Zhou Xinxin got out of the editor-in-chief's car with red eyes. It took half an hour from the Shengyuan Hotel to the hotel where she stayed, and she silently listened to the reprimand of the man who was not her direct supervisor.
At first, she was very unconvinced to explain and refute, but after swiping Weibo and knowing the seriousness of the incident, she couldn't even cry.
In this era, the fastest delivery is news.
Zhou Xinxin pressed down the floor button dejectedly, leaning against the cold door panel, her mind was full of what the editor-in-chief said in the car just now: "Do you know how people in the film and television industry comment on Lu Qingwu? Maybe she is not. An excellent cartoonist, but a qualified insider, she is good at using all the resources that are beneficial to her to achieve her goals."
She sighed heavily, so remorse she just wanted to bite off her tongue.
Back in the hotel room, Zhou Xinxin took off her jacket and threw it on the bed, took out the notebook from the suitcase, turned it on, and opened the webpage.
I just glanced at Weibo in the car just now, and now I can sit down and read the posts on the Manga Forum carefully.
Qi Nian's brief meeting with Lu Qingwu at the book order meeting in the afternoon was still photographed. The distance was a bit far, and it was still a silhouette. In addition, the photographer adjusted the focus, so it was not very clear.
The title of the post is exaggerated - "Old friends of the past, enemies of today, in the same frame again after four years".
Zhou Xinxin brushed the replies on the first floor and bit her lip unknowingly.
From the very beginning, I sighed, "If the pixel is too low, no one can take a clearer photo", "Seven cubs are in line with the cute style of her work in terms of height and dress, but it is a pity that I can't see the face clearly, I guess it is a beautiful cartoon Home" to "Qizai and Lu Qingwu who couldn't fight with each other turned out to be old friends" and "What happened four years ago when I came to Science Popularization".
In this way, the incident that happened four years ago that was about to be submerged in the torrent of time was brought back to the stage and brought into everyone's attention.
Zhou Xinxin logged into Weibo and entered the words "Lu Qingwu" in the search bar of Weibo.
Just as the editor-in-chief predicted, Lu Qingwu did not miss this eye-catching topic.
A Weibo posted in the afternoon was:
Lu Qingwu: I met someone who I thought I would never meet again. In four years, I have changed a lot of people. I miss, and sigh, all kinds of life, and their own well-being.
The accompanying picture is a picture posted by the landlord on the Manga Forum.
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The second one just came out not long ago.
Lu Qingwu: Four years ago, because of my position, I chose to be silent and forgive, so when someone at the dinner table ignored the occasion and questioned him without discerning the reason, it was so ridiculous that I wanted to laugh. For a moment, I really didn’t want to care old love. Four years later, you should learn to grow up, learn to face it, and take responsibility for what you do, instead of living in your own world, never being able to recognize the facts, and living like a laughing stock.
Zhou Xinxin glanced at the forwarding lineup, and then went back to see Qi Nian's Weibo, which was still stuck a few days ago, her eyes were sore and sore.
The last sentence the editor-in-chief said to her in the car was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing her emotional breakdown.
"You feel that Qi Zai is being treated unfairly and that the facts are buried, so you feel wronged and wronged for her, have you considered that now you are not only representing Qi Zai's friends and editors, but you are also a staff member of the vines, Your irrational behavior will make the company bear the consequences for you. Not to mention whether Lu Qingwu will leave Rongpin Culture, as long as the contract does not expire now, Rongpin will be Lu Qingwu's backstage. The influence of her, the image is damaged, which company can continue to support her like the original vines? Can she still negotiate the contract with Ye Changan Studio? Think about it."
at the same time.
Ji Yanxin carried Qi Nian, who was tired from crying and fell asleep, onto the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed with one leg bent and took off her coat.
Qi Nian didn't sleep soundly yet, taking off his coat exhausted his patience, got into his arms impatiently, and murmured in a hoarse voice: "Don't move."
Ji Yanxin's movements stopped for a while, he held the back of her head against his shoulders, lowered his head slightly, and put his lips to her ear and coaxed softly, "Don't move, I'll wait until you fall asleep before leaving."
Probably after hearing Ji Yanxin's words, Qi Nian arched his head like a little milk cat on his shoulders, and finally fell into a deep sleep.
Afraid that she might catch a cold, Ji Yanxin draped her coat over her shoulders for a while, and after listening to her breathing gradually calmed down, he went around her hands behind her and gently loosened her ten fingers.
Only now, tonight, is looking at her properly.
This is the first time since we have been dating for so long that I have seen her cry... so miserable. While crying, she told him what happened back then, how she met Lu Qingwu, and how she was tricked by her, making her notorious.
I cried for an hour and couldn't stop no matter how I coaxed.
Ji Yanxin's fingertips rubbed her earlobe, which was too hot, and looked down at her tear-stained and miserable face. After sitting quietly for a while, she went to the bathroom and twisted a towel with warm water to wipe her face.
When he hung up the towel and came out, Qi Nian's mobile phone in his coat pocket continued to vibrate. The eyelashes of the person who had just fallen asleep fluttered, and he was about to be woken up.
Ji Yanxin simply took it out, glanced at the caller ID, and suddenly had a headache.
It was Qi Nian's father who called. He couldn't answer, hang up, or turn off the phone.
Put the phone on the sofa in the living room, and after seventeen missed calls, it finally ended with a text message from Dad Qi: "Your mother gave you pickled chicken feet with pickled peppers, I put them in the cabinet, don't forget to eat them. Also, I heard from your neighbor that you didn't come home last night, be prepared for a reasonable explanation, or go home and kneel on the remote control."
Ji Yanxin stared at the text message and read it several times, pushed his eyebrows, and let out a long sigh.
Didn't return all night.
Reasonable explanation...
There's a good reason to come, isn't it
Qi Nian didn't sleep peacefully this night, and in the second half of the night, he had been having bizarre dreams. From her childhood to her teenage years, she dreamed of quarreling with Li Yue because she broke Li Yue's beloved toy when she was a child, dreaming of her notoriety four years ago, dreaming of leaving Z City to study in J City for four years, and making trouble with her roommates Unhappy to finally move out of school to live alone...
I also dreamed that Li Yue thought she was nosy, she ran out of the hot pot restaurant in a hurry, but ran into the stairs with no exit. She hurriedly called Ji Yanxin for help, but only heard two cold words on the other end: "Go away."
Qi Nian woke up from his dream sweating profusely. The moment he opened his eyes, he was stabbed by the dazzling sunlight and immediately closed his eyes.
Did she do something... not so good last night
Qi Nian covered his face and got back into the quilt, kicking the quilt incessantly.
what! ! !
Faceless!
She, she, she... How could she cry like a gas bag for so long!
Liu Xia always disliked her ugly crying. Although she turned off the light last night, she was lying on the bed now, and even thinking with her toes, she knew that Ji Yanxin had put her on the bed...
etc!
Qi Nian lifted the quilt and looked down at his clothes.
I only took off my coat... I can't really say whether I was more disappointed or more fortunate.
She sighed and looked at the time while touching the phone that had been placed on the pillow for some reason.
It's only eight o'clock, it's still early.
Would you like to send a message to ask Ji Yanxin? For example, what time did you go back last night, did you sleep well or not, do you want to have breakfast together? Also, did she do anything that made him feel like he didn't want to remember anything in his life...
After thinking about it a lot, I glanced at the number 17 on the phone icon in the lower left corner of the phone screen, and saw Qi Dad's persistent caller ID, which made me feel a little subtle.
Usually the phone can't get through, and Dad Qi will leave her text messages.
Qi Nian was still wondering why there was no reminder of unread text messages. He opened it and took a look... Immediately turned over and sat up, and his whole body was instantly awake.
Qi Nian changed his clothes, hurriedly brushed his teeth and washed his face, and opened the bedroom door. Before he could react, he was met by a big enthusiastic dog.
Unprepared, Qi Nian took two steps back and leaned against the wall to barely support Qibao's body.
One person and one dog, big eyes staring at small eyes for a long time.
Qibao was picked up by Ji Yanxin who was approaching, he swept it aside with his eyes, turned his head to look at Qi Nian seriously, and stared so hard that Qi Nian was about to crawl into the crack of the wall, then he looked away and put it down. Rolling up the cuff at the elbow, he asked, "How long has the washing machine been broken?"
Qi Nian was still in a daze. He didn't keep up with his thoughts for a while. He said "Ah". After listening to him repeat the question again, he answered: "It's been a week, so my dad came over yesterday." But it seems that he completely forgot to repair The washing machine thing.
Ji Yanxin hooked his fingers and motioned her to sit down and eat.
At the dinner table, Qi Nian was stunned by the rich breakfast. He completely forgot the embarrassment and sat down, "What did you do?"
Ji Yanxin glanced at her and replied in a low voice, "You don't have anything in the refrigerator, what should you do?"
Qi Nianlao blushed a bit, "Oh", picked up his chopsticks and put half of Ji Yanxin's folded fried dough sticks in the bowl, "What time did you go back last night?"
Ji Yanxin took a sip of soy milk, ignoring his thirsty look at his Qibao while sitting at the dining table, and put the steaming steamed buns in Qi Nian's bowl, "It's too late, I didn't go back."
The Xiaolong Baozi that Qi Nian brought to his lips instantly fell on the table, staring at him with round eyes.
But the latter looked back with a calm expression, and his confident eyes seemed to say, "Is there something wrong?"
All right.
Qi Nian picked up the Xiaolong Baozi again, this time next to his teeth, and heard Ji Yanxin's somewhat vague voice: "Don't ask me where I sleep?"
Qi Nian's hands trembled, and he felt that it was better not to speak. He had just made up his mind to pretend to be deaf and dumb, when he heard his "uh", speaking slowly and clearly saying: "The hand is still numb. "
With a snap, Qi Nian's steamed bun still fell to the ground, and was swallowed by Qibao, who slid into the bottom of the table, licking his nose back and forth without end.
Wang!
Wang Wang Wang!
During the entire breakfast, Qi Nian was immersed in absent-mindedness, glanced at him from time to time, lowered his head and stuffed a small bun, raised his head again, and silently stuffed it into his mouth.
Qibao swallowed his saliva anxiously under the table. Seeing that the last bun was stuffed into his mouth by Qi Nian, he immediately lay on the floor listlessly, his head drooping, the whole dog was so depressed that it seemed that he had lost his spiritual support.
Just after breakfast, Zhou Xinxin sent a message to let her go to Weibo just as she had pinpointed the time.
Qi Nian had just finished washing his chopsticks, and when he thought about it, he knew that it must be because of yesterday's incident. He didn't even bother to wipe his hands, and rubbed his pants casually twice.
As soon as he turned around, he slammed into Ji Yanxin's arms and almost flew his phone out.
Qi Nian stuffed his mobile phone into his jacket pocket with lingering fears, rubbed his dizzy head, and looked at him with bewildered eyes.
After looking at each other for a few seconds, Ji Yanxin took a dry towel to dry her wet fingers without saying a word, and asked casually, "How much do you remember about last night?"
Qi Nian stared at his slender fingers and asked, "When did you mean?"
"After entering the house." Ji Yanxin raised his eyes, and there was a flash of sunlight in those secluded eyes. Before Qi Nian could see clearly, he lowered his eyes again.
After entering the house...
Qi Nian tried his best to recall it.
It had been many years, and she had never felt so sad. That feeling lingered in her heart whenever she thought about it, blocking her breath.
Last night, I was stimulated by his words "Cry, I don't watch", so my lacrimal glands collapsed. I cried for a whole hour, and said a lot of... illogical things.
But at that time, whether it was his overturned hug, the soothing kiss that fell on her ear, or the soft coax like condoning a wronged child, she remembered it clearly and was extremely fortunate. At that time, instead of getting to the bottom of it, he gave her enough free space to let her vent her grievances.
Qi Nian nodded, "I remember everything before I fell asleep."
When the words were over, he glanced at him suspiciously, and then began to guess whether his "hands are still numb" in the morning was a smokescreen to tease her.
"I'm very protective." Ji Yanxin took her ring finger and measured it calmly, before she lowered her head and looked at it, he loosened it as if nothing had happened, hung the towel back, and continued, "So, before I intervene, take care of it yourself. "
Qi Nian was stunned, looking at him with dark, wet eyes, his lips moved twice, but he couldn't say a word.
These things had nothing to do with him in the first place. Qi Nian never felt that he was wronged in the second dimension, and Ji Yanxin would get it back for her. But listening to his words, a certain piece in the deepest part of her heart collapsed like this, and the sound was so deafening that she couldn't even utter a word.
"Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji." Qi Nian didn't realize that the title he blurted out had become teacher again. He subconsciously wanted to hold his hand, and he grabbed it randomly, but only held his thumb.
Ji Yanxin didn't expect that his words would make her have such a big reaction, he looked at her with a half-smile, gave a soft "um", and waited for her to continue.
"It's nothing..." Qi Nian suppressed the emotion that had poured into his throat, sniffed, threw himself into his arms, and hugged him tightly. As if that wasn't enough to express her majestic mood at the moment, she tiptoed and rubbed against his neck, sighing, "I fell in love with you at first sight for a reason."
Ji Yanxin laughed softly, pushed her head away with only his index finger, and brushed her messy hair in front of her forehead. A slightly cool finger slid down her forehead and lightly tapped between her eyebrows, "Then deal with it quickly, don't let me worry."
Qi Nian's young girl's heart will be ignited by Ji Yanxin, and the attribute of "prodigal son" is once again inspired.
Looking at him with a crazy face, I just want to put my "soft and boneless" self into his arms at the moment, whether it's a fancy breast rub, or a fancy breast bury, I just want to get tired of him.
But because of Ji Yanxin's serious expression now, he could only stand there honestly and nod his head vigorously.
By the time Qi Nian climbed onto the computer, a quarter of an hour had passed.
Zhou Xinxin used her toes to think and knew that she must be mistaken by beauty, but she just asked casually, "Your male god is in your house?"
"Just left."
Zhou Xinxin said "oh", a little strange, "I'm not going to your male god's house for dinner today? I'm afraid I won't be able to knock you out."
Qi Nian was about to reply, and when he saw the first half of the sentence... his brain suddenly crashed.
etc!
She pressed the keyboard so hard that her eyes were about to pop out.
It's over, she completely forgot about it!
Abandoning Zhou Xinxin, Qi Nian quickly called Ji Yanxin to confirm the time.
Before yesterday, Qi Nian remembered this matter more than the exam, and he could write a paper on the notes on "How to Raise Your Boyfriend's Parents" and "How to Get Full Scores When Meeting Your Parents for the First Time"...
Not only did he prepare a gift for the old man at the prompt of Ji Yanxin in advance, but he also didn't miss the little sister-in-law at home.
Fortunately fortunately.
Qi Nian sat back in front of the computer with a sweat on his palms, feeling that the air he had built up because of Ji Yanxin's words seemed to have been leaked, and he lost his energy in an instant.
But when Zhou Xinxin talked about the situation on Weibo, she immediately put her personal emotions behind her.
Zhou Xinxin had calmed down all night. She didn't sleep well at night, and before dawn, she opened a YY room, and brought in the editor-in-chief who was awakened by her to analyze how to deal with it.
When it was dawn, I guessed that the boss of the Vine Grass Headquarters had already gone to work, and sent a letter of review earnestly.
Probably the boss was too indulgent last night and didn't have the strength to scold her. After swiping the exclamation mark, he asked for YY's room number and came in to hear the specific situation.
When Qi Nian entered, it was halftime.
The boss of the vine grass complained to the editor-in-chief of the branch, Zhou Xinxin, without giving any face: "I would say that she is timid and timid. When she first joined the job and made a popular book, she dared to slap the table and give me a military order to make seven cubs up. Send her on a business trip, and if she is good, she can poke a hole in the sky for me... "
The editor-in-chief laughed: "Probably your year-end bonus package is too thick."
The boss nodded hurriedly, repeatedly saying yes.
Qi Nian originally thought that he would see the scene of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, but it didn't appear at all. The person in charge of the two places of the vines was so relaxed as if nothing was happening, this scene really made Qi Nian feel... the pressure doubled.
Zhou Xinxin couldn't express her bitterness, and embarrassedly reminded the two bosses: "Seven cubs are here."
The chatting voice of the current channel stopped, greeted each other, and immediately rectified the atmosphere and held a small meeting temporarily.
After half an hour, the temporary meeting ended.
Qi Nian listened to the words that Mr. Wencao said before he left, touched the keyboard, and was speechless for a long time.
He said: "The vines are on your side, it's not because you believe 100% in the original incident. You are a complete victim. None of us are involved, and we can't tell right from wrong. But just like four years ago, Xinxin dared to pat The desk promised me that she could make you up, and I would bet on the company's interests. All your manuscripts are finally reviewed by me, and I know how much you have paid for them. To be honest, the vines have my consciousness. It is really unfortunate that a leader who is ahead of time is its misfortune. But there is no way, I am a conscientious person, and I cannot blindfold my eyes to seek ill-gotten gains. Cinderella is your old club and will be your strongest backing. "
In a long silence.
The editor-in-chief said, "Don't be too moved."
Zhou Xinxin is responsible for adding: "Our boss just likes to cook chicken soup. Every week at the beginning and the end of the regular meeting is a piece of chicken soup for the soul. It is said to encourage us to be full of energy to conquer life. In fact, it is to satisfy his literature and art and poverty. Think about his Small eyes like mung bean... I'm not touched at all."
With a puff, Qi Nian was amused.
Four years ago she was humble, she was weak, and her words had no voice. But now, she is full of wings, and she is no longer the little girl who was suppressed by public opinion and would only unplug the computer network cable and hide.
She has all the strength in her body and a loud voice. The previous concession does not mean indisputable, but a stronger return now.
Zhou Xinxin is still living in the hotel, originally the flight ticket back to the headquarters this afternoon, but because of this sudden incident, the boss approved a few more days for her, and she has full authority to handle it.
The first thing to do is for Qi Nian to respond to what Lu Qingwu had accused.
Qi Nian didn't post on Weibo last night, nor did he respond to Lu Qingwu's words. Nowadays, Weibo, forums, etc., are full of so-called seven cubs.
For example, for the plagiarism incident four years ago, he still refused to apologize.
For example, a so-called insider broke the news that "Beauty Yi Xiu" is all fabricated by Qi Zai, and it is Qi Zai's record of real experiences for the sake of attracting attention. She is the same as four years ago, she is a complete liar.
Such an overwhelming and uniform move, even the fans who influenced Qi Nian, began to shake.
Qi Nian closed all the web pages in one go, closed her eyes and calmed down for a few minutes. The blood all over her body seemed to be on fire, making her unable to restrain the trembling of her fingers, so she first posted the first Weibo.
Seven Cubs: I'm here.
Three words and a punctuation mark, but she has exhausted her strength.
Everything now is like rewinding the time to four years ago.
It was the same at the beginning, one-sided public opinion, the onlookers who followed the sound, and the harsh and merciless scolding and insults on Weibo.
Obviously they didn't see the truth, and they were only misled by a few swashbuckling articles, as if they had a weapon to punish evil, and they slashed with a sword. These.
Qi Nian covered her face and let her cold fingers touch her cheeks warmly. The barely noticeable warmth ran along the veins of her fingertips, giving her stiff fingers the power to bend again.
She looked up at the crazy increase in the number of comments, sighed lightly, and waited until she had stabilized before opening the document and preparing to edit her response.
A Weibo private message alert sounded.
Qi Nian looked up and saw that a fan and a private message from someone she didn't follow were added to the message list she just emptied.
Inexplicably, Qi Nian's heart beat like a drum.
Suddenly there was a strong premonition, struggling in her chest, almost forcing it out.
Qi Nian took a deep breath, holding the mouse and clicking on the private message first.
As soon as the page turned, a separate message appeared at the top of the page, so clear that it caught my eye.
The content of the private message is not even a sentence... There are only two words that are concise and comprehensive, but it makes Qi Nian's heart move instantly.
Mr. J: It's me.