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On this day, Shun'er came to 601 again.

"Is this 'Chen Ni' the same Chen Ni I touched last time?"

Shun'er put the phone in front of Lin Lang, and Lin Lang glanced at the screen: it was Chen Ni's Weibo interface, and there was Chen Ni's photo in it: "Yes."

Shun'er sighed: "Handsome! Not bad! No worse than Tang Yushu."

"Yes."

"Your Tang Yushu looks too decent—with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looks like an honest and boring old man! You can see that Chen Ni looks like a villain, and his eyes look very 'thief', handsome and charming. There's an evil spirit in it! The mouth is small and thin, it must be full of nonsense all day long, and everyone will be deluded!"

"Five fans and three ideas."

"It's a pity that the clothes are too poor - if I know him well, I will teach him how to dress every day!"

"wear clothes."

"Hey hey, you can also teach him how to undress..."

"Undress."

"Tsk!" Shun'er was unhappy, and shook Lin Lang: "You turned on the 'custodial mode' to deal with me again! You don't even listen to me! Young master, do you not love me anymore? Why? I'm thinking about Tang Yushu ?"

Not really——Lin Lang and Shun Er confessed all kinds of troubles flying around in their minds: the paper magazine industry at the end of the road, the old professor with a strong sense of belief, their own career plans, etc... all kinds of things that originally interacted with each other... Unrelated things have been squeezed into my thoughts for a while and become a mess.

Shun'er listened patiently, and digested it: "So... are you worried that your dream is like that old professor's - can't keep up with the pace of industry changes?"

Talking to Shun'er, the intention was to release the pressure unilaterally, but I didn't expect that this child would help me to sort out my thoughts in an instant—"So it was like this!" Anxiety, but I haven't been able to grasp the source of anxiety, "I was working in the editorial department recently, and I saw someone as thoughtful as my senior, but wasting a lot of energy on something that has been 'death penalty'... At first I admired his feelings, but these days I am increasingly unable to understand the meaning of this matter...even feel...a bit 'nasty'."

"'Dirty'?"

"Hey...the wording may not be accurate." Lin Lang explained: "Although "New Movie" is a school magazine, it is a commercial publication after all. Even though the manuscript fee standard is extremely low and the operating budget is extremely low...but every issue of the school At least tens of thousands of funds are required. And under the entanglement of the seniors running around, the "New Movie" that was supposed to be discontinued was finally forced to continue for another 8 months... Which means: the school because of him A person's 'dream' or 'feelings' cost nearly 10 yuan."

"That sounds... really 'nasty'."

Lin Lang vaguely thought of this logic on the first day after the job interview.But Lin Lang didn't care about it at the time - anyway, I'm not a "compassionate" kind person, I got 2000 a month, and after 9 months of work, I patted my ass and left.

But the reason why his mood was shaken strongly was because of the old professor who threatened to pay 10 yuan out of his own pocket to fund "New Film" to achieve his goal of "opening a comics major in Film University". dream.

"Regardless of whether the 10 can really do anything enough to make a professional 'result' of the film industry... I think that rather than betting on the 'possibility of uncertainty in the future', at least this 10 should not be spent on "" "New Film" bought a coffin on..."

After saying these words, Lin Lang patted his heart with some regret, and asked Shun'er cautiously: "What I said...is it not very nice?"

Shun'er looked "indifferent": "I think it's okay. You're right! Why did the old professor pay the 10 yuan out of his own pocket? What the old professor did Once it is done, it will be a great merit to the world! No matter how beautiful the last 8 issues of "New Movie" are, it is just like what you said - "the coffin". Maybe a million investment is considered to be a big movie. Not a lot of money—but, no matter how big or small, money should be spent wisely!"

"That's what it means." Lin Lang nodded: "So the more I think about it, the more I feel...the self who can't help the old professor and works part-time for the senior looks like a bad person who 'helps the evildoers'—of course! I'm not saying that the senior is a bad person ...He must have his sincerity for insisting on making "New Movie"—but...hey, the old professor is really pitiful."

Shun'er couldn't help laughing: "That's why I said a long time ago - you really don't want to play the role of 'Liang Bo' anymore! I really should record it for you so that you can listen to what you said just now, then "Self-pull" is vividly expressed! In my eyes, you are almost becoming a Bodhisattva! Let me tell you...you should really be indifferent, forget about the old professor, get 2000 a month, and finish it for 9 months Just pat your ass and leave - you're not wrong at all!"

"There is nothing wrong with it." Returning to the downtime state of mechanically repeating the end of the sentence again, Bodhisattva Lin was suffering inwardly, and sighed for a long time.

Of course, Lin Lang didn't emotionally bring the senior's question into his work.

The next day, I came to the editorial office as usual.

Lin Lang has also finished editing and reviewing the next issue.I also took over the contact information of several authors with the seniors, and made an appointment for the year-end issue.After finishing these chores at work, Lin Lang got up and walked around to soothe his body, and organized the scattered documents in the office along the way.

Picking up the three dirty forms from the ground, Lin Lang stared at them for a moment: "What are these?"

The senior took it and looked at it for a while: "Oh... the three MOOKs that were aborted by "New Movie" last year."

A combination of MOOK, Magazine and Book.The superficial explanation is probably: the magazine is published in the form of a book, without the rhythm restriction of "one issue at a time" of the magazine. Generally, a MOOK is a special topic.

What Lin Lang cared about was—"New Movie" has the ability to publish a book?"

"Yes." The senior introduced to Lin Lang: "Back when the journal was still popular - we didn't get it - it was probably... four or five years ago? Every year, several ISBNs were allocated to the authors. Collected collections. There are still ISBNs, but... I can’t make any books anymore.”

Lin Lang joked: "Is there any this year? Can you give me one?"

"Yes." I didn't expect the senior to agree so happily.

Lin Lang was shocked: "Really?"

"Really. If you want to publish a book, it's okay to give you an ISBN—I can't give you any bonus anyway." The senior became curious: "You want to make your own book? A novel? A collection of short stories? Long story?"

"Short story collections are also fine... long stories are also fine." Lin Lang didn't think about it well—the inquiry just now was just a joke, and he didn't expect to get a positive answer.

However, things were obviously not as smooth as Lin Lang imagined, and the senior then poured cold water on Lin Lang: "Of course I can give you an ISBN if you want. But making a book is very expensive-the ISBN is only One of the small links. Even if there is an ISBN, design, printing, distribution, and publicity, each link must cost more than five figures, and there is no upper limit. Even if you don’t plan to officially launch it, you plan to print only 500 copies yourself Collection or gift, under the premise of having a book number, you have to pay tens of thousands to enter a printing factory."

"Forget it." Lin Lang put the pieces of paper in his hands neatly on the table, put them on the storage rack, and then pinched his ears with both hands, as if his hands were burned: "I don't care about this." Can't handle...a hot potato."

The senior watched his movements and couldn't help laughing.

When leaving get off work, Ye Zi called Lin Lang to stop him from leaving, saying that he would invite him out to eat hot pot.

Lin Lang thought about it, and there was nothing else to do, so he agreed.

When the bottom of the pot was served for 5 minutes after sitting down, another boy came late.He went straight to Ye Zi's side to sit down, and after greeting Ye Zi, he glanced at Lin Lang on the opposite side of the table, a little bluntly: "Who is this?"

"Lin Lang——I told you." After finishing speaking, Ye Zi chatted with the boy about the recent situation.

Forgot to introduce Lin Lang to the visitor.

In other words, he forgot about Lin Lang's existence.

Fortunately, Lin Lang didn't care.

Taking advantage of the time when the two were chatting enthusiastically, Lin Lang was in a hurry to deal with Tang Yushu's "splashing and rolling" - due to being too busy with work these days, he frequently ignored the messages from Tang Yushu.Finally, the "angry" boyfriend broke out - and swiped no less than 10 "crying puppy" emoticons in the dialog box.

Lin Lang couldn't help laughing: "Where did you collect it?"

"In order to express my lonely feeling of being forgotten, I take care of the people in the company!"—the inexplicable pride is revealed between the lines.

"I'm sorry! I've been too busy recently." Lin Lang corrected his attitude.

Tang Yushu's anger has always been easy to dissipate.With just such an apology, the boy really threw his emotions out of the blue and changed to a new topic: "I want to rent a house near the company and take you to live with me."

It's convenient for you, "Then what should I do when I go to class and go to work?"

"There is me. I have already thought about it: get up early every day, make breakfast and wake you up, then send you to school, and then I will go to work. I will pick you up at night, and then go to the company to work overtime." - Clearly arranged in vain.

Lin Lang teased him: "It looks like a father."

Tang Yushu also replied: "It looks like a father." But it was accompanied by an emoji of [smirk].

Lin Lang reacted for a long time before realizing that the "honest man" was taking advantage of him. He wanted to scold him, but was interrupted by the attentive waiter: "Do you need hot towels?"

"Huh?" Lin Lang stretched out his hand to take it. "Thanks."

While wiping his hands, Lin Lang heard Ye Zi "act like a baby": "I can't do it without your brother..." The two sat opposite Lin Lang, performing a "brotherhood" scene: "Brother kneel down for you It’s all right—please help me with the typesetting of the next issue!”.

It turned out that the boy was the "undergraduate student of the direct line" who Ye Zi said was "busy with love and not interested in work".

Pushing away the senior who was clinging to him with a wry smile, the boy repeatedly promised: "Okay, okay..."

"Hey." The work is not easy, Ye Zi sighed: "Sure enough, the 'Heroes are saddened by the beauty pass' - once you have a girlfriend, you will forget about this brother who 'dreams together'!"

Hearing Ye Zi's teasing, the boy smiled wryly and lowered his head to drink the juice, shaking his head slightly.

That micro-movement was observed by Lin Lang.

But before Lin Lang could digest it, Ye Zi called her name and said, "Lin Lang, you are not allowed to fall in love!"

"Huh? But... I have a lover." Lin Lang confessed honestly.

Ye Zi was surprised: "Huh? I can't see it at all!"

"Can you tell if you're in love?"

"Yes!" Ye Zi counted with her fingers: "People who fall in love usually have some very special behaviors: for example, they will laugh from time to time, for example, they will disappear from the circle of friends, for example, they will sneak away while eating hot pot. play cell phone--"

The junior quickly put down the phone and apologized embarrassingly.

"—Lin Lang, you don't have any of these performances."

Lin Lang smiled and explained: "Because both of us have jobs. So...we are relatively independent during the day. But we talk on the phone before going to bed at night."

Ye Zi set Lin Lang up as a model: "Look - this is a mature love relationship!"

The junior nodded to show that he was taught, but he couldn't help looking at the screen.

Lin Lang didn't know if he could be called "mature"...but looking at the "naive" junior who was immersed in love, Lin Lang felt sweet for him.

I don't know Tang Yushu's expectations for a romantic relationship... As a "boyfriend", has he satisfied him?

For Lin Lang, Tang Yushu was considered qualified or even excellent—there was obviously no long-lasting emotional foundation between the two of them, and it was obviously like a fragile relationship that had been lingering overnight due to youthful impulsiveness, but there was always An atmosphere of an old husband who has been leaning on each other for decades.

Lin Lang is satisfied with this "independent symbiosis" relationship, but also envious of the seemingly immature "you and me".

I feel that Ye Zi's teasing about his junior "falling in love" is too frequent to be a bit excessive-although I don't know what's going on between them, but it's definitely not the calm on the surface at this time.

Lin Lang then tried to calm things down: "Everyone has their own habits of getting along."

The original intention was to "equalize two bowls of water", but unexpectedly, it was directly pulled away by the students, and it became the theoretical basis for my prescription.He looked at Ye Zi: "Did you hear it?" Lin Lang always felt that this question was treated as a "joke among friends".

But Ye Zi became the wrong one.He was quiet for a long time, and finally said: "Hurry up and eat!"

The atmosphere fell into freezing point.

Fortunately, Tang Yushu called - this allowed Lin Lang to find an excuse to escape from that space.