The editor is always teasing me gl

Speaking of which, she has been approached by Qianyu several times.

The routine of those editors is basically to say a lot of very polite words in the email, and then list the generous remuneration offered there, hoping she can consider it.

But for Qin Yichun, she is not short of money, nor is she short of magazine publishing houses that can pay high prices to poach her. What she needs is not material things, but the full sincerity when she treats her works.

Therefore, she doesn't need to think about cooperating with a magazine that has a feud and doesn't see sincerity in its work.

If she doesn't have the capital to choose those, that's a different matter.

However, what is this northbound, and when did you start paying attention to yourself?

Qin Yichun had a little impression of her, but he didn't pay special attention.

Qianyu, does this have new blood?Even the editing style has suddenly changed.

Qin Yichun didn't care about that person named Sui Yuejing anymore, and continued to do questions and answers.

Then, she found that every time she made a question and answer, Beixing would follow up with a comment.

Q: I just saw someone say that your writing is rubbish, what do you think of it?There are quite a few people who scold you, do you care about it?I hope Queenie can speak her mind!

Qin Yichun: "I don't care, because when something is written, some people like it and some don't, it's a very normal thing—do you believe it?"

Qianyu editor-in-chief Beixing: "The work is the author's child. Do you think you will be happy if someone points at your child's nose and scolds an ugly ghost? But, what's the use of not caring? Can it change the world? It can't. Just like those scolding Like her, he has the ability to make everyone follow in his footsteps and hate her together? No."

——This content comes from a passage in Qin Yichun's novel "I".

The heroine of the novel is a new-generation cartoonist. After a comic became popular, she achieved good sales results.

But at the same time, there are also a large number of people who stand up and criticize her, saying that her lines and so on are not good enough, and the only bright spot is her strong storyline.But strictly speaking, her storytelling is not as good as many full-time writers in the literary world.

So, when the heroine was interviewed by a star artist of a comic magazine, she said the above paragraph.

After finishing all the questions and answers, Qin Yizhen read all the things that Beixing replied.

Yes, all the words used in Beixing's reply are from his own text.And, not limited to one work, interesting.

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Yizhen finally posted a Weibo: "What are some examples of not going back to the south wall without hitting the south wall, and not dying until the Yellow River?"

After a while, Beixing commented: "Me."

After seeing it, Qin Yizhen felt that this person named Beixing was really funny.

So, she clicked on Beihang's Weibo homepage.

It is almost full of solicited manuscripts and magazine promotional content, as well as several film reviews and book reviews of literary works.

Moreover, after Qin Yizhen finished reading, he found that Beixing's entry point for looking at things was quite similar to his own.If I wrote those film reviews or book reviews by myself, I would probably also mention the points she mentioned.

To be honest, it is quite rare to meet someone who is so in tune with my thinking.

After that, Qin Yichun entered his mailbox, dragged the scroll bar, found the Qianyu manuscript request letter, clicked to open it, and read it again.

At this time, Weibo reminded her that she had received a private message.

After Qin Yichun clicked on the little red dot, he saw Beixing in a series of private messages.

The editor-in-chief of Qianyu went north: "Hello."

The cursor was flickering in the blank space of the dialog box, Qin Yichun thought for a moment, and replied: "Do you still want to make an appointment?"

Qianyu editor-in-chief Beixing: "That's right. I won't talk about those messy things. I admire you very much, to be precise, I appreciate your writing, so can you let your writing appear on the page of our monthly magazine? "

"I've already refused, haven't I?" Qin Yichun finished replying, picked up his phone and looked at the girlfriends group on WeChat.

Editor-in-chief of Qianyu Beixing: "Yes. But everything will change with the passage of time. For example, our magazine. The past does not represent the present. Whether it is internal practitioners or the concept of the magazine, it is always changing. Stop updating."

"Then how can you be sure that I will change my mind?" Qin Yichun asked back.

Editor-in-chief of Qianyu Beixing: "I'm not sure. But many things in this world are like this. If you don't do it because I'm not sure, you may never be able to make any changes. But as long as you do it, you will There will be a silver lining."

"I'm really tired recently, let me think about it." After sending, Qin Yizhen closed all the open pages on the computer, and finally shut down.

Afterwards, Qin Yichun stood up, stretched out slightly, walked to the reclining chair on the side, and sat down with a crooked body.

After a while, she picked up her phone and looked at the time displayed on the phone screen, then got up again, changed clothes, put on makeup, and went out.

Today I made an appointment to go clubbing with some friends, now the time is almost up, it's time to go.

She suddenly felt that she might be more suitable to be single.

After all, it would be more liberating that way.As for Cheng Cheng... Qin Yichun laughed, fuck her father.

After arriving at the bar, Qin Yichun walked to the booth where his friend was and sat down, ordered a glass of wine, then raised it up in the air, and said with a smile: "Come on, cheers!"

"Yizhen, are you really okay?" Qianzi was still a little worried.

"What can I do?" Qin Yichun pinched the stem of the wine glass and turned to look at her.

"Oh my God, you don't look like you've lost your love. It's like winning the lottery. You're smiling so happily. When I lost my love, it took half a year to recover." Ah Ling, who was sitting across from her, couldn't help complaining. said a word.

"Who called me Qin Yichun? It's so cool." Qin Yichun said, put his hand under his chin, and moved his neck in a loud voice.

That's right, who is Qin Yichun, Qin Yichun is a person who is always clear about his goals, and will never make things difficult for him.

"Suddenly I'm curious, in the future, will you meet someone who can make you let go of all principles and devote yourself to love." Qian Zi suddenly sighed.

"You mean I wasn't devoted enough before?" Qin Yichun asked.

"Hahaha, I'm talking nonsense!" Qian Zi was stunned for a moment, then shook her hand.

It's been a long time since I came to the bar, and it's rare to come again, just listening to the music inside, Qin Yichun felt that his mood became very good.

But what is more helpless is that when playing the "Fifteen Twenty" guessing game, Qin Yichun kept losing, so he drank a lot of wine.

When he was a little dizzy from drinking, Qin Yichun took a picture of the wine and posted it on Weibo, saying: "It feels good to relax. It also feels good to be slightly drunk."

Having had enough fun, after being driven home from the bar by a friend, Qin Yichun posted on Weibo with his mobile phone while walking.

After reading a bunch of private messages in a daze, she saw Beixing's reply.

Qianyu editor-in-chief Beixing: "Okay, I look forward to your reply. My number: 15612****76, if you can, please contact me at any time. You don't need to give me yours, I have it."

"So fast? You even got my number now?" Qin Yichun felt that the other party's persistence was a bit beyond his imagination.

Qianyu editor-in-chief Beixing: "Because I was poisoned by you."

Seeing this sentence, Qin Yizhen subconsciously re-entered Beixing's Weibo page to check the gender.

Female.

After that, Qin Yizhen was inexplicably happy.This editor's speech is really different from those editors who are strict.

"Aren't you afraid that there will be no cure?" She hasn't promised to write, and although she will consider it, she may refuse at any time.

After all, she has been a little tired recently.After returning from the trip, I didn't have time to rest, so I just did this and that, and by the way, I lost a relationship.It was a bit strenuous to write just one serial in her hand, and she would go crazy if she had to take on another job.

Editor-in-Chief of Qianyu Beixing: "If there is no solution, it is fate."

After Qin Yichun finished answering, he sat there holding his forehead and smiled lightly.However, after a few seconds, she put down her hand again and replied: "You are quite funny. All right, I will think about it carefully."

Editor-in-Chief of Qianyu Beixing: "Okay. Also, drink alcohol in moderation. After all, getting drunk is more likely to cause accidents."

When Qin Yizhen saw that sentence, he knew that she must have read the blog he posted before, so she said this sentence.

"It's okay. But, what can happen to me?" After Qin Yichun finished replying, he turned on the music player and dragged out a song.

Editor-in-Chief of Qianyu Beixing: "Some things that are hard to say."

"No, I prefer to do those things that are hard to say when I am awake." Qin Yichun replied casually, rubbing his forehead with his palm.

When Yan Beiqi saw the other party's reply, he knew that his words had misunderstood the other party.In fact, when she said "it's hard to say", what she wanted to express was that if she was drunk and went home alone, it would be easy to encounter some unspeakable bad things on the road.

"This sentence sounds like she has a lot of experience." In the end, Yan Beiqi still didn't correct her, and just followed Queenie's words.

"It's not very rich, just a few thousand times." Qin Yichun joked.

Then, the other party replied: "Ha, to be honest, you have subverted my imagination a bit."

"So what do you think I should be?" Qin Yizhen has always been curious about what kind of image he is in the hearts of different readers.

"I thought you were the kind...a serious student who wears a white skirt and glasses in the library."

"So you're saying I'm not serious? It's interesting, let's stop talking, I'm going to wash up and go to sleep." After Qin Yichun finished speaking, he walked into the bathroom without waiting for a reply.

A serious student in a white dress and glasses?Qin Yichun brushed his hair up to the top of his head, looked at himself in the mirror with blurred eyes, then hung his head with a chuckle.

Wait, what nonsense did she talk to people just now, is it really easy to let go after drinking a little wine?

From this point of view, what Qian Zi said before when she was drunk and hugged the pillow and kissed for half an hour was true.

It's not really drunk yet, and it starts to fly.

On the other side, Yan Beiqi, who was lying on the bed, sent a good night, and then looked at the picture taken at the bar sent by Queenie.

There are decorations on this table or something... YOUNGER bar?

After that, he put the phone on the bed, crossed his legs, pinched his chin with his hand, and frowned in thought.

This should happen in all likelihood, although it's not particularly certain.

However, if what Queenie said about thinking about it was just perfunctory, then, judging from her previous rejection style, she didn't have to talk so much with herself.

Thinking of this, Yan Beiqi got out of bed, went to get a can of Coke, pulled the tab, drank half of the can in one go, walked unsteadily to the door of his bedroom, and looked back at the messy desk inside.

The author has something to say: there may be another chapter tonight, maybe, probably, it’s hard to say