At the end of June and the beginning of July, as Chuli signed her regular contract at Yuanyue Club, her salary soared to exceed 3,000 yuan, and the weather in G City gradually became hotter... Every day at seven or eight o'clock the sun rises like a Electric ovens are roasting the city, and squeezing the bus to and from work every day has become a rather painful thing—sometimes squeezed among the uncles and aunts who are returning from morning exercises and taking the bus to go to the vegetable market. I feel like I've been spoiled...
When I went out in the morning, it was still a delicious, juicy little fresh meat.
The weather seemed to be particularly hot this day, and when Chu Li came to the editorial office in a state of embarrassment, he was like a pickle... As soon as she stepped into the editorial office, she looked up and saw the person she least wanted to see in this pickle mode: Zhou Chuan.
Chu Li stood at the gate with his bag in his hand, opened his mouth, and pointed at Zhou Chuan.
Swaggeringly stretched his long legs and sat in her position, the man who was playing with her table toy raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "What are you referring to, are you polite?"
Chu Li withdrew his hand "whoosh": "Teacher Zhou Chuan, why are you here..."
It's nine o'clock in the morning. According to international practice, you should be lying dead on the bed with the air conditioner blowing on, drunk and dreamy, making people jealous.
Hiukawa glanced at her: "I'm flying to City B in the afternoon, and I won't be back until mid-July. Before I leave, I'll check the progress of "Luohe Divine Book"..." Hiukawa gesticulated with his eyes while talking, He said that he wanted to see it for himself, and didn't trust her editor, who only knew how to do Ma Liang's magic pen.
"Go to City B?"
"Look for that bastard Jiang Yucheng."
"You are not allowed to say that about Mr. Jiang Yucheng."
"No what, are you brave enough to say it again?"
"... Teacher, why did you go to City B to find Teacher Jiang Yucheng?"
Chu Li approached, put down his bag, and didn't rush Hiukawa to get up from his seat, just bent down under the man's eyelids to turn on the computer—the man was staring at the man in front of him, wearing a simple white T-shirt with a dark blue shirt The pleated skirt and small black leather shoes, probably because the temperature outside is a bit high. At this time, her face is flushed, her hair is slightly messy, and when she bends down to turn on the computer, there is a gust of wind, mixed with sunshine, fruity body lotion and a little sweat taste…
It smells good.
It's the taste of summer.
Hiukawa lowered his eyes, and the moment she squatted down to turn on the computer, she saw a section of collarbone leaking from the edge of her crooked neckline, and a piece of fair skin below...
At this time, Chu Li suddenly raised his head and looked at him strangely with those clean black pupils—the two looked at each other unexpectedly, the man's gaze sank, and when he spoke, he said in a very cold tone: "Go play, you can still play!" What are you going to do... why do you smell so sweaty, you just went to the construction site to move bricks?"
As soon as the words fell, she saw the slightly blood-colored face in front of her suddenly flushed, and the little girl suddenly lowered her head and sniffed her body fiercely. The chicken time was exactly the same... Then she threw Zhou Chuan down and fled towards the bathroom.
In her panicked back, the man raised the corners of his lips.
At this time, Yu Yao, the editor-in-chief who was sitting in his seat, raised his head: "Mr. Zhou Chuan, Mr. Xia gave a reply just now, saying that the review of "Luohe Divine Book" has been completed, and you can start to advance the cover design... Also, with the girls You can't talk like you did just now."
Yu Yao and Zhou Chuan are about the same age, and Yu Yao is not an ordinary small editor. Zhou Chuan is relatively polite to her, "Oh", nodded, and looks lazy...
Ten minutes later, Chu Li came back.
Obviously, she combed her hair and put on her makeup.
He strode in and stood in front of Zhou Chuan: "Is there still a smell?"
Hiukawa: "Actually, there wasn't one just now, I lied to you."
Chu Li's face twitched, but before she could speak, Hiukawa patted the dust on his legs that didn't exist, and stretched his legs: "Your boss said that the "Luohe Divine Book" can already start the design work..."
Chu Li bent over the man who was lying in front of him like a door, to look at Yu Yao, Yu Yao nodded with a smile: "Take Zhou Chuan to the gallery to see if there is any color or style on the cover. have a thought… "
Hiukawa kicked his long legs and stood up.
In this way, Chuli came to the office under the scorching sun and didn't have time to take a sip of water, so he hurriedly took Zhou Chuan to the work library to see if there was any design style he liked in the published works of Yuanyue Society... When the editorial department passed by the artist's desk before, Chu Li also introduced A Xiang, the editor of the US editor, to Hiukawa, and told Hiukawa that "Luohe Divine Book" was probably designed by A Xiang. If you have a favorite style, you can tell her .
Ah Xiang had a trademark smirk on his face, and stood up to say hello to Hiukawa.
Hiukawa: "I want a small, fresh and ancient style with a western look."
Ah Xiang: "..."
The smile on Ah Xiang's face disappeared.
Chu Li had a sympathetic face, and looked at Ah Xiang with a regretful face of "Welcome to my world", and then said to Hiukawa, "Teacher, it's impossible for two things, fresh and foreign, to coexist at the same time."
Hiukawa: "How is that impossible? You are not a design editor, what do you know..."
I don't understand, but I have eyes. Look at the face of the editor in front of you. It turns into a pool of stagnant water when you put forward the eight words "foreign style, small and fresh". Isn't that enough to explain everything? ? !
Fearing that Ah Xiang would be overwhelmed next time after exchanging pleasantries, Chu Li dragged him away by the sleeve of Riu Chuan, and the two of them went to the gallery on another floor, which displayed all the works of Yuanyue Society in the past few decades. Publications are classified and displayed one by one according to the year of publication and the category of works.
Hiukawa randomly took out a copy, looked at it, then turned around and showed it to Chu Li—
Chu Li: "'Listening to the Rain', the theme of the Republic of China spy war, is ten "Dream of Red Mansions" behind your oriental fantasy."
Hiukawa inserted the book back, then took it out again, turned around and held it up to Chu Li—
Chu Li: "Douglas' Goodnight Diary, Western classic documentary literature, and your oriental fantasy are ten Harry Potter."
Hiukawa frowned, took out the book for the third time, turned around and showed it to Chu Li—
Chu Li: ""Battlefield Sunset", tearing devils with your hands, is far from your oriental fantasy... Teacher, can you look for it carefully, don't reach out to pick which one is which one, let me tell you that the shelf in front of you is no longer In the past, you could still pull out "Ci Hai"—”
"Does it matter what the cover looks like? The content of a book is what matters."
"Then I'll find someone to draw two Q-version animals for you, and use colorful jelly fonts... After all, the content of a book is the key point. Do you like "Bear Infested"?"
"you dare."
""Bear Bears" is very popular, do you look down on "Bear Bears"? It is popular with children under the age of three, everyone watches it."
"shut up."
Hiukawa's voice sounded very calm, and he put the book in his hand back on the shelf, patted the ashes on his hands, and suddenly changed the subject, "I read your magazine in June... the front page of the final foreword plan To Jiang Yucheng."
Chu Li didn't expect him to say this, he was standing on tiptoe to grab the book, and he paused—turning around to talk, at this moment, a man appeared behind her, reaching out his hand to take down the book she wanted , put it in her hand, lowered his head to meet her eyes, and said lightly: "What do you think?"
Chu Li looked down at the book in his hand. It was a book that recorded ancient food customs and human feelings. It had double covers. The outer seal was made of yellowish retro paper with a hollowed-out technique. escape...
She lifted it up to show Hiukawa a look, and poked her face out from the side of the book: "What do you think?"
The man stood by the bookshelf, propped one hand on the bookshelf, and looked at the little girl who was sandwiched between himself and the bookshelf—she raised the book in her hand high, half of her face was hidden behind the book and half of her face was exposed, soft Her short black hair draws a beautiful arc around her ears...
The hand propped on the bookshelf slipped slightly silently.
Until the little girl in front of him was shrouded in his own shadow, the man lowered his head and asked, "How long did it take Jiang Yucheng from agreeing to write your manuscript to delivering it?"
"It seems to be," Chu Li thought for a while, "Twenty minutes?"
"… twenty minutes."
The man sneered and repeated it in a playful tone. He paused, and then continued: "Do you think Jiang Yucheng wrote that story to you on the spot? It only took a little time to write such a complete story?"
Chu Li was taken aback: "What do you mean?"
Hiukawa stopped answering, raised his hand on the bookshelf, and naturally took away the book in Chu Li's hand, saying indifferently, "Don't think too much about people, you won't even know if you're sold out, God How can there be a free lunch down there, what kind of a writer at Jiang Yucheng's level could be... Be mentally prepared, don't cry again when the time comes, no one can save you."
Why is my father crying
How do you know that I have cried
Still have a tone that saved me from fire and water
Chu Li looked puzzled, watching the man casually flip through the books in his hand with his slender fingertips, then turned around and randomly picked out a few of those books and put them in her arms: "That's all, it looks okay..."
Very perfunctory.
It seems that they are not going to continue the previous topic about Jiang Yucheng.
Chu Li hugged those books, and registered them with the librarian one by one. When she walked out of the library, she found that Zhou Chuan had disappeared. When she returned to the editorial department, Yu Yao told her that Zhou Chuan had gone back, and that the plane in the afternoon He hasn't packed his luggage yet.
Chu Li was a little confused: "What the hell is he doing here?"
Ah Xiang: "Come to make incredible demands on the US editor?"
Chu Li put down the books in his hands: "Don't pay attention to him, you can find the direction according to the design of these books—"
A Xiang: "In case the teacher thinks the design is not foreign enough..."
Chu Li: "He, a straight man with capital letters, knows what foreign style is?"
Ah Xiang: "..."
It seems to be too.
…
Zhou Chuan came here in the morning and left some inexplicable words. Chu Li didn't know what he was talking about, but he always felt a little restless... The next day was always a little absent-minded, Yu Yao called her twice and she said nothing. There was no response, and Lao Miao taunted him a few words for this.
In the afternoon, I couldn't help complaining to Mr. L, but for some reason, Mr. L didn't seem to be there.
Until I got off work, it was Friday, and I didn’t have to go to work the next day. Chu Li was still thinking about watching a drama or something to relax at night—but he just finished dinner at night, and he was still on the sofa with his stomach full to digest. son came.
At that time, Chu Li was watching an American TV series on his mobile phone, and when he looked at the message of the work WeChat group popping up at the top of the screen, it was Lao Miao who @ her and told her to come out quickly... Chu Li was a little inexplicable, since she won the fight twice and turned over Fighting, Lao Miao can stop talking to her without talking to her, now take the initiative to @she—
I'm afraid it's not a good thing.
[The sailor invited by the monkey: What's the matter, what's the matter?]
[Meow Meow: Hehe, something big has happened, watch Jiang Yucheng's Weibo for yourself.]
At that time, Chu Li's heart skipped a beat.
Quickly logged in to Weibo, and then refreshed to see the latest Weibo post by Jiang Yucheng 20 minutes ago—it was the prologue of a new article of his, and the new work was a series of works of his masterpiece "The Lost Zoo" , called "The Disappearing Amusement Park", according to Jiang Yucheng's Weibo, the drafting of the entire article began half a year ago.
Twenty minutes after the prologue was posted, it has been retweeted over 10,000 times, with over 8,000 comments...
Looking at the name Chuli, I felt something was wrong.
After clicking in and looking at the comments, her guess was confirmed—
[Da Da finally posted a new article!]
[Ahhh happy! ! ! The writing is still so good, the feeling of the prologue is very similar to "The Lost Zoo"! ! It's not in vain, we've been waiting for you for a year!]
[Hey, isn't this a detailed expanded version of the joke written in the front page of the June issue of "Moonlight" magazine? hhhhhhhhh I was still thinking at the time, how great it would be if such a good meme was an article!]
["The Lost Zoo" series! cheer! In my lifetime!]
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, it's really the opening project of "Moonlight", looking forward to it!]
[I followed the author's Weibo because I saw it on "Moonlight", just waiting for your conscience to find out that there will be a follow-up, and now tell me that this is actually the preface of an article, what a surprise!]
…
The above and so on, such comments, emerge in endlessly.
Chu Li read them one by one, until the cold sweat on the palm of her hand made her slippery to hold the phone, and her mind was full of morning Hiukawa asking her—
[Do you think Jiang Yucheng wrote that paragraph to you on the spot?]
[It only took a little time to write such a complete joke?]
[Don't think too much about people, you won't even know if you're betrayed...]
[There's no such thing as a free lunch in the world, what kind of benevolent would an author at Jiang Yucheng's level be?]
First ceremony: "..."
Jiang Yucheng
The frontispiece plan he gave her was the prologue of his new book? !
He used the frontispiece project of "Moonlight" as a free advertisement for his new article? ?
Looking at the phone with a little empty eyes, Lao Miao's persuasive questions are still popping out every sentence—
[Meow: This is the rescue you found?]
[Meow Meow: When I am "Moonlight", what is Hope Engineering Magazine? 80,000 Inca reprints, 40,000 reprints, 120,000 circulations, free advertising? ?]
[Meow: Just make wedding dresses for others for free? Warming up his new book? ? ?]
[Meow: The most coquettish thing is that we still thank him a thousand times before that?]
[Meow meow:? ? ? ? ?]
[Meow Meow: Being played by Jiang Yucheng like this, the colleagues probably laughed out loud... There is no charity like our "Moonlight".]
[Meow Meow: Really, wait until Monday's regular meeting to send someone down to fuck us personally. Thanks to you, neither Yu Yao nor I can escape this time.]
Lao Miao pressed for more than 20 times, until Yu Yao jumped out and told him to shut up.
Chu Li stared numbly at the fast-moving messages on the mobile phone's WeChat group. She really wanted to ask "why", but at this moment she didn't even know who to ask this question...
The whole person was in a mess.