After applying the medicine to her knee, Chu Li wrapped a bunch of plastic wrap around her knee and limped to take a shower. Zhu Chuan watched her walk to the bathroom door with the sympathetic eyes of a disabled Zhi Jian. Suddenly, he saw her stop, turn around, and ask without any context, "Teacher, have you never been in love since you were born?"

"What's the point of wasting time like this?"

...a very characteristic answer from Hirokawa, righteous and inexplicable - this time it's true.

Chu Li breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, even though she herself was a little confused. After achieving her goal, she began to talk about other things: "As for our student days..."

"Isn't studying the most important thing in student life?" Chu Chuan asked as a matter of course, "Anyway, 95% of college students will break up, so what's the point of dating other than wasting time?"

"If you think it's a waste of time and you're still fantasizing about a ballet goddess..."

"I saw your clumsy legs that can't even walk properly and can easily fall when standing, and I thought of this extreme counterexample based on my conditioned reflex," the man said with a "I'm very smart" look on his face, "especially when I mentioned the Augusta Thirty-Two Spins, I saw you looking at your legs as if they were pig's trotters."

“…………………………” Chu Li felt that he had been standing for too long, so his injured knee was a little painful, so he shifted his center of gravity to the other leg, “Love, this is an experience.”

She had seen her deskmate lying on the desk secretly looking at the boy she liked;

She went to the restroom during the break and pretended to pass by his place;

When the seats are arranged, she is always the first one to rush forward, checking with a sense of winning the lottery whether she is sitting far away from the person she likes, and calculating the change in distance caused by the routine seat changes in the next four weeks;

When there was a power outage during a summer evening self-study class, she walked towards him in the darkness amidst the chaos all around her...

Many years later, perhaps Chu Li’s deskmate has almost forgotten what the boy she had a crush on looked like, forgotten his voice, and even only remembers a vague name - but the throbbing emotions filled with the breath of youth during those years, probably they will never forget it for the rest of their lives, right?

Holding a change of clean clothes, Chu Li leaned against the bathroom door and became a little more serious: "As a cold-blooded teacher, if you want to write a romance, you can only make the heroine either have leukemia or break her leg in a car accident. This is the difference."

"What do you want to say? You are so weird. Who have you had a crush on? You are experienced..."

"I dedicated my entire youthful girlish heart to Teacher Jiang Yucheng."

Zhuchuan: “…”

Where are Jiang Yucheng? Are you kidding me? Who are you trying to make angry?

"Oh, Jiang Yucheng, what's the difference between that and being bullied by a pig throughout your youth." Zhao Chuan raised his eyebrows. "Also, let's not talk about whether my draft was written for fun. Do I have to fall in love properly when writing a romance? Then why didn't I see you forcing me to meditate on the roof every day to absorb the light of the sun and the moon when I was writing about cultivating immortals..."

"..." Chu Liyi said sternly, "You don't understand. This is professional advice from the editor-in-chief."

Zhao Chuan nodded: "Would you like to send the Buddha to the west and tell me professionally, how can I find someone to have a world-shaking love when I stay at home all day and never go out of the door and only face Ergou and you?"

Chu Li moved his lips.

Zhao Chuan crossed his legs and said, "With whom? With you?"

Chu Li's arms, which were holding the clothes, tightened slightly.

Zhao Chuan raised his lips and said, "You look like a driving god in Akina Mountain. Old driver, take me with you and let me be your lover?"

Chu Li's lips twitched: "I am not that kind of person. This kind of thing is not a big deal..."

"How is it impossible?"

"I, I, I, I," Chu Li's face slightly heated up, "I have a boyfriend."

"Who is it?"

"Mr. L."

"Last time you asked me if I was Mr. L, and now you say he is your boyfriend. Are you looking for a fake Zhuchuan as your boyfriend?" Zhuchuan ruthlessly exposed her and said in a half-seriously tone, "Oh my God, are you really fantasizing about me? If so, I will have to lock the door when I sleep at night..."

As soon as the man finished speaking, there was a loud slamming of the door, and the person who was standing at the bathroom door had already disappeared from his sight with a red face in a panic...

Sitting on the sofa, the man was silent for a moment, then sneered and lazily fell back on the sofa.

It was nearly eight o'clock in the evening, and the takeaway he ordered was on the way. It was delivered just when the person in the bathroom had finished washing up, so it was neither too early nor too late, just right.

…

After taking a shower, Chu Li came out to eat a few bites of takeout, and then went back to his room to sleep.

I slept soundly this time, without any worries. It was a rare lazy day on a working day... After waking up, I made lunch for a landlord and a dog at home. Then Chu Li washed up and went out. There was no need to go to the editorial department. This time I went directly to the printing factory that cooperated with "Luohe Divine Book".

Chu Li was halfway there when she received a message from Zhuchuan. The landlord, who had just woken up, took the time to open her QQ profile picture and typed on the keyboard. He was not asking her where she had been or whether she had eaten enough, but to say: Today's kelp soup is a bit salty, did you put too much salt?

[The navy hired by the monkey: Maybe. ]

【Zhuchuan: Kelp is salty to begin with, why did you add so much salt?】

[The monkey's hired navy: Then add some water and boil it again. ]

[Zhu Chuan: I don’t. If I want to do it myself, why would I waste my time typing with you? ]

[The monkey's hired navy: So what do you want? ]

[Zhuchuan: I was hungry, and then I saw you come back from working all afternoon with a guilty conscience and repentant look.]

Chu Li: "..."

I don’t know when it started.

The two of them used to think one word was too much, and when they finished talking, they would send each other "." immediately ending this cold and evil editor and procrastinating author relationship, and it has become like this today——

Looking at the chat records, in addition to talking about work, there are a lot of nonsense such as "What are you eating tonight?", "I want to eat meat", "Er Gouzi is clamoring to go out, you should stay out tonight and don't let him save energy to bother me", "You are mentally retarded" and "You are"...

The two of them talked about the topic of "is the kelp soup salty" which was not even a topic of conversation. They expanded their thoughts and actually made Chu Li talk all the way from home to the printing factory. When they arrived at the place, Ah Xiang was already waiting for them.

Watching Chu Li limping and jogging towards this side from a distance, Ah Xiang looked her up and down and asked: "Where have you been? You look so frivolous?"

Chu Li raised his hand and touched his face: "How could it be?"

Ah Xiang: "Look at your blushing face. Look for a mirror. The corners of your lips are rising uncontrollably. Ah, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Li put down his hand and pushed Ah Xiang into the printing factory: "Nothing, come in quickly..."

This was not Chu Li’s first visit to the printing factory. She also came to check out the site when she was working on “Hua Li” last time. But this was indeed her first visit to the printing factory to check the color. The so-called checking the color means that the editor and the art editor (sometimes they may also be comrades from the printing department) come to the printing factory together to check the color, process, paper used, etc. of the cover printing, to see if the color calibrated on the printing machine is the desired final effect. If yes, they will sign on the cover printing paper that they have confirmed to be the correct color...

In this way, if there is a problem with the bulk goods in the future, such as wrong color or something like that, the printing factory will show this paper to indicate that we are not responsible.

At this moment, looking at the printing press, which was covered with proofs of the Luo River Divine Book, Chu Li felt like his adrenaline was surging.

Oh my god, this is the book I made.

How many days and nights of proofreading, determining the process, mocking up the drawings, and quarreling, how many times have I imagined in my mind what the book will look like...

Now I finally see it.

Bending down, Chu Li picked up a discarded sample with serious color deviation. He touched it again and again, muttering to himself, "Great job!"

Elephant black question mark face.

Seeing Chu Li like a country bumpkin coming to the city, he took out his phone and took a bunch of photos, then quickly sent them to someone, logged into Weibo, and posted a post with many captions on the official Weibo account of Moonlight magazine.

Printing presses in a printing factory, printers checking color cards, and pictures of discarded covers of "The Divine Book of Luo River" scattered all over the floor...

And with words——

【Moonlight Magazine: We will be seeing you soon, so happy! Let’s start with some spoilers that I can’t help but reveal—what kind of online exclusive bonuses do you want?】

After posting on Weibo, exit Weibo.

I was busy opening QQ again, and continued to send photos of the printing factory to someone I didn’t know, along with voice commentary.

"Here are the unused covers. Look how many times they have been scrapped. Big manufacturers are big manufacturers. They will never fool people."

"This is because the cutting process was not done well, and then the small petals here were changed to traditional printing technology to avoid mistakes on the cover..."

"The problem here is the color. Don't you see what's wrong? The moon is green, don't you see?"

"You can see nothing, then look at this and see what's wrong with it?"

"I'm standing next to the printing press."

"This is a printing press. It's the best printing press in the country, a Heidelberg IV. One costs four million. I dare not ask about the annual maintenance fee. Each machine has a captain on duty. The captain is responsible for the quality of the printed materials. You can see from the photos that each captain looks at his printing press with the same loving eyes that the protagonist of a mecha novel looks at his mecha..."

"Oh, this printing press is called Heidelberg, and number 4 because there are four of them."

"Blah blah, blah blah..."

Ah Xiang: “…”

I followed the editor-in-chief who was jumping up and down excitedly silently, and watched her with my eyes wide open as she was as excited as a primary school student on an autumn outing.

Finally, the art editor couldn’t stand it anymore and pressed the editor-in-chief of Luohe Divine Book on the shoulder: “Who are you live-streaming with, like a tour guide——”

Taking advantage of the first ceremony to be stunned.

Ah Xiang stretched her head to look at her cell phone.

I happened to see that Chu Chuan had taken screenshots of Chu Li’s screenshots about “Heidelberg” and “Heidelberg IV”, so I sent him a hilarious emoticon and typed——

【Zhuchuan: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha you are mentally retarded! 】

【Zhuchuan: bumpkin. 】

【Zhuchuan: Keep going. Keep going.】

Ah Xiang: “…”

When did these two, gentle rain and fierce flames, turn into an infatuated love of thunder and fire?

interesting.