The heavy rain for half a month made Nancheng seem to have been soaked in the water several times. Nothing is wet in the past. It is like this in the whole south. People can faintly feel that this city on the banks of the Yangtze River will sooner or later. Usher in the test of the peak.
There was water everywhere on the ground. Yang Can came to the Nanchu Shijing mansion under an umbrella. This was the place he had agreed with Xia Meng. Since this time, he is about to meet the test of the undergraduate self-examination. He has been intensively reviewing, but the effect is not very satisfactory. Reading has never been Yang Can's strong point.
Xia Meng, who learned of all this in the text message, volunteered to be his tuition teacher. After two years in the mainland, Xia Meng passed the self-examination for undergraduate exams, and the majors she took were the easiest among the self-examinations of Nancheng University. For administrative management, you only need to pass sixteen exams.
Actually, Yang Can is helpless. His press card is obtained through relationships. If he does not improve his education as soon as possible, if he has a high school diploma, the press card will be accepted. This problem is very serious. .
Since Yang Can won a game when he was a foreign aid to help Nan Chu Shijing last time, many people knew him and took the initiative to greet him. When Yang Can went to Xia Meng’s desk, she found that she was being reprimanded by the editor. She didn't find the news, she must work hard, otherwise she would be eliminated so many words.
After more than ten minutes of training, the fiery Taiwanese editor finally came out out of breath. Yang Can walked directly into Xia Meng’s desk and said to her, “Okay, girl, today you promised me to do tuition. Three hours."
Xia Meng's depressed face became clear when she saw Yang Can, and secretly "touched" and "touched" and said, "Go, let's go out." The draft of the document fell on the ground and patted Yang Can to sit down.
Yang Can noticed that the signature and date on the paper was Xia Meng’s. It is estimated that the manuscript she had just been shot by the editor, she picked up and glanced at it. It was a manuscript about plasticizers. This manuscript has been reported badly by others, and it is really worthless. No wonder the editor’s meeting was published, and she deliberately teased her: “It’s raining so heavily outside, and the entire South City will be flooded. What kind of news will you run if you report this?”
Xia Meng waved her head and sighed, "Three reporters have already followed this matter. I can't repeat the subject matter."
Yang Can's tongue still hurts, so he handed the textbook to Xia Meng and said, "You are responsible for speaking today, so I won't ask questions."
"What did you say?" Xia Meng looked at Yang Can suspiciously, unable to understand his illegible words: "What's wrong with your tongue?"
"I said that you should be in charge of speaking today. The question and answer project will be cancelled." Yang Can said it again and again. Seeing Xia Meng's caring face approached, he felt a little guilty and turned his head away. It was because of the loss last time. Next she went to talk to Yang Xiuya, this little girl was angry with herself for a few days, but she couldn't let her know.
"Bite your tongue?" Xia Meng widened her eyes and asked curiously. After thinking about it, she asked him again, "Did a girl bit her tongue?"
"Nonsense... I was eating at noon and biting my tongue." Yang Can sighed inwardly that a woman's consciousness was really terrifying, but she would never admit this in front of Xia Meng.
"Hmph, I also heard that the young boys in the mainland are very diligent, don't they seem to be fake?" Xia Meng smiled, leaning over half-jokingly gossip: "Which girl are you bullying today? Bite, reach out to me and have a look."
Seeing that this little girl didn't mind, Yang Can felt disappointed in her heart. She stretched out her tongue and pointed her finger to win a trace of sympathy. Xia Meng also didn't consciously stretched out her finger to touch the tip of his tongue and asked Yang Can, "Does it hurt? ?"
"It hurts." Yang Can nodded.
"Looking at you, Hua will still be bothered. She deserves to be bitten. It must be another girl's breast." Xia Meng said with a smile, but Yang Can was in a cold sweat. She's a little witch, why don't she just say anything. A few sentences are hit.
"Stop talking, it will be better in three days." Xia Meng looked distressed.
"Three days? How can such a big wound be enough?" Yang Can tried to prove his bleakness and stretched out his tongue.
"Wow, you are so long, it looks like a dog's tongue." Xia Meng smiled tremblingly, pressing her fingers on Yang Can's tongue, not letting him speak, "Let you still be bothered."
"Cough cough." The editor of Nan Chu Shijing had just come out and took a cigarette by the window of the safe passage. Seeing the affectionate movements of the two, he couldn't help but cough.
Xia Meng was so scared that she stood up immediately and waved her hand quickly to explain: "Editor Xu, things are not what you imagined. My friend bit her tongue after eating." "Oh... why are you so stupid? You still bite your tongue while eating. …"
The editor Xu with a Mediterranean hairstyle was a bit ugly. He obviously didn’t believe Xia Meng’s words. He just sighed and meant to hate iron and steel: "Winnie, I can’t control you when you fall in love, but you have to Looking at the time and occasion, if the work is not completed, he will do his own personal things. The big boss knows that but he will be unhappy."
The "milk" accent of a Taiwanese man sounds yin and yang weird, and he can't wait to punch him with two punches. The addition of his very "sao" English tone makes Yang Can feel uncomfortable.
"It's not such an editor Xu." Xia Meng was anxious to explain, but Yang Can stopped him, smiled and said to the sweet Taiwanese man with a Mediterranean hairstyle: "Editor Xu, I think you really Misunderstanding, I'm here to send a manuscript to reporter Xia. The last time she ate with me, she fell here with us." He said that the documents that had been prepared in the bag came out, and he shook in front of Editor Xu.
Xia Meng thought that Yang Can was flicking and editing, so nervously, she dared not make a sound.
Editor Xu snorted. He obviously didn't believe that he took the information when he raised his hand. He looked at it with a yin and yang look. Xia Meng was so scared that Huarong lost her "lust", and she glared at Yang Can complainingly. Say, look, let you be clever, if you are clever, you will be mistaken by cleverness, and anxiously explain: "Editor Xu, in fact..."
Before he finished speaking, Editor Xu raised his head and asked in surprise: "Winnie? How long have you been following this subject? It's pretty good, "Tianyu company audition for forced acceptance of red envelopes, unspoken rules of the South City entertainment circle." "Yeen, nodded again and again.
"I... for a week." Xia Meng's eyes rolled flexibly, and she laughed immediately, pressed her arm against Yang Can's chest, and blinked her eyes and asked what was going on.
"En... Please sort out the manuscript before the day after tomorrow and give it to me."
Seeing Editor Xu leave with a strange expression on her face, Xia Meng breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly opened the files. The more she looked at it, the more surprised and depressed.
"It's over, it's over, you killed me, so I lied to Editor Xu, what should I do... Where can I find a subject that is equivalent to this level."
Seeing Xia Meng stomping her feet in anxious "chaos", Yang Can couldn't help but laughed: "What a lie, this was originally what I wanted to give you. I prepared two themes from the previous issue. This one has been brushed off. Anyway, wait. After a while, it has become old news, and it will be cheaper for you..."
This is all the materials used by Supervisor Liu to receive the red envelopes. Because he is the person involved, if Nan Zhou Magazine publishes a manuscript, Xu Yang will hate this behavior the most, and he will make Yang Xiuya who just shot the cover of Nan Zhou Magazine. It is thought that the incident was deliberately planned to rectify the incident, which increased the public's negative feelings about it.
It’s no better to use a third party to publish your manuscript. None of those who come for the interview are at the same level as Yang Xiuya. This report is published. If Yang Xiuya’s results are still brushed down, Tianyu’s reputation will be completely discredited. Keng Na Liu is a producer, and it makes Yang Xiuya's casting foolproof.
After a daze, Xia Meng looked at Yang Can in surprise and suspiciousness, biting her lip and hesitatingly said, "You... why are you so good to me all of a sudden... I have nothing to repay you... My mother is very fierce. … And I’m a Sagittarius, very carefree… You will get hurt, okay. If you have to… Then I… ”
This reaction made Yang Can look forward to a warm hug very disappointed. How did this little girl complicate the matter? Don’t misunderstand too deeply. She wants to talk about marriage seriously. This matter is serious, and she waved her hand quickly:" Stop and stop... You don’t need to repay so much, adding your English name to dinner is enough...
"What does it mean to add my English name when eating?"
"Winnie...'Hey you...'" Yang Can smirked.
"You are going to die... Disgusting Barra... Not serious..."