Sweet text writer quit

Sang Yuan smiled and said, "Hello, manager." After speaking, he was going to stagger her, planning to sit at a seat farther away.

But Min Qingzhi stopped her, "Did we make an appointment to say something last night?"

"Uh... yes." Sang Yuan remembered her appearance last night, her lips were a little dry.

Min Qingzhi looked at her, "And then?"

"And then there is no more, you didn't say it, and I didn't say it."

Min Qingzhi rubbed her temples, she didn't remember anything at first, but later she saw the call records with Zhao Han in her mobile phone, and saw Zhao Han sent her a WeChat message asking her what happened, and she recalled some broken things. fragments come.

But great, they didn't say anything.

The two sat down to have breakfast at a distance.

In order not to look at Min Qingzhi, Sang Yuan played with her mobile phone while eating, and she didn't put down her mobile phone to chat with her until Zhou Xin came to her.

As a result, Zhou Xin sent her away directly with the first sentence, "You are swollen like a pig's head."

"Stop scolding." Sang Yuan didn't dare to think about what Min Qingzhi thought of her just now, maybe she was secretly laughing at her in her heart.

Zhou Xin happened to mention Min Qingzhi, "Why is the manager all right?"

"Gifted."

"Are you talking about yourself?"

Sang Yuan was speechless, to be able to swell up like her did need a bit of talent.And she didn't sleep well last night, and woke up several times in the middle, which aggravated her edema.

"By the way," Zhou Xin said, "you fell asleep last night, and I was so angry that I couldn't sleep, so I read the abuse article at [-]:[-]. It was too immersive. I saw the manager in a daze this morning. I actually think the manager should be on crutches."

The culprit, Sang Yuan, silently dismissed the blame, "You didn't sleep well, you're crazy."

Zhou Xin ignored her words and continued to indulge in her own world, "How should I put it, even if it is directly substituted into the face of our manager, there is no sense of disobedience. When I think of the heroine crying so many times, I feel distressed when I see the manager. .”

Sang Yuan didn't know whether to cry or laugh, so Zhou Xin was praising her for her good writing.

"I can't look at the manager anymore, imagine her crying, I'm broken."

Sang Yuan deliberately didn't think about Min Qingzhi's appearance last night, but after hearing Zhou Xin's words, she couldn't stop thinking about it.That's right, seeing Min Qingzhi cry, she also broke her defenses.

She raised her eyes and looked at Min Qingzhi in the distance. She was drinking porridge gracefully, as if she were two people from last night.The sights crossed, and Sang Yuan quickly retracted his gaze.

Zhou Xin said, "It's a pity that you don't read abuse articles."

Sang Yuan chewed the food, but found it tasteless.

I still ate lunch here, and there was a lottery. Sang Yuan won a pair of couple cups, one red and one blue, a bit rustic, and she randomly stuffed them into her bag.

On the way back, Sang Yuan slept from beginning to end, making up for the lack of sleep last night.

So that night, she couldn't sleep.

Sang Yuan sat in front of the computer, thinking about how to write, but looking at the screen, her brain was completely empty, she couldn't think of any plot, and couldn't type a word.

Finally, her eyes fell on the red and blue couple cups she put on the computer table, and she let out a long sigh.

It is rare for her to be in this state, and it is her normal state that her hand speed cannot keep up with her brain speed.Now that she was like this, she could only explain it as her first time writing abusive texts, and it was normal that she didn't know how to write it down.

Crawling back on the bed again, Sang Yuan flipped through the photo album of her mobile phone and looked at some photos taken this time.

Then she remembered the photo she took of Min Qingzhi on the boat, which she deleted.She picked the side of the phone, clicked into the recycle bin, found the photo and restored it.

It's a really nice photo, but it's also worth collecting on an artistic level.

Thinking about it, Sang Yuan didn't delete the photos again.

This time, the Kawen has not been lifted for a week, and the update depends on saving manuscripts, but this hill is about to be eaten up by Sang Yuan.

Sang Yuan started to panic, and started to fish when she was at work, typing on the keyboard, but the things she wrote were not usable at all, and she was not satisfied at all.

She found Yu Xi and asked her the solution when she met Calvin.

[Yu Xi: Let's sort out the plot, maybe you can figure it out. 】

[Sang Buyuan: I sorted it out, but it doesn't work. 】

[Yu Xi: emm, are you under too much psychological pressure from being scolded by the comments?It's okay, I see that your clicks haven't dropped much, and the data is pretty good. 】

[Sang Buyuan: No, it's not about comments. 】

【Yu Xi: So you are too tired from work? 】

【Sang Buyuan: No, I'm not too tired from work. 】

Yu Xi didn't reply anymore, Sang Yuan sighed, thinking that she might have been scared away by her own negative energy.

Sang Yuan couldn't figure out what was going on, let alone code words these days, she couldn't even arouse interest in eating, and felt listless in doing everything.

Yu Xi suddenly received another message, it was a picture of two dogs.

[Yu Xi: I took two pictures of my home for you, fresh. 】

Seeing the blurred big golden retriever in the photo, Sang Yuan smiled.

[Yu Xi: If you can’t write it, don’t write it. After work, go do something else and relax. 】

[Sang Buyuan: Good! 】

After closing WeChat, Sang Yuan turned around and asked Zhou Xin, "Is there any event tonight?"

"A music festival."

"Music festival?" Sang Yuan took out her mobile phone and searched. She didn't have any interest in rock music festivals, but it might change her mood. When she saw that tickets were still on sale, she hurriedly bought one.

"Are you going alone?" Zhou Xin leaned over, looked her in the eyes, and she said, "I won't go."

Sang Yuan suddenly hesitated again, but she had already bought the tickets, and she couldn't get a refund if she bought the tickets today, "I'll ask my friends." But her friends all said that they had something to do tonight.

Zhou Xin comforted, "It's okay, it's quite interesting to go alone."

That's right, you should go alone, and you can relax by going alone, without being influenced by people you know.Thinking of this, Sang Yuan made a decision.

When it was time to get off work, Sang Yuan hurried away.The place where the music festival is held is a certain distance from the company, and it takes nearly an hour to get on the subway alone, let alone a long walk after getting off the subway.

After leaving the subway station, Sang Yuan looked in the direction with her mobile phone, and suddenly felt someone tap her on the shoulder.