editor in chief come after me

"Where did you hear that?" Fu Yao laughed, and looked Zhang Shen up and down, "I didn't expect you to believe this."

Didn't the editor-in-chief say that he is suitable for the entertainment edition?From Fu Yao's point of view, this is not the case. He thinks Zhang Shen is more suitable than him.

Zhang Shen didn't care about Fu Yao's teasing, and still stared at the sentence, "Remember to be careful."

"I must be careful, can't I?"

Fu Yao had no choice but to answer a few words, but still didn't take it to heart, entered through the left ear, and ran out through the right ear as usual.

For more than a week after that, Fu Yao's residence and the newspaper office were on the same line.The workload of the newspaper office is heavy, and he is still exhausted every day, but he is extremely busy.He couldn't see Jiang Yu at the door after get off work, which was enough for him to be excited for a long time.

Another thing is that the editor-in-chief's attitude towards him suddenly returned to the original time.If you ask Fu Yao, what was it like in the beginning?

That's all I can say, the editor-in-chief is the same as before, he doesn't like him anymore.

This has little effect on Fuyao, it is nothing more than the two of them returning to their previous state. He has never had any expectations for the editor-in-chief, so he will not be disappointed at all.

……

Zhang Shen got hot water from the tea room, and was just about to sit down, when he saw Fu Yao staring at the window with a strange expression from the corner of his eyes, Zhang Shen first chose to turn his head and look out the window.

Apart from a few obtrusive buildings, all that could be seen outside the window was the blue sky. Zhang Shen guessed, maybe Fu Yao had some ulterior motives, and he was quite sad.

Zhang Shen knocked on Fu Yao's desktop, "What are you thinking? You stretched your face so long that your jaw almost fell off the table."

Only then did Fu Yao realize that he had been in a daze for so long. Such a few trivial things made him feel that his brain was not enough during the day, and he was stupid. Could it be that he still had a cold?

"Ah? What can I think, manuscript."

"So hard?"

Fu Yao rubbed his temples, put all his brains on what happened just now, and quickly lowered his head to sort out the printed documents in his hand.Zhang Shen didn't ask any more questions. The working hours were not for chatting and joking with them.

After Zhang Shen stopped talking to him, Fu Yao buried her head and secretly touched her chin repeatedly.

Lu Chenqian was sitting in the office working on the manuscript, and the phone on the desk vibrated.Lu Chen saw that it was a text message from Han Xuyu, and asked him if he was free tonight.

Editor-in-Chief Lu replied concisely with one word, yes.

The other end answered almost instantly, and said a very beating sentence, but I don't have time, what should I do.

Lu Chenqian glanced at it, and didn't intend to reply. Even if Han Xuyu didn't need to open his mouth, Lu Chenqian knew what Han Xuyu wanted to say.

Sure enough, the other party immediately sent another text message, someone cooks for you, and you still don't go home to eat, you are sick, don't cheat me of money, get out.

Followed by another, goodbye.

Han Xuyu laughed twice, feeling that he had done a great deed today, and then in order to prevent Editor-in-Chief Lu from harassing him persistently, he simply turned off his phone.

When Fu Yao returned to his residence that night, he saw that the editor-in-chief had changed into his pajamas and was watching TV in the living room.Fu Yao was still a little surprised. You must know that Lu Chen had dinner with Han Xuyu this week. Every time the editor-in-chief came back, Fu Yao was already lying on the bed watching videos on his laptop.

I haven't spoken for several days, and I really don't know what to say for a while.

"Editor, are you back?"

After Fu Yao finished speaking, he silently complained to himself, what the hell is this?

"Hmm." Fu Yao said that he was completely used to the editor-in-chief's attitude.

He walked to the kitchen with his slippers on, "There are soba noodles left, can you cook them?"

Fu Yao got another "um" from the other party.

Before Lu Chen turned on the TV very loudly, he could barely hear the host's voice on the TV in a quiet environment. Fu Yao had already started cooking noodles and turned on the range hood. The sound of the TV was suppressed. Lu Chenqian started I can't hear you.

The remote control was on Lu Chenqian's left hand side, but he didn't think about adjusting the volume.He turned his head, because he could see the people in the open kitchen.

Fu Yao stirred the pot slowly with a pair of chopsticks. Most of the white mist coming out of the pot was attracted by the smoke machine. One line was connected to boiling water, and the other was connected to the silver-white machine above.

Fu Yao suddenly turned his head to meet Lu Chenqian's gaze, "Editor-in-Chief, can you eat coriander?"

The white mist made Fu Yao's eyes moist and pretty.Lu Chenqian stared into his eyes for a while, then said, "Yes."

When Fu Yao got the answer, he turned his head and put the chopped parsley into the pot.

Maybe it was because Lu Chenqian was too calm when he was caught peeking, Fu Yao didn't feel any weirdness.

Lu Chenqian turned his head back, he no longer had the mind to watch TV, and turned off the TV with the remote control, this time only the sound of the smoking machine could be heard in the room, and occasionally children playing around downstairs the sound of.

Suddenly, there were two coughing sounds from downstairs. The loudspeaker was definitely used for these sounds. It clearly made Lu Chenqian feel that the coughing person was downstairs in his house.

In this case, most of the merchants have opened a store and invited some people to come to cut the ribbon to celebrate, or it is an anniversary or something like that.Let’s not delve into what it is for, this kind of activity in Chengdu will disturb the people.

Lu Chenqian frowned, stood up and was about to close the window, when he walked to the window, he heard the man stopped coughing and yelled loudly.

It was a personal name, and his articulate words were clear, so Lu Chenqian immediately recognized that it was Fu Yao.Lu Chenqian subconsciously glanced at the kitchen, but Fu Yao still turned his back to Lu Chenqian, so he probably didn't hear him calling from downstairs.

The people below called Fu Yao's name several times out of control, and some almost broke their voices.

Lu Chenqian put his hand on the window and moved his fingers to close the window, but he still didn't do that after all. He called Fu Yao loudly and beckoned Fu Yao to come over.

Fu Yao didn't know, so he turned off the fire and came over, who was yelling.

"Fu Yao. I don't want to say anything else here today, I just want to tell you that I have liked you for four years, you know.

You don't let me speak out, you try your best to stop me, and you want me to be dumb.But I have to say.I just want to tell you.

I have liked you for four years and have always liked you! "

Fu Yao looked downstairs.In the garden downstairs, a person was poking there, and it seemed impossible to pull it out.And that person not only poked in the garden, but also poked on a certain ground on Fu Yao's body.

Fu Yao watched in silence for a while, then raised his hand to close the window, wiped his hands with his pajamas, and said as he walked to the kitchen, "He's crazy, don't pay attention to him, he'll be fine in a while."

After Jiang Yu shouted downstairs, he felt powerless. He raised his head, and there was still a faint spark of hope burning in his heart. He was a little eager for Fu Yao to respond, even if he opened the window and scolded him for being crazy.

But not even a word of insanity.

What Fu Yao is best at is pretending not to see and pretend not to hear. His greatest ability is to play himself as a bad person who will trample on other people's feelings without heart.

It has been more than a year since the completion of this community, and there are many residents.Many people opened the windows and stuck their heads out to see the young man downstairs holding a microphone to confess his love, or they were waiting for the girl who was confessed to come out, watching a scene where two people were happily together.

But all the audience and the leading actor were looking forward to it together, but the other character didn't say a word.Judging from this situation, it was probably rejected...

There was an uncle who couldn't stand it, and shouted, "Young man, is the girl not at home? Go upstairs and knock on the door to see."

When the uncle said this, the other spectators quickly chimed in, trying to comfort the young man downstairs who had failed in his confession.Everyone chattered wildly, guessing where this girl named Fu Yao would be.

"Hey, the one downstairs," a head suddenly popped up on the fifth floor, and shouted with a smile. Jiang Yu subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound source, "I guess this person doesn't want to talk to you."

"Why are you talking like that?" The care team upstairs expressed disapproval, and an aunt stood up resolutely and condemned the boy on the fifth floor.

The boy on the fifth floor didn't care much, so he poked his head out a little more and glanced up, "Auntie, haven't you cooked yet, have you? Go home and cook."

Opening his mouth, he issued an order to evict guests, and regarded himself as the master.

The aunt was a little annoyed by the young man, and she slammed the window of her house angrily.

If Jiang Yu had encountered this matter normally, he might have talked to this person, but today he was in no mood at all.Although I had already guessed that this would be the result when I came here, I still couldn't help but feel the tumbling emotions.

"Did you say hello to that person when you came here with the microphone in your hand? Maybe he's getting annoyed right now. It's because you made it up on your own and it can't end like this. Who else can you blame?" The boy put his arms on the window, With his chin resting on his arm, he looked contented, but he couldn't stop the irony in his eyes.

Jiang Yu couldn't see the sarcasm in his eyes, but it was not difficult to hear it from his words.Jiang Yu didn't want to mess around with him. He had already failed today, so there was no need to stay here.From then on, Fu Yao and Fu Yao would probably go their separate ways, and the worst was nothing more than that.

Jiang Yu started to move the stereo that he had brought, but the person upstairs hadn't left yet, and whistled at him, "Let's go now, maybe the person you're waiting for is really not at home? Isn't it a pity."

"Don't worry about it."

"Yo, are you angry? Don't be angry. Let's make friends." The people upstairs still shouted loudly, and then reported their names, "My name is Su Lin."

Jiang Yu didn't care what his name was, it had nothing to do with him.

"Remember!" Su Rin still rested his chin on his arm, and sent Jiang Yu out of the community with a smile, and then straightened up and went back into the house.

……

"The editor-in-chief's noodles are ready." Fu Yao turned off the range hood to restore the quietness of the house. He divided the noodles into two bowls and greeted Lu Chenqian who was still in the living room, "Wash your hands and eat."

Lu Chenqian heard a reply, and stretched out his hand to open the window.This action caused Fu Yao's heart to subtly tighten, and he couldn't tell what it felt like, but the uneasiness of losing control immediately hit him.

There was no sound downstairs, it was very peaceful.

Fu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to get the chopsticks.

Lu Chenqian washed his hands and sat down at the table, bringing a smell of Shufujia, Lu Chenqian asked him, "Why don't you go and have a look?"

Fu Yao pursed her lips, "It's not necessary."

It turned out that the good friend Fu Yao was referring to who liked him was this person, and Fu Yao's so-called handling method was just to keep silent and not reveal his side.

Lu Chenqian didn't say anything else, just ate his noodles with his head down, and so did Fu Yao.

The author has something to say: It’s a little late today, but you have to believe that Bourgeois will be updated.I will ask for leave if I don’t update~