Make a big death without sticking to small details

Signing application: Your article "On the One Hundred Kinds of Self-cultivation of Cannon Fodder" was rejected by the editor in charge.

Editor's message: Chiro: It is a pity that your article has not yet met the signing requirements, and there is still a lot of room for improvement. I hope you will continue to work hard!

Exactly the same words!Qi Li really wanted to make a direct phone call and scold him head and face.

Actually said that my writing still has a lot of room for improvement?Is Gu Jun blind?Retire if you are blind and let your eyes be bright!

Qi Li was so angry that he couldn't find a place to vent it. Once he saw people in the bar saying that he would take the curve to save the country. He was so contemptuous that he couldn't beat him to death. He signed Kexuan!Now looking at the three-figure savings, he suddenly felt that a man can sing and straight, maybe he can sing a song.

There was a knock on the door, and Mo Xiao asked outside if he wanted to go out for dinner together.

He responded, packed up his emotions, quickly dressed, and when he went out, Mo Xiao had already driven out the car.

Qi Li hurriedly sat on it, chattering so much that he was rejected for signing the contract, and greeted Qianrou's ancestors by the way.

He only tried the visa the night before, and was rejected on the third day, and the King of Hades didn't take the judge so quickly.

Mo Xiao was just right to show surprise, and comforted in a warm voice: "It seems that the rumor that Qianrou is in a bad mood these days is true."

Qi Li rolled his eyes and thought to himself, he has a stern face all day long, and one day he will be in a better mood.

Dare to wait until he is in a good mood before signing the contract?

Get lost!

Mo Xiao found a Japanese restaurant, and ordered Qi Li as usual after being seated.

Qi Li neatly praised him from head to toe, flipped through the book and ordered a few favorites for both of them. At this moment, something went wrong in the design of the Japanese restaurant.

Since the restaurant compartments are made of wood and covered by screens, if the people in the compartments do not deliberately cover up, the voices of the people speaking will be heard clearly by the side.

Coincidentally, when I heard this pleasantly, the two people next to me seemed to happen to be the staff of Weiyu Wencheng.

And at this time, they happened to be talking about Gu Jun.

"Hey, look at the post quickly, someone posted a photo, Gu Jun's facial paralysis seems to have opened up."

Gu Jun, this stone can also be awakened?Could it be a fake?

With this curiosity, Qi Li also clicked on Weiyu Wencheng's forum, and saw it at a glance - that post was swiped to the first page.

In the picture, there is a young man nestled in Gu Jun's arms. Since the camera is a bit off-centered, he can't see the boy's face clearly, but Gu Jun is easy to recognize. He is facing the camera with a... Some doting smile?

Qi Li got goose bumps all over his body.

But no matter how he looked at the boy, he felt familiar, probably the little boy had similarities.

Mo Xiao happened to hear it too, and leaned over to take a look, her eyes were mysterious and unpredictable, she only showed it for a moment, then covered it up, and said with a smile: "It's probably a posing or a P, I haven't heard that he likes men, It's probably out of the reader's bad taste."

He nodded, and said: "It looks like a bad boy at first glance. Since the picture has been released, it doesn't necessarily have to be groundless. Maybe editor Qianlu just likes this kind of stuff."

After all, the pampering on that paralyzed face cannot be revealed.

Qi Li turned off his phone and put it aside, waiting for the food to be served.If he was willing to read the comments on the post in this spare time, he would probably vomit blood from anger.

In the post, it was said that the young man was very similar to the dead Ganda, and there was an idle writer who started to write about his and Gu Jun's life-and-death abuse-relationship!

Even he himself didn't recognize who it was. I really don't know if this group of people went to the Taishang Laojun's furnace to remake them, and they developed a pair of "golden eyes".

Although he didn't read the comments, it seemed like God wouldn't let him go. As soon as he finished his sentence, he looked like a little boy, and the person in the next cubicle answered: "This person really seems to be a big deal."

Who are you calling a jerk!

Qi Li kicked open the door and wanted to talk to the people next to him, but it happened that the food was on the table, he was so confused that he looked at the food, then at the screen opposite, and finally let them go for the sake of the food.

Mo Xiao smiled and picked up some food for him, and asked, "What's the matter? You went out suddenly and came back again?"

"It's okay." Qi Li was so depressed that he ate his meal, feeling like a dumb man who couldn't tell if he was suffering from eating Coptis chinensis.

Mo Xiao always sleeps without eating or drinking, and Qi Li doesn't want to talk, listening to the vast mountains and seas on the opposite side makes it even more embarrassingly quiet on their side.

After finishing his stomach in a moment of silence, Mo Xiao took him to the mall to buy some daily necessities. Qi Li was still a little hesitant, after all, he was so poor now that he couldn't afford the expensive ones, but when he saw Mo Xiao He felt relieved when he took out his wallet.

Take a small notebook and write down this account first, and when I get ahead, I will never forget the old kindness!

The two of them carried large and small packages to the rear compartment. Mo Xiao suddenly stopped and looked in a certain direction. Qi Li followed his line of sight and his face darkened.

A sports car was parked not far from them. A handsome man in a casual suit and a long coat was lazily leaning on the sports car. His straight and slender thighs and his thin waist created a visual conflict. The little girl next to him was about to have nosebleeds, but his eyes were as cold as ice, making people afraid to strike up a conversation.

As if sensing that someone was looking at him with teeth itching with hatred, he turned his head and looked over with contemptuous eyes.

Qi Li's teeth became more itchy.

But he got into the car as early as he saw it, and left the world to the big boss in the literary circle and the editor who covered the sky with his hands, so he, a little transparent, would not get involved.

Gu Jun raised his steps, walked over condescendingly, and glanced at the people sitting in the car by the way, Mo Xiao quietly blocked his sight: "What a coincidence, I haven't seen you for a long time, why don't you seem to be in good spirits?" very good?"

"You don't seem to want to see me very much." Gu Jun sneered, and only when he got closer did he notice an indelible fatigue lingering on his brows.

Mo Xiao's expression didn't change, she was gentle and elegant: "Where is it? It's just a little accidental. I heard that Editor Gu has moved his heart recently. Why didn't he spend more time with his lover?"

Gu Jun's expression turned colder, but Mo Xiao seemed to have a problem with his eyes, and he still smiled like a spring breeze.

"It's not as good as you, is this raising someone in your own home?" He always spoke meanly, as if he had a knife in his mouth.

Fortunately, Qi Li couldn't hear it while sitting in the car, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get angry and see blood.

On the contrary, Mo Xiao seemed to have heard some joke, and took a deep look at Gu Jun: "It's just a friend, why do you think so? Could it be..."

It's just that the latter words ended in Gu Jun's murderous eyes.

Mo Xiao's eyes finally returned to normal. For the sake of his own life, he should be cautious in his words and deeds. He smiled lightly and found a step for himself: "Could it be that you also want to imitate Jinwu Zangjiao?"

"It's just rumors and gossip. Does someone as smart as Xiaoda really believe it?" He frowned, his heart wandering -- for some reason, the person in the car seemed to have some gravitational attraction, which made him want to take a look.

"If it would make me happier to believe it, I'd rather be a fool to believe it once." He leaned back and blocked the window completely.

Gu Jun didn't even bother to put on a little extra pretense, the air around him almost froze, and it was frosty.

"If I have nothing else to do, I'll leave first. I still have to code when I go back. I'll make an appointment next time." Mo Xiao opened the car door and waved her hand. When she was about to close the door, she suddenly said: "By the way, if Gu Bian is free, You can take a closer look at the newcomers who have been approved recently, maybe you can see a good seed."

The car started and drove away, and his heart seemed to follow suit, empty, and this inexplicable feeling made people extremely irritable.

He didn't wait for his blind date in the shopping mall, and drove to the gym. Every time he was in a bad mood, he would go to the gym to excrete the negative emotions through sweat.

But this Mo Xiao was proud of the spring breeze, turned his head and glanced at Qi Li, he was nestling in the back seat playing with his mobile phone, the bright screen shone on his slightly immature face, giving him a sense of peace.

It's just that the premise for this feeling to exist is that Qi Li doesn't speak.

"I don't think this boss looks like someone who fell in love, but like a dead wife. I don't think about signing with him anymore."

"Oh? Are you planning to change the theme?" Seeing him put the blanket on his body, Mo Xiao raised the temperature.

Qi Li smiled wickedly, raised his phone, and said, "I hooked up with the editor of the Xianxia Group. I heard that she is a pretty girl. I have more motivation to code under her."

"Did you message me back?"

"Not yet, but there are more bright-eyed than blind people in this world." His face was glowing with excitement, and his flushed appearance was very gratifying.

Mo Xiao smiled lightly: "Indeed."

After a few days, the editor of the Xianxia at Qili's short website never responded to the message, which made him start to reflect on whether he forgot to include his talent when he passed through his soul.

But fortunately, when he was visiting the Weiyu Wencheng bar, he saw that there was no news of the friends who had signed visas at the same time as him, and his uneasy heart finally calmed down.

This is really a good place, a group of people who share the same illness hug each other to keep warm, it's really fragrant.

Think of it as a collective holiday for the staff of Weiyu Wencheng.

Affected by the tense atmosphere of the Weiyu Wencheng Bar, he personally experienced the mood of ancient candidates waiting for the results to be announced.

About a few days later, the more Qi Li became Buddhist, the more he missed saying oh Amitabha.

When I was typing this day, the small envelope finally jumped out. It was sent by that beautiful girl of Xianxia. Mr. Lang, looking forward to and apprehensive, withdrawn and eager.

After clicking...

Luo Xue: "I'm sorry, I quite like your article, but the editor-in-chief won't let me pass you by, he doesn't like your style..."

Grass?

Under the red hijab is an ugly girl?

"He doesn't like it? Readers like it is king! Why delay me because he doesn't like it!" Qi Li sent it out indignantly.

Probably there is no little transparency who hasn't signed a contract yet, dare to talk to the editor like this, but fortunately, this Luoxue girl is not only beautiful but also kind-hearted, and she is not annoyed at all. It’s like, it’s the editor-in-chief’s bad luck, I can’t say too many, otherwise you can add me on QQ: ######, I’ll take care of you on the list.”

Qi Li couldn't get angry at a little girl, so he added the other party's QQ and said something absent-mindedly, and began to think about changing the website.

But before changing the website, he has to die!

He couldn't swallow this breath without dying, and if he couldn't swallow it, he wouldn't be able to eat or sleep well, so he had to die!

After discussing the importance of dying, inspiration popped up in my mind.He laughed viciously, and it happened that his skin was too pale, and he looked like a devil under the light of the computer screen.

Now that the updated article has been written to the second half, he immediately opened this hole after speeding up and finishing it, feeling elated.

If you don't stay here, you have your own place to stay. I still don't want to sign if you beg me!

At this moment, the phone rang, and it was one of the three people in the phone book of the original owner.

The author has something to say:

Guess who is calling, guess right and win a prize!

In fact, the original owner is also a person with a story.

I will talk about it later

But we have to get this couple together now~

There is something to say here, there is a loophole, please change it

Thanks to Mrs. Wenjiu of Tuhua Paradise for the avatar, column and cover, love

Thanks to Tuhua Paradise who helped to make the cover for free, recommend it~

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