Moonlight Variations

After being photographed by Hiukawa, Jiang Yucheng held Chuli's hand again. He looked at her seriously like never before, looked at her face and said, "I'm not kidding, if you can hope you can think about it— —The editor and the author are a match made in heaven, and you like what I write. From now on, I can write it to you every day."

"..."

When an author expresses his confession, all he can take out is just one sentence: If you like to read it, I will write it to you every day from now on.

Chuli opened her mouth wide. Although everything in front of her was very strange, she had to say that she finally realized how serious Jiang Yucheng really is... All this is quite magical. For the first time in 22 years, she was confessed by a boy. The author she likes confessed to her with the most tempting words that an author can say, and it seems like dissecting her to know what she likes to listen to, and repeatedly emphasized: Compared with you as a person , What I love more is your ability to work.

………………………………This view.

It's basically like pressing a girl who thinks she is probably married to a job on the ground, frantically teasing her probably dead girl's heart.

This is a foul.

--……pity.

——Unfortunately Jiang Yucheng came too late. About two days ago, Chuli came to understand one thing. What she likes is Shirkawa, a person who has no merit... Except for writing, he is inferior to Jiang Yucheng, and she only writes. Xiang is still unfinished, and Jiang Yucheng will be delayed except for occasional additional tasks. For "Disappearing Amusement Park", he will always deliver the manuscript three chapters ahead of schedule.

——But saying these are useless, she just likes Hikawa.

——Jiang Yucheng came too late.

After realizing this, the deer collision in his heart immediately disappeared. Chuli almost reflexively raised his head and looked at Shirakawa, and unexpectedly found that the latter was also looking at her facelessly at this time...

Seeing a little flustered by those dark brown pupils, Chu Li withdrew his hand from Jiang Yucheng's palm, lowered his head and was silent, not knowing what to do.

On top of her head, Jiang Yucheng glanced at his empty palm: The temperature left before Chu Li's hand was pulled from his palm was still there, and her hand was soft as if there were no bones...

"Everyone is an adult, Shirakawa," Jiang Yucheng turned to Shirakawa. This is the first time Chuli in his memory heard him speak to his "Achuan" in such a serious tone, "Since childhood, they treat you What do you say, it has nothing to do with me, and I never thought about what I would compare with you... But this time, this time, I hope you can figure out one thing-Chuli is just Your editor..."

Chu Li's throat choked.

"It's not the'woman who just got out of your bed', it's not'your person', and it's not your personal belongings," Jiang Yucheng said almost every word. "She is our co-editor, to you Say, nothing more."

Hiukawa fell silent, "For me?"

"Yes," Jiang Yucheng's expression softened again. He glanced at Chuli, his brows and eyes were stained with a gentle smile again, "For me, I want her to be my daughter. friend."

"..."

Chuli couldn't say a word.

She raised her head and looked at Jiang Yucheng blankly and then at Zhou Chuan. Unfortunately, neither of them spoke... Jiang Yucheng patted her on the head and smiled and said, "You don't have to rush to answer me now, it's okay."

Chuli made a "Oh" sound. At this moment, the brain couldn't turn around, so she had to hug the pillow and roll back to the room to sleep... Then she didn't know what happened downstairs, she went back to the room and hugged the pillow and rolled on the bed. After two rolls, her bloodshot eyes stared at the top of the attic and couldn't close her.

I don’t know how long it took until I was so sleepy that I went to sleep. When I slept, I always felt that the bed was cold, and the back was chattering. I actually missed the feeling of someone falling asleep behind my back last night...

It would be nice if the person who made the confession was Shirakawa.

With a big yawn, Chu Li thought dazedly--

It's a pity that they are all delusions.

Because that person has no heart.

...

I slept until 6 pm on Sunday. The cost was that I couldn’t sleep that night. I got up from the bed with dark circles on my eyes the next morning. I had a splitting headache. After washing, I climbed to the kitchen to make breakfast and brought the breakfast to the table. , She looked at the man sitting at the dining table flipping through a heavy book...

This is the person she likes.

Heartless.

"I just became the American jet lag," Chuli put the fried egg in front of him, as well as the toasted bread and jam, "It's black near the ink."

"And I slept well last night," Zhou Chuan snapped the book closed. "The online pre-sale of "The Book of Luohe" is almost 70,000."

"Very good," Chu Li was lowering his head and spreading jam on the bread. "Very good."

Hiukawa didn't speak.

Chuli lowered his head.

The two had an unprecedented gadget called "Tacit Understanding", and said nothing about the farce yesterday morning... Chu Li didn't even want to ask Jiang Yucheng where he was, watching the half-opened door to the guest room empty. , I guess I've already gone back, right?

After having breakfast, Chu Li absently carried her bag and went out. When she arrived at the company, she found that there were three "surprises" waiting for her——

First, when she walked into the office, Chuli felt that the whole office was quiet. Bird looked up at her from her cubicle and glanced at her mockingly. Chuli felt inexplicable until she She saw enough breakfast for the entire office, soy milk fritters, mung bean porridge, pancakes, fruits, and glutinous rice in her seat.

Chuli walked over, bent over and picked up the glutinous rice: "Whose breakfast is on my table?"

"Jiang Yucheng brought it to you early in the morning, saying that he didn't know what you like to eat, so I bought them all," Lao Miao said. "Who are you selling books to this Saturday?"

First gift: "..."

Put down the glutinous rice, turn on the computer and open q, click on an avatar——

[The navy invited by the monkey: I received breakfast, thank you teacher! It's just that I don't have to take such a hassle to take a special trip in the future, I usually eat it at home or on the way to work. 】

There was a quick response over there.

[Jiang Yucheng: Okay, I am abrupt, I am afraid you are hungry:)]

The reply was so fast as if he had been waiting for the first gift with his mobile phone, thinking that Shirakawa once said that Jiang Yucheng was a night owl who would never appear in people’s sight before two o’clock in the afternoon... such a person. , Unexpectedly got up early on working days to buy her breakfast and sent it to the editorial department, but she tactfully refused, and didn't say anything.

Chuli bit her lower lip, fell into deep anxiety and guilt, and felt that she was committing a crime.

Lao Miao: "What's the matter with you and Teacher Jiang Yucheng?"

Chu Li turned his head and glanced at him silently, Lao Miao grinned: "If something happens, it's the best. Although he's going to be overwhelmed, he can still sell..."

It’s up to you.

"You can shut up." Chuli interrupted him unceremoniously. "In your eyes, the author is the difference between being able to sell and not being able to sell? Why don't you go to the marketing department if you like to look at numbers so much?"

Lao Miao didn't get angry at all when he was offended by someone else, and smiled brilliantly at Chu Li-he was in a good mood today and didn't know why.

Both the second surprise and the third "surprise" occurred in the morning weekly meeting.

At the regular meeting, I did not forget that the first gift, which was forcibly robbed of credit on Saturday night, went early. I sat next to the editor-in-chief and began to teach the editor-in-chief Xia to use the voice function... editor-in-chief wears gold-rimmed glasses to learn He took it very seriously. After he finished his studies, he finally raised a question that embodied the wisdom of his elderly: "This function is so easy to use, why didn't you tell me before?"

At that time, the entire conference room fell into the silence of a cemetery.

Chuli cleared his throat: "New features."

When Editor-in-Chief Xia nodded in belief and mumbled "This feature should have been available long ago," Chu Li turned around and saw the faces of the editors in all the branches behind her with the same guilty conscience and embarrassment as her.

Then the regular meeting on Monday began.

Chuli began to wonder if he was a Mercury retrograde--

First of all, the editor-in-chief Xia, who has learned the "new features of WeChat", did not tell Chuli with the slightest gratitude that after "Hearing" was sent to the publishing house, the content could not pass the review and the book number could not be approved. Busy.

Thinking of my day and night proofreading, and thinking of Comrade Agui chanting "I'm going to publish a book in Yuanyueshe" every day, Chuli's first reaction when he heard the news was to look up at the meeting. The window of the room, the meeting room is on the third floor.

She didn’t expect the more exciting ones to come. The final version of the contract correction of "The Book of Luohe" was finally set. The main correction was the first print volume-the boss of the marketing department, the surfer stood up holding the folder. , Announced: "Because the online pre-sale of "The Book of Luohe" was a great success, several physical booksellers who were motivated by the news in the weekend increased the subscription volume, so after finally negotiated, the subscription volume for this book is—”

Chuli held his breath.

"Three hundred and four hundred thousand!"

Chuli leaked.

Lao Miao looked "hahahahahahahahahahaha".

"Let’s congratulate the newcomer to the editor’s first gift. The first book made by Yuanyueshe became popular. The colleagues in the marketing department are very grateful to her for cooperating with her as the editor in these days and pushing "The Book of Luohe" to the pinnacle. !" Brother Surf put down the folder and said with a smile.

The people around began to applaud. Chuli felt like she was being ridiculed. If it weren’t for the marketing department who set the first print volume, the marketing department’s boss announced the results. She almost doubted whether this group of people was Join hands to play her...

Three hundred and forty thousand.

Ten thousand short of three hundred and fifty thousand!

I'm going to you Mad! ! ! ! ! !

What should I do? ! ! ! ! ! !

What about my deputy editor position! ! ! ! !

The theme of this morning's regular meeting was "I'm just short of the door"? Not coming! ! ! ! !

Chuli was so frustrated that she even forgot to say that she had already received a verbal promise to take down the short story that Shirakawa serialized on Weibo.

She raised her eyes and looked at the sky, all with the appearance of her deputy editor-in-chief flying away with wings on the throne.

The author has something to say: here comes here, eat a meal, two more.