Moonlight Variations

The style of painting changes too fast.

Chuli Yuguang saw the little bird's face turn from white to blue at the time, and she was still secretly refreshed.

At this time, Lao Miao was still checking the contract in his hand repeatedly, and he was sure that it was signed by Zhouchuan rather than Chuli himself. He raised his head to look at Chuli, and then at Yu Yao: Obviously, he was too old to be so insidious. I didn't know how to deal with it all at once.

The expression on Yu Yao's face became quicker, and he blinked after a moment of awakening, "You took it down? The Book of Luohe? You took it down. Why didn't you tell us when it happened— "

If it weren't for you to catch the ducks on the shelves, I'm going to talk about it next week.

Unexpectedly, there was this play this morning.

Chuli glanced at Lao Miao and bit her lower lip: "This thing has been done for almost 20 days, and the contract is also placed on Mr. Zhouchuan. It was not until last night that Mr. Zhouchuan told me that he agreed and he can get it today. The contract was signed, so I passed early in the morning..."

Lao Miao glanced at the contract date, and the date was empty. It was estimated that after Yuanyue Society and the others stamped it, Lao Miao glanced at Chuli together, and then put the contract together and said nothing.

Yu Yao: "So early in Zhouchuan?"

"..." Thinking of Crayon Shin-chan's pajamas, Chuli twitched her lips and opened her eyes to talk nonsense, "It's just a contract, I even brought him breakfast."

Hearing this, Yu Yao sounded very satisfied, and nodded "Yeah" and glanced at Chuli with satisfaction like Galeries Lafayette: "It's a good job. Okay, since you get the contract with Shiuchuan Now that I’m down, I’ve done a lot. Not only will I keep you, but I will also work hard to get you more wages..."

Chuli's eyes lit up, and a stone fell in his heart. Fortunately, there is a normal person who can speak, and he immediately swept away the gloom: "Really?! Thank you editor-in-chief!"

Yu Yao's voice is not too big or too small, and it happens to be audible throughout the office. Xiaoniao was originally a little confused by the sudden change in his painting style. He heard that there was no smile on his face at this time, and he looked up at a loss. Looking at Lao Miao, Lao Miao was stunned at the moment and gave her a fierce look... Yu Yao just pretended not to see the eyebrows, his eyes drifted, and he craned his neck: "Then the contract is done. Now, let’s start this project. Little bird, go and print the full text of "The Book of Luohe" in a3 size and bind it into a book—"

At this time, Lao Miao, who had been carrying a corpse for a long time, came alive.

He put down the contract in his hand, and very quickly followed the words of Yu Yao: "By the way, I made a text of more than 400,000 words in the first school, and I must do it before Friday next week and send me to the second school... this book It's very important. It is the major publication of "Moonlight" this year. You are a new editor, and you have to work hard and take responsibility."

Upon hearing this, the little bird answered, turned around to find the document to print out—

The smile returned to her face.

The proofreading of a book is generally divided into three times:

A school is the fastest, usually by looking at it to find typos or wrong sentences, and then marking them in the book with red handwriting. This work is most suitable for newcomers who have just entered the magazine.

The second school has the largest workload. While checking the deficiencies and repairing the mistakes of the first school, it also needs to proofread the first school's revised products. The second school takes the longest time and the most complicated process. Marking outside the pen marks, this work is usually handed over to senior editors;

After the third school is completed in the second school, the printed copy used for proofreading will be returned to the hands of the first school, and the first school will complete the final inspection. There are still omissions in the last inspection, which will be marked with a pencil...

After the third school, the printed booklet was sent to the editor-in-chief of the publishing house intact for a final review.

At this moment, Lao Miao cut off the proofreading before Yao Arranged, and Chu Li didn't even have time to react to what was going on—

She thought for a while, and subconsciously felt that Lao Miao was so diligent, there must be something wrong with this... just about to say something, at this moment, she flashed out of her eyes, and suddenly saw the American editor Axiang raising her head, she didn't smirk, but confronted. Chuli blinked his eyes lightly, then frowned, and pointed his finger at the phone slightly.

Chu Li received his favor, and looked down at the phone without a trace, only to realize that Ah Xiang didn't know when he sent her a WeChat with the words—

[Axiang: The proofreader is usually the editor in charge of the book. This work is given to them. From today until the book is listed, promoted, and sold, you won’t have a problem with what it sells. 】

Chu Li: "…………"

At that time, Chuli almost threw his mobile phone out, almost cursing the words "I **** Nima"!

Fortunately, Axiang reminded her at this time, otherwise she did not know what was going on if she made someone else's wedding dress for nothing!

The book she found back so hard!

She promised to sell books to Juju Shirakawa!

She swears it!

These people are actually going to exclude her directly from the plan? !

whatsthef*ck? !

It’s okay to be squeezed out by those little tricks before, it’s about me, it’s about Hiukawa, it’s about Chuli’s promise to Hiukawa, Chuli can’t just sit back and watch! A wave of courage filled his chest with raging anger, Chu Li ignored the old seedlings and turned directly to Yu Yao, as if holding onto the last straw, smiling stiffly—

When I spoke again, my voice became anxious: "What about me? Editor-in-chief, I squatted back at the door of Shiuchuan's house every day for ten or twenty days. I can't sign it and it's over. Nothing happened to me. Got it..."

Yu Yao: "That..."

"Otherwise?" It didn't mean that Yao finished speaking, but Lao Miao interrupted first, "Don't be nervous about Chuli, I am still eager to find someone to proofread the "Hua Li" for many years, and I am about to hand it over to you..."

Chuli was silent: "Why don't you ask Xiaoniao to do "Hua Li"? I just want to be the book I signed back."

Lao Miao pretended to be surprised and widened his eyes: "Oh, Chuli, you are dissatisfied with my arrangement, don't you?-Oh, it seems that this book was signed by Hiukawa to "Moonlight" and not signed to you personally, right? It’s boring for you. You signed the contract and passed the internship smoothly. Our entire editorial department is very happy for you. Now everyone is working together to complete the follow-up work. Are you dissatisfied? It is still the old man Shiukawa who appoints you to do it. Is the editor responsible for this book?"

First gift: "..."

Row.

The officials at the senior level crush people to death, are you awesome?

Looking at Lao Miao with a surprised look, Chu Li clenched his fists.

The nails pierced deeply into the palm of the hand.

She shook her head and smiled: "That's not true."

Lao Miao rolled his eyes: "That's not it."

He twisted his head while talking, and walked away proudly; Chuli looked at his back, fell silent, and sat back in his seat, thinking for a while and saying, "I don't agree with this decision anyway. , They are all newcomers brought by you, Lao Miao, even if I didn't get the contract back, one or three schools should have my share, why is there only Xiaoniao?"

Lao Miao laughed aloud: "What's the use if you don't agree? What's the difference between proofreading "Hua Li" or "The Book of Luohe"? Or do you look down on New Year?"

First gift: "..."

Chu Li slapped the mouse on his hand, and Lao Miao was stunned—

The atmosphere in the entire office was a bit stiff for a while.

Yu Yao's gaze turned around everyone, and only after a while, he said in a calming tone: "It's okay, what are all noisy? Don't say a word at the beginning of the ceremony, Lao Miao, don't be yin and yang-"

Lao Miao: "Oh, why am I so yin and yang? I am an old editor who has to be educated by newcomers? Before then, like them every year, I have always brought Shirakawa..."

Yu Yao sneered: "Wait, why are they the same as Nian Nian? Isn't Shiuchuan the author you are leading? He has something to discuss with me."

Asked by Yu Yao this question, Lao Miao's face was a little stiff, and he stopped talking for a moment.

Yu Yao glanced at Chu Li, who was sitting in his position with his head down and not speaking: "Don’t worry about Chu Li. You don’t have to be anxious about proofreading. It’s better to follow his own opinions in the book of Zhou Chuan. What's unpleasant..."

Lao Miao dragged his voice "Oh", glanced at Chu Li, and curled the corners of his lips, as if to say again: It's as if Hiukawa will be facing you, who are you.

…

Next, it was a long working day, and I had to endure the giggling smile like a little bird and a hen; there was also the yin and yang sigh of Lao Miao beside him and the sound of typing on the keyboard...

Chuli didn’t know how this day passed. Fortunately, the next day is the weekend. You can calm down and don’t use each other to forcibly see Lao Miao’s wicked face, otherwise she doesn’t know if she will collapse and resign on the spot. …

When she got off work, all the people in the office were gone. Chuli was the last one to leave, crowding the bus and the subway. It was almost half past eight when she got home, and she found that she had forgotten to buy dinner.

Climbing onto the bed, she turned on her mobile phone and found that Mr. L was sharing with her how unpalatable the salted chicken he had eaten at night. After touching her empty stomach, Chu Li smiled bitterly and typed—

[The navy invited by the monkey: I haven't eaten it yet, you still complain about it if you have to eat it. 】

[Mr. L who disappeared: Then you go to eat, and you want me to feed you? 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: I have no appetite. 】

[The disappeared Mr. L: What kind of **** love is this? 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: Break up! 】

[Mr. L who disappeared: What is the point, we just broke up in an afternoon? ! 】

Chuli rolled her eyes, and today she didn’t know how many she rolled her eyes. Throwing away the phone, she was trying to ignore Mr. l’s rubbish. At this time, the voice call from the other side came over, and Chuli hesitated-I have known each other for so long. , Because she has always maintained a pure and beautiful relationship with netizens, she never talked to Mr. l...

She grabbed the phone and pressed it to answer. Before she had time to speak, she heard the voice of the opposite "Hey"—

The voice is low and magnetic.

It actually sounds pretty good.

Chuli opened her mouth, what she wanted to say, but she didn't know what to say-at this moment, the other side only heard the faint sound of her breathing. Knowing that she stayed by the phone, she just didn't speak, so she continued to speak: "What? What's the matter with you? It's like taking gunpowder?"

The man's voice is gentle, with a calm that can completely extinguish people's anger.

Chuli sat on the bed, hugged her knees, stared at her mobile phone for a while... In Mr. L's over-heard, over-heard and a little familiar voice, the heart that had been strained for a day suddenly relaxed, and she slightly relaxed Frowned, and then said in a slightly hoarse and slow voice: "The trial period is almost over, so I took Hikawa's contract back to the publishing house today. I originally wanted to take it again in a few days, because I was afraid that I would take it too soon. Not happy—he thought I was not pleasing to his eyes...Later, when I took out this thing, I thought it was okay. Old Miao would be upset at best. Who knew that when he arranged to follow up this book, all his work left me alone—he actually left me behind. Is there any mistake? I signed this book back, and I squatted like a **** dog every day at the door of Hikawa’s house to sign the contract..."

l Jun quietly listened to her incoherent complaints, and it was only then that he suddenly said helplessly: "...Hiukawa didn't treat you like a dog, don't bring you in."

"You're not Hiukawa, you know a fart!"

"So angry that you quit your job, pat your **** and leave."

"The bad thing is the old Miao and not the Yuanyue Society. I am not a deserter."

"Furthermore," Chuli took a picture of the phone, as if she could hit the person over there. "Another colleague of mine told me that if the proofreading can't be done, basically the rest of the book will work. It has nothing to do with me—how can I do it? When I signed the contract, I promised to sell the book to him, to promote it, and a good cover... Now this book has nothing to do with me, Ren Shu Maybe Chuan thinks I am a liar who knows how to draw pie..."

When Chuli said this, she felt more aggrieved and couldn't help but choked up her voice—

"He laughed at my magic pen Ma Liang before."

l You heard the sound of the phone dropping from the ground.

There are dogs barking.

…He also has a dog?

Chuli's head has become a paste, just thinking about it in a daze, raised her hand and wiped her eyes, and her eyes quickly became blurred again, teardrops falling down, she really didn't want to cry, but listening to Mr. l With a patient and gentle voice, she let herself go...

I cried like that.

"No, what's the matter, why are you crying?" The man on the phone sounded a little grumpy, and it sounded like frowning, "This matter has been settled? The book's responsibility has been settled? You didn't resist? Normally At this time, it’s so **** awkward that you’re willing to suffer from dumb loss?"

"I have not settled yet, I have resisted." Chu Li couldn't stop crying, she whispered and said intermittently, like the grievances of the past few days. Miao is the deputy editor..."

"That's what the deputy editor is, he's a shit?"

"...At least better than I said."

"Who is the editor in charge? Shirkawa doesn't count? Yuanyue Society took the brain damage pill but asked him to fix the editor? I don't want to cooperate in the future?"

l Jun’s voice is low, because she is very dignified because of the irritation...During this series of questions, Chuli sniffed and her mind became clearer, she became a little less desperate and lifted her head from her knees: "No, the editor did say I want to ask Shirakawa what I mean..."

There was a pause on the phone. After a few seconds, the man's anger was slightly suppressed, and he was particularly confused: "Then what are you crying for?"

"Ask or not, what's the difference, Hiukawa can't be against me! I finally got it back! My Hiukawa! I'm going to be overwhelmed by a pig! Can I not be in a hurry!"

"...When will it become your Shiuchuan... Forget it, do you know that he is not facing you? Did he give you the bookmark if he was not facing you?"

l Jun Yuluo, he heard the chuckle over there pause... Just as he thought that Chu Li was persuaded by his powerful argument, then suddenly he heard the babble over there, crying and collapsed—

"It's over!! What you said is the opposite of the bastard, now Zizhou Chuan really won't be facing me!!"

"..."

"Why can't you close your mouth, crow's mouth! I still had a glimmer of hope in my heart!"

"...I'm going to your uncle, from which trash can I picked you up as crazy?"

"Ba Ha" on the other side hung up the voice communication.

After a while, Chuli heard the phone shake--

[Mr. L disappeared: Get out and eat! Don't play mentally handicapped here! 】

Chuli stared at the phone and burped.

[The navy invited by the monkey: Bah. 】

[Mr. L who disappeared: Okay, then you starve to death. 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: Break up! 】

[Mr. L disappeared: …childish ghosts. 】

The author has something to say: The hero of this chapter finally looks like a hero (Fufu)

The editor-in-chief is still good at thinking. I saw a lot of young ladies saying, why don’t you just leave?

It’s not Yuanyueshe that is wrong~ A fish has worked so hard to find a good water source, but why the aboriginal people in the water source are too domineering? Is it to abandon this water source or to suppress the aborigines and establish new rules?

The heroine chooses the latter~ it's that simple!

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