Wealthy old cat, really fragrant online

In the early morning of the second day, Jiang Jiji was woken up by a phone call.

He slept very late yesterday, when the ear-piercing ringtone rang, he wished he could drop the cell phone next to his pillow.

Jiang Jiji squinted his eyes to see the caller ID, Zhao Ming, he was small, the next moment Jiang Jiji hung up and stuffed the phone under the pillow.

In less than two seconds, the phone rang again with vibrations. Jiang Jiji opened his red eyes and took out the phone to answer.

"Zhao Ming, you'd better find me with business." Jiang Jiji gritted his teeth.

Zhao Ming ignored what Jiang Jiji said, and said directly: "Jiang Jiji! The God of Shentan posted on Weibo in the middle of the night announcing that he has closed his pen!"

As Jiang Jiji's childhood friend, Zhao Ming, like Jiang Jiji, is a loyal fan of the mystery novelist Shentan. From Shentan's first book "Zhou" to the tenth book "Eternal Night", Shentan Almost accompanied Jiang Jiji's entire teenage years, and now Shentan's development prospects are just right, so he wants to seal his pen?

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jiji sat up from the bed, no sleepiness anymore, he looked at the closed bedroom door, and really wanted to ask Tan Sen immediately, why did he seal his pen?

As soon as he walked to the door, he calmed down. It was only after five o'clock, and Zhao Ming's day and night were always upside down. To Zhao Ming, the night life was not over at five o'clock, but Tan Sen was probably asleep at this time.

But Jiang Jiji felt like there was a claw in his heart. Tan Sen never admitted that he was a deep pool, and he couldn't ask directly.

In the end, Jiang Jiji picked up the phone, clicked on Tan Sen's WeChat, tapped the screen with his fingertips, deleted and deleted, wanted to ask too much but didn't know how to say it, and finally sent only a few short words.

Jiang Jiji: Are you awake?

There was no reply from the other side, Jiang Jiji lay back on the bed, but couldn't sleep anymore.

He simply clicked on his own Weibo, and switched from Daji Dali's Weibo to a small account. On this small account, Jiang Jiji only followed Shentan.

As soon as he refreshed, he saw the only Weibo on the dynamic page.

Shentan: After "Eternal Night", I have since closed my pen.

Jiang Jiji clicked into Shentan's Weibo, and the last one on this closed Weibo was the encouragement and praise from Aite and his big-name before.

He thought for a while, and replied under the closed pen Weibo, which had been reposted tens of thousands of comments: Why did you suddenly close the pen?

But in an instant, this comment was submerged under several comments that were updated from time to time.

Throwing away the phone, Jiang Jiji buried her face in the pillow, her long hair spread out, like a dejected little jellyfish.

After lying on the ground for a while, he picked up the phone that had been thrown away again, opened the WeChat interface and kept refreshing it, and saw that the time was approaching six o'clock, but still no one replied.

He had no choice but to open the game and play for a while, but his mind was not on it at all, and he had to cut out to check WeChat from time to time, which caused him to pause and hang up from time to time, and was scolded by his teammates.

As usual, Jiang Jiji must go back, but today he is really not in the mood, so he simply quit the game and stared at the WeChat interface intently.

When you focus on time, it always goes very slowly.

Finally, when the time approached 06:30, Tan Sen replied.

Tan Sen: Wake up.

The next moment, Jiang Jiji immediately jumped up from the bed, went to the door and lay down on it to listen carefully. When he heard the sound of the door opening from the side, he immediately opened the bedroom door and walked out.

It happened to be face to face with Tan Sen who had just left the house. Tan Sen looked at him and raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Jiji hesitated, wanted to ask but didn't know how to ask, "Are you awake?"

Tan Sen: "Didn't you ask in WeChat?"

The corner of Jiang Jiji's mouth twitched, wishing he could secretly hit him.

He asked again: "Well... I think you also read Shentan's book, did you read the Weibo he posted yesterday?"

Tan Sen looked at him without moving, as if waiting for him to continue.

Jiang Jiji took a deep breath and said, "He has sealed his pen, you...know?"

Tan Sen nodded, "I know."

Jiang Jiji immediately asked: "Then do you know why he sealed the pen?"

Tan Sen didn't speak, but his expression was a little inexplicable. He seemed to be looking at Jiang Jiji, and he took a long time to look away. He passed Jiang Jiji, and dropped three words lightly.

"do not know."

Jiang Jiji stood where he was, thought for a while and walked to the door of the bathroom.

There was already the sound of rushing water inside, did Tan Sen really not care at all?

Since his debut, Shentan has written ten books, ten years, almost one book a year. His current status and achievements can be regarded as a benchmark in the suspense and reasoning world. All his works are sold overseas, that is, in foreign countries. The popularity is not small, Jiang Jiji really doesn't understand, Shentan...Why did Tan Sen choose to seal the pen?

When Tan Sen came out of the bathroom, he saw Jiang Jiji leaning against the door. When Jiang Jiji saw him, he immediately looked over, unable to hide the worry and doubt in his eyes.

When Jiang Jiji saw Tan Sen, he immediately said in a hurry: "Tan Sen! Shentan has written ten books for ten years, and I have read each book several times. It can be said that Shentan's books have accompanied me throughout my teenage years. It's not just me, all Shentan book fans don't want Shentan to close their pens, the moment we look forward to the most every year is seeing Shentan's new book for the first time..."

"Tan Sen... What about you? Don't you expect it?"

Tan Sen's black hair was soaked, and the water drops fell down to his collarbones and shoulders. He suddenly lowered his head and approached Jiang Jiji.

The distance between the two of them suddenly narrowed, and Jiang Jiji couldn't help stepping back with one foot, then took a step forward stubbornly, and asked again: "What about you? Tan Sen, aren't you looking forward to Shentan's new book?"

The cold air on Tan Sen's body almost touched the tip of Jiang Jiji's nose. Jiang Jiji couldn't care less about wondering why Tan Sen took a cold shower again. He just pursed his lips and waited for Tan Sen's answer.

Finally, Tan Sen straightened his body as if he had seen enough of Jiang Jiji, and said rather indifferently, "I don't expect it."

Jiang Jiji was taken aback, his eyes widened a little, and he watched Tan Sen walk past him with a calm look as if he really wasn't a deep pool.

Jiang Jiji was in a trance for a while, did he really guess wrong, Tan Sen is really not a deep pool?

But in this world, will there be two people with almost the same voice?

When Tan Sen returned to the bedroom, his eyes drooped, and the long and dense eyelashes fell down and covered his eyes, so he couldn't see any emotion.

After Tan Sen went out, Jiang Jiji sneakily changed into men's clothes and went out, heading straight for the game studio.

He didn't go early today because he wanted to avoid Tan Sen, but it wasn't too late. After he didn't want to go in, there were not only Yu Ze, Bi Yanbo and the sound engineer in the recording studio, but also another man who looked very young. .

When the sound engineer saw him coming in, he waved his hand and said, "I was just about to contact you, but you came just in time, go to the producer's office, she has something to ask for you."

Jiang Jiji stared at the strange man sitting in his seat, a little stunned, and then immediately looked at Yu Ze.

Yu Ze frowned and looked at him, seeming very worried, while Bi Yanbo remained indifferent, concentrating on his own affairs, and didn't even bother to look at Jiang Jiji.

Jiang Jiji pinched her fingertips, walked out of the recording studio, and went to the producer's office.

The female producer, who was very straightforward when meeting him for the first time, looked unhappy when she saw him this time, frowning, and her attitude was much more contemptuous.

When he saw Jiang Jiji coming in, he only looked up, then lowered his head and continued to do his own thing.

Jiang Jiji stood awkwardly at the desk, waited for a while, and then called out: "Hello, did you ask me to come?"

The female producer then put down her work and looked up at him, examining him critically and critically.

After a while, she said, "I'm sorry, please come here."

As she spoke, she took out a document from a pile of documents on the table and handed it to Jiang Jiji, "Look at it."

Jiang Jiji took it hesitantly, and immediately asked after turning two pages: "Why? Why did you terminate the contract early?"

The female producer clasped her hands on her chin, still looking shrewd and capable.

She looked up at Jiang Jiji, and she didn't look weak because she looked up at people.

She said: "You should know why I asked you to cooperate? Because of Shentan Studio, not your personal ability. Of course, as long as your ability is not too bad, we will not ask too much. There is Shentan work The reputation of the office is there, it won’t be too bad. But since you came, more than one time someone told me that your work ability is too bad, and last night, the deep pool was sealed.”

Jiang Jiji unconsciously squeezed the file in his hand, "All, do you think I'm useless? What about the audio I recorded before? Cancel them all too?"

The female producer sighed helplessly, "You also know that we have hired someone with some ability in the industry, because of you, our progress has been missed, and your part has to start all over again. And, At that time, it was clearly stated in the contract signed with you that our studio will not bear any liquidated damages if the contract is terminated early due to work ability or your personal problems. Since you are a newcomer...we don't want you to compensate for the loss Now, let’s treat our studio as a disadvantage.”

Jiang Jiji smiled angrily, "So, I still have to thank you?"

The female producer Bafengfufu said, "That's not necessary."

Jiang Jiji slapped the contract termination letter on the desk, picked up a brush and signed his name, and got up to leave.

When he walked to the door, he lowered his head and said, "...Who told you that my work ability is too poor?"

The voice of the female producer came from behind, "Is this important?"

Jiang Jiji closed the door with his backhand and left the producer's office.

He thought this would be a good turning point, even if there were ups and downs, even if it didn't go well, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't even reach the end.

He hesitated, but finally walked slowly back to the recording studio to pack his things.

There are not many things, just some notes he has summed up these days, but he is reluctant to throw them away.

Several people in the recording studio had already started working, and when they saw Jiang Jiji coming in, everyone stopped.

Yu Ze stood up and greeted him, and said: "I've heard about you, I'm sorry, we can't continue to cooperate, but you are very hardworking and talented, don't be too discouraged."

Jiang Jiji sideways avoided Yu Ze's hand, and looked up at his worried expression.

It was in this recording studio, among the three people in it, that someone complained more than once about his poor working ability.

So, who is that person?

Is it the sound engineer who often sighs, or Bi Yanbo who keeps making sarcastic remarks, or is it Yu Ze who always looks very worried about him?

The author has something to say: sorry for being late today

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