Moonlight Variations

After Lao Miao had finished talking with people, he saw Chu Li holding a small medicine bottle in one hand and rolling his eyelids with the other hand, with his big nostrils aimed at him...

"..." Lao Miao shivered, "What are you doing?"

Chuli sniffed: "Drop eye drops."

While talking, I really dropped the eye drops, then put down the small medicine bottle, grabbed a paper towel and wiped the corners of my eyes, and blew his nose: "What's so novel about eye drops?"

Lao Miao rolled his eyes and turned around. Chu Li threw the tissues in his hand into the trash can, and opened q and began to find someone to chat—

[The navy invited by the monkey: I'm going to cry, I'm going to cry, I'm going to cry! 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: How can you be so moved! Looking at the comments of those readers, I am now dripping eye drops, forcibly pretending that I am not crying! 】

[The disappeared l: What is it? What's wrong with you? 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: Go and see our official Weibo "Moonlight"! I really signed Jiang Yucheng's book, and now the salute is fired, singing and dancing are rising-ah ah ah ah ah, thank you, or you reminded me that I can just bookmark this book! 】

[Mr. L who disappeared: I saw Weibo, the question is what are you crying for? 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: moved! 】

[The disappeared Mr. L: What moved? 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: After a year, the forgotten by everyone has returned to the world, and the new life magazine "Moonlight" joins hands with the new life magazine "Moonlight" to make another great story in the publishing circle! —Above, what should I do if I am moved to death? ! It's so nice to be an editor! 】

[Mr. L disappeared:...]

[The disappeared Mr. L: I almost got you. Why were you not so happy when you signed the book of Hiukawa, and didn't see you cry? 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: That's different. Hiukawa didn't get poked on the backbone every day and said: Oh, this is so fast that it's going to be too red, it's so red! 】

[The disappeared l-kun:...Red or Hiukawa's wrong? ! 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: I didn't say that it was his fault. The problem is that my cheap tears are not rare in Shirakawa, right? 】

[Mr. L who disappeared: ...That's right. 】

[The disappeared l-kun: Hiukawa is not rare for your crocodile tears, but Jiang Yucheng is not rare! People rushed to the street, Xindun also issued hundreds of thousands of first prints for him. The editor I know in Xindun gave me gossip. Although it is a bit worse than he used to be, it is not as bad as you said. What kind of painful drama is self-directed and self-acted? 】

First gift: "..."

[The navy invited by the monkey: You don't understand. 】

[The disappeared Mr. L: That is, how do normal people understand what you patients are thinking... But as a normal person, I am still willing to give you a little love and tolerance: Wow! That's great! Congratulations on signing Jiang Yucheng! so happy! 】

[The navy invited by the monkey:...]

[The navy invited by the monkey: Stop talking nonsense with you, Lao Tzu is going to work... At the morning meeting this morning, the editor-in-chief suddenly started to ask the progress of the actor's article in Hiukawa, and asked if we have found a good painter—everyone throughout the weekend. They are all trembling in the fear of being **** by him. Where can I find any antique painters? Also be famous! Even if it is expensive! There are so many boxes, where can I find such one...]

[Navy invited by the monkey:…………………………………………】

[Mr. L disappeared: ……………]

In a place that Chuli could not see, the man soaking in the hot spring almost threw his mobile phone into the hot spring. He suddenly regretted that he was so cheap and couldn’t stay free for a moment, so he had to go to the hot spring to ask. In the follow-up gossip of Jiang Yucheng's incident, it’s fine to ask myself sour and not very energetic...

This inquiries also inquired out an earth-shattering gossip?

[Mr. L who disappeared: Regarding the hardware conditions you mentioned, I have a population that is probably right. 】

[The disappeared l-kun: But I can't bear to say it. 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: I know who you want to talk about, this, isn't it? 】

[The disappeared Mr. L:............very bad. 】

[The disappeared Mr. L: You take this person's name and go to Hikawa, just waiting to be blacked out. 】

[Mr. L who disappeared: Say everything here, persuade you to think twice. 】

First gift: "..."

Let go of the mouse, and Chuli looked around blankly—realizing that he was caught off guard and looked at Ah Xiang. Chu Li’s unpredictable premonition became clearer, and the cold sweat instantly fell: "A Xiang, I suddenly remembered something, this morning. At the meeting, Teacher Xia mentioned the issue of the cover of "The Book of Luohe". When it comes to looking for a painter, why are the conditions so detailed? Is he..."

"Ah, I'm quite familiar with this aspect," Ah Xiang broke his hands and said, "There are no more than three painters in China who have met his conditions. One of them is the original painter of the game. It's definitely not in time for the National Day Book Fair; the other super invincible is so expensive that it explodes, not so-called "don't bear the cost, even if it's a little expensive". In the end, the remaining one is most likely to be arranged—"

Chuli waved his hand.

I have not dared to continue listening.

Has become famous in itself;

Those who use ancient styles as their selling point;

It’s so expensive that it’s a meat-cutting artist from Won Yue She...

Indeed, the teacher almost said the person's name—

That one can't even mention his name in front of Hiukawa. It is said that it is unworthy to wash his feet...

Chuli supported his forehead with one hand, and then realized what it means "a wave just flattened and a wave rises again". Just after he escaped from the front of the project, he came to the door seamlessly for the bigger trouble. coming-

Chuli guessed at an uneasy place to open q, and found a head of a plague **** who was okay and absolutely didn't want to take the initiative to open it, and cautiously typed "." in the past, to test the presence of others...

Unfortunately, he is there.

[Hirukawa:? 】

Chuli swallowed saliva.

[The navy invited by the monkey: Teacher Hiukawa, first of all, I would like to express my sincere gratitude for your help persuading Teacher Jiang Yucheng yesterday...When will you go back to city g, I will personally come to thank you for cleaning the floor and washing the dishes. Window cooking. 】

[Hikawa: Talk about the key points. 】

[The navy invited by the monkey:...]

[The navy invited by the monkey: That's it. In addition to discussing teacher Jiang Yucheng’s book, we also focused on this year’s key project "The Book of Gods of Luohe" in our company’s annual key project this year. In the process, Our editor-in-chief Mr. Xia, who is the old man who published your father’s book, proposed that we must attach great importance to the cover of "Luohe Book of Gods", and looking for a Godhead is worthy of this book. Compulsively painted hands. 】

[The navy invited by the monkey:...]

Chuli squinted his eyes halfway, as if he was afraid that the computer screen would explode in the next second, and the whole person leaned back and summoned all the courage in this life.

[The navy invited by the monkey: …what do you think of your foot-washing maid? 】

After Chuli's questioning, the opposite party did not respond for a long time.

This made Chuli a little panic... Chuli slid his chair back in front of the computer, and Chuli began to bury his head in crackling typing—

[Shuijun invited by the monkey: Although the painter of Cocoon has many slots, she paints well... and the fact that she is so black on the Internet is not a problem of plagiarism, but a problem with her character. 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: So, be optimistic. 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: Moreover, there are not many ancient painters in China who act like her on Weibo fans. I just went to see it. Any contact picture she forwarded was thousands of years old. The person who paid the bill said that she painted well, indicating that she still has fans...]

[The navy invited by the monkey: …For example, although I don’t agree with her style of life, this does not prevent me from thinking that she still paints well. 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: so it should be a bonus to use her to accompany the "Book of Luohe"—]

[Hikawa:. . . . . . . . 】

The enlarged version of the ellipsis represents the protagonist’s speechlessness in bold and capitalized heart.

Chuli hesitated after thinking about it. Would you like to pack a few pictures of the paintings and the cover pictures of the physical book, etc. that the girl has drawn on the Internet to give Hikawa a look...While thinking about her, she opened her Weibo and entered the keywords to start searching. Bian is still brainwashing with Jiuchuan—

[The navy invited by the monkey: Teacher, please think about it, I think Empress Cocoon can really do it. 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: And this time I will check it out, so you can rest assured that I will not let her trouble you with her life style...]

Chuli wanted to post one sentence.

Sell ​​Amway while looking for pictures.

After she found a bunch of Cocoon Empress’s personal pictures of ancient styles, packed them and prepared them to be sent to Zhouchuan’s mailbox, she realized that she was giving her a series of "..." after that, Shirakawa ignored her again.

There was a bad feeling in my heart.

When Chuli clicked on q, she was dumbfounded—about after the tenth message she sent, every message was followed by a system prompt: the other party is not your friend yet, you can try to add a friend and start a conversation.

He blacked her out.

He really blacked her out.

He really pulled her black as the crow mouth of Mr. L said!

Chu Li: "……………………"

Chuli: "Hikawa!!!!!"

With a loud shout out of thin air, all the staff of the editorial department shook three times!

In theory, Yu Yao, who is the second closest to Chuli, raised his head: "What's the matter?"

Chuli: "Where is there an author in the world who has blocked his own responsibility for a disagreement????! Where is there!!!"

Everyone: "..."

…

At this moment, thousands of miles away, in b city hot spring spa.

Throwing aside the phone, she stretched lazily, sliding into the hot spring pool all over her nose from below.

Gulugulu blowing two bubbles.

After thinking about the banana man who was probably cursing at Q, the man in the hot spring pursed his lips and curled his mouth silently: Don’t say he didn’t remind her that if she talks nonsense, she will be blacked out. Do this For the sake of it, I have done my best—

Humph.

She doesn't know good or bad.

The author has something to say: Where can I find such a diligent author? !

Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ?? Someone asked when these two people would not fight each other, probably when one of them lay in the coffin?