I don't need to fall in love after the charm point is full

So there is no need to code them at all.

They themselves don't mind being exposed.

Yu Yulin was busy when his cell phone rang.

"Hey, old Ding, how are you...how?"

"Old Yu, I want to ask, if I am with Yuan Yingping, will you bless us?" Ding Zili said quietly.

"Are you sure? Of course it will be a blessing."

"Won't you laugh at me?"

"Of course not. Dear, let me tell you..."

Yu Yulin was patient, and was about to pour a wave of chicken soup, but he was only halfway through when he heard the sound of violent beatings coming from the opposite side.

"Are you a repeater, aren't you?" At the same time, it was accompanied by Yuan Yingping's roar.

"Oh, oh, don't hit me! You bastard, you just got together with me and abused me like this, I regret it!"

"What did you say?"

"Say it again!"

The deep voice of Yuan Yingping's father and brother also followed.

Then there was another series of crackling mixed doubles.

After listening for a while, Yu Yulin showed a look of unbearable expression, and hung up the phone directly.

"Old Ding, take care of yourself!" He looked out of the window and blessed silently.

After Jia Qingyun went back, he immediately turned on the computer and downloaded the manuscript from the network disk to the hard disk.

Immediately afterwards, open the document, continue to expand the outline, conceive the follow-up content, and reread the beginning of the novel to see what needs to be revised.

Be serious!

According to his experience, editors are very busy, and it is good luck to submit directly to the editor's mailbox and wait for several days before replying.

It is very normal for the editor not to reply at all.

It's been less than 24 hours since he submitted the manuscript, so he never thought that the other party would reply now.

Didn't even open the mailbox.

Time flies, several hours have passed, Jia Qingyun yawned, carefully saved the document, uploaded it to the network disk for backup, and then went to wash up.

By coincidence, he clicked on the mailbox, opened it, and then his pupils shrank.

What the hell!

What am I seeing?

An unread email, looking at the sender's name, it's clearly the editor's nickname!

At this moment, Jia Qingyun held his breath, and hurriedly clicked the mouse with trembling fingers.

pat!

The message expands.

"Hello, your manuscript has reached the signing standard, please chat in detail."

"Ahaha, haha, hahaha——"

Jia Qingyun jumped up directly, laughing from ear to ear.

It's not easy, it's really not easy!

Finally signed.

It took him a while before he got over his breath.

"Well, the editor has already left work at this time, let's add her tomorrow... No, I can't bear it, add now! Then she can see my friend application as soon as she gets to work tomorrow."

He also saw many authors complaining in the author forum, saying that the contact information of the editor is much more difficult than the goddess he has a crush on.

Sometimes it will happen that after applying for dozens of times, it will take several weeks before and after, but the situation of not being able to add friends.

"Hope my luck isn't so bad..."

Jia Qingyun opened the friend search, entered the other party's number, added a friend, and noted his identity.

He subconsciously clicked on the other party's personal space, but it was prompted that non-friends could not access it.

After closing the webpage angrily, he went to wash up.

After everything was done, he came out and was about to go to bed when he suddenly found out that the other party had already approved his friend application!

"Wow, how is this possible? It's almost midnight, is she still working overtime? Isn't this too hard?"

Jia Qingyun was deeply moved, and opened the chat box nervously, showing a tangled expression.

"Maybe she's going to bed soon, it's better not to say hello, so as not to make her unhappy..."

He was about to close it, but found that the words "typing" appeared on the other party's profile picture.

"???"

Jia Qingyun stared at the computer screen motionlessly as if acupuncture points had been tapped.

After a few seconds.

Beep beep!

"Hello, you are the author of "Monsters in the World: Don't Run Away", right?"

"That's right, that's me, editor, hello, good evening!" Jia Qingyun typed out a line of words in the blink of an eye as if his fingers were convulsing, and after a pause, he pressed Enter lightly to send.

"Uh, I read your personal information, as well as writing and writing, so I may ask, are you a male author?"

"That's right... Is there something wrong with that?" Jia Qingyun became a little nervous.

"No, there are quite a few male authors who write women's novels here. But I suggest you change your pen name to be a little more feminine. Anyway, this is your new pen name."

"Yeah, okay, okay, I'm thinking of a new pseudonym right away."

"Don't be in a hurry, think slowly, it's okay. There is also the problem of your writing style. I have a few suggestions."

"Editor, please tell me."

"Well, is it convenient for you? Let me chat with you by voice?"

"voice?"

Even before the official opening, Jia Qingyun stuttered.

But he didn't dare to refuse at all, and typed: "Of course it's convenient for me, I live alone. I don't know if it's inconvenient for you. You are still reviewing manuscripts at such a late hour. Editor, you are really hardworking."

The other party sent a cute emoticon package, and then initiated a voice call.

Jia Qingyun swallowed her saliva, and chose to agree——

His button is logged in simultaneously on the computer and mobile phone.

The other party's voice call was directly transferred to his mobile phone.

He hurriedly picked up his phone and pressed the accept button.

"Hello, Qingtian Children's Shoes, hello!"

"My mother—"

When Jia Qingyun heard this gentle and melodious female voice, she almost spit out a nosebleed.

Is this the charm of female editors?

Just listening to the voice, I feel that she is definitely a big beauty who is beautiful and intelligent!

Am I, Jia Qingyun, the future editor, really her?

In the future, will I still have the opportunity to attend the annual meeting held by the website and see her?

"Well, isn't it connected? Why is there no sound."

"Ah, me, me, I'm listening. I'm just a little nervous..."

"Hee hee, what's there to be nervous about?"

OMG!

She giggled at me, this laughter feels so cute, so cute.

My heart is going to melt!

The female editor cleared her throat, and continued: "If you don't mind, let me tell you about your novel. First of all, your writing style needs to be more delicate. You can't write male novels like you used to. You have to learn a lot." Learn from female authors. I suggest you read more novels in this area.”

"Okay, okay, I will definitely watch it!"

Jia Qingyun has decided to watch all night tonight.

"And then there's the title of the book..."

The female editor whispered other questions to him, and Jia Qingyun was very moved.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, when she was supposed to be resting, the female editor gave her hands-on instructions on how to write an article.

How honorable is this kind of treatment?

Scholar die for the confidant!

Jia Qingyun has already decided to write this novel to her highest level in order to repay her painstaking efforts.

He was listening super seriously, wishing he could keep listening until the end of time.

Just then, his cell phone rang!

The voice call is automatically cut off because of this!

"I'm hitting your lungs!"

Jia Qingyun turned pale with shock, damn, this is the most critical moment, why are you calling me!

who is it!

Who is interrupting my candlelight chat with my editor?

Who is spoiling the major events in my life?

Man!son!Li!

you wanna die!

"Hey, Qingyun, I want to ask, if Yuan Yingping and I are together, will you bless us?"

"..."

"Hey, you won't laugh at me, will you?"

"...laugh at you, uncle, take my blessing and get out of here!"

Jia Qingyun growled, then immediately hung up and blocked him to prevent him from calling again.

He hurriedly opened the chat box again, wanting to connect with the editor again.

Only to find that the opponent's surrender has turned gray.

"It's over!" Jia Qingyun's face was ashen.

Who can tell me, when a phone call suddenly comes in during a voice call on the mobile phone, in this case, will the computer automatically transfer the other party's voice call?

Did the other party hear me yelling at Ding Zili just now?

Will she think I'm fierce?

Could it be that I misunderstood and thought I was telling her to... get lost?

Injustice, great injustice!

I, Jia Qingyun, am actually a very gentle character!

So, my writing road, which is about to rise, is about to be rejected and die again?

Do not! ! !