genius editor

When Zhuang Mo opened the door, he saw this scene.

The moment Ren Mingqing saw him, he had the illusion of being caught in bed: "Mr. Zhuang..."

Xu Wenjie was exposed on the spot, and secretly hid the contract in his arms: "This is Mr. Zhuang... I have admired him for a long time."

Ren Mingqing came back to his senses and looked at him in disbelief.

Zhuang Mo stepped forward to snatch the contract, tore it up, threw it back, opened the door, and growled, "Get out!"

Xu Wenjie felt wronged, he was played around by this author and insulted by strangers.But in Zhuang Mo's murderous eyes, Xu Wenjie didn't dare to argue with him at all. He just shook his index finger and said in a low voice, "You are so, you are so unqualified", picked up his briefcase and ran away.

Zhuang Mo slammed the door shut and strode up and down the room.

Ren Mingqing sat by the bed, not daring to vent his breath.He could see that Mr. Zhuang was angry as well now.His face was livid, his chest heaved, and he couldn't help but smashed the ashtray.Mr. Zhuang is always polite in his dealings with others.Although because of the pampering, there is a bit of arrogance and alienation in his gestures, but if he is not as keen and careful as he observes, it is difficult to detect his arrogance.Ren Mingqing had never seen him lose his temper like this before.

It took Zhuang Mo 3 minutes to completely restrain his urge to drag Ren Mingqing over to give him a beating.

"I just didn't keep an eye on you for a long time, and you ran away with someone else." He tried his best to describe the incident calmly, but he found that he couldn't calm down at all.

In order for the two of them to be together smoothly, he went to Jingshui to redeem him; he was afraid that he would be wronged, so he sold the copyright and came back to have a showdown with him.

He put so much effort into Ren Mingqing, but what about Ren Mingqing?She didn't have any self-knowledge at all, how she treated him so dearly.Anyone, anyone can trick him away with a little profit, Zhuang Mo really wants to pry his head open sometimes to see if there is a pile of paste inside.Why is it so clever to write stories, and so clever to write people, but I don’t understand anything when it comes to myself.

"Ren Mingqing," Zhuang Mo said angrily, "You are really awesome."

Faced with his sudden anger, Ren Mingqing was a little at a loss.He respects Zhuang Mo very much, regards him as a respectable mentor and a respectable friend, and even relies on him like a child. Any slight disappointment of Zhuang Mo will make him anxious, afraid of losing Zhuang Mo's favor.Zhuang Mo had never said such a serious word to him, and he was so wronged that he was about to cry.

However, Zhuang Mo's appearance here made him keenly guess the whole picture of the matter.The speculation made his heart beat fast.

He was eager to appease Zhuang Mo's anger and end the dispute, so he asked him deliberately: "Why are you here?"

Sure enough, Zhuang Mo was stunned for a moment.

Ren Mingqing took him into the army and found that his strategy was useful, so he couldn't help but cautiously asked: "The other day you came to Xu's house to look for me, and why did you know that Si Hai Zongheng is my teacher?"

At that moment, Zhuang Mo felt as if he was arguing with his wife who had been married for seven years.Although he was right, she was holding something about him ten years ago.Ren Mingqing's memory and logical ability reached the peak level at this moment, and he grasped the main line of contradiction in one blow, so that Zhuang Mo's anger was instantly wiped out, and he had no choice but to surrender.

Zhuang Mo stepped forward and rubbed Ren Mingqing's head fiercely, his rough gestures no longer concealed his pampering at all.He squinted at Ren Mingqing, and said angrily, "What do you think?"

Ren Mingqing found that things were really as he thought: "Are you, are you..."

Zhuang Mo imitated his tone: "Is it, is it... yes, yes!"

He looked at Ren Mingqing's expectant eyes, and couldn't help confirming with him clearly: "I am your editor, and it has always been me."

Ren Mingqing's eyes immediately turned red, and she lowered her head to hide her gaffe.

He felt something was wrong with Mr. Xu before. He didn’t even know Lovecraft they discussed together; he didn’t care about his life so much. Ren Mingqing couldn’t help thinking: If Mr. Zhuang were my editor Enough.

In fact, he vaguely sensed that Mr. Zhuang might be a bit salty: after he moved to his apartment, his connection with Jingyu became closer; he even helped himself organize clues and straighten out articles all night.But he couldn't help laughing at his pathetic delusion.Yikouxian sometimes speaks in a completely different way from Mr. Zhuang. If Mr. Zhuang is his editor, what reason does he have to hide his name and move in with him?

He is a screenwriter, a senior who is familiar with classics and can write articles. He has already gained fame and fortune by his own ability, so how could he be short and become his own editor?Although there is only one word difference between the screenwriter and the editor, the content of the work is completely different.

I must be too worried about losing Mr. Zhuang's care and guidance one day, so I am delusional that there is a closer connection between them, a stable, solid, and long-term relationship, and I will not forget each other because of a little thing. In the world.He longed for this bond, and Mr. Zhuang was the best person he had ever met and treated him.He convinced himself that it was all the figment of his weakness.Until today Tian Tian told him that his editor was someone else.

In fact, he had been waiting for Zhuang Mo to appear.

It turned out that the person who appeared was Xu Wenjie.

How disappointed he was then, how happy he is now.

It's just that the feeling of falling headlong into the abyss still remained in his heart, which made him feel particularly wronged.He didn't know why Zhuang Mo bullied him so long, and lied to him for so long, leaving him alone to keep guessing, overturning his own guessing, rejoicing or feeling uneasy because of a little sign.Why didn't I tell myself that he was my editor, was there something about me that wasn't good enough and didn't deserve to be treated honestly?

Seeing Ren Mingqing being so sad and wronged, Zhuang Mo understood how much he had suffered, and the anger caused by his betrayal was swept away, and his heart became soft: "Okay, okay, I want you to be mine Author, you must allow me to inspect you."

"Why do you still want to inspect me..." Ren Mingqing felt that he was very pitiful. He was deceived and turned around. The man still said that it was an inspection, as if he had no dignity like a piece of goods, "I didn't even inspect you..."

"Now it's your turn to inspect me." Zhuang Mo stretched his hands, putting on a defenseless posture, "Come on, I will tell you whatever you want to ask. Whatever you want, I will satisfy you ,OK?"