When Zhong Yunqing came out of Yanjing Railway Station, directly opposite the most conspicuous exit, he saw a young girl in her mid-twenties with short shoulder-length hair, a tall figure, wearing a hip-hugging skirt and a white shirt.
She was holding a sign with the words "Zhong Yunqing" written on it and looking around at the crowd leaving the station.
She has actually seen Zhong Yunqing's photo. When signing the contract, Zhong Yunqing sent a printout of his ID card photo. But to be honest, there is still a slight discrepancy between the ID photo and himself.
In order not to make the other party wait any longer, Zhong Yunqing walked forward and said first when she was about two meters away: "Hello, I am Zhong Yunqing."
The other party obviously didn't expect that a novel writer could be such a handsome guy. (This is true, there are really not many handsome novel writers I know!) He stared at him blankly and was stunned for several seconds.
But after all, this girl is a veteran in the workplace who has been working for several years. She quickly realized her gaffe and immediately reached out to Zhong Yunqing:
"Oh, oh, hello, I'm He Guoting, your editor."
The two shook hands briefly, and Zhong Yunqing smiled and said to her: "I'm sorry to trouble you this time, come and pick me up in person."
The girl in charge of the editor also smiled generously and responded in a half-joking tone:
"It's okay. You don't have to be so polite. We are now grasshoppers on the same rope. We both prosper and suffer."
After saying that, she probably felt that chatting like this was a bit too boring, so she stuck out her tongue and said with a smile again:
"Actually, I still like to call you Da Zongzi. It makes you feel closer and less restrictive. By the way, I just booked you a hotel room near the company, which will also make it easier for you to travel tomorrow."
This arrangement is quite good. Zhong Yunqing is new here and can live directly near the company, which is indeed more convenient.
"Okay, thank you."
The other party waved his thanks and then changed the subject:
"Actually, two books on our website have been chosen by publishers this time. But the difference is that the other book was completed with more than 300,000 words, while your book with more than 300,000 words only entered a small part of the plot!"
Zhong Yunqing was indeed interested in this, and he asked:
"Another book? What's it called?"
"It seems to be called "Tianpeng Zongheng". I'm not his editor, so I'm not very familiar with it."
"Tianpeng Zongheng... hmm? This name is a bit familiar. Do you know the author's name?"
"This is easy to remember, it's called wandering haha!" (The author who wrote this ancient god doesn't know if it will be harmonized, so I'll use the homophony)
As soon as she mentioned the author's pen name, Zhong Yunqing immediately remembered it.
Isn’t this person the giant toad who will be called “the most willing to support new people on Zhihu” and “the one who likes to make money the most” by the majority of street writers in later generations?
Hey, I didn’t expect that I would actually grow up with the giant toad, which is kind of interesting.
"Oh, it turns out it's him! I've read his novels before, and the fairy tale books written by this guy are quite creative. I hope I can get to know him if I have the opportunity in the future."
As soon as Zhong Yunqing finished speaking, He Guoting beside him chuckled and continued:
"Then don't wait until tomorrow. You will have a chance tomorrow, because tomorrow the publishing house will have an appointment with you two at the same time."
After replying this sentence, the editor-in-charge stopped talking. She bit the corner of her mouth gently, and then continued:
"How about I treat you to a meal first? I know there are many delicious places in Yanjing. You are new here. As a local native, I should treat you well during your trip."
A beautiful woman invites her, and the two of them have a working relationship. According to normal logic, Zhong Yunqing should not refuse under any circumstances.
But, well, this guy is still thinking about his first meal in Yanjing. No, I should say the first meal he had with his sister. No matter what, it should be Sisi! He was a stranger when he first came here.
It feels a little weird to have a meal with girls.
So he smiled at the other party and declined in a somewhat apologetic tone:
"Forget it for today. I took the train for more than ten hours today. I can't eat anything now. I just want to catch up on some sleep. Otherwise, I'll treat you when the contract is over!"
At this point, Zhong Yunqing really didn't deliberately lie to her, but really felt that she was tired from traveling and traveling, and just wanted to have a good sleep first.
Of course, this reason is quite sufficient. He Guoting did not continue to say any more polite words, and smiled and replied:
"Okay, then I'll take you to the hotel first, and then go back to work. You can have a good rest today, and I'll pick you up tomorrow morning before I go to work, and we'll go to the company together."
Zhong Yun was not familiar with Yanjing, so of course he would not refuse the other party's proposal.
"Okay, I'll trouble you then."
"You're welcome, of course. Then let's go."
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After sleeping until about ten o'clock in the evening, Zhong Yunqing woke up from hunger. Fortunately, He Guoting booked him a three-star hotel, and the guest room had a dedicated phone line where he could directly call the meal ordering service.
He casually ordered a midnight snack from the hotel kitchen and got up to wash up.
Then I simply dealt with the protests from my stomach, took a shower, and lay on the bed thinking about strangers, ah, this is life.
However, isn’t there a saying that says: keep warm and think about silver...
After all, he had had several girlfriends in his previous life, and he knew the taste from the marrow. Now his body is that of a twenty-something year old, and he was thinking about how strong the "life force" and needs in his body are. People who have lived there should
It’s all self-explanatory!
So in the dead of night, he missed Liu Sisi's girl more and more! After all, the two of them were in the same city now. The closer they were, the more they missed her!
Of course, as soon as this thought came up, he forcibly killed it: "Zhong Yunqing, Zhong Yunqing, you have to remember! She is still a child! Just be a human being!"
However, no matter how much you "condemn" yourself in your conscience, it certainly cannot change the "honesty" of your body.
He took a deep breath to divert his attention. He looked at his watch, it was now eleven o'clock in the evening.
"It seems like it's not too late. The girl must not be asleep yet, right?"
He originally wanted to contact her after signing the book contract. But since he misses her so much, there is no need to control it! After being reborn, it is better to be casual.
Zhong Yunqing didn't hesitate anymore. He walked to the cabinet and took the notebook he carried with him. He lay on the bed and logged into QQ, and sent a message to that girl:
"Sisi, are you asleep?"
As for Liu Sisi, of course it is impossible to go to bed so early. She just bought a bicycle this afternoon and has just returned from learning how to ride a bicycle on the school playground.
It can be seen that she was very happy to learn. When she talked about it with her roommates, the dimples on her face were clearly visible when she smiled.
However, she is also an Internet-addicted girl. The first thing she does after returning to the dormitory is to turn on the computer.
After hearing the QQ message and seeing the message sent by Zhong Yunqing, she smiled and replied:
"Not yet. I was just learning to ride a bicycle. Now I'm going to read the book. Have you uploaded the new chapter?"
Her reply made Zhong Yunqing smile easily.
"Well, three chapters have been sent." After saying this, he hesitated for a moment, thought about it and sent it:
"Sisi, I'm coming to Yanjing."
"Huh?" The girl was obviously shocked by this change of topic.
However, Zhong Yunqing explained quickly:
"I have to sign a publishing contract tomorrow. Let me tell you, my novel has been spotted by the publishing house and is ready to be serialized!"
"Wow⊙?⊙!"
This time the girl only replied with one word, but unlike before, this time there was an exclamation mark, followed by a series of exclamation expressions.
At this point, Zhong Yunqing no longer intends to go around in circles, he wants to get straight to the point and point out the theme!
"Sisi..."
"Um?"
"Tomorrow after I sign the contract, let's have dinner together. I'll treat you."
But not long after his message was sent, the girl responded instantly:
"Not tomorrow, we have evening classes tomorrow."
The moment Zhong Yunqing read this message, he suddenly felt a little disappointed. It's not like he had never attended evening classes at the university. They only started at eight or nine in the evening. There was a gap of two or three hours in between, and there was still time for a meal.
More than enough.
He felt that this was Sisi's disguised refusal to get too close to him. At this moment, his sense of accomplishment in the field of online novels and all the joy of publishing a book disappeared at this moment.
.
As a result, he was disappointed for less than ten seconds, and this girl sent another message:
"The day after tomorrow. We will finish class at 4:30 pm the day after tomorrow. We will contact you then."
Then Sisi thought about it and realized that the only way to contact the two of them was QQ, which was a bit inconvenient. So she bit her lip and then sent a series of numbers:
"...This is my mobile phone number. You can call me at the entrance of the North Dance School at six o'clock the day after tomorrow. There is a good hot pot restaurant nearby. We usually like to improve our food here when we get tired of eating in the cafeteria..."
As soon as Sisi sent this news, things took a turn for the worse!
Zhong Yunqing looked at her new reply, and his solemn expression relaxed instantly. To be honest, his mood at this time was like riding a roller coaster, the feeling of returning from hell to heaven again!
I was in a good mood and coded a sentence to reply:
"Well, okay, then the day after tomorrow..."
The news was sent out, like a breeze blowing by. Zhong Yunqing felt that at this moment, the air seemed to be much sweeter than before.