After returning to the small apartment, Song Xi collapsed onto the sofa like a stranded fish, exhausted all over.
Mossen looked at her weak appearance and couldn't help but smile.
Suddenly it occurred to him that it had been so long, and she hadn't sent him the film and television adaptation recommendation form. Thinking that she might have forgotten, Mossen felt that he needed to remind her.
He bent down and patted her shoulder: "I remember that you still have some things to do."
Song Xi raised her head lazily, "Yeah, I haven't written anything yet, but I have some drafts saved. Baby, I'm very tired today, I want to take a rest."
Mossen shook his head: "That's not it."
"What is that?" Song Xi wondered.
Is there anything else she hasn't done besides typing
"I remember that there seems to be a film and television adaptation recommendation form in your computer."
Song Xi laid his head on the sofa and said weakly: "You peeked at my computer again..."
And then, nothing happened.
And then... a few seconds later, she jumped up from the sofa as if she had been given an injection of chicken blood.
"It's over, it's over, I actually forgot everything."
Song Xi made a bitter face and quickly took the laptop. She had only filled out half of the form, and the other half was not yet filled out.
Just as she was preparing to fill out the form in a panic, she suddenly remembered something, "No, that's not right. Our editor Huahua has taken a long vacation. No one will look at this form even if I submit it. There's no need to rush."
She said to herself.
Mossen couldn't help but find it funny. She remembered this kind of thing clearly.
"Maybe your editor has already started work." Mossen said on the side.
Song Xi waved her hands: "Impossible, it's about taking a long vacation, how can it be so fast."
After saying that, she quietly opened the editing group and found Huahua Editor. When she saw that Huahua Editor was online on her cell phone, she suddenly felt unwell.
You agreed to take a long vacation, so just take it. Why are you online on your phone when you have nothing to do? Do you really love your work that much
Just as she was complaining in her heart, the computer suddenly vibrated. Song Xi was startled and clicked on the conversation box.
This is the information edited by Huahua.
"Haven't you filled out the recommendation form yet?"
Song Xi swallowed and quickly typed a few words: "It will be ready soon. There was just a small accident."
If it weren't for the things that happened later, she would have completed the recommendation form long ago.
After dealing with the editor, Song Xi began to busily fill out the film and television adaptation recommendation form.
Filling out the forms gave her a headache. She was really upset about wasting time on something that was impossible to achieve.
Song Xi was busy filling out forms, so naturally she didn't notice someone sitting next to her with a cell phone in his hand and a faint smile on his face.
Looking at the busy Song Xi, Mo Sen couldn't help but feel better.
As expected, she forgot. If I don't remind her, she will probably forget to go to Java.
About ten minutes later, Song Xi finally finished filling out the remaining half of the form. After sending the recommendation form to Huahua's editor, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, filling out forms and stuff is so tiring, but I finally got it done."
Song Xi stretched lazily.
Just after she sent the file to Huahua Editor, Mosen's cell phone suddenly rang with a notification, indicating that an email had been received in her mobile mailbox.
Under Song Xi's curious gaze, Mo Sen calmly opened his mobile phone mailbox and saw the latest email from Rouwanzi.
I opened the recommendation form she sent me, took a look at it, and squinted my eyes with satisfaction.
Not bad, written with great care.