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What is the so-called enemy?

——Falling in love and killing each other?

Summing up the experience, Mo Guangxia felt that this answer was not enough.

Revised version: The so-called enemy means that whether you love each other or kill each other, you have nothing to do with each other.

He had met one before - Xiao Chengzhuo.

Right now, he is still in his life, and he can't be driven away.

The problem is that since he has resigned himself to his fate, God should also be sympathetic to his difficulties, so stop playing with him!

God you are a profiteer!Wealthy Aventure is on sale in limited quantities, so why do you buy one get one free? !

Distraughtly, he crumbled into balls the sea of ​​someone's bright smile on the new book project in front of him, and exhausted his strength a little masochistically, even the knuckles of his fingers were turning white.

It's a pity that the reality of being sent to work can't be thrown into the wastebasket together...

The youngest best-selling author in history is amazing, right?Putting on such a "pretend to be X" pose, do you have to show that you are the most handsome among the people who publish books?

That's right, the resentment of a certain divine beast at this time refers to his second enemy in life.It is said that this person is called "Chen Guang".

Edinburgh Royal College of Literature and Art History and Comparative Literature double master's degree, has published seven works with different styles and themes, several translations, with a cumulative circulation of nearly [-] million copies, and is known as the spiritual leader of the cultural movement in the new century...Future Nobel Literature A strong contender for the award?

In fact, these sensational resumes and glittering titles are not the point.

The point is, Chen Guang is handsome, young and talented.

If it is necessary to add a definition to these attributes... Mo Guangxia thought about it for a while, and finally came up with a word that he thought was appropriate - tragic.

In addition, this master of all kinds of "tragedies" is also very good at making amazing words.

"There is nothing wrong with liking a man, but liking a man does not mean that you have lost your responsibility. Transfer the pressure of public opinion on you to a marriage, and hurt an innocent woman in this way. I wish you not only have erectile dysfunction against the opposite sex, but also in the future. Same-sex incompetence."

The above is his answer to a gay man's painful confusion about his current marriage when he participated in a radio program.

Because the show was a live broadcast, the director didn't have time to shout "CUT", so this sharp point of view was transmitted through the camera to the ears of every stunned audience.

What was more flamboyant than the content of the conversation was the smile on Chen Guang's face.The arc of the corner of the mouth lasted for so long, as if it was hung there from birth, the man threw away the microphone in his hand, and said to every audience behind the camera: "Okay, come here, let's all go wash up and sleep .”

Mo Guangxia remembered that he was sitting on the sofa at that time, and when he saw this, he wanted to throw the remote control in his hand onto the LCD screen.

MD, there is a sky beyond the sky, how can there be someone in this world who lives more arrogantly than himself!

What's even more surprising is that Chen Guang quickly captured a large number of female fans because of the words of safeguarding women's rights.In just three months, the number of readers' clubs has surpassed that of super idol bands.

To sum up, when this super idol writer who is both beautiful, talented and thoughtful came to Mo Guangxia's publishing house to discuss the publishing plan of his new book, everyone in the company felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Even the editor-in-chief, who is domineering on weekdays, came out to serve tea and water in person. Looking at it from a distance, Mo Guangxia didn't think it was very fresh.

Each of Chen Guang's books has a first printing of 100 million copies, and if he can get the job of editor, he will naturally make a lot of money.

All the editors and editors in the publishing group were secretly fighting over this matter, and only one person stayed out of it.

So what if he is a super idol writer?Let him nod and bow before a peer?Young Master Mo is not short of money!

Busy with the affairs in hand, he casually glanced at the young man in the crowd who looked like a star.

Leaning on the sofa, the high-quality white shirt made him look slender and handsome.A face with a high exposure rate in the streets and alleys, with the arrogance seen in that episode of the show.

The answer to this kind of question raised by the crowd around him is extremely concise, occasionally frowning and occasionally smiling, but generally speaking, the range of expression changes is not large, revealing a rebellious indifference from the bottom of his bones.

"Singles are rich and talented - diamond-level single nobles." He remembered the latest interview he saw in the newspaper yesterday morning.

The description "diamond" made Mo Guangxia curl his lips mockingly.

"For the serialization plan of the new book, what are your own ideas?" The editor-in-chief sat across from Chen Guang, tentatively probing.

"It's nothing, those framed promotions are just floating clouds, I think the real gold is only my words." Smiling and looking at the editor-in-chief, Mr. "Diamond"'s voice was calm and unwavering.

"Then if you have any new ideas, please let us know at any time." The requirement was too loose, which made the editor-in-chief a little at a loss, "We will try our best to cooperate, as long as..."

Waving his hand, "Diamond" cast a "wait a minute" look, "I hate explaining my ideas to others over and over again, so my only request is to select an editor in charge of the entire planning process on the spot. Once Selected, no substitutions in the middle."

Ahh... here comes the important point.

Mo Guangxia squinted his eyes, and glanced at the colleagues from the publishing house surrounded by "Diamond" one by one, and instantly imagined the cold and violent scene of first recommending himself, then slandering each other, and finally quarreling with each other.

"Is the editor in charge... In addition to strong work ability, it is easier to communicate when you are younger... Oh, by the way, it's better to be a perfectionist like me."

While thinking wildly, I suddenly heard Chen Guang say this.

"Uh...can you find an editor that meets your requirements..." The editor-in-chief was a little embarrassed, "I'm afraid it's not easy to find..."

"Your company is also a well-known publishing organization in China, and it is said that it also produces a large number of talents. Is it true that there are no outstanding editors?"

Chen Guang was persuasive, his eyes wandered for a week, and he inadvertently fixed on Mo Guangxia who was outside the crowd.

"..."

In an instant, a certain person only felt that the golden wind covered his face and thousands of arrows pierced his body.

"Xiao Mo..." Many female colleagues complained with tears in their eyes.

"Xiao Mo..." The editor-in-chief stared affectionately at the savior.

Tsk, no way.

Calm...calm...it's work.

After closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths, Mo Guangxia slowly stood up from the chair.

"Okay, I'll take it."

"Xiao Mo! ~Long live!~" All the colleagues hugged each other excitedly.

Ugh……

Mo Guangxia looked down at his watch with complicated emotions, "It's almost time, I have to stop by the printing factory, sorry everyone, I'm leaving first."

After finishing talking, organize the documents on the desktop, turn off the computer, and turn out of his desk.

"Don't edit, just stop."

He heard Chen Guang's smiling voice.

Mo Guangxia stopped and turned around, frowning slightly.

"Excuse me, Mr. Chenguang, is there something wrong?"

Standing up in a leisurely manner, Chen Guang stepped out of the crowd around him, and handed over a business card with a chuckle, "There is my contact information on it, since you are my editor in charge, I think you will always need it."

That's right, but he was negligent.Mo Guangxia frowned, took a slow breath, and reached out to pick it up, "Thank you for reminding me."

But Chen Guang didn't mean to give it to him at all.Taking another step forward, he picked up the piece of paper with his slender fingers and gently inserted it into his jacket pocket.

Slightly lowering his head, the man's lips almost touched his ear temples, "Put it away, don't lose it."

The hot and humid air made Mo Guangxia's whole body tremble, his hair stood on end, and he couldn't help staring at the handsome and charming face in front of him in amazement.

From the same distance, the other party was also looking at his delicate and handsome face, "As a person who spends all day buried in boring manuscripts and dealing with unrealistic stories...you are really beautiful... ..."

"Hehe..." Looking at the other party without hesitation for a moment, the anger on Mo Guangxia's face slowly turned into a faint smile, "Using 'beautiful' to describe a man, um... Mr. Chen Guang's rhetoric is really true. Extraordinary."

Without waiting for the man to speak again, he took a step back and bowed slightly in greeting, "Let me take my leave first, and I am looking forward to your new work."

"Walk slowly."

Watching him go away, Chen Guang raised his eyebrows with interest.

One thing that authors all over the world will do is to delay their manuscripts!

The length of the delay, the degree of madness, and the severity of the damage depend entirely on the popularity of the author.

The momentum has been built, the publicity funds have been invested, and the enthusiasm of readers is increasing as the time for the new serial to be launched is approaching.

A certain person was sitting on a chair, holding a business card in his hand, his limbs were weak from anger.

A month ago, MSN.

"Chenguang, how is the new serialization going?"

"Oh, it's going well, I'm thinking about the ending."

Three weeks ago, MSN.

"Chenguang, send it to me when you finish writing it, it's also convenient for us to edit the version."

"Oh, good. The climax in the middle is a bit unnatural, I'll polish it up and send it to you."

Ten days ago, MSN.

"Chen Guang, please submit the manuscript as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will not be in time for publication and printing."

"I've already written the beginning, take a look, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Mo Guangxia clicked on the attachment sent by the other party, looking at the short [-]-word manuscript, he could only look up to the sky and sigh.

Brother, you are worthy of being an idol!

The writer who writes less and less, looking at ancient and modern China and abroad, I am afraid that Chenguang is the only one...

Another three days later, this super idol writer actually disappeared from the world.

No one replied to the email, MSN was not online, and no one answered the phone.

Seeing that the deadline for the first issue of the serial is approaching, the entire publishing house is in a state of rampage in the early stage of "pulling the skylight".

Even the editor-in-chief couldn't help throwing away his cultured cloak and yelling:

"Chenguang! This liar and scoundrel has been upgraded to a third level! Damn, I called him five days ago and told him that I was about to board the plane. I will talk about it later. Five days have passed in a blink of an eye, and the message on the phone is still 'boarding'! You can go around The earth is one week!!!”

"White terror" permeates, and Mo Guangxia, who is the editor in charge, will inevitably be angered.

The editor-in-chief Chen Guang drank his tea breathlessly, wiped his mouth and pointed the finger of criticism at him, "Mo Guangxia! As the editor-in-chief, if you don't urge the responsible writer to submit the manuscript as soon as possible, it's a good thing now, everyone has lost sight of it." Let me tell you, if the serialization of this issue is pulled, the publishing house will be ashamed, and your father is the emperor, so you pack up and get out of here!!!"

Mo Guangxia was deflated, and his breath stagnated in his chest.I don't know what to eat, but I don't know how to sleep.

If this continues, the future is really uncertain...

In the silent late night, the moonlight outside the window was faint, and someone who was tossing and turning was panicked by such knowledge, and was eager to find someone to talk to.

"Hey, hello, hello!" He stretched out his hand and pushed the sleeping man beside him, "Wake up..."

The man with a long breath frowned, and gave a lazily "hmm" in response.

"MD, Xiao Chengzhuo. Don't just fall asleep when I'm finished." In anger, shoving turned into slapping.

"...Huh?...What's wrong?" The man finally opened his sleepy eyes.

"Can't sleep, get up and chat with me."

Mo Guangxia sat up from the quilt, grabbed the shirt on the edge of the bed and draped it over his shoulders.

"Compared with words, I prefer to express my love with actions..." The man's voice was even more ambiguous because it was stuffed between the pillows.

"Don't be kidding, I'm serious..." Resting his chin on his knee worriedly, a certain beast looked worried, "I don't have much time..."

"What?" The man beside him sat up straight, reached out and pulled his shoulders to make him face himself, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"What should I do? Chen Guang's manuscript has not been released yet, and there are only five days left before the deadline..."

"You..." Xiao Chengzhuo held his forehead, feeling that he had really convinced him, "I don't think you're tired enough tonight if you stay awake most of the night and still think about work."

"How can I sleep? If I can't find Chen Guang again, I'm really going to lose my job." Someone was still muttering to himself.

"Can you stop thinking about that time in the middle of the night? It seems that I have to work harder, so that you can't think of other men..." Pulling off the shirt and grabbing his bare shoulders, the man stubbornly poured out his dissatisfaction , licking his earlobe unsteadily, "...if you are unemployed, you will be unemployed. Just stay at home and be 'Mrs. Xiao'. Are you afraid that I can't support you?"

Immersed in his own thoughts, Mo Guangxia instinctively raised his head to respond to the successive kisses.It wasn't until he heard the last sentence that his empty eyes focused instantly.

Gritting his teeth, he kicked the man who was busy planting some kind of fruit off the bed, and he narrowed his eyes coldly.

"Xiao Chengzhuo, it's not your turn to raise my young master! Next time I hear such bastard words, I won't be able to climb into my bed for the rest of my life!"

Xiao Chengzhuo propped himself up from the side of the bed in pain, his face still had that calm look on his face, "...Sorry, it seems that you are sleeping in my bed..."

As a man, his self-esteem suffered repeated blows, and Mo Guangxia almost broke his eight front teeth.

If you don't establish a little prestige, one or two will take him as a tiger as Hello Kitty.

As the saying goes, one must first settle down in order to fight against the outside world, so he pulled the man beside the bed back to the bed.

Before the other party had time to react, he sealed the mouth that always made him angry.

Exercising all his strength, he brutally ravaged those two thin lips. (The detailed process was automatically blocked by the author because it was very pornographic and violent...)