Bandage fine tricks

The lights in the editorial department of Yuanchuan Bookstore were still on.

Editor Hejian and his colleagues are still working.

"Damn it, the deadline is almost here, where is Teacher Zhenji hiding..." Editor Kawajian communicated with Shimazaki Setsuna while typing on the keyboard, and learned that the other party had not contacted Teacher Zhenji for more than a month Yes, I can't help but feel annoyed.

At the beginning, I really shouldn't have agreed to Teacher Zhenji's guardian, so that Teacher Zhenji only left a few indirect contact information, so that now he can't find Teacher Zhenji even though he can't get through to Teacher Zhenji's phone.

"You know the school, can't you go to the school to block people?" The colleague who was also pressing for the manuscript said casually after hearing what Editor Hejian said.

"No, Teacher Zhenji is preparing for the exam in the third year of junior high school, and she is hiding from her classmates that she is Teacher Zhenji. If I reveal her identity, I will be hated to death by Teacher Zhenji !"

"...Are you sure you're not worried about being sacked by your classmates?" The colleague was silent for a while, and hit the nail on the head.

"You don't need to say it if you already know it!"

"What about at home? Is there no one at home?" Another colleague just finished the work at hand and wanted to drink coffee to relax. Hearing the conversation here, he interrupted.

"I don't know Teacher Zhenji's home address! Her guardian is only willing to give us his address and the address of the detective agency!"

No need to ask, in front of the child's study, even if the deadline is approaching, it is estimated that going to a detective agency will not get you any good...

"The most important thing is that it seems that the mid-term exam is coming soon. Our deadline is three days after Teacher Zhen Ji's mid-term exam ends. If she has been studying and has not written a manuscript before..." Editor He Jian felt very uncomfortable when he thought of this. The whole person is going to be bad: a manuscript is [-] words!Even if it counts seventy to eighty thousand characters, can it really be done in three days!

If we can't figure it out, the release time of the second volume of "Envoy of God" will be delayed!

Damn it, he really shouldn't have been fooled by Teacher Zhenji's obedient and cute appearance. Facts have proved that all authors are pigeon spirits without exception! ! !

A cup of freshly brewed coffee was placed at Editor Hejian's hand.

Editor Hejian turned his head and saw that it was a recently recruited intern under his supervision: "Ah, thank you!"

Everything is not going well recently, the only comfort is this intern, whether it is running errands or doing everything, it is really perfect, if there is no such thing as Teacher Zhenji missing and delaying the manuscript...

"Senior, don't worry. I've asked my friend. Weizhong Academy will have a three-day holiday after the midterm exam," the intern said with a smile. , Senior, you can use this three-day vacation to urge Teacher Zhen Ji to write the second volume of "Envoy of Gods"-I believe that the guardian will not refuse this small request when the deadline is approaching."

"Three days off? Are you sure!" Editor Hejian was overjoyed.

"Well, I'm pretty sure. I specifically asked a friend about Weizhong Academy's midterm exam arrangements."

"Thank you so much! I'll arrange accommodation right now!" Editor Hejian cheered up immediately, opened the webpage and began to measure the B&B and hotel that will be used to remind Mr. Zhenji: Book the room in advance, and the three days at that time During the holidays, teacher Zhen Ji will be locked inside to write, and she must not be let out until she finishes writing!

Normally, this kind of thing should be left to the intern to handle, but considering that the intern has only been under my management for less than a month, I am afraid that the room he ordered is not in line with my own wishes or Teacher Zhenji's, so editor Hejian decided Handle it yourself.

What's more, Teacher Zhenji is now the cash cow of the editorial department, and he must personally take care of matters related to Teacher Zhenji, how can he hand it over to a small intern!

"Ah, if you have homework at school, you can go back first, I will work overtime here for a while." Editor He Jian said, originally the intern was going to accompany him until he got off work, but considering that he was still a student, he decided to let someone Go back to rest first, "I remember you are an exchange student in the international class, are you okay with your studies?"

"Well, studies are not particularly difficult for me, and as long as I have enough credits, the professor will basically not find me outside of class." The intern smiled and said, "Compared with the school, I think the editorial department It’s more interesting and I can learn a lot of useful things.”

For example, how to urge Teacher Zhenji's manuscript.

Ah, speaking of Mr. Zhenji's manuscript... the intern showed an expression of remembering something: "Senior, the editorial department has the second volume of "Envoy of the Gods". Are you waiting for the second volume of "Envoy of God"? This way, if there is anything that needs me here, senior, I can come and help right away."

"Oh, yes, put it over there." Editor Hejian pointed to the room next to the editorial department, "Then if there is anything, I will ask you."

"no problem."

A sneeze!

Relying on its natural invisible fur in the dark corners at night, the black cat that sneaked into the editorial office without being noticed by anyone sneezed a little.

Someone yelling at themselves?

impossible.

There must be too much dust in here!

Xiaobamao made this decision as a matter of course.

Although it is very late, there are still many people in the editorial department. The overtime culture in Japan has really spread from three-dimensional to Two-dimensional... Xiaobamao is walking lightly and silently, looking at the computer. All the young and middle-aged men and women with worrying hairlines, relying on the fact that everyone focused on their work and no one paid attention to the loopholes in the ground, passed through the editorial office and came to a room guided by the smell of ink.

Her keen sense of smell told her that there are many newly printed books inside, and that even in a dimly lit room, she can still see everything clearly in her pupils. Clear as if in broad daylight.

"Envoy"... Ah, here it is!

Little Hachimao briskly jumped up through the stacked books, found the second volume of "Envoy of God", and easily cut open the plastic packaging with sharp cat claws without hurting the cover.

Well, I will take this book back later, and then I will buy another copy and send it here after the second volume of "Envoy of God" is released, so it will be perfect!

Xiao Bamao struggled to turn the pages of the book with a cat pad and began to read.

Oh oh, so the follow-up is like this. Wow, it's awesome... Hey, is this guy actually jumping backwards? So that's what happened in the previous foreshadowing... Wow, Miss Sister is so cute. Marry me, marry me...

"Clap!"

All of a sudden, the lights brighten up, and the pupils of Xiaobamao's eyes, which were originally wide open, suddenly shrink into a line because of the sudden light, turning into a veritable "cat's eye". This is to reduce the light entering the eyes. Changes produced by rapid focus.

The intern closed the door, and showed a bright smile to the black cat who was squatting upright on the books, and seemed to be a little slow to realize the changes around him and turned his head slightly confused: "Ah, I caught a cat. Where's the little black cat!"

Little Hachimao tilted his head: "Meow?"

"Are you also watching Teacher Zhenji's "God Envoy"?" The intern slowly walked over while observing the black cat's reaction, "I'm about to watch it too, how about we watch it together? I also brought a Snacks!" He said, shaking the snack bag in his hand, "It's delicious cotton candy, do you want to eat it together?"

This way you don’t have to struggle to turn the pages by yourself, and it’s good to have snacks——Little Bamao moved half of his body: "Meow!" Okay!

The intern walked up to the little black cat with a smile on his face, pulled a chair beside him and sat down, and then opened the second volume of "Envoy of God" on his lap. The little black cat very decisively slipped into his arms He found a place in his arms and sat down, his big fluffy tail was well gathered around his body, he lowered his head and focused on watching.

From the intern's point of view, you can see the beautiful back of the black cat with its rich fur, and the two fluffy cat ears that move because of emotional changes. He raised his hand and touched the cat's head tentatively, feeling He flicked his ear under the palm but had no intention of running away, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened.

"Ms. Zhen Ji's book is very interesting, isn't it?" He said while stroking the cat.

For some reason, he just scratched the cat's head lightly with his fingertips, and didn't move in the face of the more attractive body and big tail. Because he hadn't been touched to the bottom line, the little eight cats didn't avoid him Instead, he yelled in response: "Meow!" It's super interesting!Look so good!

It is the book she has read so far that suits her best (all literary works are excluded here), whether it is the three views or the language details, text and plot development, all are her cute points, not poisonous points!

Grass jelly!

The only time Xiaobamao had such an experience of not stepping on thunder was when he was reading his own book.

"It's just that Mr. Zhenji's habitual pigeon personality is really bad...always change interest suddenly to write other things in the middle of writing, and don't think about us who stay at the bottom of the pit at all!"

"Meow meow meow meow!" This really needs to be condemned, how can I stop telling the story halfway through!

"Although I was urged to occasionally throw some soil into the pit, the speed of only one book a year is too slow. I am obviously an octopus maniac with a speed of over [-] per hour, but I have to wait until the last moment to start. Writing... is too much, isn't it?"

"Meow?" One book a year?

The intern miraculously understood Mao Mao's doubts: "Because the contract signed with the publishing house is a minimum of one work per year."

Oh oh, it really is still the publisher's fault - just sign ten books a year!

"I think so too, how about buying the publishing house?"

"...Meow?" Xiaobamao looked up suspiciously, is this person so rich?Then why are you still working as an intern in the editorial department?

——When she passed by the editorial office just now, she heard the conversation over there, and knew that this person was a new intern.

It was also at this time that she noticed that the person she had seen when passing by the editorial office just now had short snow-white hair, deep purple eyes, and was tall. Both in figure and face, he showed an obvious foreigner. features come.

In the eyes of the cat with heterochromatic eyes, the words on the sign hanging on the intern's chest were reflected.

It's his name... Little Hachimao tried hard to recognize the Japanese characters on it, and read it out word by word in his heart:

Brandon... Jesso?