Putting good medicine on her knees, Chu Li wrapped a pile of plastic wrap on her knees and limped off to take a bath. Hiukawa watched her all the way to the door of the bathroom with sympathetic eyes, and suddenly saw her stop , turned around, and asked without beginning or end: "Teacher, have you never been in love since you grew up?"
"What's the need for such a waste of time?"
... The very iconic Hiukawa-style answer, confident and inexplicable-this time it is true.
Chu Li breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, although even she herself was a little baffled, after achieving her goal, she began to talk about him from left to right: "The words from the student days..."
"Isn't the most important thing in student days not studying?" Hiukawa asked back of course, "Anyway, 95% of them have to break up after being admitted to university. What's the use of falling in love besides wasting time?"
"If you think it's a waste of time to fantasize about ballerinas..."
"I looked at your stupid legs that can't walk well, and you can fall down when you stand. It's an extreme counterexample," the man said with a look of "I'm very smart", "especially when I mentioned Ogilia During the thirty-two consecutive turns, I saw you looking at your legs like you were looking at a pig's trotters."
"..." Chu Li felt that he had probably stood for a long time, so his injured knee hurt a little, so he shifted his focus to the other leg, "Love, this is an experience."
She has seen her deskmate lying on the desk and secretly looking at the boy she likes;
She went to the bathroom during class and pretended to pass by his place;
She is always the first one to rush up when she is arranging seats, and with the mood of drawing a lottery, she checks the distance between herself and the person she likes, and calculates the change distance after the routine seat change in the next four weeks are calculated clearly;
When she was studying in the summer evening, when the power was cut off, the surroundings were in chaos, and she was facing him in the direction of him in the darkness...
Many years later, maybe Chu Li's deskmate almost forgot what the boy he had a crush on looked like, forgot his voice, and even only remembered a vague name—but the throbbing heart full of youthfulness in those years, probably I will never forget it in my life, right
Holding a clean change of clothes, Chuli leaned against the bathroom door, but became a little more serious: "You are as ruthless as the teacher. If you want to write romance, you can only make dramas where the heroine either gets leukemia or loses her leg in a car accident. That's the difference."
"What do you want to say? You are so naughty, who have you had a crush on, experienced..."
"My whole youthful girlish heart is dedicated to Teacher Jiang Yucheng."
Hiukawa: "..."
How about returning Jiang and Cheng, cheating ghosts? Who do you want to be angry with
"Oh, Jiang Yucheng, what's the difference between that and a pig's whole youth." Hiukawa raised his eyebrows, "Also, not to mention whether my draft was written for fun, to write a romance, you have to be in love Once? Why didn’t I see you forcing me to meditate on the roof every day to absorb the sun and moon when I was writing about cultivating the real and immortal…”
"..." Chu Li was righteous and stern, talking nonsense, "You don't understand, this is a professional suggestion from the editor in charge."
Hiukawa nodded: "Would you like to send the Buddha to the west? By the way, tell me professionally. The only creatures who stay at home all day without going out of the door are Ergou and you. Where can I find someone?" Come talk about an earth-shattering love?"
Chu Li moved his lips.
Hiukawa raised his legs: "With whom? With you?"
Chu Li tightened his arms holding the clothes slightly.
Hiukawa raised the corners of his lips: "Look at you, you look like a famous autumn mountain car god, the old driver will take me to be your lover?"
The corners of Chu Li's lips twitched: "This old man is not that kind of person, this kind of thing is not uncommon..."
"How is it impossible?"
"Me, me, me," Chu Li's face warmed up slightly, "I have a boyfriend."
"Who is it?"
"Mr. L."
"You asked me if I was Mr. L last time, and now you say he is your boyfriend, so you're looking for a fake Hiukawa as your boyfriend?" Hiukawa ruthlessly exposed her, and said in a half-serious tone, "My God, Are you really fantasizing about me? If you say it, I feel like locking the door at night... "
As soon as the man's words fell to the ground, there was an earth-shattering slam of the door, and the person who was standing at the door of the bathroom was flushed and disappeared from his field of vision in a panic...
Sitting on the sofa, the man was silent for a moment, then sneered, and lazily fell back on the sofa—
It was close to eight o'clock in the evening, and the takeaway he ordered was on the way to be delivered. It happened to be delivered when the people in the bathroom finished washing. It was just right, not too early or too late.
…
Chu Li took a shower, went out to eat two bites of takeaway, and then went back to bed.
This sleep was very solid, no worries, a rare weekday sleep-in... After waking up, I made lunch for a landlord and a dog at home, and then Chu Li washed up and went out-the editorial department does not need to go, this time Go directly to the printing factory that "Luohe Shenshu" cooperates with.
When Chuli walked halfway, the message from Zhouchuan came. The landlord who had just woken up took the time to open the Q point to open her profile picture frame and then tap the keyboard to type. It was not to ask where she went or if she was full. Instead, he said: Today's kelp soup is a bit salty, did you put too much salt
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Maybe.]
[Hikawa: Seaweed is salty, so you still put so much salt.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Then add some water and cook it yourself.]
[Hikawa: No, if I want to do it myself, would I waste time typing with you here?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Then what do you want?]
[Hikawa: Hungry, and then look at the way you confess when you come back from working all afternoon with guilt.]
First ceremony: "..."
I don't know when it started.
The two of them never talked too much, and when they had something to say, they sent each other "." Immediately ended this cold relationship between the wicked editor and the draft author, and it became what it is today——
Check the chat history. In addition to talking about work, "What are you eating tonight?" "I want to eat meat." Are you mentally retarded?" "You are" nonsense abounds...
On the topic of "kelp soup is salty", which is not even a topic, the two of them expanded their thinking, and Chu Li was stunned to chat all the way from home to the printing factory. When he arrived, Ah Xiang was already there. waited-
Seeing Chu Li limping and trotting this way from a distance, Ah Xiang looked her up and down: "Why did you go, you are so happy?"
Chu Li raised his hand and touched his face: "Where is it?"
Ah Xiang: "Look at your blushing face, find a mirror, the corners of your lips are still rising uncontrollably—ah, what's going on, you?"
Chu Li put down his hands, and pushed Ah Xiang to the printing factory: "It's nothing, let's go in quickly..."
This is not the first time that Chu Li has come to the printing factory. She also followed me when she was working on "Hua Li" last time, but this time it is indeed the first time she has come to the printing factory to follow the color—the so-called color matching is the editor Come to the printing factory together with the US editor (or sometimes comrades in the printing department) to check the cover printing color, process, paper, etc., to see if the color calibrated on the printing machine is the desired final effect, If yes, sign it on the printed cover that they confirmed is the correct color...
In this way, if there is a problem with the big goods in the future, the color is wrong, etc., the printing factory will show this piece of paper, indicating that we will not take the blame.
But at this time, looking around the printing press, all the sample samples of "Luohe Divine Book" were scattered everywhere, and Chu Li always had a feeling of adrenaline rush——
Omg, this is the book I made.
How many days and nights of proofreading, confirmation of craftsmanship, mock diagrams and tearing, how many times I imagined what the book would be like in my mind...
Now I finally see it.
Bending down, he picked up a scrapped sample with serious printing color deviation. Chu Li touched it again and again, muttering: "It's really well done!"
A black face like a question mark.
Seeing that Chuli looked like a country bumpkin entering the city, he took out his mobile phone and snapped a photo, then quickly sent the photo to someone, then logged into Weibo, and posted a post on the official Weibo of "Moonlight" magazine with a lot of words.
The printing presses of the printing factory, the printing factory guy checking the color card, and the picture of the scrapped cover of "Luohe Divine Book" all over the floor...
And match words—
["Moonlight" Magazine: I will meet you soon, happy! Let’s start with a wave of irresistible spoilers—what kind of exclusive online specials do you want?]
After posting Weibo, log out of Weibo.
I was very busy opening Q again, and continued to wonder who to send the photo of the printing factory with a voice commentary—
"Here is an unused cover. Just look at how many times it has been scrapped. A big factory is a big factory, and we will never fool anyone."
"This is because the cutting process is not done well, and then the small petals here are changed to traditional printing process, so as not to make mistakes on the cover..."
"There is a problem with the color here, why didn't you see the problem? The moon is green, didn't you see it?"
"You see a fart, then you can see what's wrong with this?"
"I'm standing by the printing press now."
"This is a printing machine. This is the best printing machine in the country. Heidelberg No. 4, one is 4 million yuan. I dare not ask for a year's maintenance fee. Each machine has a captain on duty. The captain is responsible for the quality of the printed matter coming out of the machine. ——You can see from the photos that every captain looks at his printing press with the loving eyes of the protagonist of the mecha novel... "
"Oh, this printing press is called Heidelberg, number four because there are four of them."
"Come on, blah blah, blah blah..."
Ah Xiang: "..."
Silently following behind the buttocks of the editor who was jumping up and down with excitement, watching her excited like a primary school student on an autumn outing.
In the end, the US editor couldn't bear it anymore and pressed the shoulder of the editor-in-chief of "Luohe Shenshu": "Who are you live broadcasting with, like a tour guide—"
Taking advantage of the first ceremony, I was stunned.
Ah Xiang stretched his head to look at her cell phone.
Just in time to see Hiukawa’s screenshot of Chuli’s screenshot of “Heidelberg” and “Heidelberg No. 4”, he sent a hilarious emoticon package, and then typed—
[[[: Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, you!]
[Hi Chuan: Dude.]
[Hikawa: Go on, go on.]
Ah Xiang: "..."
When did these two people who were fighting against the flames become extremely pampered
interesting.