Moonlight Variations

Three minutes later, Shirakawa leaned against the big iron gate of the yard with his arms in his arms, watching coldly at the little girl who was hurriedly walking back with a cell phone that was tinkling off the pendant in her hand—there was a lot of water on the wet ground, and she was in a hurry. Like jumping over those stagnant water.

When she finally came to the man.

"Walk well," the man said lightly, "What are you going to do?"

Chu Li was a little dazed, blinked and raised his head: "What, what?"

Zhou Chuan kept his cold posture unchanged: "You want to take my proud work to the Internet cafe and sit in the middle of a group of internet addicted teenagers playing League of Legends, while listening to them yelling, "Hengmei is cold to Sazi." ``Bow your head and be willing to be a bud.'While proofreading my proud work of Hiukawa?"

First gift: "..."

Chuli moved her lips and interrupted her before she had time to speak. "If you think about it, then answer it. A wrong answer may cause me to lose my temper. If I lose my temper, you can use that sign. The good contract is ignited and stuffed into the alchemy furnace with you to make elixir."

Chu Li: "………………"

Chuli didn't want to be refined into an elixir.

but…

She moved her lips: "Teacher, stay awake. It's impossible to open a room. My dad is a people's policeman. You can know where I have been and who opened the room with a single move of my finger-if this is discovered by him I opened a room with a man..."

Hikawa: "Will he put a kitchen knife on my neck and force me to come and propose a marriage?"

Chu Li: "...It might be."

Hiukawa looked up and down at the little girl standing below, and finally came to the conclusion that he was afraid that he would not be able to talk about the marriage proposal by tying □□ to him, so after ten seconds of silence, he nodded: "Then there is an answer. I can borrow you from my study for one night-there is a department store opposite the gate of the community. You can buy a one-time change of personal clothes. It is very cheap. I will reimburse you for more than 50 yuan... After half an hour, look at the door I’ll call the police if I don’t see you."

"..." Chu Li was stunned, "Teacher, you might have a bright future when you become a bandit."

"How do you know?" Shirakawa also looked surprised. "I hesitated for half a year between becoming a bandit or a writer when I was a senior in high school. Finally, I washed my hands from the Jinpen of the Jinlong Gang based at the school entrance canteen, and hid my merits and fame. Choose to become a writer."

This stem received without hesitation.

First gift: "..."

In terms of shamelessness, she is still no match for this person.

…

Twenty-nine minutes later, Chuli, carrying the supermarket bag, panted, put his hands on his knees and returned to Hiukawa-across the iron gate Hiukawa showed her the screen of her mobile phone, the three numbers "110" Having dialed two "1s", Hiukawa hung up the phone and opened the iron gate.

It was nine o'clock in the evening.

Chuli re-entered the small courtyard with a completely different mood from just now. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a big dog crouching on the sofa and yawning frantically. Back to his doghouse, he occupied the sofa, and then pointed at the end of a certain direction: "Study."

Chuli nodded, and walked inside holding the proofreader's photocopy. After walking two steps, he heard Shirakawa faintly saying in his back: "The door is open, and if you have any questions, just ask."

Chuli nodded: "Thank you, teacher."

Zhou Chuan was taken aback: "Thank you for what?"

Chuli: "Thank you teacher for taking in."

"Oh," Shirakawa said blankly, "What is it?", with the palm of his hand facing him, the back of his hand facing out, and he waved, "Go."

Chuli nodded, turned and went into the study. Turning on the lamp, Chu Li was stunned by the overwhelming collection of books in the study. The study of the Golden Dragon Gang leader is much more literate than expected: from Western classics to Eastern ancient books to popular novels, up to Thomas Eliot's "The Waste Land" Down to Jiang Yucheng’s debut work "The Marriage of the Yin", she even found a book called "Xunlong Point Point Feng Shui Grave", thought it was a novel curiously pulled out a glance, and opened the various soul paintings in it—

It's really about Feng Shui...

It’s not an exaggeration to say that it’s not an exaggeration to know about astronomy and geography in Hikawa’s study room, and it’s not the same as the facade of ordinary people. Look through the traces carefully...

I began to suspect that the phrase "Take you to refine the elixir" just now was not just a casual talk. Chu Lisheng was afraid that she accidentally touched some mechanism and entered the secret room and saw a huge alchemy furnace... She shook her hands and held the book in her hand in awe. I stuffed it back, sat down at the desk, opened the photocopy and started proofreading...

At this time, the phone screen is on, and a message prompt pops up—

[Mr. L who disappeared: What are you doing? 】

Chuli grabbed the phone.

[The navy invited by the monkey: Proofread the new book of Juju Shirakawa, there is still a quarter! Tomorrow, the line will die. At this time, the power and water in the house will be cut off. It is really killing Lao Tzu! 】

[The disappeared l: there is a power outage in your home? How do you proofread? not at home? 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: Outside, I found a proofreading place. 】

[Mr. L who disappeared: Where? 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: ...Internet cafes, where else to go. 】

The message was sent, and Chuli heard a soft noise outside, like someone jumping up from the leather sofa in an instant. A few seconds later, he lay back down again—Chuli was about to ask what happened to the great **** outside. Was it because I saw the cockroaches and was scared, I heard Hiukawa’s solemn voice: "Bananaman, what are you doing? Shouldn't you hide in the study and not work and play with your mobile phone?"

First gift: "..."

Looking at the phone in his hand, Chu Li rolled his eyes and put down the phone to work seriously.

Because sitting in the study room with eight serious books, the surroundings are quiet and comfortable, Chu Li's work is very efficient, the photocopy in his hand is rustling, except for the remaining pages that are gradually thinning, there are occasional spaces between the study and the living room. The dialogue that will ring—

Chu Li: "Teacher,'she smiled and said frosty face', contradictory, which one to delete?"

Zhou Chuan: "Delete'face like frost'."

Chu Li: "You can delete this if you don't come to see the front and back text?"

Shirakawa: "I can't remember the text I wrote myself? I still need to read it?"

Chu Li: "Then tell me who you are describing in this sentence?"

Hikawa: "The protagonist."

Chu Li: "It's a female partner."

Hikawa: "..."

…

Chu Li: "Teacher, ‘he doesn’t know what to wear and he will dominate the ups and downs’...what are you talking about?"

Hikawa: "Take me a look at the front and back, and send q."

Chuli took out his mobile phone and took a click. The photo was sent to Q of Shirakawa. After a minute of silence outside, a man's calm voice came: "I don't know what I'm talking about, delete it."

First gift: "..."

…

Chu Li: "Teacher, you have a bug. The protagonist just crawled out of the quagmire and appeared in front of everyone. It seems like something is wrong, right?"

Hiukawa: "Where?"

Chu Li: "The protagonist has just crawled out of the quagmire-until he appeared in front of the crowd and hit the old man in the back. In the middle he kept praising him as a fairy in white clothes. You can't delete it. You still come to see..."

Before the words had settled, Shiu Chuan had appeared at the entrance of the study, walked quickly to Chu Li, grabbed the red pen in her hand, and quickly found the places Chu Li said, as beautiful as when he signed the contract. I brushed and changed several places... and then he paused: "Are you okay?"

When the man was speaking, he was half-bent over, propped up the table with his right hand, and held the pen in his left... When speaking, the voice was close at hand, Chu Li was stunned and nodded.

Hiukawa threw the pen and checked the progress of the work. It was already two o'clock in the morning, and Chuli had already proofread the final battle of the protagonist. There was still 5 percent of the full text left. Hiukawa nodded in satisfaction: "I'm going to take a bath, you Be good, don't make trouble."

Chu Li: "Why do you talk to me in the same tone as Ergou?"

Zhou Chuan took a deep look at Chu Li, and said "Yeah", then turned and left the study-leaving Chu Li alone with a black question mark face, asking you something, are you "huh" woolen, "huh"?

…

Hiukawa took a bath for a while, and it was about half an hour after he came out of the bathroom—the man was wearing a bathrobe and wiping his wet hair with a bath towel. He was about to ask the banana man monkey in the study to take a bath and work before he walked to the study. Before, I found the study room was terribly quiet.

Stretching his head, the man has fallen asleep on the desk holding a pen.

Hikawa: "..."

Walking into the study, trying to wake her up, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a red ink mark on her face with a water-based pen... The man abruptly stopped the call to his lips, paused, and his tan eyes flickered.

Ten thousand kinds of "the correct measures that the male protagonist should make in the Mari Su Korean drama at this time" flashed in my mind, and the answer all pointed to one-the man made up his mind and threw the towel in his hand, standing next to the chair and the sleeping girl Signed, then bent down, took her arm and put it on her neck, and the other arm was wrapped around her waist—

One, two, three...

Well, I can't hold it.

Hiukawa silently let go of the hand that was around Churi's waist, stepped back a little, and stared at her sleeping face for a long time, seeming to be wondering how this person looked at the skinny and grew up so deathly by eating stones. Shen?

Being silent, I suddenly saw the phone she threw on the desktop suddenly flickering—

[Little bird: Sister, the deadline for submission of the first page plan the day after tomorrow. 】

Hiukawa stunned: Is this guy's WeChat content really displayed directly on the lock screen desktop?

[Little bird: Have you found the author's manuscript and finished it? 】

[Xiaoniao: Editor-in-Chief Yu asked you to find only that one. Wouldn't you really just find that one? The three authors on my side have asked them to write more, but there are only four authors in total, how can they afford 3 p (*page number)? 】

[Xiaoniao: Next time the author's resources are not good, I will tell you earlier. I can't sleep when I suddenly think of it in the middle of the night. 】

[Little bird: Don’t think that it’s okay to have Shirakawa’s manuscript as a shield. Who would be willing to work with you on a project next time like this? 】

Hikawa: "..."

Silently appreciating the midnight add-ons that jumped out one after another.

The man looked away and glanced at the guy lying on his desk who was sleeping: his fair skin seemed to be transparent under the light of the lamp, and the fine hairs and blue blood vessels on the cheeks could be seen...be quiet there There is a small shadow under the drooping eyelashes.

It is probably caused by lack of sleep for several consecutive days.

As if thinking about something, the man was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand, pulled the blanket placed on the bay window of the study, and shook it to cover her, and then pulled the proofreader from under her arm—

As soon as he turned around, his brown eyes met the sleepy big dog who was squatting quietly at the entrance of the study and passing by when he got up in the middle of the night to pee.

Seeing the owner lift up his slender fingertips and press on his thin lips to make a silent gesture, the dog tilted his head...

Reached out to turn off the desk lamp and turned off the mobile phone on the desktop. With the desk lamp spilled into the study, the man turned and walked out of the study with a small half of the uncorrected photocopy.

The moonlight is thick.

The small study room is like an isolated world, no one can disturb.

The author has something to say: ha ha ha ha ha ha princess hug? No.

Can't hold.

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