Ling Yingjun sat aside, looking at Lu Mengmeng quietly.
There is a saying that goes, xx is the best company.
For the fill-in-the-blank question, Ling Yingjun chose the word "silence".
(Original words: Companionship is a long-lasting confession of love)
Lu Mengmeng is so cute when she studies hard.
He was holding his cell phone, dealing with some urgent matters. It was already 11 o'clock in the evening, but he still had a lot of things to do.
He felt like a machine.
Working day and night, replying to every message.
Repeating every sentence, handling each author's new book review, arranging recommendations, listing matters, completion matters, etc.
This is just the big picture, there are countless small details.
He is just a person.
But he was facing thousands of people.
Every author may have his problems.
Maybe it's very simple, just ask if this recommendation needs to be updated.
It may be very complicated, asking about the title, introduction, beginning, etc. of a new book, or about unblocking blocked chapters, or other issues.
This is all normal.
There are also abnormal ones, and each one is funnier than the other, even making people feel powerless.
It was obvious that the answers to all their questions were in his space log, but those authors pretended not to see it. No, to be more precise, they just didn't read it.
And the kind that feels justified.
Those logs about new authors have been downgraded to the level of elementary school students, but some people just can't understand them.
Yes, I don’t understand.
Either I didn’t read it, or I didn’t understand it.
What can you do?
While Ling Yingjun was dealing with these things, he felt upset.
I'm really afraid that one day I'll have myocardial blockage.
After reading the three articles, Lu Mengmeng turned around and said, "Actually, you can just send me the electronic version."
Ling Yingjun shook his head seriously. "After all, the electronic version is not as good as the paper version. It allows people to remember every word and sentence. Only in this way can you patiently read it word by word."
Lu Mengmeng placed the three pieces of paper on the coffee table, and as if she had made a decision, she reached out and hugged Ling Yingjun.
Just hugged for a while.
Before Ling Yingjun could react, Lu Mengmeng had already left his arms and sat down again.
"Handsome brother, you are so nice to me!" Lu Mengmeng said shyly.
Ling Yingjun: (⊙o⊙)
After waiting for a long time without a response, Lu Mengmeng looked up at Ling Yingjun.
It was just a hug. I’ve hugged you many times before. Why do you look so silly?
"Brother Yingjun? What's wrong with you?" Lu Mengmeng couldn't help but ask.
Ling Yingjun came back to his senses and said with a smile: "It's okay."
It's okay, it was just a little too sudden.
Since the two of them confirmed their relationship, they have not done any intimate actions except holding hands. This is the first time they hugged each other.
"It's getting late, you should go to bed early. I have to go to work tomorrow." Ling Yingjun stood up and prepared to go home.
Lu Mengmeng didn't try to keep him. After all, it was already so late. If he didn't go back, Ling's mother would probably be worried.
Just after Ling Yingjun left, the door of the study was suddenly opened.
"You two came back so late from your date without even telling me! And you're still hanging around for a while after you came back. That's enough!" Lu Manman's tone was so jealous that it was enough to make people jealous.
Lu Mengmeng coughed dryly, "Sister, you always eavesdrop on our conversations."
Lu Manman shrugged. "I wasn't eavesdropping. You two were talking quite loudly, and I could hear everything clearly."
"Sister." Lu Mengmeng came forward, "When are you going to find a partner?"
Lu Manman almost choked on her own saliva. This damn girl was so naughty and dared to ask any questions!
Seeing that Lu Manman was about to hit her, Lu Mengmeng, relying on her youth, quickly returned to her room.
Only Lu Manman's foot was left raised.
Lu Mengmeng was so happy listening to crosstalk today and was really tired that she fell asleep without even checking the group messages.
The next morning, Lu Mengmeng just woke up and habitually held her cell phone in her hand.
Since I don’t have to deliver food to Ling Yingjun today, I don’t have to get up early.
Lying lazily in bed, I opened the group chat.
In the author group.
Newbie Five: "@Ling Jiao, as an editor, even if the author can't remember when the book should be published, it's not your place to question the author in a questioning tone! Isn't it better to speak to the author in a friendly manner? There are many writers who are more experienced than you. Do you know what respect means? If you don't understand, don't work as an editor! Even if this book is finished, it will definitely not be published. I leave it at that!"
It seems that this newbie left the group after sending this message, because her username has become a string of numbers.
A group of people looked confused. What happened?
Everyone continued chatting and no one paid attention to this person.
First, this person is a newbie and no one is familiar with him.
Secondly, no one knows what happened. Besides, the person has already left the group and is not even a friend. What is there to ask?
What's more, this is about editors. We are all smart. Everyone knows what their own editor is like.
Everyone just glanced over this topic, but Lu Mengmeng took note of it and took a screenshot.
For some reason, she always felt that this matter would never end.
Feng Miao: "Big cuties, little cuties, good morning!"
Fang Ying: "Hey, Feng Miao is here."
Feng Miao: "Sister Fang, your presence is so strong that it always reminds me of that Beihe Sanren who is always online in the chat room!"
Ying Yue: "Don't I have a strong sense of presence? Feng meow! You don't love me anymore!"
Feng Miao: "I have never loved you!"
Xiao Wu: "Starting to chat so early in the morning? I think Feng Miao is right. Sister Fang Ying's presence is really strong. No matter when I come to the group, Sister Fang is online."
Feng Miao: "It's as if I never rest, never stop typing."
Fang Ying: "Khan, how could I be like that? You little girls, stop talking nonsense."
Feng Miao: "I'm not the only one saying this. Look, everyone is saying this. Sister Fang v587!"
Xiao Yuer: "Today is Wednesday. This week has passed so quickly! In two days it will be time to come back for the short break."
There is a fun cycle to writing a book.
On Friday, the recommendations are sent through the author’s backend, and you will know what recommendations you will have next week.
On Sundays, the recommended positions will be arranged uniformly, which is the so-called upper recommendation.
It's only been two or three days this week and there have been no collections, no subscriptions, it's a flop!
Infinite loop.
Feng Miao: "Please don't mention the recommendation. I haven't recommended anything for two weeks! You're so pathetic, so pathetic!"
Meimei: "It's the same with you. We're all so pitiful."
After all, only a few people have recommendations, and most people are still waiting.
Feng Miao: "Change the subject. Don't talk about this if there's nothing to say. It hurts our feelings."
Nong Hello: "Feng Miao, didn't you go to listen to crosstalk yesterday? Can you tell us what was interesting?"
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