month. He doesn't want to disturb the newlyweds with his depressed mood.

Originally, he wrote to relieve the pressure, but now fans are urging him to update every day, which forces him to lose his train of thought.

He has posted a lot of hypocritical dynamics, but this is the first time he has posted such an intense one.He knew it was wrong, but he was really uncomfortable.After all, only those strangers on the Internet would ignore his failure, comfort him and encourage him.

But on the other hand, he didn't dare to look at the comment section.Although most of his fans are gentle and kind little girls, there are still people who hide behind the keyboard.He is a bit glassy today, he just doesn't want to see any replies calling him hypocritical or specifically commenting that he will cancel.

Throwing down the phone and playing two games, when I looked up again, it was already dark outside.Logically speaking, it was time to eat, but thinking about it, he chose to boil a pot of water.

Gulp, boiled water.

"People who are not full of classes are not qualified to eat; people who do not have a job are not qualified to eat." From the student days to the present, when he has no money, he has always said this to himself.

Drinking water can clear the stomach and intestines, and it can also lose weight.

Finally, at ten o'clock in the evening, the hurdle in conscience passed, and Yinjia went back to bed again.

After pouring a few glasses of water, his previous restlessness seemed to calm down a lot, and then he reopened the Weibo page.

More than 2000 comments are rare for him.When there were so many comments last time, it seemed that it was because he made a small speed change in the article.

There are comforters, reminders, and little angels arguing with the black people underneath.He originally wanted to delete this article, but it was so popular that he was really reluctant.

It's okay to be vain once in a while, right?If you still feel inappropriate tomorrow morning, delete it again.Inka comforted herself in this way.

Suddenly, the prompt sounded for the private message of the follower, and he didn't hesitate to delete Weibo, so he clicked in to read it.

Amu on the opposite side is a painter, and he seems to like what he wrote.He hadn't noticed such a person among his fans before, until one time his article was plagiarized, and Amu not only tore up the plagiarist in the comment area, but also directly posted that person on his Weibo.

This painter doesn't have many fans, but he has a very wide circle of acquaintances. Many people in the music circle, dance circle, writer circle, and cosplay circle have helped expand.It can be said that with the help of Amu, this incident became a big news, and the plagiarist quickly apologized publicly.

Only then did Yin Jia know that there was such a stubborn big touch among the people who paid attention to him. I don't know if it was out of gratitude or to hug his thigh, Yin Jia tremblingly turned back to him.

Of course, this is also the first time he has noticed that among his fans are not only girls who love to chase after articles.

"Boys can't follow articles? The Qing Dynasty is dead! Don't be sexist! You are also a boy, you can write articles, but I can't follow articles?" Amu said.

Inka was speechless.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he also fancied several writer circles, but he has not yet become a god.

Yinjia and Amu exchanged certain goose accounts, but they didn't have many private chats, they were just acquaintances who liked each other.

It’s not that the three views don’t agree, the main reason is that there is no opportunity for cooperation, so there will be less communication—Yinjia’s articles are all serialized on Weibo, and there is no need for illustrations and covers; the pictures made by Amu seem to charge a lot of money , so he hardly posted his own picture on his homepage.

Recently, they seemed to be getting acquainted, because Amu visited his city some time ago, and the two of them had a face-to-face meeting.

Yinjia has been hiding her information very well, but Amu is a teenager who uses Weibo as a circle of friends.Carelessly posted a selfie of the two of them, and then Aite hit him.

Then this kind of selfie was expanded again and again by third and fourth tiers in various circles.

Under Amu's coercion and lure, Yinjia forwarded this photo with her own face...

This is his first time showing his face...

"Ah, ah, Jiajia is so tender! But how do you feel that Amu is more acceptable...?"

The first hot comment wrote this.

However, the number of comments on this Weibo is not as many as that of driving, Yin Jia thinks she is self-aware.

"Aren't you considering signing up for a website? You can still make some money." Amu said.Now Yinjia's articles are all free for people to read, and after they are finished, he will directly package and distribute resources to fans, without earning a penny.

Why don't you say something on a certain goose?It seems so serious to say it in a private message.

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Yin Jia didn't know why Amu would suddenly say that, and replied honestly: "...I've been writing for so many years, am I still a hot chicken? Writing on Weibo can still be a bit popular. If you sign the website, it is impossible to write To millions of words."

As soon as he pressed the Enter key, he saw the reply from the other side: "Or you can sign the team, I will make the cover for you for free."

"..." It's not about the cover.

"I covered the covers of the articles you wrote before." Amu continued.

Yin Jia felt that the big touch on the opposite side must be crazy, so he didn't reply him in a hurry, but clicked into his homepage, wanting to see if this person was stimulated in any way.

Flipping down a few posts, he saw that he had reposted a newly submitted song.Amu is really good, not only limited to art, but now even Quhui is very perfect.

Instinctively, he clicked into the homepage of Yuanbo again, flipped through it casually, and happened to see three selfies.

It was a boy with a sweet smile.Eyes crooked with a smile, small dimples, obviously a dumb posture, but full of youthfulness.

Looking at his number of fans and the comment section, this should be someone who has not been in the circle for a long time. The number of fans is not too many, but the growth rate is not bad.Yin Jia casually poked open a cover song that this person put on the top, the prelude played slowly, and Amu's drawing was amazing, but unfortunately the first few dozen frames were covered by thick barrage.

The prelude finally came to an end, and the young man's energetic voice sounded. His voice was not as gorgeous and magnetic as some great gods, but the sultry transition could be mixed with a gentle sense of sunshine, and the more he listened to it, the more flavorful it became.

I had just listened to more than half of the song when the private message notification sounded again.Amu's headshot that jumped out of the prompt box blocked the screen.

It’s easy to get distracted when scrolling through Weibo. Originally, I wanted to see what kind of stimulation Amu was getting. Why did I start to listen to the song for no reason?Yin Jia quickly closed the page where the song was played, and returned to the private message interface.

Amu asked: "How do you think?"

Totally... forgot... thinking about... hey...

"Why do you suddenly ask me to sign a website? Do I seem to be so short of money?"...Although I am really short of money.

"The way you look on Weibo today, look how worried your fans are. If you treat code words as work, isn't it a serious business?" Amu replied, and sent a very hot-eyed emoji by the way.

Yin Jia replied with an emoji with hotter eyes.After all, he is also a person in the society, and Amu, a college student who has not graduated, must have Xiao Jiujiu not to tell him.

Well, he's in no rush.He is so cold, of course he can hold his breath.

Thinking of this, Yin Jia clicked on the boy's homepage again and listened to two more songs.

But he did not choose to follow this person.

I don't know what kind of mentality it is, he thinks that since this person cooperates with Amu, then he can just go to Amu's list to find it every time...

Seeing that he was silent, Amu over there seemed to understand what he meant, and replied after 15 minutes: "Big Daddy, there is actually something..."

"What's the matter?" Sure enough, it's time to say it, but Yinjia still has to put on a silly and sweet look, so that she looks younger, eh.

"I have a friend who has liked your essays for a long time. He is a cover singer, but he also wants to ask you to write original lyrics and copywriting." Amu's team develops music, drawings and novels at the same time. Thinking about it this way, it makes sense.

Yin Jia replied: "Which one is it? I don't know much about the cover music industry."

Amu sent an emoji and said, "Eh? I asked him to chat with you privately?"

Lack of self-confidence... I was a little nervous and scared, but Yinjia still replied coldly, "Forget it, let's pull the crowd."

After 5 minutes, he was dragged into a Weibo group chat by Amura.

Annoyed, listening to the song was interrupted halfway through again.

And... Weibo can also chat in groups?I don't know at all!I feel that this group chat page is so serious, why can't I meet a discussion group in a certain goose?

But he is a man of character, and it is impossible for him to take the initiative to ask for a certain goose number from the other party.What's more, he himself doesn't like people he doesn't know well to add to his personal account.

Seeing that he joined the group, another person in the group quickly sent a very long and cute emoji, and said, "Howling big! Here is Xi You! Just call me grapefruit!"

A strange feeling flashed across Yin Jia's heart, and he clicked on his homepage casually, and the top song was the song he hadn't finished listening to just now.

Xi You's profile picture is a selfie. He only looked at the small picture just now, but now he clicked on the big picture to see it.

The boy under the sun has a silly look in his brows and eyes, so cute that it will warm people's hearts.He smiled recklessly, and his two small canine teeth were so obvious that everyone who saw the photo could laugh together.

Yinjia finally followed him easily, so the page immediately jumped to the state of mutual attention.

Oh my god, is this boy really a fan of him before?

How can He De He can!

Yinjia returned to the chat interface with trembling hands, and

The whole person sat up from the bed, with an inexplicable solemn expression on his face.He typed out one word at a time:

"Hi, I'm Yinjia."

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Slowly update, write and play~