boss is favorite author

In the new week, Pei Han finally went back to work in the studio.

Jiang Wanning handed over the morning's work to her. It was not until noon that Pei Han, who was "about to run away", was released from the office, and the words "Do Not Disturb" were hung on the office door.

The reminder sign was posted by An Yi herself, and when she came back, she was surrounded by gossiping colleagues.

"It's okay, it's okay, she's just been a little busy recently, and she's in a hurry to fix the content of the script, so she's not angry." An Yi helped Jiang Wanning comfort the colleagues around her.

"What about the content-related questions?" Lan Feng, who chatted with An Yi for a while on Saturday night, asked nervously.

"Just tell me for now." An Yi replied in a gentle voice.

Her status in the studio is actually not as high as that of Pei Han and Jiang Wanning, but everyone knows that they have a good relationship.

Moreover, An Yi has always been dealing with some business matters, so although the position brings little difference in status, everyone still believes that she can handle the problems and relationships well.

After Jiang Wanning started to close the code word, the office area also seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, and the people and time for fishing became less and less. Occasionally resting for a while, looking at the closed door of Jiang Wanning's office, will feel guilty Feeling overwhelmed, I immediately returned to work.

Pei Han thought that she would be very busy after returning to work, but in fact, Jiang Wanning has handled all the things that need to be connected very well in the past half a month, and she only needs to urge the platform to make payment.

Xin Xunyu didn't go to work after this year, she lived in Pei Han's house, she was bored by herself during the day, and didn't show up for a week, so she followed Pei Han to the studio to "work".

Jiang Wanning didn't mind. When she found out about this, she jokingly said, "Would you like to write a story with An An? Two top students in the Chinese department were buried here for fishing."

"I'm just here to play! Can you stop being sarcastic?!" Xin Xunyu replied with disgust and resistance.

Jiang Wanning waved her hand, walked to the door of her office, and said sideways: "It's fine to come and play, but if you come to make trouble, I'll throw you and Pei Han out together."

"That's okay! We can go to the movies!" Xin Xunyu replied resolutely, and Pei Han, who was standing beside her, shrank his neck timidly and held her down.

Pei Han pulled Xin Xunyu, who was full of doubts and dissatisfaction, back to his office. After the door was locked, he frowned and reminded: "Don't provoke her recently!"

Xin Xunyu pouted, nestled into the reception sofa in Pei Han's office, and snorted dissatisfiedly.

An Yi watched Pei Han bring Xin Xunyu back to the office, turned around and chased after Jiang Wanning. She wanted to confirm something with Jiang Wanning.

About what she just said, let her write the story.

This is the fifth year that An Yi likes Jiang Wanning's story. In these years, it's not like she hasn't tried to write something.

It's just...whether it's study or spare time, trying to keep writing a novel with hundreds of thousands of words is not as simple as it seems.

And in terms of changes in study life, in the constant passage of time, it is easy to lose the patience to write the same story for a long time.

Even the current brothers and sisters in their studio have tried to write their own stories, but... most of them start from the source of the contract, and give up after repeated failures.

Although An Yi has not finished writing a book, she still has to try to write it in the past, and her reader in the past is the "Ruo Ting" who can hardly find anyone now...

"What's the matter?" Jiang Wanning looked at An Yi with a strange expression on his face, then stood up again after sitting down, and asked worriedly.

"Ah..." An Yi hesitated, she stood at the door and answered in a daze, she turned around, closed and locked the door first.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Wanning looked at her lover who was slowly approaching her, and asked again worriedly.

An Yi was silent, walked all the way to Jiang Wanning's desk, and then asked obviously nervously: "You just said... that Xun Yu and I were asked to write a story..."

"Huh?" Jiang Wanning was taken aback for a moment, smiled with relief, and replied softly, "Do you want to write?"

"A little bit." An Yi replied in a very soft voice.

But she didn't have any confidence in this matter, and even because she had a favorite author like Jiang Wanning by her side, her subjective first impression felt that what she wrote would definitely not be a good work.

Probably because of the inherent sense of distance between idols and fans, An Yi was very nervous about it.

Moreover, in various aspects, she was afraid that she would embarrass Jiang Wanning.

"I remember when you were in college, did you write it?" Jiang Wanning asked, who had the memory of Ruoting's identity, and forgot to hide her identity for a moment.

An Yi's attention was on the story itself, so she didn't realize that Jiang Wanning said something strange. She only responded from Jiang Wanning's screen: "I tried to write it, but I didn't finish it."

When Jiang Wanning first read the stories written by An Yi, she was just an ordinary reader, and she didn’t give too many opinions on writing, except that she would occasionally jokingly remind An Yi to update like an ordinary friend, but she didn’t. Urging her to finish writing or something.

So much so that she was busy with new stories later, and after not contacting An Yi frequently for a period of time, the stories written by An Yi gradually faded into their chats.

"Then write me an outline." Jiang Wanning walked up to An Yi, rubbed her head, and calmed her anxiety.

"Then you can't despise me." An Yi took a step forward, the shyness of wanting to be seen by the author she likes made her get into Jiang Wanning's arms honestly.

"I will never dislike it!" Jiang Wanning promised with a smile, rubbing Rou Anyi's head with her hands, and stroking her back.

An Yi nestled in Jiang Wanning's arms, and her unconfident emotions gradually stabilized. Although she still felt that the story written by Jiang Wanning was definitely not as good as it was, she still had the urge to write.

Jiang Wanning hugged An Yi without urging her, and quietly gave her time to calm herself down.

An Yi didn't stay for too long. When she left Jiang Wanning's embrace, she lowered her head and said softly, "Then I'll write the outline. Remember to rest when you're tired."

Jiang Wanning looked at An Yi's avoiding gaze, rubbed her head again, and replied dotingly: "Go, I will."

An Yi left Jiang Wanning's office. She returned to her seat in the public office area, feeling a little excited and nervous in her heart. She flipped through Penguin's chat interface, trying to tell her former readers that she was going to start writing stories again. .

An Yi didn't know when Ruoting would see the messages she had sent. Speaking of which...they hadn't been in touch for a long time.

But even if she didn't get a reply, An Yi's heart still settled down. She turned on the computer, clicked on Word, and began to look at the pure white background, thinking about the picture of the story that she had been imagining for a long time.

The colleague who was drawing the line next to him saw An Yi staring at the computer screen in a daze, looked over suspiciously, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Oh~ it's nothing, I'm in a daze." An Yi was shy, not only shy but also timid.

She suddenly didn't know how to write the pictures in her heart into words in such a public place, and record the immature stories bit by bit.

So, before she started, she bowed her head to the environment around her and couldn't continue writing.

In the evening, Jiang Wanning walked out of the office on time after get off work. When she opened the door, she saw An Yi who was writing something with her head down, and walked over lightly.

An Yi wrote seriously with a pen, and tried to cover the content on the paper, completely unable to notice Jiang Wanning's approach.

The sister sitting next to her saw Jiang Wanning approaching and wanted to remind An Yi, but was stopped by Jiang Wanning's silent gesture, and lowered her head to reorganize her last work content.

Jiang Wanning stood by An Yi's side and watched for a while, watching An Yi record the character's background bit by bit on the paper. Although it was a scribble record, it could be seen that it was a very interesting character.

Jiang Wanning has never underestimated An Yi as a whole. She has known her abilities and talents as Ruoting, seen them as Jiang Wanning, and read countless long reviews of her works as Jiang Xin.

She clearly knew that it was only because An Yi hadn't fully demonstrated her ability and charm, and maybe even because of her existence, An Yi had been restricted from many attempts.

Jiang Wanning didn't disturb An Yi's creation until the colleague next to An Yi finished his day's work, and the movement of packing things disturbed her thoughts. Then she came back to look at the time and the situation in the office.

An Yi turned her head to see Jiang Wanning standing beside her, and instinctively used her arms to block the paper full of words in front of her.

"You, you, you, how long have you been standing here?" An Yi stammered nervously.

"Boss has been standing for a long time." The sister who hooked the line helped Jiang Wanning answer. She also looked down at the time on the phone and added: "About 10 minutes."

An Yi froze for a moment.

"What are you writing about? You are so precious?" the Gossip sisters who wentssip didn't forget to ask before leaving.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, let's go!" An Yi's nervous ears turned crimson, all she could think about was how to hide herself.

Standing by the side, Jiang Wanning kept smiling and didn't speak, but her eyes kept urging the gossiping sister Gouxian to leave quickly.

An Yi struggled to hide half of what she had written in her backpack under Jiang Wanning's gentle gaze, avoiding Jiang Wanning's eyes, completely daring to imagine how much what she just wrote was seen.

"It's been a hard day, make up for yourself, go eat hot pot?" Jiang Wanning asked with a smile as she watched An Yi's head buried in tidying up.

An Yi lowered his head and moaned for a long time before finally contemplating successfully and nodding his head, coquettishly: "Go~"