CH 39
The Supporting Male Character Just Wants to Be a Tool Man
Tweaked schedule. Wednesdays will now be a day off on the schedule.
Shen Qingshu doesnât know at all. In just ten minutes, he has become a pitiful and tragic quasi victim forced into the mire by a minor in the heart of Bai Xuegeâs agent.
At this time, he is launching a new round of mental attack on the real victim Cheng Han â Su Qingâs college classmates appear and obviously have romantic feelings for him and the children also like her very much.
[âIf my father were with her, my didi and I would have a mother.â Su Bai, who looks exactly like Cheng Han, kneads plasticine and discusses it with Cheng Han.
Cheng Hanâs hand rolling the plasticine turned the small flower into a flat cake. He silently squeezed the plasticine and advised Mary Su Su Bai, âYour father doesnât like her.â
TN: Bold is english in raws
âBut I think Dad is very happy with her.â
Cheng Han angrily pinched the plasticine. âItâs all an illusion. A child like you is being tricked.â
Su Bai, âReally? But the sister said she liked my father, and she also said she liked me and my didi.â
Cheng Han: â¦
Su Bai looked at him askew. âUncle, you pinched the plasticine into papa.â
Cheng Han looked down at the messy plasticine in his hand, âHow is it like your father?â
âI mean you know papa well.â Su Bai sighed, âUncle, what do you think?â
Of course, I know your heartless, lawless and unrestrained father!
Cheng Han angrily threw the plasticine in his hand aside. Su Bai looked at him and sighed silently in her heart. Is this really her father?
So stupid.
When Su Qing came back in the evening, he saw Cheng Han sitting on the sofa with a depressed face.
He went over and asked, âWhatâs the matter, unhappy?â
Cheng Han looked up at him. The look in his eyes was like a wife blaming her husband. Su Qing almost burst out laughing. He had to sit beside him and coax him with a soft voice.
Not far away, Su Bai hid behind the door and watched secretly.
Su Ao, who was woken up in the middle of his sleep, saw his sister lying by the door. He got out of bed and walked to her, asking, âWhat are you doing, jie jie?â1
He stretched his neck and wanted to look too.
Su Bai quickly covered her didiâs eyes. Well, this scene is inappropriate for children.
She gently closed the door and returned to bed with her brother.]
Shen Qingshu finished this chapter and felt that it was not far from the end.
Next, Cheng Han will realise that Su Bai and Su Ao were his children and then the family will be reunited. They got married and lived as a happy family of four.
If nothing happens, it will be finished in a week.
Then, he can write his second masterpiece â campus romance!
But before writing the campus romance, he has to change his vest. Otherwise if the current novel is mentioned, he will die of shame!
Shen Qingshu quickly logged in to his Penguin account2, contacted his editor goldfish and asked: [Hello, can I open a new vest for myself?]
Goldfish replied to him after ten minutes: [Yes, but I donât recommend you to do so. Itâs not easy to gather a reader base. Now that you open a new vest, you have to accumulate readers again.]
Shen Qingshu didnât panic at all.
Heâs a literary star, okay?
Look at his data from that night. How great!
Look at his readers, so many!
He is simply a man born for writing. Isnât it just accumulating readers again? Easyï¼
4S store owner: [No worries, I think I can do it.]
Editor goldfish: [Well, let me know when you have a pen name, and Iâll enter it for you.]
4S store owner: [OK, thanks!]
Editor goldfish: [Youâre welcome, come on ~]
After the goldfishâs last reply, they didnât speak again. Shen Qingshu also left the chat. Holding his chin, he thought what should his name be this time?
High end! Be moving! Must increase in quality!
Be especially educated!
He thought and thought, and finally came up with a fairly satisfactory name â In drunk dreams, light up the oil lamp and watch the sword.3
How good it is. Compelling, forceful and educated. Shen Qingshu was very satisfied. He registered the pseudonym on the spot and told his editor.
Shen Qingshuâs editor looked at the pseudonym he sent, kept silent for a while and replied to him: [OK, Iâll enter it for you now.]
Shen Qingshu: [thank you, editor.]
Editor goldfish: [Youâre welcome, come on ~]
Yes, yes, Shen Qingshu agreed. Just wait for me to sell the copyright and lead you to the peak of your life!
Copyright and adaptation, here I come!
Thinking of this, he quickly put the first chapter of his campus essay written at home into the draft box, carefully checked for typos and sent it out excitedly.
From today on, he will not be Shen Qingshu, the author of little yellow cars! He is Shen Qingshu, the king of romance! Shen Qingshu, the leader of campus romance! Copyright boss Shen Qingshu! Oscar best screenwriter Shen Qingshu!
Shen Qingshu clapped his hands and fantasized about the scene of him receiving awards. He even thought about who to thank in the award speech.
When he returned to his senses and refreshed the background with confidence, he saw that the clicks, collections and comments on the background were 0.
Bright, round, plump zero!
Shen Qingshu is in disbelief. How is this possible?!
He is a literary star! The contemporary Wenquxing! How could it be 000!
It must have just been too new and the readers havenât seen it yet. Shen Qingshu assured himself that he had to give the readers some time and give himself some time.
Yes, wait.
He was waiting when he heard a knock at the door. Zhou Jianming and Xiao Li came and called him out for dinner.
Shen Qingshu went out and asked Zhou Jianming, âHas the snake been returned?â
Zhou Jianming nodded. He had just returned the snake when he suddenly got a call, continuing to be busy until now. Therefore, he only had time to inform Shen Qingshu now: âReturned. You were right. Itâs really Bai Xuegeâs.â
Shen Qingshu directly regained confidence. In addition to writing novels, what he has done most is browse forum posts to understand the current entertainment circle. Especially after determining that the male lead is Bai Xuege, he almost joined Bai Xuegeâs fan group to gain a deeper understanding.
Zhou Jianming looked at his proud expression and thought he was very cute. âBai Xuege said, thank you for this time. He owes you a favor.â
âThatâs nice. Letâs go and have dinner.â
The three walked towards the elevator again and ate in the restaurant on the first floor.
Shen Qingshu remembered his new article and refreshed the page every few minutes.
But the more he brushes, the more depressed he is. How come more than an hour has passed and itâs still 000!
Shen Qingshu puffed up his cheeks and looked at his new article with dismal data. How can it be so unscientific?
It made no sense, this isnât his first work. The data of that night was an instant hit, yet this book is so bleak.
There should be no relation to advertisement as when that night was first published he also didnât arrange any advertisement.
Shen Qingshu absently ate dinner, said goodbye to Zhou Jianming and Xiao Li, and went back to his room.
He kept refreshing the page and finally saw that the click turned into 6 and the comment turned into 1. He couldnât wait to click in and see the only comment in the comment area â [Donât like].
Shen Qingshu: ! ! !
If you donât like it, you donât have to say it. If you donât like it, canât you just go?! Hardcore, cold heart!
Shen Qingshu grew depressed, how could they not like it? How could it be disliked? Why doesnât anyone like it? !
He is dignified and literary, Ziweixing reborn, how could they not like what he wrote? !
There must be something wrong!
Shen Qingshu seriously pondered for a long time.
As soon as he refreshes, okay, click is still the miserable 6, 6 or 6, clicking again is the same.
Shen Qingshu moved his mouse and was about to close the webpage- it was too miserable, he couldnât bear to look at the data!
He was about to shut down, but suddenly saw that the banners were broadcasting that Car God had gifted him 10 more space stations.
What is this? Sunrise in the east and rain in the west?
The announcements vigorously continued and the large rewards are still pouring in
They are obviously both his children, why is there such a big difference in reception? !
Shen Qingshu really couldnât understand it, switched accounts and sent a private message to the car god: [Thank you for the reward, local tyrant. Do you really think I wrote well? ã
Han Cheng rarely did overtime and was about to turn off his computer to get off work, when he saw Shen Qingshu sending such a private message.
Of course, he didnât simply think that Shen Qingshu was good at writing. Although he did write well and the work was enjoyable, there are many other enjoyable works.
But who made Cheng Han the prototype of him? It was the first time that Han Cheng saw a novel based on himself, plus it was still written by Shen Qingshu. Making him want to pretend to be a reader and tease him.
But since it is pretending to be a reader, he must not reveal true his identity, so Han Cheng replied very quickly: [Of course, otherwise, why did I give so many rewards. ]
4S shop owner: [Really?]
Car God: [Boss, you have to believe in yourself.]
Like the sun rising from the west, itâs that rare for Shen Qingshu to have a day when he lacked confidence in himself.
4S shop owner: [Then can you help read my new article? From the readerâs point of view, help me see if there are any problems. ã
Han Cheng looked a little surprised at what he said.
Of course he could see that âThat Nightâ was now in the final stage, not far from the end, but he didnât expect that Shen Qingshu had already prepared the next book.
And!
Han Cheng stared at the sentence he sent him uncomfortably. Why didnât he show it to him after writing a new article?
Isnât he the source of inspiration, the prototype of the main character? !
What does it mean to not show him, yet show his local tyrant reader?
Is the local tyrant more important than him? !
Han Cheng angrily typed on the keyboard: [Show me? Is this appropriate? Is there no one around you who can help you read over the article?]
The three phrases were poetic and meaningful, Han Cheng doesnât believe he dares to say no!
However, in the next second, he saw Shen Qingshuâs inhumane answer: [No, no one around me writes, and I donât want people close to me know that I write. ã
But obviously Iâve already read your novel! !
Why canât you just show it to me!
Han Cheng simply canât accept it. He is the director of the Han Group, earning tens of millions of minutes per minute and he reads countless reports. Isnât he worthy of reading Shen Qingshuâs writing?
He would rather look for readers on the Internet than look for him!
Sure enough, once the car leaves the garage, they forget their owner !
Han Cheng is very depressed, not just depressed but also mournful and angry: [Wow, so people around you donât know your vest?]
Of course not, Han Cheng knew it, Shen Qingshu thought indifferently, but he didnât want to show the text to Han Cheng. What if he recites it in his ear after reading it.
Shen Qingshu felt terrible at the thought of that scene. Who would rush over to voluntarily receive torture. Isnât it good to be alive? Who can bear to experience social death everyday!
However Shen Qingshu didnât plan to tell his readers about these personal matters. It was too complicated and cannot be explained in a few sentences, so he said: [Some know, but itâs not very convenient, so can you help me read over it? ã
Han Cheng said âOhâ, okay, itâs not very convenient for his driver, but itâs very convenient for his readers. Heâs really a scumbag, the double standard is clear!
But whatâs the use?
Didnât the writing still fall into his arms now?
With your ability, still want to fly out of my control?
Little cutie!
Behind the computer screen, your car owner is still your car owner!
Car God: [Yes, I am honored ^_^]
Come on, let me see how inconvenient it is?
What is not convenient for me to see, but convenient for readers on the other side of the Internet?
Han Cheng eagerly waited to read his new work. After a while, he saw Shen Qingshu sending him a document.
Han Cheng opened it, and he understood it almost instantly. This is the reason itâs inconvenient to show him?
Little red apricot climbed over the wall, and the little red car derailed. This little supercar planned to open a side account to cheat, leaving his driver behind and becoming someone elseâs driver. How can it not be inconvenient? !
Han Cheng gave him feedback on the spot: [I donât like this article, I wonât continue to read it.]
Shen Qingshu was anxiously waiting for his feedback. He didnât expect to wait for such a sentence, and instantly became nervous: [Why?]
Car God: [Su Qing is acting crazy! ! ! Just abandoning his husband and abandoning his son. Why is going around looking for a girlfriend? Is there a need to harm other girls this way? Asking girls to be a secondary wife is beastly behavior, do you understand? ! !]
Shen Qingshu:â¦
Shen Qingshu was a little speechless: [Car God, this is not the previous Su Qing, this is another Su Qing. He is only 16 years old, a young student Su Qing! Su Qing is a stand alone in this new novel! ]
Car God: [Really? But with this name, I have a strong sense of substitution. I always feel that Su Qing abandons his husband, abandons his son and deliberately deceives a naive girl. The next second there will be tears on the iron doors and windows, which I canât stand to read. ]
Shen Qingshu:â¦
Car God: [Isnât Su Qingâs CP Cheng Han? This new Qin Su is really an eyesore. Trying to demolish my CP, does she want to become a little mistress? ]
Shen Qingshu:â¦
4S shop owner: [She is the female lead and she is a couple with this Su Qing, not the Su Qing that is together with Cheng Han QAQÂ ]
Car God: [Thatâs not okay. Su Qing can only be with Cheng Han. Itâs not okay for him to get together with another person. I donât accept it. ]
Car God: [Furthermore, Su Qing Qin Su, this is clearly the same name. Making it feel like Su Qing is acting as his own gong and shou, I donât like it. ã
Shen Qingshu thought for a while, then hesitated: [Then how about I change the female leadâs name to Han? ]
After he sent it, he added: [But Cheng Han doesnât seem to resemble a girlâs name, so letâs change it to Cheng Han. ]
Hancheng:! ! !
Good guy! Good guy! This is not only to counterattack but also to change his gender! Turn him into a woman!
Shen Qingshu is too courageous, right? ! !
The author has something to say: Han Cheng: On the first day of separation, he slept peacefully.
Han Cheng: On the second day of separation, he wanted to cheat in writing, was caught by me in the act. Then he wanted to push me down and become the driver. His courage defies the sky!
[small theater]
Han Cheng: Iâm jealous of myself.
Han Cheng: Little cutie, you didnât even consider the possibility that I am behind the network cable!
Qingqing: No! !
Qingqing: QAQ
1Â Jie jie= elder sister
2 An online messaging platform thatâs been around since ⦠ages
3Â Xin Qiji (1140-1207), a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty.
In my drunkenness, I turned on the oil lamp and watched the sword. In my dream, I returned to the camps of the year, and the horns sounded one after another. The roast beef was assigned to the men and the band played Beijiang songs. This is a military parade on the battlefield in autumn.
The war horse ran as fast as the Luma, and the bows and arrows flew off the strings like thunder. I wholeheartedly want to complete the great cause of regaining the countryâs lost land for the monarch, and obtain a reputation that can be passed down from generation to generation. I have now become a gray-haired man!
This poem was created when the author was disappointed to live in Xinzhou (now Shangrao, Jiangxi).
When Xin Qiji was 21 years old, he participated in the Anti-Golden Uprising in his hometown of Licheng (now Jinan, Shandong). After the failure of the uprising, he returned to the Southern Song Dynasty and served as the chief of many places. He stabilized the peopleâs livelihood, trained the army, and strongly advocated the recovery of the Central Plains, but was ostracized and attacked. Later, he was not allowed to be appointed for a long time and lived idle for nearly two decades.
4 Originally said æçäºæå±±, which literally meaning âout of my five finger mountain.â