After Chuli cooked the porridge, he first put a large bowl of unsalted ones for Ergou, and then added a little salt to the pot—the porridge with minced meat and vegetables was very fragrant, and the smell of rice mixed with minced meat wafted from the kitchen after a while go out…
When Chu Li came out with the pot in hand, the man was crouching in the corner of the sofa with a photocopy of the proofreading book in his hands, looking at it seriously. The Crayon Shin-chan pajamas he was wearing were obviously too short, revealing a large part of his pale ankles. —Er Gouzi fell asleep with his head on his lap and didn't know if he fainted from hunger. When he heard footsteps, his ears moved and he opened his eyes. He shook his head and got up, looking at Chu Li eagerly.
Chu Li put down the porridge pot on the dining table: "Mr. Hikawa, I found that your pajamas don't fit very well."
The man huddled in the corner of the sofa didn't move at all, turning over a page of the proofreading book in his hand slowly, without raising his head, his voice was bewildered and confident, and he said calmly, "Isn't it pretty?"
Chu Li was silent for a while: "It's pretty, but I heard you're almost thirty."
The man's gaze finally lifted from the edge of the book, staring at Chu Li with sharp eyes, and paused every word: "I was last month, and I just turned twenty-seven."
Chu Li: "But this is Crayon Shinchan, it's not suitable for you who just turned seventeen last month."
Hiukawa continued to stare at Chu Li calmly: "My niece bought it for me, she likes it."
Is your niece a famous backer? Long admired.
Chuli: "Oh."
Hiukawa: "Her taste is quite problematic, just like that painter who was not worthy of washing my feet and clamoring to buy her album, and clamoring for me to help her grab something in the middle of the night..."
The man showed the standard forgetful expression of the elderly.
First ceremony: "Special offer."
Hiukawa said in an old man's tone: "Yes, this is it, limited to the first fifty, tsk tsk, I don't know what the hell it is, the taste is low."
Chu Li: "... I just want to say that I have actually given this pajamas to my friends, and I have loved Miss Yu, too. Teacher, I am not happy when you say that."
When Mr. L celebrated his birthday, he didn't know what to give, so he bought a Crayon Shin-chan pajamas to tease him... The guy's harvest address was still a vague collection point, very mysterious, and Chu Li laughed at that time—
At the beginning, Li fell into memory, and didn't realize that the man sitting on the sofa quietly raised the proofreading book in his hand to cover his face. When the voice sounded again, it was so steady that there was no flaw: "Friend? Boyfriend? ?”
Chu Li: "... Netizens."
The man smiled strangely after proofreading the book: "What year is it, online dating."
First ceremony: "..."
Chu Li was too lazy to talk nonsense with him anymore, turned around to the kitchen, took out Ergou's porridge and poured it into the dog food bowl, then washed his hands, took out two new sets of bowls and spoons from the cupboard, rinsed them and held them up. The bowl and chopsticks went to stand in front of Zhou Chuan: "Mr. Zhou Chuan, eat."
Hiukawa raised his head and looked at the short-haired girl standing in front of him holding a bowl, chopsticks and spoon... That magical feeling came again—there was a girl in her early twenties who was half a head shorter than him, with a thin body Like a washboard, as if a gust of wind blows, she can fly like a kite. With her sleeves rolled up, her fingertips slightly wet, she holds two pairs of bowls and spoons, and stands in front of him, wearing his slippers. He said: eat.
Life.
Hiukawa sighed: "Wonderful."
Chuli: "????"
Hiukawa stood up, stood on the sofa, bent over and stared at Chu Li condescendingly for a while, then put the photocopy that Chu Li had been carrying around like a treasure for many days under his armpit, and jumped off the sofa , went straight past Chu Li who was holding the bowl and chopsticks in place, walked to the table and sat down, turned his head and said, "Why are you staring, aren't you hungry?"
Chu Li followed to the table, took out a chair and sat down, Hiukawa took a spoon and scooped a spoonful of porridge for each of the two bowls, pushed one of the bowls to Chu Li, and took the other bowl by himself—so far, It's all very normal. Chu Li thanked her in a low voice and touched her hungry belly, thinking that she could finally have a mouthful of hot porridge after working all night, but just after eating a mouthful, she heard a spoon being put into the bowl. crisp sound.
"Hey."
"I have a name."
"Banana man."
"?" Chu Li raised his head in bewilderment, "What?"
"The ornament you put on the table fits your image very well," Hikawa said expressionlessly.
First ceremony: "... ... ..."
I lifted up my skirt, laughed and yelled "Eating my big dick" for you to see
Chu Li put his face in the air, and Hiukawa dragged the thick copy on the table, tapped it with his fingers: "I have read it, the proofreading is very good, although the shocking number of proofreading marks scares me One jump—”
"what?"
Also startled you? … Blame me, then don’t make so many typos, king of typos, the printer is only responsible for printing and does not have the advanced function of printing your correct words as mistakes!
"Especially here," the man flipped the photocopy to 75 percent. Chu Li looked up and saw the huge letter he had written on the entire chapter of "Spiritual Beast Lao Si Xi De Lin Zi" with a red pen. Her eyelids trembled, before she even had time to say anything, she heard Hiukawa said flatly, "The strength of the brush penetrates through the back of the paper, and here, it just scratches directly... I have never seen such an emotional Proofreading marks."
First ceremony: "..."
Then you see it now.
Hiukawa picked the photocopy with his slender fingertips: "Why, do you think my chapter is poorly written, and it makes you angry?"
No, I think the person who wrote this chapter sucks, and it makes me angry.
Chu Li thought for a while: "You want to know?"
Hiukawa propped his chin with one hand, narrowed his eyes and smiled like a fox and said, "Think about it."
Chu Li cleared his voice, put down the spoon, straightened his waist, and sat upright, trying to make himself look professional and convincing: "Let's put it this way, Mr. Hikawa, pay attention, the next thing is for Mr. Hikawa—I Confess to you as a former fan and reader of yours, in fact, I think this chapter is very interesting, very creative, and impressive, especially when I saw that the eighth child was beaten by the fourth one who looked exactly like me When the same son was so frightened that he turned around and somersaulted for three and a half weeks, I even laughed out loud... If you don’t believe me, you can ask Lao Miao about it.”
Hikawa raised his eyebrows.
Chu Li took a deep breath: "The next thing is for Teacher Hiukawa... Teacher, as your fan, I am also a professional editor. When you nod and agree to hand over the proofreading of this book to me, even the responsible editor When the position is handed over to me, I have to be responsible for the content of this book—"Luohe Divine Book" is an oriental fantasy novel for all ages. It will be officially launched in the book market in the future, and it will enter bookstores , placed in the most conspicuous bestseller position in the bookstore, everyone who passes by it may be attracted by it, pick it up, and read it—including men, women, the elderly, and children... "
Hiukawa lowered his eyebrows: "Go on."
Chu Li: "As an editor, I can't destroy the greater possibility of this book because of my personal favorite, or even some people's favorite - it should be open to everyone, isn't it? Everyone is eligible to be its Readers... I can't let something be added or stuffed into it just because 'I like it'."
Chu Li: "For example, when Mr. Xia, the editor-in-chief of the Yuanyue Club, sees two wild beasts falling in love and killing each other and giving birth to a baby, his blood vessels will explode."
Chu Li: "I will have my salary deducted."
Chu Li: "Your level will be questioned."
Stretching out her hand, she gently closed the book that she had marked with a shocking red cross, and Chu Li smiled: "Three losers will suffer, how bad it is."
Hiukawa stared at Chu Li seriously, and after a long time, the man raised his lips and narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You are right, it makes sense."
Chu Li let out a long breath in his heart, feeling that it was not easy for his mother to pass this level, and smirked face to face with the man, when he heard the man say flatly: "Do you think I will say that?"
"..."
Chu Li's smile froze on his lips, Hiukawa also restrained his smile. : "Listen to your nonsense."
Chu Li lowered his head in embarrassment to pick up the porridge, and said in a low voice stubbornly: "The trust between people is gone..."
"Since the first day we met, you have always used this kind of coercion and temptation mixed with good words to make big cakes for me. You won't be fooled the first time, and you won't be fooled now. If you want to know why, go to look in the mirror. You know how bad your acting skills are, and play with me? Huh." The man ruthlessly threw the photocopy to the side.
First ceremony: "..."
I'm sorry, this clumsy acting hurt your eyes.
After all, Gongzi Chuan is as gentle as jade, the ever-changing Sakura in the literary world, the number one actor, and even Oscar owes you a golden man—
You ordinary people who dare to act presumptuously in front of you really deserve death.
Chu Li lowered his head and drank the porridge seriously. He was enjoying himself when he caught a glimpse of the man slowly picking up the spoon again from the corner of his eye, and then stopped suddenly: "But I agree with the broken cake you drew this time."
Chu Li was taken aback.
"Looking for you is indeed more useful than Lao Miao, that good-for-nothing who only knows how to flatter and flatter." Hiukawa frowned as if remembering something unpleasant... For a long time, he seemed to feel that Chuli was throwing himself on him in a daze. With a look on his face, he loosened his brows, and tapped Chu Li's bowl with his own spoon, "What are you looking at, eat."
"Oh."
"..."
"teacher."
"..."
"Are you praising me just now? Really?"
"It's a compliment to say you're more useful than trash, as long as you're happy and eat."
"..."
…
half an hour later.
After eating, Chuli bid farewell to Hirukawa. When he left, the man was lying on the sofa petting the dog. Chuli stood in the porch. After confirming with the man on the sofa for the third time that he really knew how to wash dishes, he began to stand in the porch to put on his shoes …
Chu Li was bending over to tie his bag, unaware that the man lying on the sofa behind him silently turned on his phone and made an appointment for the housekeeper who would come to wash the dishes tomorrow... His precious hands are used to create wealth and a future with infinite possibilities, Not for washing dishes.
Hiukawa closed his eyes, felt sleepy after taking cold medicine, and was about to take a nap after dinner...
at this time.
Suddenly felt the coffee table next to the sofa vibrate, the man said "uh", frowned and turned over, at a glance, he saw a mobile phone with a lot of cartoon ornaments hanging on the table, because a text message was sent and the screen turned on stand up.
"..." Hiukawa sighed speechlessly, "Hey, your cell phone."
Chu Li, who had just put on her shoes, raised her head in bewilderment, Hiukawa felt hot when she saw her lose-go-lucky fool... Turned over and sat up, grabbed the phone, stomped on the slippers and walked to the entrance, put the phone in the Her phone was jammed—when Chu Li looked down at the text message, the man said a spoiler with a blank expression: "Your landlord said that the road was being built in front of your house, and the water and electricity would start to cut off in half an hour."
Chu Li "Yeah" clutched the phone, his face full of vigilance: "Why are you peeking at other people's text messages?!"
"... It just popped up and displayed directly on the lock screen. Unfortunately, the person who writes the text can see ten lines at a glance is a basic skill," the man said helplessly, "Do you have any awareness of protecting your privacy? Display text messages? Doesn’t WeChat and Q directly display the sender and content like this?”
First ceremony: "..."
Chu Li: "Why did you start educating people without saying anything?"
Because you are retarded. Hiukawa folded his arms and didn't bother to talk about her anymore. Does a girl who just graduated know what it means to be "defensive"? He looked down at Chu Li stuffing the proofreading book into his cloth pocket, thought for a while and said: "Your house has a power outage tonight, how do you proofread the rest of your things?"
"Go to the Internet cafe." Chu Li replied smoothly.
"Where are you going?" Hikawa asked.
"Internet cafe."
"Where are you going?" Hiukawa emphasized his tone, and there was a sense of "you have the guts to say it again" in his tone.
"Internet cafe! Night package! Cheap! There will be no power outages and the computer can contact you at any time to confirm the proofreading situation!" Chu Li heard that his tone was not right, and was afraid that the man would come up with something to torment her, so he didn't wait for him to speak. , hurriedly waved his hand and dropped a "goodbye, teacher", and ran away...
The remaining Hiukawa and the big dog who was sleeping soundly on the sofa heard the noise and raised his head dazedly stared.
…
Chu Li hurried out of the gate of the yard, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, on the screen, someone who hadn't spoken actively for ten thousand years unexpectedly sent a new message: [Ji Chuan: Come back to me.]
First ceremony: "..."
Chu Li touched his face in embarrassment, and murmured: "Why can't the Q information be directly displayed on the screen, and there is no secret, so you can be the president of the United States..."
[The sailor invited by the monkey:? ? ?]
[Hikawa: I'll take you to a room.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey:? ? ? ? ? ? ?]
[Hikawa: The hotel or my home, you choose.]
[Saijun invited by the monkey: Hello, this is an automatic reply. I am not here now. Please leave a message after a beep if you have anything to do. Beep—]
[Hikawa: Liar, "typing" is displayed next to your name.]
[The sailors invited by the monkey: ... ]