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Song Xi trembled for one night, and the next morning when he got up and stared at the computer, he didn't even feel the code.

Strangely, she was so intimidated that Huahua Editor seemed to have seen nothing. This quiet feeling made her inexplicably strange.

She thought that the Huahua Editor would invite her to drink tea for the first time, but nothing happened.

It seems that her sense of existence is really very low. It's all like that, Huahua editor can still treat her as if she doesn't exist, how much she ignores her.

Well, the lower the sense of existence, the lower it is, don't want anything else, let's just be honest. At least this way, she also has the attendance award to comfort her injured little soul.

After Moson punched in to work, he turned on the computer and various private stamps came.

There is more news in that author group, but he will not go to the author group to bubbling except for some monographs.

This is what the previous editor Zhong Xia told him. Don't be overly enthusiastic about these little authors, otherwise they will come to brush their sense of existence every day, which will delay work.

Of course, he is not a passionate person ...

Uh ... mermaid.

To be honest, he really needs an answer from Song Xi now.

As long as she hasn't forgotten him, as long as they can return to the previous mode of dealing with each other, then he is willing to get rid of the Mermaid for her completely.

While thinking about it, there was an extra glass of steaming milk on his desk.

Mosen looked up slightly, and saw the female editor in an office with him, raising his lips lightly to him.

"I think you don't eat breakfast in the morning and don't eat at noon, which is bad for your health."

Moson didn't like drinking milk, and he didn't need to eat at this time.

Apathy and alienation pushed the milk aside: "Thank you, I don't drink milk."

After being rejected, the female editor's face changed slightly, and then she returned to a smiling face: "Since you don't drink milk, let it go."

She said, holding up the milk glass, and returned to her desk.

Mosen is the only man in this female editing group, and a man who is even more enchanting than the hero of the novel. In this office, he is naturally liked by many female editors.

Mo Sen refocused on the computer screen, he was waiting for Song Xi to come to him.

It didn't take long for Song Xi to poke him privately.

"Huahua is big, and the baby has been notified of the recommendation. Thank you so much."

Moson thought about it, and simply sent a few words in the past: "Well, obedient, beautiful girls should code well."

"Well, babies will obediently code."

Look, how cute and warm the conversation is, this way, Song Xi is just a tender girl.

A bit of smile drew Mossen's beautiful silver eyes.

I don't know if it is his illusion. He always feels that Song Xi on the Internet is much softer than her in reality.

Song Xi in reality is a careless stupid woman.

What impressed me most probably was her scorched dish, which could poison the fish.

But thinking about it now is actually quite interesting.

After chatting with Song Xi for a while, seeing that the author's problems were getting more and more smashed, Mosen had to stop chatting and start to deal with the problem.

Finally, the problems of the little writers were solved, and Mosen, who was idle, somehow remembered the meatball.

The meatball that was bold enough to stab the editor privately.

I don't know if she is crazy or stupid, dare to clamor with the editor, aren't you afraid of being suppressed.