Moonlight Variations - Chapter 139

Chapter 139:

Chuli’s eyeballs circled in her eye sockets, and the hair around her ears fell–she tilted her mouth and blew, Hikawa straightened up when she saw it, stretched out her hand to pull her hair behind her ears, and rubbed her slightly rough fingertips. The pinna of her ears is flushed with redness.

“Why are you talking about this suddenly?” Chu Li lowered his head and continued to cut vegetables, “Gu Baizhi asked you to come?”

“Um.”

“Why doesn’t she find me by herself.”

“It’s not very glorious to dig people, so it’s not a big fanfare? In fact, Gu Baizhi is very similar to you, proud and arrogant, and the world is the biggest.” The man simply stood next to the cooking station and gave the first gift. It’s the first time she started wanting people, according to her style of “the physical publishing circle is stupid except me”.

“Does she want me or you,” Chuli smiled, thinking of the screenshot of Yu Yao’s WeChat Moments, his face was a bit disapproving, “This time, “The Fateful Peach Blossom and Sword” was snatched by us, according to me. I know she’s super superstar.”

“She said it wasn’t because of this, she just asked me to tell you that it was equivalent to Yao’s resignation. There are only a bunch of fools left in the Yuanyue Club. Do you think about the feeling of being besieged by fools and zombies, are you afraid?”

“…If you don’t tell me, I will forget it.”

“I think she shouldn’t do it for me. She first told me how you went, isn’t that idiot Yuanyueshe still from the time of “Huangquan Inn”?” Shirakawa grabbed the rice and poured out the milky white rice water.” Well, at that time, you just started to make “Zhetian”. She liked this book very much. She said that she saw the shadow of Suo Heng who was full of aura in the early years… At that time, she felt that you and Lao Miao were not the same. It’s the same.”

Because of Suo Heng?

The resistance on Chu Li’s face weakened slightly: “So?”

“Did you also see the chat history? I didn’t hide from you.” Hiukawa said, “Later, I mentioned you again. It was Agui’s nautical article that started serialization… It’s very popular, right? I heard that it was given to “Moonlight”. “It drove a lot of rot traffic, rot to this big cake, New Shield has been watching this big cake for a long time, and I found you the breakthrough that I didn’t find. She thinks you are smart.”

Ai?

Can’t tell, that Gu Baizhi…

Oh well to praise people.

This first ceremony finally gave Shirakawa a straight eye: “Someone praises me, why don’t you tell me?”

“Tell you why, you don’t want to boast, and you have your tail up to the sky!” Shirakawa reached out and patted Chuli’s ass.

Big hands were wet, leaving a huge paw mark on Chuli’s denim shorts. Chuli “hissed” and bent over to hide, but the man’s hand seemed to be stuck to her **** and couldn’t be shaken. Dropped, and pinched her from being full of wretched uncle!

“Ah!” Chu Li raised his kitchen knife, “Remove your godfather’s salty pig’s hand like a godfather from my ass!”

“I don’t.” Hiukawa posted it shamelessly, “I will touch your tail…”

Saying that the big hand was about to drill in from her trouser legs, Chuli “hissed”, and the man snatched the kitchen knife in the next second and threw it away. The latter vaguely said, “The sword has no eyes”, and then Put Chu Li up and put it on the cooking table-squeeze herself between her legs-lift her chin and let her face herself: “What do you think?”

Chuli raised his head and kissed the man’s chin: “What?”

Hikawa: “New shield.”

Chu Li: “I want to be the editor-in-chief.”

Shirakawa: “That person definitely can’t promise you.”

Chu Li: “A mountain cannot tolerate two tigers… and Agui and Suo Heng are still serializing, what will they do if I leave?”

Hiukawa stretched out his hand, pressed her head on his shoulders, rubbed her face and messed up her hair: “You still have unrealistic fantasies about Genyuesha. After so many things, you still haven’t understood a truth— —You can’t change the world, no one can.”

Chuli’s nose pressed against the man’s body, and he took a deep breath. The breath was his breath… Her heart beat faster, opened her arms to hug the person in front of her, and nodded vaguely: “But there is a saying that is right. : Born to be human, we work so hard just to prevent the world from changing ourselves.”

…

August, midsummer time.

Hiukawa’s “Peach Blossom and Sword” was serialized simultaneously on Weibo and “Moonlight” magazine. Whether it is from the topic of the article itself, the popularity is very high…Every day, the comments under Hiukawa’s updated Weibo are readers——

[The male lead can be said to be very cute. 】

[The heroine is more cute. 】

【Ah ah ah ah ah sweet! ! ! 】

[Zhou Chuan 6666666666 In this article, I saw your boy’s heart, and it resonated with my girl’s heart! 】

And the author–

[…Man writes romance sweeter, we female writers have to stand aside. 】

[Resolved Benda’s many years of confusion about the setting that the characters are really old and so poor that they want to beg for food in the future: Today’s technology is so advanced, but the protagonist is carrying real silver and gold, how can he not be exchanged for RMB! 】

[I was brought back to the romance pit by Shirakawa, and I also want to write romance. 】

[There are some words and sentences that show very obvious green traces, and the revised manuscript is mixed with mature narrative techniques-it can be said that the whole article feels very subtle and just right, like a glass of peach and lime Of cold sparkling water. 】

Hikawa Weibo is very lively every day…

Changing from the lifeless look dozens of days ago, the meager retweets and comments are increasing every day.

This is something that authors would like to see very much. As authors, no matter how tall or worthy they are, the only habit and fun they have cultivated in writing over the years is to use their mobile phone to read comments after updating every day——

With comments, they live.

Without comment, they died.

“You look at the little girl’s message, and the corners of her lips are very disgusting,” Chuli grabbed Hikawa’s phone, “don’t read it.”

The man sitting on the sofa leaned back and looked at the person standing behind him: “Okay, don’t look at it.”

First gift: “…”

Chuli squeezed the phone manually, and wondered if he was a bit jealous.

Hiukawa: “Look at you.”

Chu Li: “Yeah.”

Hikawa: “Praise me.”

Chu Li’s face was expressionless: “The teacher is the best. The writing is so good that I read it every day.”

Hikawa: “Call again.”

Chu Li: “What? Teacher?”

The man drew his long arms backwards, pulled the arm of the person behind him to force her to bend down, stretched his neck and kissed the tip of her nose: “Good cry, hard.”

…

September is a lively and lively school season.

Yu Yao and Yuanyue Club reached a peaceful and friendly consensus, left the job quietly, and became the personal agent of the writer Suo Heng;

Chuli took office as the editor-in-chief of the “Moonlight” magazine branch of Yuanyue News Agency, and it was exactly one and a half years before Chuli officially joined Yuanyue News Agency.

——Lao Miao left and Xiaoniao was opened. After Yao left, only Chuli was left in the editorial department. When she realized that she seemed to be a polished commander, she had worked overtime for three consecutive days.

The princess in the family also complained for three days.

Think Jiang Yucheng, Guiwa, Suo Heng, and all the authors of “Moonlight” magazine are the culprits that hinder his healthy **** life… So on the third day after taking office as the editor-in-chief, Chu Li returned home under the moonlight and welcomed Here came the resentful boyfriend and the big dog with his tail wagging.

“You should hire some newcomers.” Zhou Chuan took the bag in Chuli’s hand, “I wait for you at home every day, carry your bag and shoes with you, and become your favorite man.”

“…As a person with only 8,000 yuan after tax for a month, I can’t afford a male favorite with an eight-figure deposit.” Chuli kicked off his high heels, and hung it on Zhou Chuan’s waist. “Exhausted to death.” NS.”

Shirakawa touched the dog’s head of the person who was hanging on him: “Thanks for your hard work, I ordered a takeaway, and I won’t cook tonight-we will discuss the matter of recruiting new editors.”

“How can I recruit new people when I can’t reach the village in front of the village or the shop behind?” Chuli wrapped around Hiukawa’s waist, and the man turned around, dragging her to the dining table as if sticking to her, “You must really feel sorry for me. Please proofread the submitted manuscript by yourself first-no one has as many typos as you, so why are you anxious when typing? Can’t you write slowly?”

The man stopped and looked back.

Chuli raised his head, pressed his chin against the man’s back, and looked back at him.

“After becoming the editor-in-chief, I have confidence in speaking. You dare to pick and choose from me, right?”

“When I was an intern editor, I told you: Teacher, are there too many typos?”

“How did I answer?”

“‘I’m happy, **** you shit.’”

“It’s still the answer now.”

“…”

Chorei rolled his eyes and pulled his hand out of the man’s big hand, jumped onto the chair by the dining table and sat cross-legged. When Hikawa lowered his head to open the takeaway box and set the table, he grabbed the remote control and turned on the TV. She took the chopsticks handed by Shirakawa and held it in her mouth. She accidentally switched to a station that was broadcasting a TV series. She asked, “How is the progress of the film and television of “Luohe God Book”?”

“In casting.” The man reached out and pulled the chopsticks out of her mouth. “What’s wrong?”

Continue to press in the hand, press and press to tune into a talk show. The interview is with the international writer Herman. The place looks like his home in the central city of Turkey, Istanbul-after all, it is a person who hopes to hold his thigh, Chuli Glancing carelessly, he stopped and didn’t change channels, but he didn’t seriously watch what the interview said. He twisted his head and smiled at Hikawa: “After choosing, please let the film and television company cooperate with your official announcement. I will sell another wave of books. That way, a large number of stamps can be printed…Has the actor settled down?”

Hiukawa thought for a while: “Bai Yi, right?”

Chuli raised his hand and took the chopsticks that had just been stolen again, and said “Wow”, “It’s pretty good. Bai Yi just made his debut early last year. He played a spy movie with the big guys. The acting skills are good and his eyes look good. Smart, it means to be a niche in the next few years…Can you ask me for an autograph? Can you go to the class?”

“You are still chasing stars.” Shirakawa pressed her head, “eat your meal.”

Chu Li squinted his eyes and watched the man sitting next to him. The two of them took a few bites of rice side by side. Chu Li took the green peppers he didn’t eat to Shirakawa, and Shirakawa stuffed his mouth without raising his eyelids.

Chu Li: “Is it delicious?”

Hikawa: “Shut up.”

In the rustling whispered “civilized” dialogue between the two, there was a voice-over on the TV——

[Then Mr. Herman, you mentioned a year ago that your next work might focus on traditional Chinese culture and oriental elements, and you also mentioned that you hope to find young Chinese writers to co-create the movie script——]

“As far as I am concerned, collaborating with local writers can help me understand the local culture faster and more deeply. There are some cultural essences that foreigners cannot understand. This is of great practical importance——”

“And this project is being launched. To be honest, I have already hired Chinese translators and started to read a lot of excellent domestic novels… and I also have some candidates in my heart.”

Accompanied by the TV, the simultaneous interpreter slowly stated that Chuli had no time to swallow the chopsticks in his hand “pop”, and suddenly raised his head and stared at the TV not far away——

The man who didn’t listen to what was said on TV at all, and concentrated on eating raised his head, and cleaned her face with chopsticks: “What’s the matter? Swallow it, how many adults still have food…”

Chuli stared at the TV and squinted slightly.

Then “Guru” swallowed the rice.

Pointing to the TV: “Teacher, what do you see on the coffee table beside Mr. Herman?”

Hiukawahara raised his head and glanced indifferently.

After a glance, he was also stunned.

I saw a falling book on the coffee table beside Herman, a mess of books, one third of which were stacked “Moonlight” magazines;

There is a “Book of Luohe” in the middle;

There is also a book placed on the top, which seems to be picked up and read from time to time, is “Disappearing Amusement Park”.

“I have a hunch,” Chuli tilted his body and “bumped” against Zhou Chuan’s shoulder. “In the near future, you will start a century-old battle with Teacher Jiang Yucheng.”