Yan Ruyu was at home this time, after he opened the door, he stared at Lan Ning outside the door like last time: "Are you here to press again?"
He only wore an ordinary black casual sweater on his upper body, but he really looked like a clothes hanger, and he wore the clothes very nicely. Lanning felt that after seeing him in person, half of her anger seemed to disappear.
She lifted the beautifully packaged cake in her hand and smiled at him: "I think the teacher may be tired from writing, so I'm here to send you some condolences."
Yan Ruyu glanced down at the cardboard box in her hand, then turned sideways to let her in.
Lan Ning was a little elated, the first step of the battle plan was a success!
After she entered the room, she put all the cakes on the glass coffee table in the living room, and opened them one by one: "Strawberry Cream, Matcha Mousse, Tiramisu, and Orange Cheese."
The colorful cake with the sweet and creamy aroma is really very attractive. Lan Ning looked up at him, like a human trafficker abducting children: "Want to eat? After writing the manuscript, it will be yours."
Yan Ruyu went to sit on the sofa opposite her, and asked with a half-smile: "These cakes are already on the coffee table in my living room, do you think you still have the ability to stop me from eating them?"
The corner of Lanning's mouth curled into a beautiful arc: "Do you think it's faster for you to eat them, or it's faster for me to destroy them?"
Yan Ruyu's eyes froze, and then became calm again: "I can also go out and buy by myself."
The smile on Lanning's face became more warm: "Taurus is so delicious and lazy, I guess you must be too lazy to go out and buy."
Confucianism: "..."
Seeing him deflated, Lan Ning couldn't stop the pleasure in his heart.
So cool!
"Teacher, you should write a manuscript, it's easier and more pleasant." Lan Ning gave a suggestion with a smile. Yan Ruyu looked at her silently for a while, then got up and left.
Seeing this, Lan Ning quickly stopped him: "Where are you going?" Do you really want to go out to buy? This doesn't fit Taurus' lazy personality.
Yan Ruyu said without turning his head: "Go back to the room and write the manuscript."
Lan Ning was stunned for a moment, and then shouted to him: "You should write outside, I feel more at ease watching you write!"
Confucianism: "..."
He carried a laptop from the study room, put it on the long table in the dining room, and really started writing.
The room fell silent, only the sound of keyboard tapping was particularly clear. Lanning didn't dare to disturb him, and unconsciously lowered his breath. She was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding her head and looking at him.
To be reasonable, this person looks really good-looking, especially the side face that is working hard now, the charm value has soared biubiu. Lan Ning stared at him for a while, couldn't help but took out his mobile phone from his handbag, turned it to silent, and sneakily took a photo of him.
With the beauty of Teacher Xingxin, if he posted his photos on Weibo, the number of fans would definitely crush a group of male stars every minute.
She admired the photos for a while, exited the photo album, and clicked a game to play.
Time passed bit by bit like this, quiet and beautiful.
"You asked me to write a manuscript, but you play games here yourself. It's really a mouthful thing to press the manuscript." Yan Ruyu stood beside Lan Ning at some point, watching her play the game with cold eyes.
Lan Ning was startled, and quickly exited the game: "Teacher, you are really good at joking. If I have the ability, I will write it myself. Why do I need to rush for the draft?" Standing up, "Teacher, have you finished writing?"
"It's finished..." Yan Ruyu paused at this point, "One chapter."
Lanning: "..."
One chapter is better than none. She comforted herself like this.
Raising his wrist to check the time, Lanning realized that it was past seven o'clock.
"It's getting late, I won't bother the teacher, goodbye." She picked up the bag and coat, pointed to the cake on the table, "They are all yours, you take your time to enjoy."
When she reached the door, Yan Ruyu stopped her from behind: "Wait a minute."
Lan Ning turned around and looked at him, he was holding a cake in his hand, with some cream sticking to the corner of his mouth: "Next time I buy a 'Sugar Heart' cake, I prefer to eat it."
Lanning: "..."
Next time, do you really think she is here to pay tribute? And the sugar sweetheart is in Starlight Park, so I have to run around City A!
"Understood, teacher." Lan Ning smiled, opened the door quickly and left.
The two-day class in "Mistry" seems to be more tiring than the class she took in three years. Fortunately, the next day is Friday. As long as she survives Friday, she can have two days of respite time.
On Friday, the entire company was basking in the joy of the upcoming holiday. Lan Ning still arrived at the company around 8:40. She had just boarded the Penguin when she received a message from Bikongru Shampoo.
The blue sky is like washing: blah blah blah blah, I've changed it, take a look.
Cauliflower: Σ so fast!
The blue sky is like washing: eddy, men don't like to be told fast :)
Cauliflower: ... [Smiling] I'll send it to the editor-in-chief, and I'll get back to you later.
The blue sky is like washing: Alright~ Thank you for your hard work~
Oh shit, I really want to hold Bikong Ruxi in my arms and rub it! Lan Ning felt that if Teacher Xingxin could do the same... No, this is a bit scary.
She accepted the blue sky's manuscript, read it through herself first, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so she sent it to the editor-in-chief. The editor-in-chief replied to her in the afternoon, telling her that it was all right.
So Lan Ning went to poke the blue sky again: "The editor-in-chief said it's OK, this manuscript is scheduled for the April issue of the magazine."
The blue sky is like washing: OK, thank you for editing!
The blue sky is like washing: I am so excited, this is the first time I have written a manuscript for a magazine, and it is also the first time I have submitted a manuscript [shy] My first time was edited [shy]
Lanning: "..."
The blue sky is like washing: The manuscript of "Mistry" is very sad. I didn't have much hope at first. Thank you editor for asking me (*￣3)(ε￣*) Will you send me a sample issue then
Cauliflower: Yes! The manuscript fee for our magazine is one hundred thousand words, and I will call you one month after the magazine goes public~
The blue sky is like washing: OK, thank you for editing~O(∩_∩)O~
Cauliflower: Come on, I like you, Sao Nian :)
The blue sky is like washing: I will continue to work hard, my goal is Teacher Xingxin [struggle]
Lanning: "..."
Don't target him, boy.
Cauliflower: Send me your name, bank card number, address, phone number, and I will register first~
The blue sky is like washing: good (*/ω＼*)
When Lan Ning took a sip of water, the clear blue sky sorted out the information and sent it to her. Lan Ning glanced at it. His name is Ye Cheng, and his address is Imperial University... Hey, he is from the same university as himself
Cauliflower: Alas, it turned out to be a primary school boy :)
The blue sky is like washing: ΣBianbian also graduated from Imperial University? I'm going to be a senior soon!
Cauliflower: That's still a junior :)
The blue sky is like washing: =. =
The blue sky is like washing: Will I follow you from now on? (*/ω＼*)
Cauliflower: Yes, remember to write more manuscripts for me!
The blue sky is like washing: Good!
Lan Ning felt that communicating with Bikong Ruxi was really healing.
As for Teacher Xingxin... Sorry, she doesn't even want to see his profile picture. :)
Because today is the last day of the working day, Lan Ning didn't go to teacher Xing Xin's house to block him anymore, she sent him a reminder message before get off work, and happily turned off the computer and went home.
On Saturday, she and Qu Tong stayed at home all day, planning to go out to have dinner together in the evening, and stroll around the mall by the way. Before leaving, she looked at Qu Tong in a LO suit, and asked dryly, "Are you going out dressed like this?"
"Yeah, if the school doesn't require you to wear a school uniform, I plan to wear it in school."
Lanning: "..."
Well, since she is not worried about being surrounded by people, she has nothing to be afraid of.
As soon as she bent down to change her shoes, the phone in her shoulder bag rang.
"Wait, I'll answer the phone first." Lanning was only half wearing her shoes, she jumped twice and took out her phone from her bag.
The caller shows Teacher Xingxin.
Lanning: "..."
She was so scared that she almost threw the phone out.
"What's wrong?" Qu Tong stood outside the door, looking at her strangely.
Lanning didn't answer her, but took a deep breath for himself first. After feeling calmer, she connected the phone: "Teacher, did you call me to hand in the manuscript?"
Yan Ruyu on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then said: "Come here and help me make dinner."
Although the magnetic and elegant voice came from the receiver close to the ear, which was more pleasant than usual, Lan Ning was still confused: "...why?"
"Because I'm tired of writing and need some condolences."
Lanning: "..."
Huacha, did she dig a hole for herself to jump into