The daily life of a sickly girl in Liyue Port

Three days later, in a familiar house, Qianxue got out of the quilt. On the table were Qianxue's achievements over the past three days.

Qianxue stayed in bed for a moment, then got out of bed and started to wash up.

During these days, except for eating, Qianxue spent the rest of the time in her house writing novels. After three days of hard work, she finally finished it.

Today is the day to officially sign the contract with Liyue Publishing House. After the signing is successful, printing can begin, and Wanwen Collection will be released for sale in a few days.

After washing up, Qianxue looked at herself in the mirror and started another day of self-obsession. She felt that she was becoming more and more like Irena.

Patting her cheeks with water to drive away the last trace of drowsiness, Qianxue's eyes were bright. After she fell in love with writing novels, her mental state was getting better and better.

After getting dressed and checking that there were no problems with the manuscript, she went to Wanwen Collection again. Last time she was not confident about herself, but this time she was full of confidence.

Okay, it was a little bumpy.

When I walked out of the Hall of Purity, I found that Miss Yi Guan at the door was not there today. I remembered what Hu Tao said yesterday. It seemed that she went to do something with Hu Tao and Zhongli.

After closing the door to the Hall of Rebirth, Qianxue walked to Liyue Publishing House.

The people of Liyue Port live and work in peace and contentment. Their life has always been like this, stable and warm. Qianxue is walking among the crowd. This kind of life is what she yearns for.

When passing by Wanwen Collection, there was a huge flow of people, and there were several queues of people buying books. They were all talking about novels, and they were all people who loved reading.

Qianxue bypassed the crowd and glanced at the novel on the bookstall from a distance. The distance was too far and she couldn't see the patterns on it clearly.

Qianxue suddenly thought of a question. There are illustrations on the cover of the novel. The publisher should find someone to make it for them, right?

At that time, she would have asked. She knew that Abedo had superb painting skills, but Abedo was far away in Mondstadt and it was difficult to contact him. Even if he could be contacted, he might not agree to make the cover and illustrations for her novel.

Qianxue has a lot on her mind. For her, she can only keep thinking about other things and not focus on the time and physical strength required to walk.

She would subconsciously feel that the energy consumed was very small, which was her long-standing experience.

Arriving in front of Liyue Publishing House, she came today not during the meal time. The girl in the hall was still the same as last time. When she saw it was Qianxue, Qianxue waved happily.

Immediately thinking of something, Xiu Chun's body became a little stiff, but when he saw that Qianxue's condition was much better than before, a bright smile appeared on his face again.

When Qianxue came to Xiuchun, the girl in front of her smiled brightly and seemed very happy for her arrival.

Seeing her smiling at him so brightly, Qianxue's tense nerves trembled and she pursed her lips and smiled at Xiuchun.

"Come on, come up quickly. Sister Zhang is waiting for you upstairs."

"Okay, thank you."

Qianxue was a little surprised, but still politely thanked her.

She doesn't seem to know the girl's name yet. I'll ask her next time I come here. I have a pretty good impression of her.

"It's okay, everything goes well."

Xiu Chun squinted her eyes. She was looking forward to Qianxue's novel, but unfortunately she still had to wait a week after today to read it.

Qianxue felt a little hesitant when she saw how close she was to him. She nodded to Xiuchun and then walked to the second floor. There were only a few scattered people in the lobby on the first floor, not too many.

Walking up to the second floor, it was exactly the same as last time, except that compared to the empty space last time, this time there were people sitting on the empty desks. Qianxue swallowed nervously.

According to her memory, she came to Zhang Xueying's desk. At this time, Zhang Xueying was looking at the manuscript in front of her with a frown. Qianxue took a peek and quickly looked away.

I didn't see the content clearly, but I just saw that the font on it was neater and more beautiful than hers, and it looked pleasant.

It's just that Qianxue didn't understand why Sister Zhang looked so bitter and resentful, so she didn't think much and called out softly.

"Sister Zhang, I'm here."

Zhang Xueying, who was being tortured by an article with no writing logic, heard Qianxue's crisp voice and raised her eyes to look at Qianxue, with a light called relief flashing in her eyes.

She really couldn't read this article. Every word she read was a torture to her soul. However, it was stipulated that she must read the first part before she could reject the other party.

Now, let her read Qianyue's novel first. After all, she had been looking forward to Sakura's ending for three days, and she wanted to witness it herself.

"Qianxue, you're here. Sit there and rest for a while. I'll read the novel first. If you have anything to do, you can go and do your work first."

Zhang Xueying rubbed her eyes, stood up and stretched. The perfect curves of a mature woman were exposed, arousing the most beautiful reveries in people's hearts.

She was sitting next to the window. Zhang Xueying looked into the distance and relaxed her eyes. She knew Qianxue's handwriting clearly. It was psychological torture just now, but this time it was physical.

"Ok."

Qianxue obediently agreed. Even though she had been deliberately practicing her calligraphy in the past few days, the calligraphy was not that easy to master. It could only be said that she could barely read it and it was still very sloppy.

Qianxue couldn't help it, she had already tried her best to write it.

Zhang Xueying took the manuscript from Qianxue's hand without any change in her expression. After all, she had already prepared herself mentally.

It was just more strenuous, and it was better than reading novels that she couldn't read at all. Zhang Xueying suddenly thought of something in her mind, and looked at Qian Xue who was sitting aside and looking at the scenery outside the window.

"Qianxue, there is a problem you will face in the future."

Qianxue, who was wandering in the sky, came back to her senses and looked at Zhang Xueying with a puzzled expression. Seeing that her expression was a bit serious, Qianxue began to become nervous unconsciously.

is something happened?

Is it Sister Zhang that she can't stand her handwriting?

"Sister Zhang, what's wrong?"

"Qianxue, you need to know one thing. If your novel becomes popular, there will be a book signing. But your handwriting now..."

Even before Zhang Xueying finished speaking, Qianxue knew what she was going to say. After Zhang Xueying said this, she also remembered this. Let alone whether her novel would be popular or not, just looking at her current handwriting gave her a headache, let alone Talk about others.

"I understand, Sister Zhang, I will work hard to practice calligraphy."

After hearing Qianxue's answer, Zhang Xueying nodded with satisfaction and continued reading. In fact, she also had selfish motives. If Qianxue's handwriting could be good, she would be more relaxed.

In addition, Qianxue's novels are quite good. If the time comes to get the reputation of a beautiful girl writer, she will become popular. It depends on whether Qianxue accepts it or not.

It's just that Qianxue's timid temperament means she won't agree easily. It doesn't matter if she doesn't agree, as long as she won't force it.