That facial paralysis you dropped your book

If you are oppressed too hard by your boss, then stand up!

Guo Jie, who really couldn't stand wearing a short cheongsam with high slits and long johns with open crotch, decisively abandoned the draft and began to draw a new draft of "Boss, You Torturous Old Fairy".

What he plans to draw this time is a 3P Ssangyong Play, of course, the boss is the host.

When the lights went out on time, Guo Jie’s draft was almost finished. He happily kept the draft, hummed a song and turned off the computer, and replaced the bald boss in the painting with someone else in his brain. The boss surnamed Lu.

When he was going to bed, he suddenly realized that he forgot to log on to Weibo today!What if his wife came to him just for a fuck and he wasn't there? !Will you stop chatting with him? !

Guo Jie, who was so sleepy and dizzy, was taken aback by his obvious excessive brain supplementation. He hurriedly took out the mobile phone that he had stuffed under the pillow, turned on the mobile network, and hurriedly clicked on the Weibo app.However, his wife did not send him a private message. Guo Jie was relieved immediately, but felt a little inexplicably lost.My wife used to send him regular messages every day, why didn't she suddenly chat with him?

Guo Jie turned off the mobile network and stuffed the locked phone back under the pillow again.After twisting a few times on the bed, finding a comfortable position and resting his head on the pillow, Guo Jie pulled the quilt up to his chin somewhat aggrieved.Why doesn't the wife talk to him anymore?He thought of many reasons, but he was always the first to deny it before confirming it.

Guo Jie couldn't help stretching out his hand and scratching his chin. By the way, he remembered that a few years ago when his wife was half-retired, he posted a Weibo, which seemed to say that he had to concentrate on work. He didn't have time to update the series regularly, so he could only update occasionally. Then one or two.He clapped his hands violently, yes!That must be it!

However, before he could find a flawless reason for himself to be happy, he heard the faint voice of the boss from the lower berth: "I finally fell asleep after a while, you are fine, take a chicken feather and take a picture!" !"

Guo Jie blinked innocently, shut her mouth hastily, and obediently shrank into the quilt to get ready to sleep.

Early the next morning, Guo Jie, who had just woken up, immediately took out his mobile phone, opened the button, and then saw several uncharacteristic messages from the boss last night, but fortunately, the content sent by the boss was still very gratifying to him Yes, he finally doesn't have to draw a long Q version of a short cheongsam with high slits and long johns with slits.

Just when Guo Jie, who was in a good mood, was going to discuss with his boss how to modify it, he found that the boss's avatar, who had always woken up earlier than him, turned out to be gray and obviously not online.

Guo Jie, who couldn't believe it, couldn't help rubbing his eyes, but even though he wiped away the eye gum that had accumulated in the corners of his eyes because he hadn't washed his face, the boss's head was still gray.

Guo Jie exited the dialogue box in a daze, and began to crawl down from the upper bunk while looking at other unread messages.Just when his feet landed on the ground, his editor Lang Weixian suddenly sent a message.Guo Jie scratched his face, clicked on the dialogue box and walked towards the bathroom without resting on his feet.

After a big yawn, Guo Jie looked at the message from Lang Weixian while holding his toothbrush in his mouth.

Langweixian: Little pot, have you started?I was entrusted by that hapless boss to talk to you about the revision requirements_(XQ」∠)_

Pot cover: tell me, I’m watching_(:3」∠)_

Lang Weixian: First of all, your color scheme needs to be changed. Some places are too bright, such as Shaolin and Beggars. The main colors of these two characters don’t need to be so bright. Instead, they can be darker, but some elements can be slightly brighter. For contrast, such as the symbols on the monk's beads, and...

Guo Jie looked at the few items conveyed by Lang Weixian on the screen, and felt a little relieved. He roughly calculated the approximate completion time, and felt that it was not too short, and he started to be a little square again.

Pot cover: These are all fine, but did the boss tell me when to hand them in? _(:3」∠)_

Lang Weixian: He said you decide, no later than the end of this month at the latest =A=

Pot lid:! ! !no problem!I'll be handing it in two weeks!

Lang Weixian: OK, then I will send the manuscript to my mailbox after two weeks from you =w=

Pot lid: OK!mwah!

Guo Jie happily closed the dialog with Lang Weixian, and a big stone in his heart fell to the ground, which made Guo Jie feel more at ease.

However, this person loses his sense of crisis as soon as he is down-to-earth, and Guo Jie is the kind of low-key who has no sense of crisis and no motivation. So after Guo Jie had a good time, he found that the deadline for writing is only One week left.

You can't die if you don't work, NOZUONODIE.

So for the rest of the week, Guo Jie didn't even talk about playing, he completely lost the courage to open Weibo and QQ, and as soon as the get out of class was over, he hurriedly plunged into the sea of ​​manuscripts and started to rush to work desperately.

Fortunately, the boss's requirements this time are not very strict, and some problems can even be said to be minor, so when Guo Jie finished, he was surprised to find that he finished it a day earlier!

Hurriedly packing up the saved manuscript and sending it to the editor, Guo Jie immediately relaxed. One second he was still sitting upright, and the next second he slumped on the chair, performing what is called a standard Ge Youtan.

He was paralyzed out of focus for a long time before sitting up again, but the first thing he did after sitting up was to open the browser and click on Weibo.

After seeing that familiar interface, Guo Jie suddenly remembered that I only jerked off today, and my wife seemed to have not contacted him in the days before he was quarantined from Weibo. I wonder if his wife contacted him during the quarantine?

Guo Jie started the private chat with Mrs. Zhi Yi Pao with great anticipation, but his expression collapsed in an instant, as fast as a diver entering the water from a ten-meter platform.

After so many days, my wife has never looked for him!Why!

Guo Jie felt overwhelmed. He looked again and saw that there were no other dialogues other than the last dialogue, and decided to send a message to his wife to try.

The cover CV on the broken pot: Ma'am, are you busy with work recently?

After sending the message, Guo Jie stared fixedly at the screen. However, 1 minute passed, 2 minutes passed, and until 5 minutes later, his wife did not reply to him even if he slapped him.

Guo Jie was very frustrated. He looked at the dialog box where there was no new news except the one he sent, and he flattened his mouth a little bit aggrieved.

I am happy and want to draw.

So disappointed, Guo Jie closed the browser, turned on PS, and began to draw the update of "Boss, You Torturous Old Fairy" again.

Anyway, if he is happy, the boss can't be happy if he is happy.

Humph.