The editor is always teasing me gl

December 12th... is it her birthday?Well, it's not far away.

Qin Yizhen continued to read, Yan Beiqi in 09 seemed to have a bit of Zen in everything he posted.Let the people watching can also feel all kinds of peace mixed in it.

After that, she didn't post anything, as if she disappeared.

After reading them all, it was too late.

Qin Yichun unconsciously let out a sigh of relief, then stood up, opened the WeChat address book with his mobile phone, and found Yan Beiqi.

However, after opening it, she didn't know what to send.

At this time, her editor sent a message.

First, there is a kiss on the face, followed by a sentence: "Yichun, are you free now?"

After Qin Yichun saw this question, his heart tensed unconsciously.

"Have you read the manuscript?" Qin Yichun asked.

"Well, look."

Subsequently, the words "the other party is typing" are still displayed on the top of the dialog box.After these words appeared for a while, they disappeared. Qin Yichun held his breath and waited.

After a while, the editor sent a long piece of content.

"The style this time is very different from before? Because I'm afraid it's my personal reasons, I have also shown the manuscript to several colleagues, and our views are basically the same. How should I put it, it feels a bit too pale and blunt , although the words and sentences are as good as ever, it seems that the atmosphere of the story has not been rendered. The images of the hero and heroine are not particularly three-dimensional, a bit like paper. This is your final version ?"

After reading the long list of messages, Qin Yizhen bit his lower lip and looked at the screen.

Are you surprised by such an evaluation?It didn't seem particularly surprising.Such an evaluation was what she expected.

"Okay, then I'll change it again." Qin Yichun replied.

"Yeah. In the end, if you really can't do it, just write what you are good at. But, you can change it first." Afterwards, the editor sent another hug emoji.

Qin Yizhen exhaled, propped his forehead with his hands, and sat in front of the computer in a daze.

What are these things?It feels like my life has become a mess, and nothing can be straightened out.

The career is not going well, and the relationship is not going well.

"It's useless no matter how hard you try..." Qin Yichun bit his nails and looked at the document on the computer.

Extremely anxious, Qin Yichun dropped the mouse.

However, when the mouse was turned over, even the flickering blue halo above looked like it was mocking her.

Brushing his hair back, Qin Yichun then dragged all the rubbish written during this period into the trash recycle bin.

But after thinking about it for a while, Qin Yichun restored the pile of trash again.

He proposed the first [-] characters from it, and then Qin Yizhen organized it into a long picture, opened Weibo and posted it, and wrote a sentence at the beginning: "This is something a friend wrote recently when he was bored. Let me post it to call Please comment, and I hope everyone can comment enthusiastically, thank you."

Anyway, it's all waste manuscripts, so if people read it now, it's nothing.

After the Weibo was sent out, Qin Yichun changed his mobile phone to log in to Weibo, then walked to the side sofa and sat down, biting his fingers and phalanxes to refresh the page frequently.

After the item was sent out, she received dozens of likes and several comments similar to "sofa, first, finally the front row, this time I am the first, like me" within one minute.

After a few more minutes, comments on her article appeared one after another.

"Emmm... If it's a novice, I think it's pretty good, after all, it's a novice. But it's really a bit like your writing style, maybe because you're getting closer, and she read your work and was influenced by it Relationship?"

"I feel like I'm imitating your writing style... but it's still not as refined as your writing style, hehe."

"[Laughing and crying] The writing is good, but as far as the story is concerned, I'm not very good at it. Although I only read the beginning, it feels a bit old-fashioned."

"Old-fashioned 1, if I were in junior high school, I might be able to eat."

Hundreds of comments surfaced one after another. Qin Yizhen took a look. All in all, from everyone's reactions, Qin Yizhen understood one thing—her writing was really bad.

After sorting out her emotions, Qin Yizhen deleted that Weibo, and reposted a new one: "She has read all the comments just now, and said that she probably understands where she is lacking, and then, she let In her place, I would like to say thank you to everyone."

After this post was sent out, it quickly got a lot of likes and comments.

"You're welcome! I hope she can write better works!"

"I envy her that she can get so close to sister Queenie. I'm an online novelist. I really envy someone who can communicate with Queenie at close range. Bite the handkerchief~"

"So, Miss Queenie, when will your new book be released? I'm looking forward to it! It must be great!"

"Emmm, you're welcome, it's easy for me to tell the reason why I can't eat that article. However, I still care more about Nini's new work, and I must be the first to rush out to buy it. purchase!"

This deep trust ah.

Qin Yizhen looked at the little sheep on Weibo who looked like they were waiting to be fed, and suddenly became confused.

But none of them knew that the article they just evaluated was also written by themselves.

After thinking about it, Qin Yizhen shook his head with a smile, and then dragged out the outline of the next work that he had drawn up when he was writing the last book.

That outline continued her previous style.

After re-reading the outline, Qin Yizhen began to write Chapter 1 by hand.

However, after typing for half an hour, his fingers stopped typing on the keyboard, and Qin Yichun stared blankly at the computer screen without making any further movements.

A few minutes later, Qin Yichun pulled the stool away, turned off the computer and the lights, exited angrily, and returned to the bedroom.

Lying on his side on the bed, Qin Yichun thought about it for a long time, and a name appeared in his chaotic thoughts - Yan Beiqi.

"What are you doing? Are you asleep?" Finally, Qin Yichun sent these words.

However, after several minutes, the other party did not respond.After those words were sent out, it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

Is she asleep or busy, or...she just doesn't want to talk to herself anymore?

Qin Yichun turned her body back and forth on the bed, all kinds of messy things squeezed together, she felt like her head was about to explode.

However, just when Qin Yichun was going to take a bath to calm down, the phone vibrated.

Qin Yichun was taken aback for a moment, then immediately took the phone and opened it to check the messages.

Yan Beiqi: "Is there something wrong?"

Very simple two words, as if without any emotional color.

After Qin Yichun finished reading, he bent his fingers slightly, looked away from the screen, then put his phone aside, turned his head and stared at a book on the bedside table in a trance.

Forget it, contact a fart.

The tone of the conversation is so cold, if you still contact me, wouldn't it be a cold face and a hot ass?

Thinking of this, Qin Yichun went to take a bath, then went back to the bedroom and lay down on the bed, and fell asleep.

After a while, she seemed to remember something, so she stretched out her arm again, and turned off the light switch next to her with a snap.

I don't know how long it took, but it seemed to be raining finely outside the window.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly, and Qin Yichun trembled in shock.

Then, she stretched out her hand again, and brought the phone in front of her at the speed of light.

The sudden light shone on her face, and her irritated eyes couldn't help squinting.

Then, the words Yan Beiqi appeared in front of his eyes.

Thinking it was dizziness and hallucinations, Qin Yichun rubbed his eyes with his hands, and looked over again, the word Yanbeiqi was still there.

I can't tell what kind of emotion it is, it seems to be joy and excitement, and it seems a little sad.

Just when Qin Yichun was about to pick it up, the other party hung up.Suddenly, an interface "You have a missed call" popped up on the screen.

Qin Yichun looked at the interface, was slightly stunned, and then prepared to call back.

But just when her fingers were about to touch the screen, Yan Beiqi called again.

"Hello..." Qin Yizhen answered hurriedly, huddled under the quilt, and put the phone to his ear.But for some reason, when she said the word hello, she suddenly choked up, causing the pronunciation of the word hello to tremble.

"Teacher Qin, what's the matter?" Yan Beiqi seemed to be walking, his voice panting slightly.

"No..." After saying the word, Qin Yichun finally couldn't help it, and turned into a bitter face, with tears dripping down like spring rain.

So, she hurriedly covered her mouth and nose with her hands, trying to stabilize her emotions.

"What's wrong? Teacher Qin? Teacher Qin?" Yan Beiqi's voice finally changed, and there seemed to be a hint of anxiety in it.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." After hearing her voice, Qin Yichun finally couldn't help it anymore, a tremor ran up his throat, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling, causing her to speak The voice was abnormally choked.

"What are you talking about, what are you sorry for? Don't cry, Teacher Qin."

"I, I thought you didn't want to talk to me anymore. I just sent you a message, but you haven't replied for a long time..." Qin Yichun said, coughing twice.

"No. I'm in the next city right now, and I won't go back until early tomorrow morning. I was driving just now, so I thought, I'll get back to you when I get back. I really didn't ignore you." On the other end of the phone, Yan Beiqi swiped his card to open the door. beeps.

"Really? I didn't mean to say those things to you, and I don't know why, anyway, I said them out of nowhere. Now that I think about it, I'm really lenient, like a crazy person..." Qin Yizheng Sniffing, "Be careful outside. Is it cold at night? Are you wearing thick enough clothes? You always wear thin clothes so you don't catch a cold."

"I, um, okay, I will pay attention." Yan Beiqi walked into the room and closed the door, as if he was still a little uncomfortable with other people's concern.

Then, Yan Beiqi went on to say: "What's more, I'm really not angry. Promise me, don't be sad for such non-existent things, okay?"

"Aren't you really angry?" Qin Yichun passed a tissue from the side and wrapped it around his nose, with a strong nasal voice, "But I still think, why am I such a failure? I can't write things well, and I can't be a good person... "

"What's wrong? Is Wen still stuck?"

"En." Qin Yichun nodded while answering.

"Then, do you still remember what I said?" Yan Beiqi asked again.

"Ah?" Qin Yichun didn't come back to his senses, and didn't know what she was referring to.

"I said, when you can't adjust, you can come to me at any time. Qin Yichun, do you think I'm just talking?" Yan Beiqi asked.

The author has something to say: I have a cold... I obviously don't feel cold, but I have been sneezing all of a sudden since yesterday. You should also pay attention to your health.There should be a lot of people taking exams these days, come on↖(^ω^)↗