You are too naive to think that you can delay the manuscript if you change the editor in charge

three

After the group annihilation incident, Yanque didn't dare to play the game anymore.To be precise, it cannot be accessed.Every time he goes online, he will die under the machine gun bombing of the car repairman within 10 minutes; if there are teammates around him, he will bomb with his teammates.After a few rounds, no one dared to team up with him anymore.Those friends who greeted him warmly when they saw him in the past now only have one sentence when they see him-write a manuscript!

...Who the hell is making such a dirty trick!

Yanque was angry.The game can't be played, but he doesn't intend to just give in like this.He didn't even touch the manuscript that should be handed over to Du. He still wrote romance novels every day, and he almost finished writing one before he knew it.

One day, Yanque was halfway through writing the manuscript, and vaguely heard noisy voices coming from the corridor. She thought that someone had moved, but she didn't care, so she put on her headphones and continued writing.

After an unknown amount of time, the noise outside gradually subsided, and a person's voice leaked into Yanque's ears between two songs, as if the new tenant was saying goodbye to the moving company's employees.Flame Sparrow continued typing... After knocking twice, she suddenly jumped up, rushed to the door with a stride, and opened the door——

The whole person froze instantly.

The new tenant looked at him in surprise.Gradually, the surprise turned into pleasure.

"Oh, I said, isn't this Teacher Yanque? It turns out that you live here too, what a coincidence."

"What a coincidence! Did you do it on purpose?" Flame Sparrow growled.

"Well... what's the matter? Anyway, please take care of me in the future." Do Black smiled happily.

"I don't want to take care of stalkers, murderers, perverts like you!"

"Really? It's a pity, it seems that I can only take care of the teacher unilaterally."

Yanque was out of breath, yelled "Go back", slammed the door hard, turned and went back to the room, walked a few steps and realized that the door was not closed at all, so he went back angrily and locked the door, standing in the room panting for breath.Apart from being annoyed, he was also very puzzled.

He firmly believed that it was not a coincidence that Du moved here, but he couldn't believe that he moved here because of Yanque.Who is he? A small writer who was discovered by Mr. Lian. He has published a few books and has a little fame, but he is not very popular. How can an editor do this?He knew that his own weight was absolutely not worth anyone's mobilization.

"That bastard, why on earth..."

"It's worth it just for the soup. I didn't see that, besides cheating teammates and throwing temper tantrums, the teacher is also good at making soup." The leisurely voice said later.

Yanque turned around in disbelief, looking at the young man leaning against the door of his kitchen, holding his bowl, drinking his soup, and still taunting him, it was hard to believe that there was such a brazen young man people.

"Why are you at my house..." This question was weaker than Yanque thought.

Du was about to put a spoonful of soup into his mouth, when he heard the sound, he raised his eyelids and stared at Yanque, "I have time to ask this... that is to say, the new work that the teacher promised me has already been written?"

Yanque was momentarily at a loss for words.Du laughed again, "If you haven't written it yet...why am I at the teacher's house—the reason is obvious."

"Even so..."

"Teacher, don't worry, write slowly. I have already paid the rent for one year in advance, and there will be a long time in Japan."

"...Who will live with you! Get the hell out of here now!"

As a result, Du didn't get away after making trouble for a long time.Yanque roared hoarse, locked herself in the bedroom in a panic, and felt wrong again after a second thought.

——It means why I have to lock myself up in my own house! ?

He fell on the bed angrily, rolling over and over.The tiredness from just getting angry gradually surged up, and before I knew it, I fell asleep in a daze.

The sky outside the window turned from bright white to crimson, and then gradually sank to blue and black.Suddenly, Yanque opened her eyes in a jerk, and took a second to recall what happened, and then spent another five seconds to blame herself—the stranger was at home, and I fell asleep, how careless I was!

...That's what I said, but that guy probably isn't still around...

With [-]% expectation and [-]% apprehension, Yanque carefully opened the latch and slowly pushed the door open.

Breathing stagnant.

The pale blue and white light of the laptop screen flows in the dark living room.

The light illuminated Watari's face.He was sitting on the sofa, holding Yanque's laptop and looking at something.The light coming from the front made his facial features more obvious, and his expression was a kind of concentration that Flame Sparrow had never seen before.Suddenly, he seemed to see something interesting, the corners of his lips raised, and a smile spread all the way to his eyes.It was only now that Yanque realized for the first time how pretty those eyes looked when she smiled.

...No, what am I thinking about!

Excited, he knocked on the door, Du immediately turned his head, the flash of coldness in his eyes froze for a moment, and the moment he saw the Flame Sparrow, he froze, eased, and turned into a soft smile.

"Teacher, you are awake."

His voice was very gentle, Yan Que blushed a little, and most of the doubts caused by his cold eyes were dispelled.

——It’s tricky to see, it must be.

Du turned his gaze back to the laptop screen, and said happily: "Teacher, this story is very interesting and touching. I finished it in one sitting. However, it seems that I haven't finished it yet?"

Yanque froze for a few seconds before reacting, and immediately, all the blood in his body flowed to the top of his head.

"...Wow, what have you been watching!"

He dashed over, snatched the laptop, and only glanced at the screen before he almost knelt on the ground.

What was displayed on the screen was nothing but the love story he expected to vote for Mr. Lian.

At this second, his mood was as if he cheated on his legs and was caught by his girlfriend... It was inexplicable, even if he had to use this nonsense analogy, it should be Mr. Lian = girlfriend!

Yanque held the laptop, not daring to look up.

"Ah...but overall, although it is very good, there are many things that need to be corrected." Du broke his fingers and began to list the suggestions for revision, "For example, in Chapter 1, the change of mood when the heroine and the heroine meet for the second time is a bit abrupt. It’s best to add some foreshadowing in front. The same problem still exists in Chapter 4..."

No, no, if he continues to misunderstand like this, things will get out of hand.

With the realization that he would be killed immediately, Yanque interrupted fearfully: "It means... I didn't intend to submit this manuscript to you."

"Of course, what you promised me was a more flaming and explosive novel."

Facing Yanque's surprised gaze, Du grinned and held out his hand to him, "Come together, and make up a story that satisfies Mr. Lian. If one person can't do it, two people will definitely be fine."

The light from the laptop screen flickered slightly between the two.Flame Sparrow stared at that hand, startled, annoyed, and unwilling to brew a little bit, and finally turned into a roar——

"What hand are you stretching out, you're not a pretty girl, it's disgusting!" He slapped that hand away, the movement was too wide, and his fingertips hit the edge of the coffee table, causing him to scream out in pain.Du burst out laughing.Yanque wanted to kick him, but kicked his toe to the corner of the table again, the pain made him unable to scream.Du hugged his belly, laughing so hard that he almost rolled under the table.

Mix, mix...

Flame Sparrow stared at the belly laughing guy in pain.

...I feel that other people seem to be good or something, it really is all my illusion!