God please don't procrastinate

Sun Youxian firmly does not believe that the sharp brother in front of him who has not woken up will be his male god Zhong Jingyu!

Who is Zhong Jingyu?

A graduate from a well-known university in China, a master writer in the sci-fi suspense world, famous at home and abroad, and occupying various best-selling book rankings all the year round, how could he make himself into this person, ghost and ghost?

The thunder in Sun Youxian's mind has not subsided, he really wanted to shake Zhong Jingyu's shoulder, and asked him loudly: God, what's wrong with you God?You are obviously under 30 years old, how did you turn yourself into an uncle in his 50s?Where is your bookishness?Where did your calm and handsome go?Are you still the male god in my memory who can rely on his face for a living, but relies on his talent?

Rewind time to a week ago.

Sun Youxian, who couldn't remember how many times he failed to apply for a contract, sighed, and the templated reply came and went, and he almost knew how to recite it.

However this was of no use.

Sometimes Sun Youxian has to admit that he is the kind of person Xie Yun said was born unable to work in this profession.

After closing the reply given to him by the editor of Biluo Literature.com, his eyes fell on a novel called "The Lost City" on the bookshelf, he pulled it out, opened it, and his eyes fixed on the three vigorous words "Zhong Jingyu".

This is the lucky gift he got at Zhong Jingyu's only fan meeting since his debut in his freshman year.Zhong Jingyu, who was elegant and handsome on the stage, who answered the host's questions without rushing, made Sun Youxian admire him, and was promoted from his favorite writer to the most admired male god.

It was also on that day that Sun Youxian decided to embark on the road of coding and writing, and inspired Zhong Jingyu to become a new star in the literary world.

By the way, the "Lost City" in Sun Youxian's hand is said to have reached five figures in Zhong Jingyu's fan circle.It is probably thanks to Zhong Jingyu's low-key that a novel priced at more than 20 yuan can be sold at such a "sky-high price".

Although Zhong Jingyu is a well-known writer in the literary world, he himself does not like to attend various public occasions, and the outside world knows little about him. Therefore, as the only autographed book of Zhong Jingyu since his debut, Sun Jingyu The price of "The Lost City" in Youxian's hands has been high.

Xie Yun came back and saw Sun Youxian staring blankly at the signature on the book again, so he knew that he had failed to apply for the signature again. He sighed and walked over to pat him on the shoulder. Although he couldn't bear it, he still tried to persuade him: "Axian , do you want to go out and find a formal job first? You know, social experience is sometimes a way to achieve writing ability, maybe you go out to work for a while and then go back to write, and you will succeed immediately."

Sun Youxian smiled, put away "The Lost City" dearly, and while closing the open file on the computer, he chatted with Xie Yun: "Well, brother, I do have this plan recently, the shop where I work, the boss is going to close No, today is the last time I go to work."

Xie Yun smiled relievedly: "That's a good relationship. If you have anything to help, just ask, as long as you can, I will definitely cover you."

Sun Youxian thanked him a few words, packed up his things, and rushed to the restaurant where he worked.The restaurant in the evening is always the busiest. When work was over, it was almost midnight. The boss called all the employees together, paid them their wages and said goodbye to them one by one.When it was Sun Youxian's turn, the boss couldn't help telling him a few more words: "Xiaoxian, you have been working here for several years, forget about your university days, and now you have graduated from a prestigious university with a serious undergraduate degree. Well, you better find a job that sits in an office."

Sun Youxian scratched his head and smirked, thanked the boss for his care over the past few years, and walked home slowly with his salary in his pocket.

After many years of code writing with no results, the part-time job used to support him has also ended. Now he can be regarded as officially unemployed, and it is probably God’s will that he give up the fruitless road of writing.

Sun Youxian thought about everything and had to compromise with reality and started looking for a job.

So, nearly a year after graduation, Sun Youxian, who has been relying on part-time jobs for a living, embarked on a vast road of job hunting - making resumes, registering job search websites, submitting resumes, waiting for notifications...

After mechanically cycling through this kind of work for three days, Sun Youxian did not receive a single interview call. Just when he was hopeless, Xie Yun brought him a message: "Axian, Zhong Jingyu is looking for a job assistant. Do you want to come and try?"

Hearing the words "Zhong Jingyu", Sun Youxian's eyes lit up, and he agreed to Xie Yun's proposal without hesitation.

The next day, putting on the formal attire specially prepared for the interview, Sun Youxian brought his resume and anxiety, and followed Xie Yun to Boguan Media where he worked.

Boguan Media is the largest cultural media company in City A. Its business includes physical publishing, online literature, film and television investment, etc.The Biluo Literature Network, which Sun Youxian is constantly seeking to sign, is affiliated to Boguan Media, and Xie Yun is mainly engaged in publishing and editing work in Boguan.

It's no secret that Zhong Jingyu is the head author of Boguan. After Xie Yun learned from Zhong Jingyu's editor-in-charge Zheng Shuo that he was going to recruit a work assistant, he immediately thought of Sun Youxian.

Zheng Shuo is over [-] years old, and now he is the head of Boguan Media's physical publishing business. Zhong Jingyu can be said to have been excavated and trained by him. The two have worked together for almost ten years.

However, the person who came to interview Sun Youxian today was not Zheng Shuo, but a woman in her 30s.

"Sit down, don't be nervous, my name is Li Xinlan, and I'm Zhong Jingyu's assistant." In the conference room, Li Xinlan, dressed in casual clothes, greeted Sun Youxian and poured a glass of water in front of him.

Sun Youxian restrainedly picked up the water glass, took a small sip, and then didn't know what to do.

Li Xinlan flipped through his resume casually, and slowly frowned.

Sun Youxian's heart rose in his throat. He knew in his heart that his resume was really unsightly. He spent four years in college and devoted himself to writing characters. He hardly participated in any school or club activities. , he can be said to be unemployed at home.

Such a job resume should not be suitable for a position like the assistant of the Great God.Sun Youxian was thinking pessimistically, when Li Xinlan put down his resume, folded his arms on the resume, and asked him, "What time do you go to bed every day? What time do you get up?"

"Ling... sleeps at 1 am, and middle... starts at 11 noon." Sun Youxian, who has never participated in an interview, said that now the interviews are all such unreasonable questions?

"Will you buy food?"

"Yes." The part-time job is a restaurant, and helping the chef buy vegetables is a basic skill.

"Can you cook?"

"Yes...huh?" As an assistant, you still need to know how to cook?What's the point?

"Will you use the washing machine?"

"meeting……"

"Will you do housework?"

"...will... right..." Xie Yun always said that he cleaned the room diligently and cleanly, so he should be considered to be able to do housework.

"Can you drive?"

"Forget it." Although I have never driven a car since I got my driver's license.

"Is it Lu Chi?"

"No."

"Can you use a computer?"

"Yes." Common sense questions such as whether college students can use computers now need to be asked?

"Will you use Q|Q?"

"meeting."

"Will it check for typos?"

"...Yes." At any rate, he has worked hard to become a writer for many years. With these literary foundations, Sun Youxian still has confidence.

"Can you move for work?"

"can."

"Can you accept that the working hours are not fixed? The working place is fixed 24 hours a day?"

"Huh?...can...well..." For the sake of the male god, he went all out.

"Very good!" Li Xinlan finished her barrage of questions, paused for a while, and looked at Sun Youxian with a smile, "I heard that you are a book fan of Jingyu?"

Sun Youxian nodded again and again, and when he mentioned Zhong Jingyu, all the nervousness in his heart disappeared: "When I was in high school, I liked him since I read Zhong Shao's first book..."

"Stop." Li Xinlan stretched out her hand to interrupt Sun Youxian, "What's the matter with Young Master Zhong?"

"Oh, this is what our book fans call Teacher Zhong." Zhong Jingyu became famous at a young age. Among writers of similar status, he was called Young Master by female book fans at a young age. Over time, this title spread. , has become a nickname for him by book fans.

Li Xinlan nodded, and didn't say much about it, so Sun Youxian continued: "I have read every book by Young Master Zhong, and I have collected almost every version. Although his award-winning "The Stranger" It’s not my favorite book, but I’ve read and collected both the Chinese and English versions of the book. So far my favorite is the Fan series, especially the book "The Lost City" in the Fan series..."

"Stop." Li Xinlan stretched out her hand to interrupt Sun Youxian, "Since you are a book fan of Jingyu, what if he ignores you, ignores you, ignores you, and looks down on you?"

"I..." Sun Youxian blinked his eyes twice, "I'm looking at him." Isn't the male god just used to stare, stare, peep, and look up?

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Li Xinlan applauded emotionally: "Your words are so reasonable that I can't refute them, so I decided to admit you."

Hey?

Sun Youxian couldn't believe that he was admitted just like that?

Zhong Jingyu's work assistant!The job of being in close contact with the male god!Is that how he got the job?

"Really...really?"

Li Xinlan nodded with a smile on her face, and quickly went through the employment procedures with him, signed a bunch of non-disclosure agreements, exchanged contact information, and gave him an address by the way, so that he could report there the next day with his luggage.

Sun Youxian, who walked out of Boguan Media's office building dizzily, felt a bit like a dream. He successfully applied for the position of assistant to the male god in the first interview. Is it really like those chicken soups said: God gave you Close all the doors, but leave a window for you.

After all these years of failure on the road of writing, his final goal is actually to become the male god's assistant?

However, Sun Youxian is too young. If God had the heart to close all the doors for you, how could he accidentally leave you a window?

The author has something to say: One pit has not been leveled, another pit has risen again, this time I have a little manuscript, wish me a smooth update to the end, make a fist!