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It was before the lunch break that Zhuang Mo found out that Tian Tian had withdrawn Ren Mingqing's manuscript.He was rarely angry: "Who asked you to tell him?"

Tian Tian was taken aback by him, and said innocently: "If you withdraw from the review meeting, I will let him know."

"He is my author, and I have other arrangements for his manuscript."

At first, Tian Tian only felt that he was thankless, miserable and innocent, but Zhuang Mo's serious face made him angry, and he wanted to figure out who was making trouble for no reason: "You Didn’t tell me, how do I know what plan you have? Since he is your author, you can contact him yourself, why do you have to add my QQ and leave it to me? How do I know when to contact He talks, when should he not talk to him? You still blame me, what's wrong with me?"

Zhuang Mo was stunned, as if he was overwhelmed by Tian Tian's angry appearance.Ye Shun couldn't help looking at the two of them, his eyes seemed to say helplessly: "Here again." Brother Liehuo hurriedly stood up to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, let's talk about things, don't quarrel."

Tian Tian's face was hot, he felt very ashamed, and couldn't help but feel sorry for himself.Obviously it wasn't his fault, but he just spoke a little louder, trying to defend himself, and everyone thought he was unreasonable.He put all this on Zhuang Mo's head, looked at him with hatred, and wished he could bite him: "Besides, all authors are the same, if they fail, they fail. My author is also rejecting manuscripts, so why should he want to bite him?" Preferential treatment? Don't you think it's too much for you?" He accused Zhuang Mo louder and louder, as if not doing so would not be enough to show his righteousness, and it would be a sign of admitting defeat.

In fact, deep down in his heart, he didn't want to quarrel with Zhuang Mo, nor did he want to be a thorn in the side and make his colleagues hate him.Who doesn't want to be likable?He wants to get along with anyone.But Zhuang Mo showed that he hated him, his self-esteem did not allow him to bow his head first and shake hands to make peace.It's not about who's right or who's wrong, it's more of an emotional frustration - I'm so close to you, why are you blaming me for cleaning up the ashes?It is precisely because he likes Zhuang Mo very much, that's why when he was attacked, he said some hurtful words, mercilessly, and with full firepower, as if doing so could prove that he didn't care about Zhuang Mo at all, and everyone just Evened out.

"I'm sorry." To his surprise, Zhuang Mo quickly regained his senses, and admitted his mistake without hesitation.

Tian Tian was also ready to have a big fight with him, this time, all the ugly words stuck in his throat, and he looked at him inexplicably, as if he hadn't fully recovered.It never occurred to him that this matter could be resolved peacefully.

"It's my fault. It increased your workload, and I didn't communicate with you in advance. I'll treat you to dinner." Zhuang Mo took out his mobile phone and asked him to order lunch by himself.

Tian Tian felt embarrassed.In order to hide his guilty conscience, he snatched Zhuang Mo's phone with a flushed face, and ordered a pork chop rice viciously.In order to make amends, Zhuang Mo ordered him a very beautiful little cake.

"You dote on him too much!" Tian Tian's tone had lost the anger just now, and there was even some joy that couldn't be concealed, because Zhuang Mo bowed his head and surrendered in order to reconcile with him.But he still spoke very loudly, as if he yelled at Zhuang Mo just now because he hated iron but not steel, "You tell people that a thousand words are worth a thousand, and you still let him pass the draft, how can this work? He wrote 4 More than 4 words! When converted, that’s more than [-] yuan, Brother Liehuo agreed that he won’t give you a manuscript approval fee, you have to bear it all yourself, where did you get so much money?”

Zhuang Mo: "I don't need to worry about that."

Tian Tian: "...?"

Tian Tian: "No, do you really want to give him so much?"

Zhuang Mo: "Yes."

Tian Tian was shocked. He thought that Zhuang Mo was just joking, or coaxing the author: "This is not fair at all! He has not submitted a manuscript, failed to meet the requirements of the magazine, and the manuscript fee he received is much higher than other authors. What's going on? The multidimensional element only took 1000 yuan! ——Why did you give him so much money for nothing?!"

Zhuang Mo's answer to this is: "Not much." The commercial value of this article is far more than this price.Now is the time to buy out at a low price and make a steady profit without losing money.

Of course Tian Tian didn't know what he was thinking, and he was angry and impatient, and finally realized that this was a matter of willing to fight and suffer, so he said, "Then I will be your author too! I still have time to write novels now." Is it?"

"I only bring one author." Zhuang Mo laughed, picked up his suit jacket, and went out.

"Hey, where are you going? Don't you want to eat together?" In Tian Tian's social etiquette, Zhuang Mo ordered takeaway for himself, which meant that they were going to eat takeaway together.

"I have an appointment, you can eat by yourself."

Tian Tian looked at his back as he left in a hurry, feeling a little distressed.He found that his worries were not a problem at all in Zhuang Mo's eyes.He thought back to the quarrel just now. Zhuang Mo apologized so quickly and his attitude was so peaceful, as if it would not hurt his self-esteem at all.The fact is indeed the case.I didn't underestimate Zhuang Mo just because he bowed his head and admitted his mistake, and even liked him more than before.

"Maybe I will take the initiative to say sorry in the future. When you encounter problems, don't be so excited." Tian Tian examines himself, hoping that one day he can be as mature as Zhuang Mo, and never hurt his friends even when he is the most angry.He obviously liked them very much.

Zhuang Mo hurried out out of concern for Ren Mingqing.The matter has come to this point, and it is hard to get over it. Ren Mingqing must be in pain now. As the instigator, I need to appease his mood and give him new hope.For those who have just embarked on the road of professional writers, a little sure will make them ambitious, and at the same time, a little blow can make them lose all hope and turn their heads away.

When Zhuang Mo rushed back, he bumped into Jiang Yong who was about to leave.Jiang Yong ransacked Ren Mingqing's house like a ghost entering the village, found 5000 yuan in the shoe cabinet with ease, and threw it at Ren Mingqing: "Oh! No money?!"

Ren Mingqing was puzzled, he didn't know why there was a huge sum of money there, he had never hidden it: "Wait a minute, it might belong to Mr. Zhuang..."

Jiang Yongcai didn't bother to listen to his explanation, so he took the money triumphantly and wanted to leave. When he turned around, he found a man standing quietly behind him.He sized up the man with those not very smart but cunning eyes, and after confirming that he was Ren Mingqing's rich friend, he couldn't help showing him a simple and honest smile.He was originally rustic, so he looked very humble: "Hello, hello!"

"Mr. Zhuang, is the money in the shoe cabinet yours?" Ren Mingqing intervened between them, stopping Jiang Yong's attempt to befriend Zhuang Mo.

Zhuang Mo examined the farce, carefully interpreted his gaze, and made sure that he was not asking for help, but only after asking a question, he carefully answered: "No." The boyfriend paid for it, and he saw Ren Mingqing put it in the shoe cabinet with his own eyes.

However, Ren Mingqing acted as if he didn't know it at all. Hearing that it wasn't him, he breathed a sigh of relief and sent Jiang Yong out: "...Go back quickly." He didn't want Jiang Yong and Zhuang Mo to stay together at all.

Without giving up, Jiang Yong waved and bowed to Zhuang Mo again, until Zhuang Mo showed obvious boredom, and then left sullenly.

"Who is he?" Zhuang Mo asked alertly.Ren Mingqing is a decent person, where did he make friends with such bums?

"He...he is a relative of mine." Ren Mingqing felt unable to lift his head, he was embarrassed by Jiang Yong's ugly appearance.

"He often takes your money?"

"He is a little tight in business." Ren Mingqing's eyes wandered, and he was not good at lying at all.

"Really?" Zhuang Mo frowned even tighter.It is obviously not the first time to see the shameless appearance of that bastard, and Ren Mingqing's resistance is limited to "don't take other people's money", and he is obviously used to being exploited.

Zhuang Mo continued to question, but Ren Mingqing just played it perfunctory.It wasn't until he realized that Zhuang Mo was just worried that he would be bullied, so he comforted Zhuang Mo and said, "It's okay, it's okay." Of course, this comfort was also vague, with a hint of melancholy.

He didn't want to say it, and Zhuang Mo had nothing to do with him: "Then do you still have money on hand?"

"Yes, yes, and a lot more." Facing Zhuang Mo's suspicious gaze, Ren Mingqing took out his wallet, and there were two Grandpa Mao and a little change in it. Ren Mingqing confidently expressed that he could eat until the end of the month.

Zhuang Mo couldn't comment on his quality of life, so he changed the subject: "Go out for a meal together?"

"Oh... um." For some reason, Ren Mingqing didn't push back today.

Zhuang Mo took him to an expensive western restaurant and ordered a lot of meat and desserts, trying to cheer him up.Ren Mingqing accepted Zhuang Mo's kindness abnormally, but still looked very melancholy.He often lost his mind, staring at Zhuang Mo's face seemingly very intently, but turned a deaf ear to Zhuang Mo's questions.He was so preoccupied and depressed that a meal could not save him.

"Don't think about that person, let's talk about the manuscript—how is the manuscript?" Zhuang Mo asked knowingly again.

Ren Mingqing's whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and then withered into a pickle.Zhuang Mo regretted that he wanted to sprinkle salt on his wound, but this was a problem that had to be faced, and Zhuang Mo came here to solve this problem.

"Retired?" Zhuang Mo asked in surprise.

Ren Mingqing smiled wryly: "Yes."

"It's too weird, maybe it doesn't fit the style of the magazine, but it doesn't matter," Zhuang Mo said as lightly as possible, "Try to deconstruct the dragon from the perspective of science fiction, or put the setting in ancient times or the Republic of China, so as to avoid the fact that after the founding of the country, you can't become a master." This one, if you sell it to me for script adaptation, I can pay the same price."

Ren Mingqing stared at him, showing a knowing smile: "Mr. Zhuang, you are really a good person."

Zhuang Mo was stunned for a moment, Ren Mingqing was really weird today.He is usually a very polite person who regards other people's kindness as a scourge.But today, he is doing good.He quickly looked away again, looking at the lake outside the window, Zhuang Mo couldn't find out his real intention.Zhuang Mo guessed that it was the economic pressure that made him urgently need the remuneration.Although Zhuang Mo held a grudge against the bum who oppressed him, it has to be said that the pressure from the bum made it easier for him to cooperate than usual.Although he is kind and weak, and easy to approach, he is never easy to get close to, and always maintains a sense of distance when interacting with people.

Soon, the dishes were served.It was Ren Mingqing's first time using a knife and fork, and he was in a hurry and embarrassed.Zhuang Mo patiently taught him how to use it, and took a plate to help him cut it into pieces, so that he would not make a fool of himself.Ren Mingqing felt relieved when he realized that he was not being ridiculed, and when Zhuang Mo served him gentlemanly, he provided three historical stories about knives and forks.As he told stories, he returned to his carefree, high-spirited look.

Zhuang Mo stared at him, thinking: He has read so many books about knives and forks, but he has never touched a knife and fork.

Experience, he lacks experience.Books and imagination can make up part of it, but experience adds realism to the story.Zhuang Mo decided to take him to experience many things as material for his writing.It is true that he has suffered a lot and suffered a lot - anyone with a discerning eye can see it - it is these experiences that thicken his heart, distinguish him from other authors, and make him unforgettable when he describes the suffering. Therefore, the world is full of gloom and darkness that cannot be dispelled.Zhuang Mo thinks that novels are things that bring happiness and hope to people. Ren Mingqing has never experienced the richness of this world, and seldom experiences its beauty, so the hope and beauty in his works are somewhat empty. Something that never happened.An author living in despair, how hopeful stories can you expect him to write?Out of humanitarianism, Zhuang Mo also does not want his author to live in despair.

So, he decided to give him a lot.

"Mr. Zhuang, you are a good person." When Zhuang Mo sent him home, he barely suppressed his intense emotions, and stumbled, "I, I am very happy when I am with you."

"Really? Why do I think it's the opposite." Zhuang Mo teased.From his point of view, most of the time, Ren Mingqing was in a daze.

"No, I, I really..." Ren Mingqing urgently wanted to convey his feelings, but the more anxious he was, the more fragmented his words became.This made him angry with himself, and he simply turned around from the driver's seat and stared at Zhuang Mo motionlessly, those black eyes seemed to say: Forget it, I can't say it, just look at my eyes, I No lie.

Zhuang Mo naturally knew that he was sincere: "Then you should revise the manuscript carefully."

Ren Mingqing's expression softened, he slowly lowered his head, and said docilely: "Okay, I'll give it to you in three days."

When Zhuang Mo left contentedly, he didn't know it was a farewell.

Ren Mingqing understands that Zhuang Mo treats her very well. He is a kind and honest friend who gives her a helping hand, but no novelist has a great future with the support of friends, no.Zhuang Mo is very kind, but he is not good enough.It's hard for me to write a novel that can impress people other than Zhuang Mo, and Zhuang Mo will be moved largely because they know each other—that's how it is.

Ren Mingqing planned to give up.Not everyone is qualified to look up at the moon. He wears too heavy a shackle around his neck, and he is going to Africa to pick up his sixpence.