Chu Li struggled, but the man's fingertips were firmly tucked into her hair to hold her in his arms. With his other hand, he took the phone from her hand and threw it on the sink... Chu Li reached out to take it reflexively, leaned forward, and with a "pop", the small hair tied in her hair came loose, and the colorful hair rope fell into the palm of the man behind her.

"Did Yuanyue Society ask you and Jiang Yucheng to go to the movies? From what you said, it seems that it is not the case. Did they give you two movie tickets and let you go with whomever you want?"

Chu Li grabbed her phone with one hand and wiped the water off the screen, then stood on tiptoe to take her hair tie back from the man's big hand: "Two movie tickets were issued, but there was no requirement on who I should go with. I originally wanted to go alone, but if I have to go out and meet Teacher Jiang Yucheng tomorrow..."

Zhuchuan lowered his head and looked at his empty palms——

"Is it so unusual to meet Jiang Yucheng on the weekend? Now you are standing in front of us and saying such ridiculous things. If we must follow this logic, shouldn't we have met first?"

"..." Chu Li couldn't keep up with the train of thought, "What?"

Chu Li tied her hair up again, bent down and scooped rice from the rice bucket to prepare for cooking... As she moved, the man also moved, always standing in her home like a shadow that could not be shaken off, like a door panel that could not be knocked down.

"What movie are you going to see?"

"The Talent Catcher tells the story of the talented American editor Max Perkins and the talented writer Thomas Wolff... You know Perkins, he was also Hemingway's editor, the Nightingale of the editing world, he discovered countless talented authors, created countless miracles and legends in the publishing world that are still talked about with relish - his life can be regarded as a benchmark for the editing profession, and he made an immeasurable contribution to the literary world at that time..."

"Are you memorizing the movie review?" Zhu Chuan followed Chu Li to the sink and watched her wash rice. "Of course I know this movie is being released soon."

Chu Li paused while turning on the tap to wash the rice, and seemed a little surprised: "You knew?"

"Why, writers of third-rate junk fast food literature are not allowed to pay attention to serious literature-related biographical movies?" The man pursed his lower lip, "I'm planning to watch it too."

Chu Li completely put down the rice cooker that was washing rice, with shock written all over his face, and continued to repeat like a parrot: "Are you also going to watch it?"

Zhuochuan turned around and hurried out of the kitchen.

Then he hurried back in front of Chu Li's black question mark face, holding the newspaper he was reading that morning: "The newspaper I was reading this morning promoted this movie, so I decided to go and see it - you were sitting next to me this morning, didn't you see what was in the newspaper?"

Chu Li: "..."

In the morning, you are so immersed in the fear that you are still angry that no one will pay attention to what is in the newspaper in your hand.

Zhuo Chuan stuffed the newspaper in his hand into Chu Li's arms, and watching her frantically take it, he raised his eyebrows: "So, don't go with Jiang Yucheng. Everything should be based on first come first served. Since I wanted to watch this movie first and I stood in front of you first, shouldn't half of these two movie tickets belong to me?"

Chu Li: "That's not what I meant—"

Zhuo Chuan: "What's wrong? In high school, my Chinese teacher rejected my essays because they were not as good as Jiang Yucheng's, who graduated seven or eight years ago. After I wrote a book, my dad kept nagging me, "Look at Jiang Yucheng. All the books written by serious authors are bestsellers. When your first bestseller was released, Jiang Yucheng's bestsellers were so popular that they could even play poker. That's not bad enough. Now I'm at Yuanyue Publishing House. It's the same editor, but now they won't even give me a movie ticket. I'm not the author you're mentoring. Yuanyue Publishing House didn't specifically ask for the ticket to be given to Jiang Yucheng! Why not give it to me?"

Why give the vote to Jiang Yucheng?

……………………On what basis?

It’s just giving him a movie ticket, 25 yuan a ticket, and it may even be discounted to 18 yuan if purchased through WeChat Wallet - a movie ticket at 18 yuan a ticket - what else does he need?

Chu Li: "..."

Chu Li: "Wait a minute, I feel dizzy."

Chu Li has been with him for so many days that she should have gotten used to Chu Chuan's thief logic and been able to fight against it, but now she unfortunately finds that it seems that she is still easily entangled in his logical world and then defeated by him with his rich experience as a thief...

Chu Li moved her lips and was about to say something, but at this moment, the phone in her pocket vibrated. She picked it up and found that it was Jiang Yucheng who had replied to her voice message. She poked it with her finger, and then Jiang Yucheng's gentle voice rang out in the kitchen, which had temporarily fallen into silence.

[Watch a movie? Great, it's great to have a free movie! See you tomorrow at noon, I'll treat you to lunch, what do you want to eat? ]

Zhuchuan: “…”

Chu Li: "..."

Chu Li twitched her lips and was about to say that it didn't matter who got the movie tickets, but now it seemed a little too late. However, just as she uttered the first "electric" sound, she heard the man in front of her said in a decisive tone: "Let's go tonight, put down the rice pot, go out to eat, and then watch a movie."

“………???” Chu Li looked at the man and reached out to pour the washed rice back into the rice jar, and quickly reached out to stop him, “No, no, no… It’s just a free movie ticket, only 18 yuan, there’s no need to be so——”

"Isn't eighteen yuan a lot of money?"

“………………Well, well, well, eighteen dollars is still money! You two are both big shots and I can’t afford to offend anyone!” Chu Li was going crazy, “How about we give each of you a movie ticket and go watch it!”

Zhuchuan: “…”

Chu Li: "..."

Hirokawa: "What are two authors trying to do by going to watch a movie about an editor and an author? While watching, they discuss how unreliable today's editors are and how it's a pity they weren't born in that era. They also laugh at each other, saying 'this outdated author who has run out of talent looks like you, haha', 'the male protagonist looks so familiar, arrogant and annoying. Are you his reincarnation?'"

Chu Chuan: “I don’t.”

Zhuochuan: "I won't go with him."

Zhuo Chuan: "We will fight."

“………………………………” Chu Li put the washed rice into the rice cooker, “Let’s go together, let’s go together! Is that ok? You two can each have a free movie ticket, and I can buy myself a ticket for 18 yuan, can’t I sit between you two? I will never give Mr. Jiang Yucheng a chance to laugh at your arrogance; I will also never give you a chance to laugh at his lack of talent; I will also hold you tightly before the two of you fight in public and disturb public order and get caught by the police! Is that ok? ! 18 yuan, it’s still a good deal to buy a life!”

“…”

The man curled his lips and seemed to accept the proposal reluctantly.

Chu Li pointed to the kitchen door and said, "Go out now. I'm going to cook. If you don't go out, help me take the beef out of the refrigerator and cut it up. We'll have beef stewed with potatoes for dinner."

The man paused, imagined himself standing in front of a chopping board with an apron on, cutting meat, and without hesitation, he said, "I want to eat pizza at 12 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Jiang Yucheng will treat me." Then he turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

Chu Li slammed the lid of the rice cooker.

She picked up the kitchen knife and realized that she wanted to chop off people's heads more than cut beef.

…

the next day.

At twelve noon, in the pizza shop of W Cinema Mall in the center of G City.

While eating, the people sitting in the store could hardly control their gaze from looking at the table by the window. There were three people gathered at that table.

The mature and handsome man was wearing a black shirt, denim jacket and jeans. He pushed the door open three minutes ago. At this moment, he stood by the table with his hands in the pockets of his denim jacket, looking down at the person sitting by the window in silence.

The man he was staring at was equally handsome, with slightly naturally curly hair (of course it could have been the effect of hair gel), and he was wearing a black windbreaker. He seemed not to feel the burning gaze from the table, and at this moment he lowered his head, carefully flipping through the menu in his hand;

The girl with short hair standing between the two people looked terrified. She looked at the person standing at the table, then at the person sitting next to her flipping through the menu, and finally chose to remain silent...

Wonderful trio.

The silence was made even more awkward by the cheerful background music of the pizza restaurant. Jiang Yucheng, who was standing by the table, finally reached out, pulled out the long legs of the chair, sat down steadily, and looked at the person who was busy flipping through the menu across the table: "Why is he here?"

This question is obviously asking about the initial ceremony.

Chu Li looked up in bewilderment, wondering “Who am I and where am I?” “Ah, him…”

First cry, then make a fuss, then hang yourself.

So here I come.

"Obviously, when you and this banana man maintained an author-editor relationship, unfortunately, so did I." The man who had been reading the menu carefully with his head down suddenly closed the menu with a "snap", raised his head and looked at the guy sitting opposite him, "Red wine beef tendon pizza, thin crust, with a portion of cheese, thank you."

Zhuchuan stuffed the menu into Chuli's arms and looked up at Jiang Yucheng: "Why are you wearing this kind of denim jacket that you would be ten years younger than you to be able to wear?"

Jiang Yucheng crossed his legs, stretched out his long arm and elegantly took the menu from Chuli Shuangshiji, smiling slightly: "I have never seen this windbreaker of yours before. Did you buy it last night and have it delivered by SF Express?"

Zhuochuan: "You actually dared to shave your beard."

Jiang Yucheng: "You used too much hairspray."

Chu Chuan: "Why are you dressed like a Playboy magazine cover character for a movie?"

Jiang Yucheng: "I'm respecting ladies. How can I let my editor-in-chief be seen with a slovenly man on the street? What about you? You're just going to watch a movie. Why are you dressed like an Oscar red carpet actor? Mr. Korean drama leading man?"

Chu Chuan: "If I just grab a piece of clothing and put it on and it's all the male lead in a Korean drama, then I can't do anything about it. I feel helpless."

Jiang Yucheng: "The Genius Catcher tells the story between serious literary publishers and serious literary creators. What on earth are you doing here, an author who keeps saying 'serious literature must die, I don't need an editor'?"

"Isn't it okay to just watch the excitement?" Zhuo Chuan also crossed his legs. "Let me correct you. This is a story between a serious literary publisher and a popular, serious literary creator. What are you doing here, a washed-up guy?"

Jiang Yucheng: "Always be ready to rise up and overthrow the so-called 'popular authors' who are ignorant of their own limitations."

First Li: “……………………”

Chu Li: "Well, I want to eat chicken pizza."

Zhu Chuan snorted and turned his head away. Jiang Yucheng handed the menu to the waiter without even looking through it. He looked at Chu Li and nodded with a smile: "I'll listen to you. Then it'll be chicken."

Zhuchuan sat up straight with a sullen face and added, "Add cheese."

After that, Chu Li directly ordered three drinks and pasta, and then amiably stopped the waiter from asking the others at the table "Is there anything else you need?" and kindly let the waiter slip away from the table that was immersed in the weird atmosphere.

When the waiter finished repeating the menu and ran away, the man sitting next to Chu Li and the man sitting opposite Chu Li still only had eyes for each other, with lightning and thunder, and swords and sabers flashing.

Chu Li looked at the waiter who ran faster than a rabbit with envy: ................................... I am so jealous that I wish I could escape from this place with him, even if it means just going to the kitchen to wash dishes.

If three people walk together, one of them must be my corpse.

The cool kind.