Chapter 144 This is what hand control looks like (please subscribe)

Author: corner kissing pig

Chapter 144 This is what hand control looks like (please subscribe)

June of this year is particularly busy. Lin Lu’s college entrance examination, her graduation, Lin Lu’s grades, her job becoming a full-time employee, Lin Lu’s driving lessons, her book writing...

Many, many parts that belonged to him were stuffed into my sister's heart, filling her up all of a sudden.

Busy days always pass by quickly, and before you know it, June 24th has arrived. Today is the day when Lin Lu will get her college entrance examination results, and it is also the day when she will submit articles and publish books. After today, she will probably enter

It’s been a relatively leisurely July.

Originally, Li Xingruo wanted to wait for Lin Lu's college entrance examination results to come out in the evening before publishing the book together, but considering that today was already Friday and the editor would be off work in the evening, he submitted the 20,000-word manuscript to the mailbox of an editor in Haitang in the morning.

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This editor is called A Meng, and she is also a veteran editor of Haitang. She has brought out many great authors, and she was the one who led Zhen Xiaoyue, who was very popular last year.

Ah Meng probably never expected that among the manuscripts received in her mailbox today, one of them would have been submitted to her by Xiaohe, the new full-time editor of Reading Point...

In fact, it is very common for editors to write books, but they are usually very low-key, especially if they are written on their own websites. When signing contracts, they use their partner’s ID card or their parents’ ID card to avoid suspicion.

But it doesn’t matter if I write on other platforms. Anyway, no one knows anyone, and the company didn’t say no.

After becoming a regular employee yesterday, Li Xingruo started signing new books by herself. Her nickname is Xiaohe. Like the author, many editors will choose some delicious things as their nicknames.

Because she is a new editor and has no resources for old authors, Li Xingruo has almost no submissions in her mailbox. Most of her day's work is to search for books in the backend library and sign contracts for new books that she likes.

It looks simple, but in fact it is quite stressful, because the number of signing quotas allocated each month is fixed, and she does not have a high say in recommendations, and the performance appraisal is based on the scores of the signed books. If

If the results of the signed books are all bad, then she is in danger, so even if she is searching for books in the library, she needs to have a sharp eye and quick hands, otherwise all the good books will be signed by other editors.

After all, she has just become a full-time employee, especially author resources and recommended resources, which always need to be accumulated slowly. Li Xingruo is very patient and not in a hurry. After she has brought out a group of accomplished authors, her reputation will increase, and her skills will increase.

There are many recommended resources in it, so naturally many authors will submit articles to her inbox.

Li Xingruo still values ​​this job very much. Although he is currently writing a book, he will not resign easily.

After she started working in society, she realized that making money was not easy. In this industry, she saw many authors who skyrocketed to great heights, but there were also many short-lived authors. Before her dream came true, she did not dare to take the risk of writing full-time.

After all, I still have a younger brother to support.

You have to make money to buy him new clothes, you have to make money to buy him the best paints, you have to make money to buy him the best drawing paper, you have to make money to buy him a study abroad, and you have to save money to buy him a wedding house and wait for him to find a wife.

Get married... Bah, bah, bah! No marriage! My sister is so good to you. If you dare to marry another girl, my sister will cut off all the exclamation marks on you!!

It is extremely difficult for an ordinary person to make a lot of money. She has no capital and no means of production. Fortunately, she can still write some articles. She can still try to start a business based on content. She can realize her dream and make a lot of money at the same time. Probably

It's also a very happy thing.

While at work, the new editor Li Xingruo was signing other people's works in the library, while opening his mailbox from time to time to see if his submitted works had been signed...

Now as an editor and a new author, no one understands the mood after submitting a manuscript better than her.

The whole morning passed, and there was still no reply to the email for submission. When eating with Lin Lu, my sister couldn't help but frown.

"What's wrong? Who's bullying my lovely and beautiful sister Xingruo?"

"伱!"

"How dare I bully my sister?"

"It's you, it's you."

Li Xingruo snorted, if it weren't for your stinky brother, why would my sister be so anxious to make a lot of money?

"Okay, then I'll give Sister Xingruo a shoulder to lean on as an apology."

"You know the truth."

The two siblings had already finished their meal. They each pushed the plates in front of them forward, with their middle shoulders touching each other. They adjusted their postures in a tacit understanding. Lin Lu relaxed his right shoulder, and his sister tilted her head and leaned against her gently.

above his shoulders.

This is a compulsory course for the siblings at noon every day during this working period. At first, my colleagues in the company were very curious as to why Editor Xiaohe took so long to eat at noon and did not even go back to the company for a lunch break. Later I learned that Editor Xiaohe had

After meeting the target, everyone will understand.

The younger brother's shoulders were thick and warm, and the older sister would never get tired of leaning against him. Her long hair fell down from his arms. He closed his eyes in relaxation and breathed a soft sigh. His slightly irritable mood suddenly disappeared.

Calmed down.

"I'll give Sister Xingruo a squeeze."

"don't want."

"Come on, come on. You've been typing on the keyboard all morning. I'll squeeze it for you. You'll feel better in the afternoon."

"..."

While he was still speaking, his broad and thick right hand had already dropped under the table, and he took her little hand over and held it in his palm.

Although this is not the first time they have played with each other in the name of pinching hands, every time the siblings' fingers touch, the slight friction will always produce a numbing current, which goes straight to the brain and stirs up the heartbeat.

Lin Lu gently touched her little hand with his thick big hand. At first, her sister's fingers were still a little stiff, but with the gentleness of his movements, her thoughts began to wander, her fingers relaxed, and her whole little hand

It has become softer.

"Sister Xingruo, your hands are so soft."

"...how soft?"

"Isn't there a word for it? It's called catkin! It's like cotton, but also like tofu!"

Lin Lu didn't lie to her. How could he have such soft little hands? Although my sister is not fat, her little hands still feel plump to the touch. Her small hands are soft, white, and tender, and they have a lot of feeling when you play with them.

, the fingers are narrow and slender, the nails are also trimmed very neatly, no nail polish is applied, the nail caps are shiny in color, and have a healthy crescent white color.

Lin Lu liked to squeeze her fingers every time she played with them, because her fingers were soft and tender, as cute as pinching little beans.

Occasionally, the siblings' hands would become tightly entangled, and each other's palms would become sweaty, and Lin Lu's heartbeat would speed up. I don't know if she felt it when she leaned on his shoulder, but Lin Lu could see her sister hiding in her hair.

Her little ears were slightly red, and her legs were pressed closer together.

As she quietly opened her slender and lovely fingers, Lin Lu sensibly inserted his fingers into the gaps between her fingers. The siblings' hands slowly clasped together, slightly tightening their hold on each other's hands.

She tentatively twitched her hand, but unfortunately Lin Lu refused to let go, so her sister had nothing to do with him. It wasn't that her sister was not reserved, but her spoiled brother who insisted on holding her sister's hand.

A nine-year-old boy is still so clingy to his sister. What can my sister do...

Although it was gradually past dinner time, there were still many diners walking around on the second floor of the restaurant. The unclean brother and sister hid their interlocked hands under the table.

The two people's hearts seemed to be connected by holding hands, and even their voices became softer.

"What should I do..." she said with some distress.

"Huh?" Lin Lu squeezed her hand gently.

"I haven't passed my submission yet. Is this book bad?"

"Don't worry, my sister, a great writer, aren't you also an editor yourself? You're usually so busy with work, I guess A Meng hasn't seen your manuscript yet."

Because the keyword 'great writer' was triggered, the sister leaning on his shoulder twisted up in embarrassment.

After all, Ameng is a well-known editor in the industry, and the manuscripts in her mailbox must be overwhelming. She has only submitted the manuscript for half a day, and it is normal that she has not received a reply. But after all, it is a book for which she has high hopes, so she will inevitably feel anxious, although she

She also knew this truth, but after her brother comforted her, she immediately relaxed a lot.

"Show something nice for Sister Xingruo!"

When his elder sister is in a bad mood, his younger brother always tries to make her happy in various ways.

Sure enough, Li Xingruo was attracted by his words. He raised his little head from his shoulder and asked curiously: "What is it..."

The hands between the siblings were still holding each other. Lin Lu reached around with his left hand and clumsily took out his cell phone from his right pocket. Even though it was troublesome, he was not willing to let go of his sister's hand.

After he took out his phone, his sister curiously leaned over his shoulder to look at the screen.

Lin Lu opened the photo album and showed her a picture, which was the cover of a novel he had specially drawn for her.

Different from the cover made by someone online, this one was hand-drawn by Lin Lu himself. The picture has the image of the male protagonist and the female protagonist. The scene is that the two are riding a sky blue tandem bicycle, and there is a bunch of flowers on the basket.

Peony flowers, the heroine is in front and the hero is behind. It is probably the weather in May. The heroine and the hero are riding together under the blue sky and white clouds, with happy smiles on their faces and they are indulging in the sea of ​​peonies.

The title of the book is "Investment Banking: A Lover Who Turns into a Full-timer"; the author's name is June Xiaohe; the font is harmoniously blended with the original painting, and even on the book cover, Lin Lu did not forget to add the plum blossom print of his little fat cat.

Perhaps this is the romance brought about by having a younger brother who can draw. Li Xingruo's expression was pleasantly surprised. At the first sight, he fell in love with this cover.

New writers are all like this. Don’t talk about anything else. First, make a cover that you like. With the words on the cover, it suddenly becomes a book, and the motivation for writing will be greatly improved.

Now seeing this exquisite cover drawn by Lin Lu himself, Li Xingruo's brother was instantly full of energy and wanted to run back to the office immediately, turn on the computer and code 100,000 words.

"How's it going? Sister Xingruo, do you like it?"

"like!"

My sister, who has always been arrogant, stopped being arrogant this time because she really liked the cover. In the past, when she wrote her own book, she would either spend five yuan to find someone to make a cover for her, or she would just create a beautiful picture of herself.

Where has she ever been treated like having a brother with superb painting skills personally customize a book cover for her?

Maybe they are siblings, but the smell conveyed in his book cover happens to be her favorite, and she can't fault it at all.

"I said Lin Lu, you can open a small cover workshop! A cover of this level will cost at least a thousand yuan to customize! It's original hand-painted! Then we will exclusively prey on rich authors!"
To be continued...