Faced with such a reversal drama, Chu Li was already running wildly in his heart—

My mind is full of authors, why do you think this is like this?!

Can you still have a real good person and normal person?!

Little White Lotus, are you unintentional or intentional? Ahhhh, my glass heart is broken!

If you have an advertising need, tell me, I will try not to stab you in the back and your heart is cold...

……never mind.

The actor teacher was right, and it was all my fault that I used it without asking clearly.

The phone kept shaking, and Lao Miao was like a machine gun that had just changed to a new magazine and couldn't stop... However, if he was blind at this time, he would have to be on the head.

Chu Li bit her lower lip and picked up her cell phone-

[The monkey invited the water army: I will ask what happened in this matter. I didn’t ask clearly about Teacher Jiang Yucheng’s free advertising of our magazine, but the magazine also sold tens of thousands of copies because of this advertisement, right?]

[The Monkey invited the navy: From the side, this is a win-win situation...]

【Meow Meow: Are you still stubborn?】

[Miaomiao: Magazine was originally sold at a loss, with a cost of 6.50 cents and twelve yuan. The price for dealers is only 6.60 cents per copy. The cost of 6.50 cents is still the amount of money from the printing factory. The labor and transportation costs for the editors and the author's manuscript fees? Magazine is a platform built by magazines. Not to mention that they only sold 40,000 more, even if they sell 80,000 more, they will only earn 8,000 more. Is there something left to pay a salary and social security provident fund? What is the real money-making? It is a single book that will be born on the basis of a magazine in the future, and the author.]

【Meow Meow: Win-win? Where can I win?】

[Miaomiao: There are advertising pages for other people. Do you know how much advertising costs for magazines like Moonlight are? Forty thousand!]

【The navy invited by the monkey:…】

【Meow Meow: Is it unbelievable? Is it surprising or not?]

【Meow Meow: You don’t know anything.】

[Yu Yao: She doesn't know anything, you teach me!]

[Yu Yao: The teacher at school will not teach these.]

[Yu Yao: It’s not normal for her to know nothing, but she’s still making a mistake when everything happens. What’s the point of plagiarism? On Monday, if you have the ability, just tell the club like this, it’s all the fault of the first literati?]

[Yu Yao: Then you, the deputy editor-in-chief who is responsible for taking her, isn’t you responsible for taking the manuscript? When she was in charge of Jiang and Cheng, you and I did not pay attention to asking more questions about what happened? After taking the manuscript, you were anxious to use it. The first gift is just a handover.]

[A Xiang: Yes, Jiang Yucheng couldn't have brought the manuscript for Chu Li's sake, why should she?]

[A Xiang: The first ceremony is indeed a handover, and we should not take the blame.]

[Yu Yao: No, don’t say anything if you are OK.]

[Yu Yao: It would be strange if you don’t have any surprises in this industry from beginning to end, right?]

First ceremony: "…"

It is nine o'clock in the evening.

Chu Li lay beside the window, and the evening breeze with the fragrance of flowers coming from the night. She looked down at the quiet courtyard under the window, and seriously considered the feasibility of jumping down...

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Chu Li sat by the window, and iPad opened a piano simulation software. She looked at the moon outside the window with her eyes blank, and her hands were typing on the piano keyboard - Duo, a little doe... At this time, the phone rang, and Mr. L applied for a voice call. Chu Li glanced, lowered her eyes, and then pressed the switch button like a wandering spirit.

【Hello?】

The people there fed the sound, and it was still the funny sound effect with the sound changer effect. Chu Li stopped his hands and raised his eyebrows and was about to hang up the voice call. Just as her hand was hanging in the air, L Jun slowly said—

[I didn't bring my phone with me when I went out in the afternoon, and I didn't see you leaving a message. I saw Jiang Yucheng's Weibo, where are you now?]

When the other party was talking, there seemed to be a sound of water in the background - this guy was talking to himself while soaking in the bathtub? It was really a matter of life... Chu Li was not sure if she heard it wrong, because when she listened, the sound disappeared again...

Chu Li took his finger away from the hangup button.

——Come on, it’s golden sunshine~

"On the windowsill at home, playing the piano, considering the feasibility of jumping off the building, and being furiously snatched by the editor-in-chief." Chu Li said quietly, "You missed a good show, Jiang Yucheng killed me. Now our deputy editor is ridiculing me crazy and using a six-digit print magazine to build momentum for Jiang Yucheng's new book."

The sound of the piano continued, and Mr. L was silent for a while. Chu Li heard the sound of someone walking from him. After a while, the funny voice changer sound was still there: [Are you feeling very depressed now?]

"It's not just a depressed person." Chu Li said, "In the morning, Zhouchuan came to the editorial department and gave me a vaccination: there is no free lunch in the world. The little white lotus in my heart may not be the hero who helps him when he sees injustice..."

Chu Li paused: "It turns out that he is like you."

Chu Li changed into a particularly absurd tone again: "It's actually the actor Chuchuan's turn to reason with me. Do you dare believe it?"

The other side of the phone was silent for a few seconds.

[Others eat more salt than you eat, so why can't you reason with it?]

Chu Li pressed a lot of piano keys and made a "clang" noise: "Hiss, where are you standing? Are you here to comfort me?"

【………………………………………………… You are anxious to see you, but who else can you scare you? Don’t be anxious first, see what solutions can be done.】

Chu Li sneered, Sheng couldn't bear to say: "What method? Embrace the editor-in-chief's crazy face and face the deputy editor's ridicule calmly?... Jiang Yucheng commented 40,000 on Weibo, of which 38,000 were asking: Big brother, are you going to serialize a new article on "Moonlight", we are super--"

Chu Li suddenly stopped halfway through speaking.

The whole face suddenly froze on a sarcastic expression, and then, empty.

The man on the other side of the voice seemed to sneer: [Thinking of it?]

Chu Li turned off the piano key app, grabbed the phone, put it down again, and licked her lips: "It seems that I thought of it."

【What did you think of?】

"Do you think it is possible to successfully convince Jiang Yucheng to be wrong after being encouraged by the 38,500 people. How likely is it to come to my magazine to serialize this book "The Disappearing Amusement Park"?"

[If Jiang Yucheng is a conscientious person, then he probably feels a little guilty now; if he feels a little guilty now, then it is very likely that you will convince him.]

Chuli felt that he had found a path to light in desperate situations.

After hanging up Mr. L's voice, she decided not to jump off the building when she left. She clumsily climbed down from the windowsill and did three things in total.

The first thing is to say in the work group, please give her two days to weekends. On Monday, she will definitely give everyone a satisfactory reply to the torn matter of "making wedding dresses for others";

The second thing is to send a message to ask Chuchuan where he is now;

The third thing is to buy the high-speed train tickets that left at 8 o'clock the next morning and headed to City B.

...

at the same time.

City b.

Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the natural open-air hot springs in the famous private courtyards in the suburbs, the hot spring water flows down layer by layer to the top of the mountain. The top of the hot spring is blue, flowing down step by step. The color of the hot spring water gradually becomes lighter. The spring water flows into the lowest hot spring pool, and milky white water vapor covers the hot spring pool. Special Chinese herbal medicines are added to the pool, emitting bursts of herbal fragrance...

It was when the lights in the city first came on.

This secluded open-air hot spring pool is rarely quiet. There is a hazy light placed beside the pool as the only light. Occasionally, you can hear the sound of water splashing when someone strokes the water...

In the pool.

The young man leaned against the edge of the pool with a towel on his head. The property of the house has not seen the sun for a long time. It is so white that it is almost transparent. The black hair is wet on his handsome cheeks... A lazy light flashes in his brown eyes. At this time, he is lying beside the hot spring pool, half of his body fiddling with his mobile phone with his slender fingertips outside the hot spring, logging out of a Q login, and then switching to another number. As soon as he logged in, he saw a monkey's avatar flashing wildly-

[The monkey invited the navy: Teacher, where are you and Mr. Jiang Yucheng? City B? At home?]

[The monkey invited the navy: Is Teacher Jiang Yucheng here? Did he not bring his cell phone?]

As if expected, the man's nose buried in his arms moved, and he snorted in an unknown way.

[Zhuchuan: What are you doing at his house? I'm here to clean him? Hot springs in the suburbs, what do you want to do?]

[Zhuchuan: This person without professional ethics will not look at q when he is on vacation.]

The man is typing quickly...

"——If you take a hot spring, you can take a good bath. People are in the water and can't put down their mobile phones. Internet-addicted teenager?"

Behind the man, another sound came from the sound of water. In the huge hot spring pool, a figure with healthy bronze skin swam from the pool to the other side. When passing by Zhouchuan, the slapping water splashed onto the man's perfectly curved jaw...

Zhou Chuan raised his hand and wiped off the splashed water droplets expressionlessly.

"You also heard that just as you, Jiang Yucheng, were swimming around like an ADHD child, playing with the hot spring pool as a swimming pool, a poor girl was tortured by your act of burning bridges across the river," Chuchuan put down his phone, "and I don't know what evil I have committed, I want to wipe your ass, a scum."

The sound of water splashed.

The figure who couldn't get idle around finally got idle - the man called Jiang Yucheng finally stopped his behavior of disrupting the peace of the hot spring... He stopped, grabbed the wooden basin floating on the hot spring, took out the iced porcelain wine bottle from it, and tilted his head to drink: "Why am I scum?"

Jiang Yucheng stood in the middle of the hot spring pool, looking at his height that was comparable to that of Zhouchuan, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, which were no less handsome than Zhouchuan, but because he was a little older, his outline was clearer and more mature.

Compared to Zhou Chuan's somewhat mean and fierce look when he was not talking, Jiang Yuchengshi had a approachable and kind face: when he didn't talk, he raised his eyes and the corners of his lips naturally curled into a curve that seemed to be smiling...

At this moment, he looked at the man leaning against the hot spring pool and playing with his cell phone with a towel on his head—

"Your ten-year fans are heartbroken." As if he was used to being looked at by him with such confusing and kind eyes, Zhou Chuan was still unmoved, and even looked even more mean and cool when he spoke again, "If Mr. L appeared half an hour later, you could hear your ten-year fans crying and howling... Ten-year fans, a girl, using this time to find a man to fall in love, now my son should be good at it. Jiang Yucheng, won't your conscience hurt?"

"I have no conscience."

“…”

"Just like you."

"Talk well." Zhou Chuan pulled off the white towel on his head and threw it at Jiang Yucheng's face.

Jiang Yucheng put the porcelain wine bottle in his hand to the edge of the pond, accurately caught the towel thrown by Zhouchuan, threw it into the wooden basin in front of him and pushed it away, and at the same time raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhouchuan: "It's not like Zhouchuan, who is at its peak, "The Lost Amusement Park" is my only work in the past two years. If it doesn't sell well, I will fall from the clouds and be ridiculed by everyone - I try my best to build momentum for it and gain a foothold. What's wrong with me?"
To be continued...