The Editor is Always Flirting with Me [GL]

After discussing the meeting time with Yan Beiqi, Qin Yipuan received a manuscript for the second time from the die-hard reader called Candy in Cotton.

This time, the candy in the cotton is cute and said: “Sister, I recently wrote a new version, can you read it? But if you are busy, you can ignore me _(:зゝ∠)_”

After all, she is already very familiar with her. Every time someone splashes in her comment area, the candy in the cotton will help her back, and then she will come to send good morning and good night every day, so after Qin Yipun saw it, he still said something :”send it.”

After dozens of seconds, Candy in Cotton sent the manuscript over.

This time the manuscript does seem to be much more reasonable than the last time, but the writing still seems a little immature and jerky, and some parts have not been handled well.

But fortunately, the content of the story is quite good, so Qin Yipuan told the truth and said, “The story and rhythm are okay”.

But what I didn’t expect was that the candy in the cotton said next: “Really? I feel so happy to be praised! Idol! It feels like I’m finally one step closer to you!”

After Qin Yipun saw it, he thought about it and replied, “I don’t dare to be an idol. Come on and write what you want to write. I’m busy.”

Candy in cotton: “Okay! But, sister, you must pay attention to your body! Don’t stay up all night!”

When Qin Yipun saw it, he couldn’t help laughing and replied, “Okay, you can rest now.”

Since Qin Yipun had an impression of her, Candy in Cotton seems to have been following her on Weibo for a year.

Moreover, Candy in Cotton has written several book reviews on Qin Yipuan’s works. The analysis was so meticulous that Qin Yichuan reposted it, and the two of them later became related to each other.

On the other side, the girl whose online name is Candy in Cotton and who is actually called Lu Yan laughed happily when she saw Queenie’s reply, and hurriedly saved a screenshot of the chat record.

In fact, she will pick up the pen to write, all because of her love for Queenie.

Therefore, Lu Yan always felt that if she could write a little bit, then the distance between them would definitely be closer.

This novel, she wrote purely for Queenie. Queenie, is the prototype of the heroine in her text. Sometimes her best friends even tease her, saying that she puts more energy and love on Queenie than on her boyfriend. If this goes on, her boyfriend should be depressed.

“Love you!” Lu Yan stared at Queenie’s avatar, and then opened a Q group called “Little Bookworm”.

As soon as she entered the Q group, Lu Yan found that everyone was discussing Queenie, which started from “The Color of Fog”.

Big White Fatty: “To be honest, the book Q has been touted too high.”

Little puppet: “And the next novels feel that one book is not as good as one. The last time it was a big sale, it was only because the publicity was well done, plus it also sold feelings. Although the story is still the same virtue, but it can be read, everyone will Eat this trick.”

Xuan: “I don’t think she has anything new to play with. Chen Yunying will definitely surpass her in the future. Have you watched Chen Yunying’s new serialization? “

After seeing it, Lu Yan couldn’t bear it, so she said, “But she is red, no matter how bitter you are, she is still red now.”

Xuan: “I’m talking about the future.”

“What will happen in the future, no one knows, right? You said she won’t have anything new if she doesn’t have anything new? You have” Lu Yan then smiled.

Xuan: “You idiot fans, just continue to be accustomed to her like this. Hehe, just hold her and continue to be a frog in the well. How many new themes and how many talented authors emerge in the second half of this year, you can’t see the mudslides. Smile. .”

When Lu Yan saw it, she couldn’t help frowning: “Crazy, don’t talk much, just wait and see.”

After posting, Lu Yan immediately withdrew from the group.

After thinking about it, Lu Yan posted on Weibo again and posted: “Queenie is perfect, hum.”

On the other side, when Qin Yi was pouring water, his hand shook, and the water glass swayed to the ground and shattered.

Fortunately, the hot water did not splash on my hands and feet.

What happened recently? Nothing feels right.

Tightening his brows, Qin Yi poured out the pieces of the quilt, then took a mop to clean the ground, took another glass of water, and returned to the computer.

The document on the computer has been open for an afternoon.

Current results: 520 words.

Qin Yipou stared at the blinking mouse cursor, took a sip of water, tightened his fingers on the water glass, and then put the water glass on the table, holding his forehead with his free hand.

Can’t write.

Even when she was writing, she didn’t know what she was writing or what she wanted to write.

Check out Weibo for a while.

Qin Yichuan picked up his mobile phone and refreshed the Weibo interface.

“Queenie is perfect, huh.” – Candy in cotton.

Perfect……

Qin Yichuan looked at the word, pursed his lips, and then turned his head to look at the computer.

Perfect?

What if, if she wrote a really bad book, she didn’t know about this little girl?

De-powder?

After turning off the computer, Qin Yipun got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After returning to the bedroom, Qin Yi poured his head to sleep, but he still couldn’t sleep.

After thinking about it, she still took out Yan Beiqi’s sleep aid.

If what he writes next is not exciting, how will Yan Beiqi react?

She said she admired herself. If she writes something that can’t be appreciated, will she have nothing to do with herself anymore?

After all, their fate comes from words.

Compared with before, she may really become impetuous no matter what.

I can’t write something for a while, and I suspect that I can’t write it for a lifetime. Yan Beiqi didn’t contact him very much, so she suspected that her invitation to watch movies or something was fake.

After sitting there for a while with the sleep aid in hand, Qin Yipun frowned, went to get a bottle of wine, pulled the lid off with a screwdriver, and drank half of the bottle with his head up.

His mind became a little dizzy, Qin Yi poured the wine bottle to the side, brushed his teeth, and then went back to the bed and fell asleep.

the next day.

It was ten o’clock in the morning when Qin Yichuan got up, his mouth was a little bitter and his throat was a little dry.

The editor called her several times, but she didn’t answer, so the editor left a message for her on WeChat.

“Queenie, how’s the new text? How many have you written?”

Qin Yichuan stroked his hair, returned a zero, and then got up to brush his teeth and wash his face.

I spent a day in front of the computer without writing a word.

After watching a lot of messy programs, Qin Yi checked the time, then raised his hand to stroke his hair, put on makeup, and styled.

No matter how depressed she was, she had to let herself appear outside in her best state.

At ten o’clock in the evening, Yan Beiqi came to her downstairs.

Carrying a beige bag and stepping on high-heeled shoes, Qin Yipun walked out of the door. When he saw Yan Beiqi’s car, he paused, then walked over to open the front passenger’s door and sat down low.

Yan Beiqi’s dress is still very casual and casual.

“Have you eaten dinner?” Yan Beiqi asked as he drove out of the community.

Qin Yichuan shook his head.

“Why don’t you eat?”

“No appetite. I haven’t eaten in a day.” Qin Yichuan stared ahead and sighed.

After Yan Beiqi listened, she did not speak, but when she drove the car to a small restaurant, she stopped.

“Why didn’t you leave?” Qin Yipun turned around and asked.

“I still need to eat a little bit. There is a restaurant here, but I don’t know how it tastes. Get out of the car and eat whatever you want.” Yan Beiqi looked over there and prepared to unfasten his seat belt.

“No, I don’t want to eat it.” However, Qin Yipuan shook his head stubbornly.

When she has no appetite, even if there is a full banquet in front of her, she is too lazy to move her chopsticks.

Yan Beiqi looked at her, nodded for a while, and then continued to set off for the theater.

However, from time to time, she would turn her head to look at the woman next to her.

It’s been a few days since I hadn’t seen her, but she felt like she was a lot haggard.

“Bei Qi.”

Yan Beiqi was driving when he suddenly heard someone next to him call out his name softly.

Yan Beiqi was a little stunned that the other party knew her real name, she didn’t remember what she said.

“What’s wrong?” However, Yan Beiqi was not entangled in that matter.

“Do you like me?” Qin Yichuan stared out the window, and the halo of the street light shone through the car window from time to time, dazzling her.

this problem……

Yan Beiqi didn’t quite understand why she would suddenly ask such a question.

“If it wasn’t for my work, we wouldn’t know each other, right?” Qin Yipun turned to look at her.

“It’s natural.” Yan Beiqi nodded.

“So, if I am exhausted, you will not like Queenie as a writer. Besides, you have emphasized more than once that you appreciate my works. So, if I have no works, for people like you , it doesn’t make any sense, right?” Qin Yichuan said, turning his head to look out the window again.

Before I knew it, the car had reached the cinema.

Yan Beiqi released the steering wheel, stared straight ahead, and said nothing.

“What am I talking about. Forget it, don’t take it to heart, I just like to have a nerve from time to time. You know, people who write things have the advantage of thinking too much, and the disadvantage is that they think too much. many.”

After Qin Yipoon finished speaking, he smiled, then with a face full of indifference, he untied his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.

However, after Qin Yipian laughed, Yan Beiqi was a little worried.

After watching Qin Yipun get out of the car, Yan Beiqi thought about it, opened the door and walked out.

“Queenie, wait a minute.” Just as Qin Yipian lifted his feet to go to the cinema, Yan Beiqi’s voice came from behind.

But this time, she didn’t call herself a teacher anymore.

“Huh?” Qin Yichuan stopped, paused, and then turned around.

“There’s still more than half an hour before the movie starts. There’s a convenience store there that sells desserts. Let’s go and buy something to eat.” Yan Beiqi looked at the time and pointed to the convenience store.

“But I really…”

“I’m not the editor who wants your manuscript, nor your reader. I’m just Yan Beiqi, and I hope you can eat something, and I hope you can cherish yourself before thinking about others.” Yan Bei Qi interrupted her but.

It may be that the spirit is relatively sluggish recently, and the thoughts are relatively depressed, so that the tears are a little low.

Facing such remarks, Qin Yipuan’s eyes filled with a faint starlight.