Chu Li's eyes rolled around in her sockets, and her hair fell down beside her ears - she blew it with her mouth tilted. Seeing this, Zhao Chuan stood up and reached out to tuck her hair behind her ears. His slightly rough fingertips rubbed her earlobe, bringing a slight red tinge.

"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?" Chu Li lowered his head and continued to cut vegetables. "Did Gu Baizhi ask you to come?"

"Um."

"Why doesn't she come to me herself?"

"Poaching is not a very glorious thing. Why not make a big fuss about it? In fact, Gu Baizhi is quite similar to you. She is arrogant and thinks she is the most powerful person in the world." The man simply stood next to the kitchen counter and helped Chu Li wash rice and vegetables. "According to her style of 'all people in the physical publishing industry are idiots except me', this is the first time she has taken the initiative to ask for someone..."

"Does she want me or you?" Chu Li smiled, thinking of Yu Yao's WeChat Moments screenshot, with a look of disapproval on her face, "We got the chance to buy "The Love Story of a Woman" this time, and from what I know she's super pissed."

"She said it wasn't because of this, she just wanted me to tell you that if Yao resigns, there will only be a bunch of idiots left in Yuanyue Society. Imagine how it feels to be surrounded by idiot zombies. Would you be scared?"

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten about it."

"I don't think she did it for me. The first time she told me about you going to that stupid Yuanyue Society was when you were working on Huangquan Inn?" Zhao Chuan grabbed some rice and poured out the milky rice washing water. "Well, you had just started working on Zhutian at that time. She liked the book very much and said that she saw the spiritual shadow of Suo Heng in it... At that time, she felt that you were different from Lao Miao and the others."

Because of Suo Heng?

The resistance on Chu Li's face weakened a little: "So?"

"You've seen the chat history, haven't you? I'm not hiding from you." Zhu Chuan said, "The next time I mentioned you was when Ah Gui's sailing novel started serialization... It's quite popular, right? I heard it brought a lot of gay traffic to Moonlight. Xindun has been eyeing this big gay cake for a long time, and you found the breakthrough that she couldn't find. She thinks you're smart."

Ai?

I can’t tell, that Gu Baizhi…

You are really good at exaggerating.

This time, Chu Li finally gave Zhu Chuan a straight look: "Why didn't you tell me when someone praised me?"

"Why should I tell you? You are a person who can't stand compliments. If you say anything complimentable, your tail will fly up to the sky!" Zhaochuan reached out and patted Chu Li's butt.

The big wet hand left a huge claw mark on Chu Li's denim shorts. Chu Li hissed and bent over to hide, but the man's hand seemed to be stuck on her butt and she couldn't get rid of it. He even pinched her with the temperament of a filthy uncle!

"Ah!" Chu Li raised the kitchen knife, "Take your hands off my ass like a father touching his daughter!"

"I won't." Zhu Chuan came closer shamelessly, "I'll touch your tail..."

As he spoke, his big hand was about to drill into her pants. Chu Li hissed, and the next second the kitchen knife in her hand was snatched away by the man and thrown away. The latter mumbled "swords have no eyes", then picked up Chu Li and put her on the kitchen counter - squeezed himself between her legs - lifted her chin to make her look at him directly: "What do you think?"

Chu Li raised her head and kissed the man's chin: "What?"

Zhuchuan: "New shield."

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

Zhuo Chuan: "Then they definitely can't agree to your request."

Chu Li: "There's no room for two tigers in one mountain... and Ah Gui and Suo Heng are still serializing. What will happen to them if I leave?"

Zhuo Chuan reached out and pressed her head against his shoulder, rubbing her face and messing up her hair: "You still have unrealistic fantasies about Yuanyue Society. After all these things, don't you understand one thing - you can't change this world, and no one can either."

Chu Li pressed her nose against the man's body and took a deep breath. Her breath was filled with his scent. Her heartbeat quickened. She opened her arms and hugged the man in front of her tightly. She nodded vaguely and said, "But there is a saying that is right: as human beings, we work so hard just to prevent the world from changing us."

…

August, midsummer time.

Chu Chuan's "Fated with Peach Blossoms and Swords" is serialized on Weibo and "Moonlight" magazine simultaneously. Whether it is the topic of the article itself, the popularity is very high... Every day, the comments under Chu Chuan's updated Weibo are all readers——

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

【The heroine is even cuter. 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhh sweet sweet sweet!!!】

[Zhuchuan66666666666 I see the boyish heart you had in this article, and it resonates with my girlish heart! ]

And the author——

[…When men start writing sweet romance novels, we female authors have to stand aside.]

[This solves my confusion for many years about the setting where the character's real body travels back in time and becomes so poor that he has to beg for food: technology is so advanced nowadays, and the protagonist is carrying real silver and gold, how could he not be able to exchange them for RMB!]

[Zhu Chuan brought me back to the romance genre, and I also want to write romance. 】

[Some of the wording and sentence selections have obvious traces of youth, and the revised manuscript is interspersed with mature narrative techniques - it can be said that the whole article gives people a very subtle and just right feeling, like a glass of peach and lime sparkling water. ]

Zhuochuan's Weibo is very lively every day...

Different from the lifeless appearance a few days ago, the number of reposts and comments on Weibo is increasing every day.

This is something the author is very willing to see. As an author, no matter how high their godhood or how much they are worth, after updating every day, happily reading the comments on their mobile phones is the only habit and pleasure they have cultivated over the years of writing.

With comments, they come alive.

Without comment, they are dead.

"You looked at the little girl's message, and the way your lips curled up was particularly disgusting," Chu Li snatched the phone from Zhu Chuan, "You are not allowed to look at it."

The man sitting on the sofa leaned back and looked at the person standing behind him: "Okay, I won't watch anymore."

Chu Li: "..."

Chu Li moved the hand holding the phone and wondered if she was being too jealous.

Zhuchuan: "Look at you."

Chu Li: “Yeah.”

Chu Chuan: "Praise me."

Chu Li said expressionlessly: "The teacher is the best. The articles he writes are so good. I read them every day."

Zhuochuan: "Call me again."

Chu Li: "What? Teacher?"

The man stretched out his long arm and grabbed the arm of the person behind him to force her to bend down. He stretched his neck and kissed the tip of her nose: "You screamed well. It's hard."

…

September is the busy start of the school year.

Yu Yao reached a peaceful and friendly consensus with Yuanyue Publishing House, resigned quietly, and became the personal agent of writer Suo Heng;

Chu Li took up the position of editor-in-chief of the editorial department of Yuanyueshe's "Moonlight" magazine. It had been exactly one and a half years since Chu Li officially joined Yuanyueshe.

——After Lao Miao resigned, Xiao Niao was fired, and Yu Yao left, Chu Li was the only editor left in the entire editorial department. By the time she realized that she seemed to be left alone, she had already worked overtime for three consecutive days.

Her Royal Highness the Princess at home also complained for three whole days.

She believed that Jiang Yucheng, Guiwa, Suo Heng and all the authors of Moonlight magazine were the culprits that hindered his healthy sex life... So on the third day after taking office as editor-in-chief, Chu Li returned home in the moonlight, only to be greeted by her resentful boyfriend and a big dog wagging its tail.

"You should go and recruit some new people." Zhuo Chuan took the bag from Chu Li's hand, "I wait for you at home every day, carrying your bags and shoes for you. I have become your pet."

"...As someone who only makes 8,000 yuan a month after tax, I can't afford to support a male pet with an eight-digit savings." Chu Li kicked off her high heels and hung on Zhu Chuan's waist. "I'm so tired."

Zhao Chuan touched the head of the man hanging on him and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I ordered takeout. I won't cook tonight. Let's discuss the recruitment of new editors."

"How can we recruit new people when we are in the middle of nowhere?" Chu Li put her arm around Zhu Chuan's waist. The man turned around and dragged her towards the dining table as if they were glued together. "If you really care about me, you should proofread the manuscript you submitted yourself. No one has as many typos as you do. Why are you in such a hurry when typing? Can't you just write slowly?"

The man stopped and looked back.

Chu Li raised her head, rested her chin on the man's back, and looked back at him.

"Now that you've become the editor-in-chief, you have the confidence to speak your mind. You dare to find fault with me, right?"

"When I was an editor intern, I told you: Teacher, are you making too many typos?"

“What did I answer?”

"'I'm happy, what the hell.'"

“I still give the same answer now.”

“…”

Chu Li rolled her eyes and pulled her hand back from the man's big hand. She jumped onto the chair beside the dining table and sat cross-legged. When Zhu Chuan lowered his head to open the takeout box and set the table, she grabbed the remote control to turn on the TV, switched a few channels, and took the chopsticks that Zhu Chuan handed to her and put them in her mouth. By chance, she turned to a channel that was broadcasting a TV series, and she asked casually, "How is the progress of the filming of "The Divine Book of Luo River"?"

"We're casting." The man reached out and pulled the chopsticks out of her mouth. "What's wrong?"

She kept pressing the button until she found a talk show with the international writer Herman. The location seemed to be his home in Istanbul, the central city of Turkey. After all, it was someone she hoped to get close to. Chu Li glanced at it casually and stopped to change the channel. She didn't really watch what was being said in the interview. She scratched her head and smiled at Zhao Chuan, "After you choose, remember to ask the film and television company to cooperate with you in the official announcement. I'll sell another wave of books, so that we can reprint a large number of copies... Has the male lead been decided?"

Zhuchuan thought for a moment and said, "Bai Yi, right?"

Chu Li raised her hand and took back the chopsticks that had just been snatched away. She exclaimed, "Wow, you're quite a good choice. Bai Yi just debuted at the beginning of last year and acted in a Bonnie and Clyde movie with a big star. He has good acting skills and a lively look. He seems to be going to be a popular star in the next few years... Can you help me get an autograph? Can I visit him on set?"

"You're still a fan." Zhuo Chuan pressed her head, "Eat your meal."

Chu Li narrowed her eyes and watched the man sit next to her. The two of them ate a few mouthfuls of rice side by side. Chu Li gave the uneaten green pepper to Zhe Chuan, who stuffed it into his mouth without even raising his eyelids.

Chu Li: “Is it delicious?”

Zhuochuan: "Shut up."

As the two of them were talking in a low, "civilized" voiceover, a voice-over came from the TV:

[Mr. Herman, you mentioned a few years ago that your next work might revolve around traditional Chinese culture and oriental elements, and you also mentioned that you hoped to find young Chinese writers to collaborate on the film script.]

"For me, working with local writers can help me understand local culture faster and more deeply. There are some cultural essences that foreigners cannot understand, which is of great practical importance—"

"While this project is being launched, I have already started to hire Chinese translators and read a lot of excellent Chinese novels... and I have some candidates in mind."

As the simultaneous interpreter on TV slowly narrated, Chu Li put down his chopsticks in his hand without even having time to swallow a mouthful of rice, and suddenly raised his head to stare at the TV not far away -

The man who was concentrating on eating without paying attention to what was being said on TV raised his head, cleaned the end of the chopsticks and poked her face: "What's wrong? Swallow it. You are an adult and still hold rice in your mouth..."

Chu Li stared at the TV, squinting slightly.

Then he swallowed the rice in one gulp.

Pointing at the TV, he said, "Teacher, what's on the coffee table next to Mr. Herman?"

Zhao Chuanyuan raised his head and glanced at it casually.

After taking one look, he was also stunned.

There was a pile of books on the coffee table next to Herman, a mess of eight or so books, one third of which were stacked "Moonlight" magazines.

In the middle is a copy of the Luo River Divine Book;

There is another book placed on the top, which seems to be often picked up and read. It is "The Vanishing Amusement Park".

"I have a feeling," Chu Li leaned over and bumped into Zhu Chuan's shoulder, "in the near future, you will start a battle of the century with Teacher Jiang Yucheng."