paper idol

Qu Lebai looked at that private message, unable to recover for a long time.Rou Jiang patted her on the shoulder in relief, handed over the phone, and motioned for her to operate freely, then turned back to the camera, chatted nonsense and played games with the audience.

The online game disappeared after playing, and the audience became more anxious and curious about "Lele", but Rou Jiang made a lot of effort and took it with a sentence "she has other things".

Audience: [Washing dishes is more important than playing games! 】

While dealing with the audience, Roujiang paid attention to Qu Lebai.

Qu Lebai got the phone and stepped aside, looking preoccupied.After a while, her fingers finally moved, and she typed on the screen.

Rouroujiang: [It's me. 】

Rouroujiang: [What do you want to talk about? 】

It's your boss: [You... You actually live with a beautiful anchor, when did you meet? 】

Rouroujiang: 【You're looking for me now because you've negotiated the terms of the breach? 】

It's your boss: […]

It's your boss: [Let's meet each other]

It's your boss: [The old place? 】

This time, Qu Lebai was silent for a long time before replying: [Nine o'clock in the morning tomorrow? 】

It's your boss: [Okay. 】

After this sentence, the two were speechless.Both Qu Lebai and the boss were in complicated moods, so that they didn't have the energy to maintain the most basic farewell etiquette, and they both went offline tacitly.

Qu Lebai regained consciousness and looked at Rou Jiang, only to find that the latter had already silently turned off the live broadcast, and there was only an empty desktop wallpaper on the screen.Qu Lebai didn't notice it at all, but considering Roujiang's live broadcast style of never saying "goodbye", it's not too much of a surprise.

Rou Jiang leaned on the seat and turned to look at her, took off one earphone, and asked her, "How was the talk?"

Qu Lebai's first reaction was to hide it, but then he thought of the kiss that day, and still opened the door of his heart, saying: "Boss—my editor, invite me to meet and chat tomorrow."

Before Rou Jiang could react, Qu Lebai added: "I set the time."

Rou Jiang smiled and nodded, and said, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

Qu Lebai stared at Roujiang for a while, but asked, "Why didn't you broadcast it live? Isn't it long enough?"

"It's okay, the big deal is deducting money-what time is it tomorrow?"

Qu Lebai asked, "Why did you lose that game just now?"

Rou Jiang's face froze for a moment: "Why do you ask this?"

"I actually wish you would stay with me more, but it is foreseeable that I will be very embarrassed." Qu Lebai smiled wryly, and said: "I can't always let you see me like that, this little 'idol burden', Just leave it to me."

Rou Jiang was stunned for a while, then smiled, and said, "Okay, come to me after the talk." Saying that, Rou Jiang half stood up, jumped over the armrest of the chair, and gave Qu Lebai a kiss.This kiss was much softer than the previous one, closer to appeasement.It was like a feather, gently brushing against Qu Lebai's heart valve, Qu Lebai couldn't help being a little intoxicated, and then thought: What is the relationship between the two of us now?

But Rou Jiang said: "That was a mistake."

mistake?What is a mistake?that kiss?

She regretted it?

"That's the biggest food in my life so far. I retired because I lost to him in the live solo. But I didn't expect that when I met him again, I still made a mistake..." Roujiang said: "The last game The person who survived to the end, that string of strange digital IDs, I can recognize them in my dreams."

With just a few words, Qu Lebai understood why Rou Jiang was so stiff and forceful just now. When he met an "old enemy" - a mere nerd who is not worthy of being called an old enemy - he naturally wanted to win, and if he was too eager to win, he would Compression to fingers.It's just that Qu Lebai didn't want to understand why this string of IDs still has such a big influence on Rou Jiang.

Didn't she come out already?What else can this string of ID represent?Adventurous, failure, introspection?

Rou Jiang turned her head and said, "Don't talk about this, it's boring, it's nothing to do with personnel."

But judging from Rou Jiang's tone and eyes, this person is not "irrelevant".

In the end, Qu Lebai went to see the boss alone.In order to look decent, she even borrowed a new set of clothes from Rou Jiang.With the excuse that "there's no new clothes, this is the only one left", Rou Jiang forcibly stuffed a set of one-piece overalls.At that time, Qu Lebai was a little embarrassed, and asked, "Isn't that outrageous?"

At this time, the boss replied: "You look more energetic, have you been doing well recently?"

Qu Lebai sat down in front of the boss, and asked, "What about you? Probably not well...you, and Feng'er."

The boss raised his eyes, narrowed his eyes to look at Qu Lebai, opened his mouth, and stopped talking.Qu Lebai glanced at her and made a "Please go ahead" gesture, and the boss said: "Xiao Fu can't write, do you know?"

"So fast?" Qu Lebai asked.

"You already knew?"

"To a certain extent, I know." Qu Lebai said.

In fact, she was not sure, but she had seen Fu Qinfeng's young self, so she might be able to guess some future.Fu Qinfeng was even more talented than she was when she was young, more talented, and more head-scratching.Now it seems that the same starting point leads to the same path, which is the inevitable end of talent.

The so-called "different routes lead to the same goal".

"She still wants to help you pay off the debt, about your liquidated damages. How funny, she can't write it herself, and wants to take responsibility for you. Even you are forced to ask her to write it for you, and she thinks she can hold on How long?" The boss sighed and said, "It seems that she really loves you..."

Qu Lebai interrupted her and said, "She doesn't love me, she just loves hope."

"Is this how you view the relationship between the two of you?" The boss was a little surprised.

Yes, in Qu Lebai's eyes, Fu Qinfeng's feelings for her are very complicated. She fills the role of parents, sister, mentor, and even a friend. The combination of these is exactly what Qu Lebai has always been unwilling to do. Roles played, responsibilities unwilling to assume.She showed Fu Qinfeng an ideal state of life (even if it was not the case for Qu Lebai himself). When Fu Qinfeng saw her in his own predicament, it was as if he saw hope and a template.

If she owed Fu Qinfeng anything, then she must have abused the authority brought by this composite role, pretending it was Fu Qinfeng's own choice.

The boss said with a dazed tone, "Maybe you are right, but she doesn't know, we wanted her to inherit your pen name."

"inherit?"

"During the past few days when you disappeared, the company has also considered a lot." The boss adjusted his posture to look more formal, "But before talking about that, let me say sorry."

"I broke the contract first, so what's the matter..." Qu Lebai smiled wryly, she came here to clean up the mess, and waited for the company to offer a price, but she didn't expect that the boss didn't seem to mean it.

The boss lowered his head, hardly daring to look into Qu Lebai's eyes, and said, "The reason why I found out about this in Beijing is because something was wrong when you had a meeting with people from the film and television company, and it was also because you were in the hotel the day before. You didn’t save the manuscript. That day I called Xiaofu and asked her about the ghostwriting. She was vague, and it seemed that there was a ghost. I was so surprised that I went back to Shanghai in a fit of anger and left you behind. over there."

At that time, when the boss realized something was wrong, he called Fu Qinfeng directly and asked her straight to the point if she knew about ghostwriting.Fu Qinfeng's first reaction was "No such thing!" instead of "There is such a thing?" The difference was both subtle and obvious, which made the boss quickly recognize the truth.

After returning to Shanghai, the anger was still there. The editor-in-chief asked her why she came back early, and she was angry, so she confessed everything.The timing of the official blog announcement is out of her control.

"I'm sorry, I didn't discuss with you at the first time, which caused you to fall into the current situation."

Qu Lebai shook her head, and said bitterly: "I didn't explain the problem of inspiration to you at the first time, it was my fault first. I'm not a good person, please don't treat me like this, I... I'm not worth it."

To the company, Qu Lebai is just an ordinary author, violating the rights and interests of both the company and the readers; to most readers, they care more about ghostwriting than plagiarism, because they themselves have been deceived; It is said that Qu Lebai broke his promise first.Whether based on professional ethics or emotion, she deserves to be blamed.

She would rather the big boss follow the rules than be taken care of.

The boss looked at Qu Lebai's expression, and was taken aback for a moment.She finally realized that her liking was a burden to Qu Lebai.

"You...do you still know how to write novels?" When I asked, I realized that I had asked the wrong question. The boss shook his head mockingly, and said, "Even if you come back, you don't want me to continue to be your editor, do you?"

The editor wanted to give the author professional guidance, but the boss liked Yi Yichun too much. The fan filter made her lost and couldn't find the right direction, which led the two of them into the ditch together.If the responsibility is to be shared, the boss feels that he should get the biggest share because she has neglected her duties.

Qu Lebai hesitated for a second, shook his head, and said with a smile: "I... I don't want to write anymore. Thank you for your care all the time, you are a good editor. If possible, I hope you can accompany Feng Er, Maybe she can still write it."

Can I be considered a good editor... The big brother's face was hot, and he felt like these three words were slapping her.

"Well... I'm not very good at saying goodbye, so let's get back to today's topic... What kind of compensation does the publisher plan to ask for?" Qu Lebai smiled wryly, and said, "I hope I can afford it."

"No, no compensation...the company wants your pseudonym, and wants you to 'title'."

"Crown... name?" Qu Lebai asked with a confused face.

The author has something to say: Well, let me give you a little notice, it will be a hangup... It is unlikely to happen in reality, the logic is dead, that kind of hangup...

Hmm... don't take your IQ to read the next chapter!