Chu Li's apology was posted on Weibo, and as expected, it attracted almost all the firepower. There were endless comments such as "genius editors are nothing more than that", "Hi Chuan's book is probably a breakthrough", "or you should stop writing books" and so on. , the anger made readers unconsciously utter bad words and deny everything that Chu Li had done—
Fortunately, Chu Li had already prepared for this.
She doesn't have a personal Weibo, so those readers only scold on the official Weibo, which gives people a little bit of psychological comfort that they are not just pointing at their noses and scolding... Chu Li knows that cursing on Weibo is already The only thing these stricken readers can do—
Readers were not happy with this treatment.
Suo Heng was not satisfied with this way of handling it.
Chu Li felt that because of this, Yu Yao should not be too satisfied with this way of handling it.
The only ones who are satisfied are probably the printing factory that escaped the catastrophe and the Yuanyue Society that saved an unnecessary compensation... Chu Li didn't know if Suo Heng would say anything to Yao Yao now, but he slowed down later After Tundi opened Q, she received a message from Suo Heng, just a few words—
[Why are you apologizing.]
Chu Li replied with an ellipsis, followed by "It's okay, you write your manuscript, remember to hand it in quickly", and then clicked on the Q dialog boxes of Jiang Yucheng, Zhou Chuan and Agui respectively, and asked them about the manuscript—
Honest Jiang Yucheng—
Jiang Yucheng's "The Lost Amusement Park" has already given the full draft, and Chu Li hopes to add a short story to him...
[Jiang Yucheng: Why are you in such a hurry to ask for a draft?]
[Saijun invited by the monkey: Teacher, please open the official Weibo of "Moonlight" and take a look. If such a big event happens, I won't get more manuscripts to prove myself. The corpse will be completely cold!]
[Jiang Yucheng:...]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: ... Can you do it?]
[Jiang Yucheng: You have already spoken.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Teacher, you really have the temperament of a Korean drama hero occasionally, try writing romance in the next book, the hero is set according to your own personality, it will definitely be popular.]
[Jiang Yucheng: Hahaha, you can really say any kind of nonsense for the sake of the manuscript, don't like the words that Hiukawa likes me, I will write for you for 20,000 yuan a day for a lifetime.]
[The sailors invited by the monkey: ... ]
Trash ghost—
[The ghost behind you: Why are you so anxious to ask me for a draft all of a sudden! Didn't it mean that there will be time to hand in next week! You still have to catch your breath when you hang yourself!]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Hanged himself? I've already posted it, and now the body is floating in the wind on the official Weibo homepage of "Moonlight", please queue up to visit.]
[The ghost behind you: ... I saw the official Weibo of "Moonlight", it was blasted, it was really miserable, 3,500 of the 4,000 comments were greeting the 18th generation of your ancestors.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Do you know what is worse?]
[Ghost behind you: What?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: If you don't submit the manuscript, I will lose my job.]
[The ghost behind you:...]
Wenpi Hiukawa—
[Hi Chuan: There is no manuscript to hand in.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: What about the outline of the long series that you promised me before? !]
[Hiukawa: I don't know what to write, aren't you just thinking about what to eat for dinner?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Eat my big dick!]
[Hikawa:...]
[Hikawa: Can you be more polite?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Yes, give me a stick from my old grandson.]
[Hikawa: .]
[The sailors invited by the monkey: .]
above.
Being so impatient, Chu Li was burdened with thousands of infamy, and was wheeled and turned for three days and three nights, but he was silent from beginning to end, and he was doing only one thing, which was to liven up and down with his subordinates. Four authors urge manuscripts—
Four days later.
When everyone thought "Let's forget about this matter, Chu Li is to blame, thank her".
Chu Li came to Yu Yao's desk with a manuscript of three serials and two short stories, which added up to nearly 140,000 words. This is the manuscript that will be used in the April issue of the entire "Moonlight" magazine. At the time of Yu Yao, Yu Yao roughly estimated the length of the text and was shocked——
"So many words!" Yu Yao said, "Usually, the 140,000 words may be the monthly publication volume of the entire manuscript. This time, only the authors you brought accounted for so many, and Xiaoniao has two more. What about the author's short stories...the proportion of novels in the April issue should be increased!"
"The author's word count suddenly exploded," Chu Li said with a smile, with an innocent face, as if she wasn't the one who put a kitchen knife around the authors' necks and asked them to hold back a few thousand words, "Suo Heng, who has always been very obedient, The number of words, what is really rare is that the other three Togashi Yoshihiro are also so hardworking."
"Eh, yes."
"There have been so many messes recently, it's a shame they didn't abandon the pit and escape."
"That's fine," Yu Yao nodded, and then smiled, "It's rare that the authors are so motivated, so of course we will continue. It doesn't matter if there are more words. This time, we can reduce the length and pages of other columns—"
Yu Yao's words fell.
There was a reaction from Lao Miao. He was sitting quietly in his seat, as if he was deaf, turning a deaf ear to the conversation between Chu Li and Yu Yao... Now, after hearing the words "reduce the length and pages of other columns", He immediately cheated, and pushed his chair back and poked his head out: "Wait, wait... what, the fixed length of each column can be shortened? When did you say that you want to modify the length? The coser column made a special topic on the cherry blossom festival this time, and I got back more than 30 photos, and I was worried that the layout was not enough, and you still want to reduce it?!"
Chu Li turned her head to look at Lao Miao, and her face became expressionless. When she looked directly at Lao Miao's confused and angry face, the corners of her lips suddenly curled up—
The authors in charge of the responsible editor, the more space the column takes up, and the higher the submission rate, the higher and more stable the position in the editorial department will be. This is what you, Miao Miao, personally handed over to me by "precepts and deeds"...
Now that I have graduated as a teacher, I can finally implement my own cleverness and studiousness in a down-to-earth manner...
How about it
Surprise or not
Accident or not
Seeing the expression on Chu Li's face, Lao Miao was taken aback for a moment, and then heard Yu Yao who was sitting behind Chu Li said in a calm manner: ""Moonlight" is a fiction magazine, and no novel content was deleted for the sake of showing more pictures. The reason... Besides, not to mention Jiang Yucheng and Zhou Chuan, even Guiwa is a well-known author. As for how popular these issues of "Shading the Sky" are, if you are not blind, you should have seen it. If you want to delete the content of their manuscript, whose is it going to be deleted? Jiang Yucheng? Or Zhou Chuan?"
Lao Miao: "..."
Lao Miao: "But the post-production of my photos is done, and my layout is half planned!"
Yu Yao shrugged, and said in an understatement: "Delete half of it."
Lao Miao frowned: "I shouldn't be doing such a troublesome thing, whoever asks to delete it-"
Yu Yao raised his eyebrows: "Wow, who should do it? Me?"
First ceremony: "..."
Chu Li couldn't control the upward curvature of her lips... In fact, she didn't need to control it either, after all, she had been waiting for this day for a long time—at this moment, the entire editorial department, as long as they were not deaf, could already smell the strong smell in the air. The smell of gunpowder, everyone looked at the gunpowder battlefield between Yao and Lao Miao in confusion...
"I can't solve this matter by myself. Are you unwilling to solve it? Or just lazy?" Yu Yao smiled and said as if joking, "Everyone is very busy. Chu Li and Xiaoniao have a lot of manuscripts to catch up on. I'm going to do the proofreading, and I'm going to do the third school of "The Lost Amusement Park", who else can you count on to do it? I'll bow to you three times and invite you to come out of the mountain, okay?"
Lao Miao choked, and now finally realized the impoliteness and finding fault in Yu Yao's words, and his face became a little ugly: "It's boring for you to talk like this..."
"Otherwise, how do you talk? Oh right, anyway, you can skip my decision on everything. Are you not used to receiving my order suddenly?"
The smile on Yu Yao's face disappeared—
"Otherwise, shall I call you boss?"
Everyone: "..."
Yu Yao stood up and put his hands on the table: "I might as well clarify what I said - I hope everyone sitting here can clearly understand what I said today - I turned a blind eye to it before Eyes, I just hope that everyone can live in harmony and do a good job with our new "Moonlight" magazine, so that one day it will be comparable to "Star Trail"... But maybe it's because I'm too talkative, or too silent, it will always give people an illusion, My existence as editor-in-chief is dispensable."
Yu Yao: "I used to have 11 or 12 authors in "Star Trails". Now they are all masters who can be called by name, and the worst one has a bestseller with 200,000 sales—let’s put it this way, The author resources in your hands cannot be discussed without me, because I am the editor-in-chief of "Moonlight" magazine, and I have the right to speak, and talking to me is simpler, more effective and direct than talking to any of you."
Yu Yao: "If that's the case, why do people still talk to you?"
Yu Yao: "So I hope that some people don't keep thinking about those little ones, and think that they can surpass me and reach a height that they can't stand by joining hands with people from other departments... These are all unrealistic fantasies."
Yu Yao: "In the editorial department, there is no second in command except me."
After Yu Yao finished speaking, he sat down firmly in his seat.
Everyone: "..."
Lao Miao closed his mouth and looked at Yu Yao like Godzilla who had just landed;
Everyone in the editorial department was stunned, and even Lao Li, who was most out of shape and almost invisible on weekdays, put down the typesetting he was doing, stretched out his hand and slapped Ah Xiang next to him, and asked her what happened;
The little bird's eyes flickered, I don't know what to think...
At this moment, the atmosphere was so tense that it seemed like a tense string. Everyone breathed cautiously, and they probably didn't care about the actual situation of this analogy that could hear a needle falling on the ground.
In such an atmosphere, Chu Li, who was standing closest to Yu Yao, smiled—
"Oh, it's a big deal, old Miao, you can just delete the photos and do it, that is, delete about 20 photos, don't you have seven or eight photos that can be used? Let's talk about it, harmony makes money."
Chuli stepped on her high heels, pulled out her own chair and sat down on her own seat, and gave Lao Miao the last stab at time—she could feel when she said "harmony makes money" in a mocking tone Lao Miao was probably about to faint from anger...
But at this moment, the editorial office was still eerily quiet.
People finally realized that the events of "Little Fairy" didn't just pass by like this. The calmness of the previous few days was just a prelude, and now, it's the time when the storm is about to come.
…
After work this day, Chu Li did not work overtime.
It was still light when I got home, and Hiukawa was lying on the sofa playing the mobile game he advertised. I heard that he has already spent 170,000 or 80,000 yuan so far, and there are two or three dedicated customer service for the game, chasing after him every day He was called "little brother" in the back, so I just asked him if he needed special services.
This caused Chu Li to come up with such a sentence or two every time he saw him playing games.
And this day, when Hiukawa heard the sound of the door opening, he sat up from the posture of shaking his legs and lying on the sofa like a conditioned reflex, turned off the background sound effects of the game, and held his phone with a serious face: "Come back today!" So early, don't you get fired?"
"You just got fired." Chu Li bent down and put on slippers, "You're playing a game, the music is so loud that you can hear it from outside the door, what's the use of turning it off after I open it?"
"..."
Hiukawa accidentally remembered that when he was a child, his mother held his head down to practice the piano. Every day when his mother went grocery shopping, he would climb down from the piano to watch TV, and then run away when he heard movement on the stairs Turn off the TV and crawl back to the piano...
Until one day his mother touched the back of the TV and found that the TV was hot, and then took him out and beat him up.
Caught off guard and recalling the shadows of his childhood, Hiukawa provocatively turned up the sound effects of the game to the maximum—
In the end, she raised her head and glanced at Chu Li, only to find that she had changed from the previous days when it was covered with dark clouds, and wherever she went, she seemed to have a rainy cloud on top of her head... Now she was cheerful and didn't want to educate her at all. his appearance.
Hiukawa quit the game, and the living room suddenly became quiet after the loud game music stopped. The man's eyes followed the little girl walking back and forth in the living room. Exploded? So happy?"
"Yuanyue Society didn't explode, Lao Miao exploded." Chu Li lifted the rice vat, stretched his head to look at the rice inside, "Today, Lao Miao was beaten by our boss—our editorial department has no second-in-command—hahahaha Hahahaha Boss is as mean as a bomber, much meaner than you."
"The last sentence can be omitted."
"What you said last time was really useful. I knew that the tears I cried in the office on Monday were not in vain..." Chu Li was halfway through the rice cleaning, poked his head out from the kitchen, and put his wet hands on the sofa in the living room. The man gave a thumbs up, "Thank you for reminding me."
Hirakawa looked at the people standing in the kitchen—
For the first time in three or four days, she felt like a living person.
Didn't he just go dumb and silent when he got home, biting his lower lip with his mobile phone in his hands and burying his head in Weibo... At this time, Chu Li's eyes were shining when he spoke, and the corners of his lips were raised into a malicious arc. The appearance looks awkward and cute.
Her hair was a little disheveled by the wind outside, and the tip of her nose was red from the cold. Right now, she was clinging to the kitchen door frame like a koala, leaning over half her body and looking at him...
Wearing the slippers he bought.
standing in his home.
his people.
The heart of the man sitting on the sofa moved, he sat up a little, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly. He looked into her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Beautiful tricks are never free. What kind of reward should you give me?"
The man on the door frame was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to ask the man what reward he wanted, he saw him sitting on the sofa in the living room like a gentleman, raised his hand, and silently tapped his lips...
"..."
It took Chu Li three seconds to understand what he meant.
Her face was flushed like a boiled shrimp, she said "ah" and retreated into the kitchen, her forehead was pressed against the cold wall by the door, her eyes were wide open, her cheeks were flushed, and her heartbeat soared to the point where a medical doctor was placed. The instrument can sound a high-energy warning!
at the same time.
The man sitting on the sofa watched her disappear at the edge of the kitchen door frame, but the skirt protruding from the door frame showed that she did not go far but shrank behind the wall... Brown pupils looked at the corner of the door with a slight smile. skirt until watching it sway slightly—
The next second, the little girl wearing slippers came out of the kitchen like a gust of wind, came to him, cupped his face, and quickly pecked his lips lightly!
The soft and slightly cold touch carelessly rubbed against his lips.
When she took a deep breath and wanted to escape, the man straightened his upper body a little, and then clasped her head with his big hand, which she wanted to move away, and easily deepened the kiss...
With the tip of her tongue stuck between her teeth, she tasted the faint smell of tobacco in his mouth, her mind went blank, and she only had time to think, "Ah, this person is secretly smoking again, could it be Cavin?"—Just a moment of daze, let him seize the opportunity, The moment the tip of the tongue intertwined...
Not for the first time.
Chu Li was still a little weak-legged.
"... woo..."
The other party's overly direct request made her sob uncontrollably. She desperately wanted to breathe clumsily, holding her breath until her face flushed, but he refused to let her go, and kissed her until the corners of her lips turned red. His eyes, which had finally become bright today, narrowed slightly, watery—
It seemed like a century had passed, when Li felt that his bones were collapsing and softening millimeter by millimeter, the man finally let her go...
She greedily took a breath of air, took a few steps back, clumsily stepped on the heel of her right slipper with her left foot, then let out a small scream of "ah", and fell on the sofa with all four feet in the air—
At the same time, she heard a man's smiling voice above her head: "I told you to cook something delicious to reward me tonight, where did you go?"
"..."
Amidst the man's nasty ridicule, Chu Li grabbed the sofa pillow under his waist and wanted to smash Hiukawa to death—but after thinking about it, it seemed that it would be faster to smother himself to death, so he smothered it firmly on his red face Probably able to drip blood on the face.