That night, Chu Li had the audacity to ask for the mobile phone that he had just said to be "given to Hiukawa", and followed Hiukawa's ass downstairs to eat the steak—the heating was turned on in the room, and the steak was still not cold The torrent is just a little hard, it doesn't affect the food, as for the taste...
Chu Li didn't know either.
It's like she didn't understand why she kissed Hiukawa impulsively now. In fact, she really wanted to ask Hiukawa if she knew she liked him—but after thinking about it, she closed her mouth because Ten minutes ago, at her request, the two reached an agreement: From now on, they will not say a word about what happened tonight.
When Chu Li lowered his head to cut the steak, it was as if he was cutting his own flesh.
She didn't know that her wandering eyes were completely seen by Hiukawa, and it was rare for Hiukawa to be merciful and didn't expose her. Both of them were a little bit tasteless after eating this meal.
Chu Li was completely immersed in the fear and embarrassment caused by self-fantasy.
As for Zhou Chuan, his gaze was calm and his breath was steady, no one knew what he was thinking.
After the two finished eating the steak, the meeting broke up amicably, Chu Li didn't have to urge Hiukawa to wash the dishes, the man went into the kitchen by himself with the dishes; Chu Li didn't have to urge the man to write the manuscript, and Chu Li went back to the attic after taking a shower , the existing manuscripts of "The Inn of the Underworld" have been sorted out and sent to her QQ...
Chu Li raised his head and glanced at the moonlight outside, almost wondering if the sky had cracked and leaked red rain: this sudden kiss turned Fu Jian Yibo into an industry conscience brand automatic code word machine .
I read the manuscript of "Huangquan Inn" from the beginning to the end with my mobile phone, and I probably thought about the composition of the cover in my mind, thinking about which ancient style painter would be better to ask this time...
I fell asleep thinking about it.
It was already seven twenty in the morning when I opened my eyes.
Chu Li got up as usual, made breakfast and then went to work. Before going out, she was stopped by Hiukawa. She raised her head as soon as she put on her shoes, and saw the man sitting at the dining table holding a glass of milk: "Jiang and Cheng are here at noon. Looking for you?"
"Yes, the contract of "The Lost Amusement Park"..."
"Bring you lunch?"
Chu Li is very smart, she realized what Zhou Chuan wanted to say, her heart sank—although Zhou Chuan and Jiang Yucheng quarreled every day, it could be seen that the two of them were wearing a pair of clothes. The trousers, they hugged each other very tightly on certain key issues, and even fans often ridiculed them as "literary twin stars"...
Zhou Chuan was making indirect remarks to remind Chu Li that Jiang Yucheng's matter should be handled properly.
Why
Is it because he knows that she doesn't like Jiang Yucheng
Because she likes him
Otherwise, he obviously didn't say anything before, so why did she make such a speech this morning after she did this and that last night—ah, I'm afraid she would hurt Jiang Yucheng's heart? What about her! Doesn't she feel sad if she is sad? !
Son of a bitch!
She didn't think there was anything wrong with her logic. Chu Li bit her lower lip, not daring to think any further, with a little anger in it, she grabbed her canvas bag: "I will meet Jiang Yucheng at noon. The teacher made it clear, I have a boyfriend, don't I?"
The man who was cutting fried eggs with a knife heard that the knife slipped on the plate, but fortunately there was no sound... So he raised his head and looked at Chu Li calmly: "Boyfriend?"
"..."
whatever. whatever.
I don't care.
Chu Li puffed up his cheeks: "Mr. L, that copycat version of Richuan! Isn't online dating okay! In 2013, besides being old-fashioned, online dating is still breaking the law?!"
The voice was so loud that the neighbors could hear it, and before Hiukawa had time to answer, Chu Li had already slammed the door and left, leaving a person and a dog in the room with bewildered faces...
Hiukawa put down the knife and looked at his big dog with a condemning look on his face, as if saying, "Why are you making my new shit-shoveling officer angry again?" He raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at? What did I say? , what does it have to do with me if she gets angry for no reason... If you don't like Jiang Yucheng, just tell that bastard clearly. Isn't the first kiss of an old man the first kiss—"
When Ergou refused to listen to the nagging and lowered his head to continue eating, Hiukawa also closed his mouth, because he suddenly realized that "Mr. L" seemed to be himself...
So, last night he put a cuckold on himself.
Hiukawa: "..."
Can.
This is very iing.
…
here.
Full of resentment, Chuli arrived at the editorial department and handed over the manuscript of "Yellow Spring Inn" to Yu Yao. She found that her face was not very good-looking. Only then did she find that she had "Moonlight" next year's January issue on hand from various physical booksellers. Orders, that number... 15,000 less than November orders, 10,000 less than December orders.
Originally, there were not many in total. Is this for rooftop diving
On the side of the magazine, the current lineup of long-form serials is Jiang Yucheng, who is firmly voted champion, and Suo Heng, who is about to complete the serialization and will be the last one in the December issue;
Next is short stories. Occasionally, Hiukawa and Agui will help write a short story. Originally, there were also Niannian, Hippo, etc.—about September, after Yu Yao decided to cut off some unpopular authors, Hippo has no short stories for a long time After boarding the board, Lao Miao searched for a bunch of great writers again under the banner of "Yuanyue Club" and "Moonlight Magazine Deputy Editor-in-Chief". The author is busy all day long, and he doesn't care about the thousands of words and hundreds of yuan for the manuscript. He promised to write the manuscript, but he completely sold the words "Yuanyue Society" and "Associate Editor"...
So the quality of the manuscript is actually not very good.
Readers can judge for themselves—
Mr. Lu Xun praised "today's weather is good" and means "the author feels that after the revolution, the world has taken on a new look, and the motherland has taken new steps towards a better tomorrow." , whether you are a master or not, maybe your own appeal will make you gather some people to have fun at the beginning, but in the end everyone still speaks with strength. will disperse.
This situation has led to the fact that the lineup of authors of "Moonlight" magazine is getting more and more gorgeous, but the sales volume is plummeting——
Chuli opened the mailbox.
all of them-
[Suo Heng can't write anymore, don't write any more, it's a waste of paper.]
[Is that Yu Bo really the one who wrote "The Monk in Luo Yi"? Such an ugly short story is also published. I really fainted. Could it be a copycat?]
[Every time I bought "Moonlight", I could still read some short stories, but now I don't have Hiukawa just for Jiang Yucheng's "The Lost Amusement Park". If this continues, I won't subscribe. I would rather wait for "Amusement Park" Forget about the pamphlet.]
[Recently, the contents of magazines are becoming more and more insincere...]
[I don’t want to make a decision this year after I’ve ordered it, and I’m not even interested in making a special trip to the post office for you.]
Chu Li silently closed the mailbox, and was about to say something. At this time, Lao Miao just handed in another manuscript by a great author named "Sui Sanduo". The cuteness of the fairy descending to earth is exactly the same as the long outline submitted by Suo Heng...
You can tell who taught it at a glance.
"Lao Miao, Suisanduo is a great master of modern youth romance and campus essays. You asked her to write ancient and cute essays, which is very strange." Chu Li forked out the document, "Some of the words are so painful The taste of youth is in it, ancient style!"
"The style of the magazine determines that our readers will eat this set. Egg Pain Youth has never been published in "Moonlight". If she can't write, she won't reject my theme proposal!"
"An editor suggested a specific outline. I don't have to think about it. What author would refuse such a good thing like writing and writing!"
"It's a good thing you said it too."
"But she didn't write a good article! Can this thing be published in a magazine—"
"Sui Sanduo has 200,000 followers on Weibo, and one-tenth of them will pay for 20,000 sales."
"However, these people will not be attracted by "Moonlight" itself. Without good content, these readers will not buy the next issue after Sui Sanduo—just 20,000 sales a month is useless, yes Who told me that magazines are used to cultivate regular readers, and the main purpose is to advertise? Recently, the sales of magazines have dropped sharply. Don’t tell me you don’t know! Isn’t it because of such ugly short stories every day? Jiang Yu When Cheng first joined the magazine, the sales volume was 160,000, doubled from the previous 80,000. Now the sales volume has dropped to 100,000 in a few months, and there are no more than 100,000 in January. The submission mailbox is full of complaints about short stories. Looks good! Only the fans that Jiang Yucheng brought are buying magazines!"
"Then you should use Suo Heng, I'm afraid you won't even be able to bring in 20,000 fans, let alone passer-by readers..."
"In short, I don't agree with Deng Suisanduo's article. It doesn't meet or meet the standards of "Moonlight" magazine."
"You don't agree? If you say you don't agree, you don't agree—if you don't agree, you should tell Teacher Suisanduo yourself. Your short story is really ugly. Please correct it."
"...Why can't it be changed? Jiang Yucheng's serialization is not well written and I asked him to change it? It has been overthrown and rewritten!"
"Do you think that everyone is Jiang Yucheng who has a crush on you? Just make the booklet in your hand, and you have to point fingers at the contents of the magazine..."
"you-"
When the two of you said something to each other, they almost pinched each other.
In the end, it was Yu Yao who told them both to shut up, and the entire editorial department fell silent.
The two art workers buried their heads and killed each other, Xiaoniao looked left and right: "No, Chuli, if the manuscripts of some great gods fail because of the content, it will not only offend people, but also the content of the magazine is not enough..."
"If it's not enough, make it thinner." Chu Li glanced at her, "Anyway, no one will read those pages anyway, so why waste paper, isn't it advocating environmental protection now?"
"But the number of P (* pages) per month is fixed."
"Revise it."
"Change it if you say so, this kind of thing..."
The little bird didn't finish speaking.
The entire editorial department was plunged into gloom.