"Look, book fans who are so far away from me, maybe they have never met before, will care about my physical and mental health. Their greatest hope is that I write books happily instead of writing books for the sake of me, sincerely for me. Good book fans have always been so tolerant. Why don't those who seem closer in relationship do not care?"

"From these experiences, what I understand is that people who don't really care about you should care about what they say. All you need to care about is people who really care about you."

Tang Guo asked again: "What if there is no one who cares about you?"

"No, Xiaoguo, even if there is a person in this world, 90% of the world hates him, and the remaining 10% always care about that person."

Tang Guo didn't believe it: "How do you prove it?"

Chu Yan's brain is about to explode, how can this be proved?

He can't say directly, he cares about her, right? He didn't break this matter, just didn't want to arouse her emotions.

Soon, Chu Yan thought of a way again.

"Xiaoguo, have you posted your own updates on Weibo? If you have to prove it, then follow my actions to prove that what I said is correct."

Tang Guo came with interest: "Well, I really did not post on Weibo about the draft and other updates about myself. I am a little curious, then what do I need to do?"

Chu Yan: "You just post, "I have encountered some things today, and I can’t sleep until now, I don’t know when I can pass." You follow what I said and post it. It won’t be long before you will know I am right."

"Are you sure you can prove it by doing this?"

Chu Yan: "I'm sure, if the final result is different, you will hit me, no, I will let you fight, how about it?"

Hearing some laughter from the phone, Chu Yan felt a little relieved: "Dare you try?"

"Okay, then I'll try it."

According to what Chu Yan said, Tang Guo turned that paragraph into text and posted it on her Weibo. On this Weibo, she hardly shares her life.

"I already posted."

"Let's wait ten minutes. After ten minutes, we will be able to see the results."

At this moment, Chu Yan quickly clicked on the weird groups he had joined in order to see all of Tang Guo's works.

While talking to Tang Guo, he put the screenshot of Tang Guo’s Weibo to the group, and added a sentence: Guo Jam hasn’t slept so late, and it’s rare to post a strange dynamic, isn’t it What's going on? Do you know how to get in touch with Fruit Jam herself? I'm really worried about her situation. After all, her Weibo never posts these things.

System: Fuck, is this guy a great drama?

However, this seems to work.

Sure enough, at one or two in the morning, it was the peak of night owl activity.

This news was sent out in several groups, and it attracted the attention of those who like Tang Guo's works, and she was considered her fan.

But within a few minutes, they touched Tang Guo's Weibo, commenting on the words of concern, not only that, but also selfishly, just like writing a small essay, a large number of words passed.

The person who requested the manuscript, Tang Guo's social account, also quietly left a message to her.

"Xiaoguo, ten minutes have passed, the time has come to witness the miracle."