The male protagonist tricked me

The sky over the city was an unpleasant gray.

The crowds of people going to work fluctuated and overlapped, beating the station wave after wave like ocean waves.

Everyone was in a hurry, looking down at their toes, no one stopped, no one glanced at the sky.

When Song Ao got off the airport bus with his suitcase, what he saw was this very familiar scene.

However, on this day, instead of merging into the vast sea of ​​people, he stopped and looked up at the dark cloud-covered sky.

As if sensing his gaze, the thick clouds opened a gap, and above the sky, the bright sunlight slanted down through this tiny gap, casting an arc of light in the air.

Song Ao smiled, pushed the suitcase and walked into the office building.

However, compared to Song Ao's calmness and calmness, the whole office is in chaos at this moment, with keyboards being tapped at high speed, and the whole thing is flying around.

As for why it turned into such a mess... Song Ao knew it very well.

Sure enough, the frowning female colleague found him as if she had found a savior, and immediately stepped forward to stop him, and then dragged him to the editor's office, "Song Ao, let me tell you! It's over! Oh, I don't know What's going on, nothing happened obviously, why did Xingchen Dahai suddenly announce that you were going to abandon the pit after you went out for a trip for two days?! You two didn't have any conflicts, did you? I sent him a message and didn't reply Me, I just announced that I will abandon the pit without writing, and leave such annoying words, who is willing to listen to it? Walk around, let me tell you, be careful, the editor-in-chief has a heart attack in the office I'm almost committing a crime, and I might scold you when I prepare the lines later."

Confused by the anxious babble of female colleagues, Song Ao simply smiled, "Don't worry, it's fine, don't worry, I'll talk to the editor-in-chief."

Seeing Song Ao's calm expression, the anxious female colleague seemed to have calmed down gradually. She waved her hand, sat back on her desk, and exhaled, "It's mainly this... After all, you During the time I went out to rest, I was the one who supported your work, and when something like this suddenly happened, I was also worried..."

"It's okay, it's not your problem." Song Ao comforted her, "During this time, Xingchen Dahai has been in touch with me. On the one hand, he is indeed going back to inherit tens of millions of inheritance, and on the other hand, he really can't write any more. I am very aware of the situation, and I have already discussed the solution with him, so you don't have to worry too much."

The female colleague looked at Song Ao in surprise.

Why does she always feel that Song Ao, who came back from the tour, is still the same as before, amiable and soft-spoken, but he is completely, completely different?

Without waiting for the female colleague to ask his doubts, Song Ao put the suitcase on the ground and opened it, and took out an exquisite small gift box from it, "I'm really sorry for the phone call that night. I'm afraid it won't be easy to store, so I bought a dessert in the end, I hope you don't mind."

"Ah..." The female colleague looked at Song Ao in a daze as he put an exquisite little gift box on her desk, she couldn't hide her surprised expression at all.

Soon, the intuition belonging to the editor caused a small light bulb to light up in her heart, and she asked a little tentatively, "God, Song Ao... Although you have always been a good person, you have never been so caring. How should you be?" Could it be...in love? Are you learning how to please people and make them happy?"

Song Ao's movements paused slightly, he didn't expect a female colleague to say such a wonderful metaphor.

But thinking about it carefully, what she said was quite right.

So Song Ao simply nodded, "Yes, you guessed it right."

"Ah?! Really!? Who is it..." The female colleague couldn't help but exclaimed, but Song Ao made a silent gesture and quickly covered her mouth.

Although Song Ao is the editor of Xingchenhaihai, he is the one who needs to be responsible for this, but after all, everyone is a colleague of the same company. Some readers are also afraid that their own author will suddenly "run away", and they are also enthusiastically watching the matter in the reader group, which makes all the editors overwhelmed at this time. It is naturally not good to disturb everyone at this time.

Song Ao smiled slightly, pointed to the small gift box on the desk of the female colleague, and then pointed to the direction of the editor-in-chief's office.

The female colleague was suddenly still scratching her head with curiosity, but she also knew that the matter was important at the moment, and besides, Song Ao had already bribed her with a small gift, so she could only pretend to be very unwilling and reluctantly nodded.

Song Ao walked straight to the editor-in-chief's office.

Countless pairs of eyes followed his back, no one spoke in the entire big office, only countless keyboards made crackling sounds at the same time.

And when Song Ao pushed open the door of the editor-in-chief's office and walked in, then closed the door with a bang, the big office immediately exploded.

Several especially gossip editors rushed directly to Song Ao's work station, and surrounded his female colleagues who had the best relationship with him, "Hey, hey, how's it going? Song Ao came back in time, Xing Chen Hai What about the matter?"

"Stop, stop!" The female colleague who was besieged immediately stopped everyone, and then she seized the opportunity to speak, and exhaled: "Just now, time was running out, and I didn't ask much. Song Ao just said that Xingchen Dahai had contact with him. , he knows the plan of Xingchenhaihai, and he will find a way to solve it later."

After taking this reassurance pill, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The editor-in-chief has also liked Song Ao very much for many years. This time, he wanted to use Xing Chen Hai's new book to make Song Ao and Xing Chen Da Hai complement each other to a higher level, but he didn't expect it. I don't know what went wrong in the middle, or Song Ao Having trouble with the stars and the sea, the delivery of the book "The King of the Star Sea" did not follow the normal rhythm at all.

At the regular meeting two days ago, taking advantage of Song Ao's absence, the editor-in-chief took this example as a teaching material, and vowed that when Song Ao came back from vacation, he would personally clean up the ignorant little editor...

The result was good, before he could deal with Song Ao, he was punched hard by reality.

Popular writers in the rising stage update [-] words a day, but they never put it on the shelves and charge no fees. When they write nearly a million words, they suddenly go home and become the rich second generation, abandoning the pit and flashing people...

This is really a story where the author drooled and the editor shed tears.

"Well... I can't say who is the worst." A colleague concluded with concern.

No matter how the gossip in the big office outside continued to spread in full swing, in the editor-in-chief's office at the moment, Song Ao and the editor-in-chief were sitting opposite each other, and the air was quiet and suffocating.

The ashtray on the table was already full of cigarette butts. Judging from the density and quantity, I'm afraid I've smoked more than two packs.

After the two were relatively silent for a while, the editor-in-chief said hoarsely, "Xiao Song..."

Song Ao propped his hands on the table, lightly clasped them, and nodded in response: "You say."

The editor-in-chief took another deep puff of cigarette, and then said: "Xiao Song, this book by Xing Chen Da Hai... has really good grades, so it's really not worthwhile to end it like this, and the plot is now heading towards the final climax. When he wrote it, he should have discussed the outline with you, right, can you write the ending for this book?"

Song Ao: "Yes."

Editor-in-Chief: "I just want you to continue writing... Wait a minute, you just said, okay?"

Maybe it was due to anticipating thousands of reasons and gestures for Song Ao's refusal in advance, the editor-in-chief was even going to subconsciously continue to persuade him, the words had already been spoken, and only then did he realize that Song Ao agreed so simply and directly.

"I mean, write this book to the end...Are you sure? It's not as simple as a week or two at the top, nor is it as simple as ending with a [-]-[-]-word ending..."

"Yes, I know." Song Ao nodded, "I won't let this book end unfinished..." He lowered his eyelashes, with a firm and gentle look in his eyes, "Since we have already achieved this step, of course we will Tell this story well to the end."

The editor-in-chief looked at Song Ao with an incredulous gaze, "Ahem, of course, if you continue to write, the revenue share for subsequent listings will definitely be tilted to your side, and I will let the copyright department discuss it with Xingchenhaihai , it's better to hang his name, so that readers can accept it more..."

"Hang my name." This time, before the editor-in-chief finished speaking, Song Ao interrupted.

The editor-in-chief has worked here for many years. He is a veteran in the company and the most important person in the entire editorial department.

Song Ao has always been gentle and polite. He has outstanding work ability but doesn't like to fight for credit. He has always been the leader's favorite employee.

It was the first time he was interrupted by Song Ao when he was speaking, and the editor-in-chief felt really weird.

The Song Ao in front of him seemed to be a little different from the Song Ao he knew and was familiar with.

The editor-in-chief frowned, "Ahaha, Xiao Song, what are you talking about? Maybe I'm old and my ears are not so good that I can't hear clearly. This... find someone to continue writing the ending. I've never heard of another signature, right? It’s not a high-profile masterpiece. Although I say don’t rush it, but it’s 50 million words. Don’t go online. After all, anyone can do this continuation work, and it’s arranged for you. It's more convenient...you always have to spend money to find someone to write it, so it's better to just give it to you, isn't it?"

In all fairness, what the editor-in-chief said is actually very reasonable, and it can even be said that he is quite considerate of the whole matter.

According to the editor-in-chief's idea, whether it is Xingchenhai, Song Ao, or the company, they can all retreat from the turmoil of this matter, and even steadily eat the bonus of the book "The King of the Star Sea" .

With such good words to persuade him, a sensible child like Song Ao should also know how to measure.

However, what the editor-in-chief didn't expect at all was that Song Ao chuckled and shook his head.

He was not angry, but said in an irresistible tone: "This is not up to you to decide. From now on, this book is my turn to make decisions."

The editor-in-chief frowned, stood up and said displeasedly, "What do you mean?"

Although he likes and takes a fancy to Song Ao on weekdays, Song Ao is his subordinate after all, and a disobedient subordinate is naturally not welcomed by the leader.

However, Song Ao, who had always been taciturn, was not afraid of the editor-in-chief's aura, and stood up slowly.

He didn't feel any displeasure or annoyance at what the editor-in-chief said or did.He even thanked the editor-in-chief for taking care of him at work.

But he was never the "Song Ao" in the editor's eyes.

Now, he who has found everything, he who has found his purpose——it is his turn.

"In short, let me say goodbye to you. I will take care of the matter of the stars, the sea and the book "King of the Star Sea". You won't have any worries about it soon." Song Ao's lips curled up slightly, thinking An almost joyful attitude was speaking to the editor-in-chief.

After saying this, he didn't wait for the editor-in-chief's answer, he just bowed slightly, then turned around and walked out.

The door of the editor-in-chief's office was opened, and Song Ao stepped out, and the editor-in-chief's late roar came from behind: "Song Ao! You don't want to toast or eat fine wine! Don't think that you are the only one who can handle "The Star Sea". King" this book!"

Song Ao's steps didn't even stop at all, he continued to stride forward, but he was thinking in his heart.

I'm Song Ao, of course I don't need to finish the book "The King of the Star Sea". What I want to finish is Jiang Heng, this stinky rock.

Seeing Song Ao walking back to his work station, the few people gathered around him couldn't disperse directly, otherwise it would appear too deliberate, so he had to bite the bullet and chat about some irrelevant topics.

But Song Ao didn't care about them, he turned on the computer, logged into the editing background, and clicked on the management page of "The King of the Star Sea".

Start from the latest chapter, delete all the way forward, and quickly delete the chapter where the two confront each other.

Lush teenagers, good times, they shouldn't have started like this.

It's just that Song Ao didn't press the delete button this time. He clicked into the edit page, deleted the plot, and wrote in the input box: "From the first time I saw Jiang Heng, Song Ao knew that he should be with Jiang Heng." He walks with each other instead of running away, that is their agreement."

The moment the send button was pressed, a white light suddenly flashed across the office.

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and then fell into a moment of confusion.

What were they... just now?

Volume Five Nirvana in the Sea of ​​Heart End

The author has something to say: I am too tired -- I still have to continue to change the locked ones. I will ask for a day off tomorrow. The recovery day is 2th on the 6nd.

Thank you Baiyin for the nutrient solution, give me a hug, thank you

I feel really broken today