Lao Miao finished talking with someone, and when he turned around, he saw Chu Li holding a small medicine bottle with one hand, rolling his eyelids with the other hand, and pointing his big nostrils at himself...
"..." Lao Miao trembled in fright, "What are you doing?"
Chu Li sniffed: "Drop eye drops."
While talking, he really did drop the eye drops, then put down the small medicine bottle, grabbed a tissue to wipe the corners of his eyes, and blew his nose: "What's so novel about eye drops?"
Lao Miao rolled his eyes and turned around, Chu Li threw the ball of tissue in his hand into the trash can, opened Q and started chatting with someone—
[The sailor invited by the monkey: I'm going to cry, I'm going to cry, I'm going to cry!]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: How could you be so moved! Looking at the comments of those readers, I am now dripping eye drops and pretending that I am not crying! !]
[Disappeared Mr. L: What is it? What's wrong with you?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Hurry up and check out our "Moonlight" official Weibo! I really signed Jiang Yucheng's book, and now the salutes are going off, the singing and dancing are on the rise—ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, thank you, you reminded me that I can sign this book directly!]
[Mr. L who disappeared: I saw Weibo, the question is why are you crying?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Impressed!]
[The disappearing Mr. L: What moved you?]
[The Sailor Invited by the Monkey: After a year, Da Da, who was forgotten by everyone, came out of the rivers and lakes again, and joined hands with the new magazine "Moonlight" to enter the rivers and lakes, and is poised to write another good story in the publishing circle! — Above, I’m so moved, what should I do? ! It's so good to be an editor!]
[Mr. L who disappeared: ...]
[Mr. L who disappeared: I almost got you, why weren't you so happy when you signed the book of Zhou Chuan, and didn't see you cry?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: That's different, and Zhou Chuan didn't get poked on the back every day and said: Oh, this one is going to die soon, it won't be popular anymore, it's super popular!]
[The disappearing Mr. L: ... ... Red or Hikawa's fault? !]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: I didn't say it was his fault, the problem is that Hikawa doesn't care for my cheap tears, right?]
[Mr. L who disappeared: ... that's right.]
[The disappearing Mr. L: Hiukawa doesn't care about your crocodile tears, but Jiang Yucheng doesn't care either! If he hits the street again, Xindun will also give him more than 100,000 first seals. An editor I know in Xindun gave me gossip. Although it is worse than before, it is not as bad as you say. What kind of bitter drama is self-directed and acted?]
First ceremony: "..."
[The sailor invited by the monkey: You don't understand.]
[Mr. L who disappeared: That is, how can normal people understand what is going on in the minds of you patients... But as a normal person, I am still willing to give you a little love and tolerance: Wow! Awesome! Congratulations on signing Jiang Yucheng! so happy!]
[The sailors invited by the monkey: ... ]
[Saijun invited by the monkey: stop talking nonsense with you, I have to work... At the morning meeting this morning, the editor-in-chief suddenly started to ask the actor Zhou Chuan about the progress of the article, and asked if we had found an artist—every weekend everyone They were all immersed in the fear of being cocked by him and shivering, where would they have the time to find some ancient painters! Even those who are already famous! Even if it is expensive! There are so many rules and regulations, where can I find such a...]
[The sailors invited by the monkey: ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………]
[Mr. L who disappeared: ... ... ... ...]
In a place that Chuli couldn't see, the man soaking in the hot spring slipped his hand and almost threw his phone into the hot spring—he suddenly regretted why he was so cheap and couldn't sit still for a moment, and he had to ask about it when he was in the hot spring The follow-up gossip about Jiang Yucheng's incident made me feel sore from inquiring about myself, and it's fine if I don't feel very energetic...
This inquiry also inquired about an earth-shattering gossip
[Mr. L who disappeared: Regarding the hardware conditions you mentioned, I have a population that is probably right.]
[Mr. L who disappeared: But I can't bear to say it.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: I know who you want to talk about, this, isn't it?]
[Mr. L who disappeared: ... ... ... very bad.]
[Mr. L who disappeared: You go to Hiukawa with this person's name, just waiting to be blocked.]
[Disappeared Mr. L: This is all I said, I advise you to think twice.]
First ceremony: "..."
Letting go of the mouse, Chu Li looked around in a daze—on seeing Ah Xiang unexpectedly, Chu Li's ominous premonition became clearer, and cold sweat broke out in an instant: "A Xiang, I suddenly remembered something. At the meeting, Teacher Xia mentioned the cover issue of "Luohe Divine Book". When talking about the artist he was looking for, why were the qualifications so detailed? Did he... "
"Ah, I'm quite familiar with this aspect," Ah Xiang pointed with his fingers, "There are no more than three painters in the country who combined his conditions, and one of them is the original artist of the game. He only accepts drafts half a year in advance. It will definitely not be able to catch up with the National Day Book Fair; the other super invincible is so expensive that it will explode, not at the level of the so-called 'don't be reluctant to pay the cost, even if it is a little more expensive'; the last remaining one is the most likely to make an appointment-"
Chuli waved his hand.
I dare not continue to listen.
has become famous in itself;
Selling on antiquity;
It's so expensive that I want a painter from Yuanyue Society to cut meat...
Indeed, the teacher was short of saying the person's name—
That one can't even mention his name in front of Hiukawa, and it is said that he is not worthy of washing his feet...
Chu Li propped his forehead with one hand, and only then did he realize what is meant by "a wave of ups and downs and another upsurge". He had just narrowly escaped the incident of the foreword project, and this even bigger trouble came to him seamlessly. coming-
Chu Li guessed that he was uneasy and opened Q, and found a certain God of Plague avatar that he absolutely didn’t want to take the initiative to open, and carefully typed “.” In the past, he tried to test whether others were there...
Unfortunately, he is.
[Hikawa:?]
Chu Li swallowed his saliva.
[Saijun invited by the monkey: Mr. Zhou Chuan, first of all, I would like to express my sincere thanks for your help in persuading Mr. Jiang Yucheng yesterday... When will you return to G City, I will come to thank you in person and sweep the floor and wash the dishes for you window to cook.]
[Hikawa: Get to the point.]
[The sailors invited by the monkey: ... ]
[Saijun invited by the monkey: That’s it. In addition to discussing Jiang Yucheng’s book in our morning meeting this morning, of course we also focused on the next year’s key project of this year’s “Luohe God’s Book”. During the process, Our editor-in-chief Mr. Xia—that is, the old man who published your father's book, suggested that we must attach great importance to the cover of "Luohe Divine Book" and find someone who is worthy of this book if he has a divine personality. A solid painter.]
[The sailors invited by the monkey: ... ]
Chu Li half-closed his eyes, as if he was afraid that the computer screen would explode in the next second. He leaned back and mustered up all the courage in his life. He stretched out his fingers and quickly typed eleven words on the keyboard——
[The sailor invited by the monkey: ... What do you think of your foot-washing maid?]
After Chuli asked, there was no response for a long time.
This made Chu Li a little flustered... Sliding his foot and sliding the chair back to the front of the computer, Chu Li began to bury his head in typing—
[Saijun invited by Monkey: Although the painter Cocoon has a lot of flaws, she is good at painting... and the fact that she is so black on the Internet is not a matter of plagiarism, but a problem with her character.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: So, be optimistic.]
[Shui Jun invited by Monkey: Moreover, to be honest, there are not many ancient style painters in China who have more than one million Weibo fans like her. I just went to see it, and she reposted any contact picture by several thousand Some people pay the bill and say that the painting is good, which means that she still has fans...]
[Saijun invited by Monkey: ... For example, although I don't agree with her style of life, it doesn't prevent me from thinking that she still draws well.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: So using her to accompany the "Luohe Divine Book" should have a bonus effect—]
[Hikawa: . . . . . . . .]
The enlarged version of the ellipsis represents the protagonist's inner capitalized and bold speechlessness.
Chu Li thought about it and hesitated for a while, should I go online to pack a few paintings by Yu Niangniang, the cover of the physical book, etc. to show Hiukawa... While thinking about her, he opened Weibo and entered keywords to start searching. Bian is still continuing to brainwash with Hirakawa—
[Saijun invited by Monkey: Teacher, think about it carefully, I think Empress Yu can really do it.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: And this time I have the check, don't worry, I won't let her trouble you with her style of life...]
Chuli wanted to say something.
Selling Amway blindly while looking for pictures.
After she found a bunch of personal ancient pictures of Yu Niangniang, packed them up and sent them to Riu Chuan's mailbox, then realized that she was giving her a series of "..." After that, Riu Chuan never paid attention to her again.
I had a bad premonition in my heart.
Chuli clicked on the Q to see, and she was dumbfounded—about the tenth message she sent, each message was followed by a sentence "System prompt: The other party is not your friend yet, you can try to add a friend and start a conversation."
He blocked her.
He really blacked her out.
He really blocked her as Mr. L's crow mouth said!
First Ritual: “………………………”
Chu Li: "Hikawa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Shouting loudly out of thin air, everyone in the editorial department trembled in fright!
In theory, Yu Yao, who sat the second closest to Chu Li, suddenly raised his head: "What's the matter?"
Chu Li: "Where in the world is there an author who blackmails his editor for a single disagreement???! Where is there!!!!!!"
Everyone: "..."
…
And at this moment, thousands of miles away, in the hot spring spa in city B.
Throwing away the phone and stretching lazily, the whole body from the nose down slid into the hot spring pool.
Gulu Gulu blowing two bubbles.
Thinking about the banana man who was probably madly cursing at Q at the moment, the man in the hot spring pursed his lips and curled his lips silently: Don't say he didn't remind her that she would be blocked if she talked nonsense. For his part, he has done his best—
Humph.
It's because she doesn't know what is good or bad.