My readers are movie queens

Because there is no time on weekdays, Jiang Xintian was not ready to send the postcard to Yue until Saturday morning.

What Jiang Xintian didn't know was that the rose garden in Yuncheng could be a residence as well as a studio.Yue's studio was opened there, and Yue Qingyi's "Yue Qingyi studio", which had never disclosed the address, actually opened there.

Rose Garden No. 26...read it twice carefully, Jiang Xintian sent the postcard after confirming that it was correct, and sent a message to Yue when she returned, telling her that her little surprise had been mailed out, so Yue must remember it take over.

Yue sent her an emoji with an "ok" gesture, expressing that he knew it, and it was 100% acceptable.But in fact, she will not be in Cloud City these days, or even for the next two months.

Jiang Xintian was right in thinking, the shipping period from Xingcheng to Yuncheng was almost three days, the postcard she gave to Yue arrived at Yue's place at ten o'clock in the morning on the third day, and the courier put it in the mailbox at gate 26.

It was mid-summer, and the fiery red roses in the yard of Rose Garden No. 26 were in full bloom.This flower was planted by Yue in the past, but since Yue was always on business trips, she had little time to take care of them and other flowers in the yard, so the staff in her studio took care of them all the time.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, the door of No. 26 was slowly pushed open, and a young girl with hair tied into a ponytail and a smooth forehead came out of it.

The girl held two tightly sealed plastic bags in each hand, most of which were empty boxes with only residue left.She kept walking until she reached the big trash bin at the front before throwing the things in her hands into it.She didn't stay too long, and walked back directly after throwing it away.

When she walked to the mailbox standing at the door, the girl stopped and saw something similar to an envelope protruding from it. She knew that there must be something sent by someone else, and it was most likely the utility bill for this month.She also came out to throw out the trash at noon yesterday, but she didn't see the envelope, obviously it was delivered today.

Taking out the letter, the girl saw the sender and recipient written on the envelope.

The sender's name was Jiang Xiaoxin, a name that was nine points unfamiliar to her but one point familiar.As for why she felt a little familiar, it was because she seemed to have heard this name somewhere in her memory, but she couldn't remember it no matter what.

Where the hell is it... Can't remember, the girl simply gave up and went to look at the recipient's name carefully.

Moon?

Who is Yue?The girl was at a loss, none of them had this name.But if you really want to find out one, there is a colleague named Liang Yue in their studio. Could it be that this month refers to Liang Yue?

Anyway, whether it was for Liang Yue or not, it was impossible for her to open it, so it was absolutely impossible for her to open this letter carelessly.

The girl walked into the house with the envelope, changed into her slippers and went straight up the stairs to the second floor.

The second floor is their office, and when you walk up, you can see their huge office, where everyone gathers, only their boss's desk is in a room on the third floor, which is her alone office.

Apart from the boss's office, there are several lounges on the third floor. Except for the one where the boss sometimes rests, the other rooms are almost all empty.

The first floor is where they entertain guests and have a meal. The soft and comfortable sofa is the "gentle hometown" for these people after hard work. They can definitely fall asleep in minutes lying on it, and they can sleep very soundly.

"Liang Yue, is this for you?"

"What is it?" A short-haired girl who was typing on the keyboard quickly raised her head when she heard someone calling herself, and followed the source of the sound to look towards the stairs.

Their Weibo editor, Maureen, was holding up a letter and waving at the short-haired girl.At the same time, everyone in the office looked at her in unison.

"It's not Liang Yue's, it's our boss's. Go and put it on her desk." The person who answered Maureen was not Liang Yue herself, but the person sitting next to Liang Yue's desk.

"Our boss? Jiang Lai, are you sure?" Maureen was a little surprised. The letter in her hand hadn't been read by anyone yet. How did they know that the letter was for the boss?

Jiang Lai: "Go and see the group by yourself, the boss just said."

Maureen quickly walked back to her desk, picked up the phone on the desk, and opened the WeChat group of their studio to take a look.

Sure enough, during the time when she was out throwing garbage, their boss asked in the group if they had received a letter from the sender named "Jiang Xiaoxin", and if so, asked them to put the letter in their On the table, I will look at it when I come back.

So this month is really their boss?So who is this person called "Jiang Xinxin"?A friend of their boss, or an old friend?Maureen had no way of knowing all this, and she didn't want to pry into it. She knew that there was only one thing she had to do, and that was to do her part well.

Looking at the envelope for the last time, Maureen noticed the details that she hadn't noticed just now—the writing on this letter was very cute, delicate and small, and it was obvious at a glance that the person who wrote it was a girl.

Putting the letter on the boss's desk, Maureen withdrew and closed the door gently.

Although few people enter Yue's office, it is almost spotless.When she is there, she will clean up by herself, and when she is away, there will be aunts to clean up. In short, she will keep it clean at all times.

That night, Jiang Xintian Wenyue received a postcard from herself.Yue's answer was "yes", but in fact she only learned about it from the staff of her studio, after all, she was not in Yuncheng at the moment.

Jiang Xinxin: How about it, is this little surprise not bad? [laughing]

Yue: Yes, Yue Qingyi's signature and to sign, thank you for your kindness, you are so kind.

Jiang Xinxin: It’s okay, Qingyi is very nice. I was worried that asking her to sign and write to sign would be too much, but she signed it for me without saying anything.

Recalling that scene, it seems that it is still in front of me.Jiang Xintian felt a kind of sweetness in his heart, and smiled lightly.

Jiang Xinxin: By the way, Yue, did you know that our website will hold an author conference in just over a month. [happy]

The emoji Jiang Xintian sends to Yue is still the series of white fox and rabbit. In this emoji representing happiness, the little rabbit is entertaining himself with a rabbit, happily jumping and jumping repeatedly.

Month: As a regular reader, I have heard about this incident to some extent. The author meeting is held once a year. In previous years, many authors were invited to participate, and they are all excellent authors.

Month: Huh?You...are you also chosen?

Jiang Xiaoxin: What?Can you guess this?Obviously, I'm just a little author who rushes to the street!

Yue: It’s not good to be too modest. Since the organizer sent you an invitation, it means that they affirm you. You still need to be more confident. In fact, you are really good.

Jiang Xiaoxin: Okay, I know, I'm really good hhh.

Jiang Xinxin: Actually, when I saw the invitation today, I was completely shocked. I really felt that I was obviously a little kid, so how could I have this opportunity to go there?

Yue: But it turns out that you are not a little flutter, you are so good.

Yue: How many people can insist on updating [-] a day while working? You see, even Fengyue can't do this.

Jiang Xinxin: Fengyue God is looking for quality and not speed, which is why she only updates [-] words a week, but there are still so many people waiting and looking forward to it.

Jiang Xiaoxin: And I corrected more than 4 words a week, but my grades were still average.

Jiang Xintian is on the road of writing articles, the goal of the first stage is to be able to follow v first, the goal of the second stage is to be able to get on the better list, and the goal of the third stage is to be on the best list of all Baihe stations one.

These three goals have now been achieved, but I feel that there is not so much room for improvement.At this time, I will fall into a bottleneck period, feeling that everything I write is like this, and there is no progress.

Yue: Actually, you don’t have to think about it that way. After all, your starting points are actually different. She took longer to write than you.

Jiang Xinxin: Well, I understand, of course I will continue to work hard to write, after all, I will be someone who will stand shoulder to shoulder with Fengyue God in the future. [听弟.gif]

Month: Your goal will definitely be achieved, it will be a matter of time.

In the following days, Jiang Xintian continued his life of working during the day and writing manuscripts at night, while Yue Qingyi's "The Legend of Green Tea" was still being filmed.

After that visit, Jiang Xintian never saw Yue Qingyi again, and it lasted for more than a month, until their author conference was held on this day.

In the list of invitees, Jiang Xintian saw Fengyue's intentional name.Her name was ranked first on the list, while Jiang Xintian's own pen name of "Jiangshan Youxin" was ranked last.

One head and one tail, there is a distance of nine people in the middle.

Even so, Jiang Xintian was still satisfied, and looked forward to meeting Fengyue God this time when he went to Yuncheng.Even the "prologue" and the follow-up "lines" when they met, Jiang Xintian had already thought about it. After finishing the script the night before, he was imagining the scene in his room.

That scene must not be beautiful, but rather embarrassing.

——Jiang Xintian has almost foreseen the future.

But what she didn't expect was that she was completely wrong, let alone beautiful or embarrassing, she didn't even see Fengyue God's face at all.

Fengyue God didn't come, it is said that she asked for leave for something, just like she did at the author conference last year, for the same reason as now.Originally, Jiang Xintian thought that she didn't go the first time because she really had something to do, but this time she would go anyway, but she didn't expect that she still didn't go in the end.

Jiang Xintian saw this news on the way to Yuncheng. At that time, she had two stops before getting off the bus, seeing that the venue of the conference was very close to her.

The official Weibo of their website released a new Weibo. Aite expressed Fengyue's interest and said that although Fengyue could not come, they have all received her blessing and will send the trophy and gifts to her home at that time.

Seeing this news, Jiang Xintian's expression darkened uncontrollably, and immediately went to Fengyue's Weibo homepage to check her latest Weibo.But her Weibo has not been updated these days. The latest Weibo was still a month ago. She forwarded the official Weibo to announce the list of invited authors to the conference, and posted a "red heart" emoji.

Aren't you coming again... Jiang Xintian sighed secretly, and secretly clenched his hand holding the handrail, but soon loosened it slowly, his eyes passed by the crowd on the bus and finally turned out of the window .

Outside the window is a bustling street, with people coming and going, it seems that there is no area that is not full of people, and almost all of them have been filled by one person.

Yuncheng is really a bustling and beautiful city, so exquisite that people can't take their eyes off it.

——This is Jiang Xintian's first impression of Yuncheng after getting off the high-speed rail and exiting the station.

Including the moment she left Yuncheng, she still thought so.

"The Roland Building is here. Passengers who get off at this station, please hurry up and get off, pay attention to your valuables, and don't forget anything."

The female mechanical voice from the car immediately brought back Jiang Xintian's senses, she raised her eyebrows in shock, only then did she realize that the distance between these two stops was so close, and she was about to get off the car after a short wait.

However, when she looked up at the scroll bar full of words in front of the car, she immediately realized that it wasn't that the two stations were close, but that she didn't notice the passage of time at all because her mind was distracted.