I'm just sorry for plagiarism

"It's not your publishing house, what kind of moths are messing around." Before Li Xia had time to speak, those difficult topics were naturally left to Cheng Qiqi to vent.

"For some reason, Li Xia was replaced by us. Tell me, he wrote a book for you for more than a year. There is no credit but hard work. For no reason, it was replaced because of a woman. Can you be angry?"

Cheng Qiqi herself was also a little angry. After following Li Xia for so long, she gradually learned a lot about her book writing.And to be honest, at the beginning, he was obviously the apple of the eye, but now he is thrown into the cold palace without giving a reason, and even needs to be changed to shit and pee on his face, who can bear it?

Continue to write!To continue writing, the author himself needs to issue a statement?This is too much, what is the difference between this and publicly admitting that you are inferior to others?Honest people don't bully like this, okay?

"I said, is there something wrong with your father?" When he got angry, Cheng Qiqi couldn't control his mouth, "Is it because our family Li Xia didn't do him any favors and ended up angering him? Could it be? So what, sister Ling gave people unspoken rules? I said, don’t you have no principle at all in your juvenile literature, it’s too casual.”

Originally, it was just a complaint, but to be honest, it didn't touch the scars of others, and there wasn't too much bitterness in the words, at most it was just a reminder.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yuanshen's expression immediately turned cold after being slightly taken aback.

Chapter 12, Chapter 12, Beyond Chow Yun-fat

"what happened?"

Originally, it was just an unintentional remark, but Cheng Qiqi was also a little surprised after realizing the strangeness of the other party.

I didn't slander this guy, to be honest, Old Tang was just a young master at best, and he couldn't get along with his father's employees at all, so he didn't touch his sore feet at all, right?

The other party seemed to have taken the situation into consideration, but just frowned and snorted coldly, didn't say much, and continued to lead the way with a sullen head.

But the current situation is really embarrassing.

"Hey, hey, what's going on here?" Cheng Qiqi pinched his waist, intending to get to the bottom of it.

"Leave him alone, he has a problem with his mind." The moody young lady was already used to this guy, and she didn't care too much about it.

Along the way, he didn't say anything more.

The previously cheerful atmosphere suddenly became dignified.

I don't know if it's a psychological illusion, even the rice on the side of the road is gradually falling down like the wind blowing wheat leaves.

It's like someone is doing magic.

It is clearly the weather in early May, and it is already showing a trace of heat as far away as Yecheng.The surrounding area of ​​Jiugan is still breezy.

The trace of blown sideburns is disheveled under the scorching sun.

The two girls stood behind and looked at each other, neither knowing what to say.

"This guy, don't you worry too much?"

However, this time, it was not the worry that the eldest lady said.

It wasn't until several people came to that family's house that Cheng Qiqi realized belatedly, why did Tang Yuanshen make such a big fuss like changing his face.

When pushing the door open, Old Tang coughed dryly, as if to ease the atmosphere.

"Seventh Sister." He said, "I know, in your eyes, it may indeed be unreasonable and hypocritical, but those words really shouldn't be said nonsense."

"Especially in this situation now." Old Tang seemed to have the key to open the door, and when he inserted X into the keyhole, Li Xia was slightly taken aback by the sound.

"Come in." He scratched his head and walked into the entrance beside him.

Before closing the door, he also explained a very inexplicable sentence. "I know, you have your persistence, but I also have my story."

"Although it's trivial, please don't touch it."

"...As expected of being the eldest son of the president of literature, he just has connotations." Cheng Qiqi didn't care too much. Now that someone gave him a step, he thought for a while, and then immediately gave him a thumbs up.

"Yuan Shen, have you brought a guest?" There seemed to be someone still in the room, and a female voice sounded from the inside.

The voice is very nice, soft and clear, like the bubbling streams flowing around Jiugan.

"Sister Ling!" Tang Yuanshen responded, and put the backpack in his hand on the side coffee table casually, but walked up to meet him quickly, and closed the door with a bang.

"This, Sister Ling, this, this, could it be the top card you mentioned just now?" Cheng Qiqi became tongue-tied all of a sudden, at a loss for what to do, and suddenly felt ashamed of being caught saying bad things behind his back.

The eldest lady was also a little surprised. No wonder Old Tang's face became extremely stinky when talking about this matter before. It turned out to be the reason...

"Tell you to speak ill of others behind your back, look at you, retribution is coming." After reacting, he immediately folded his arms, quite a posture that had nothing to do with him, and rolled his eyes. "I'm afraid you should apologize to someone?"

"It shouldn't be! Li Xia, I was fighting for you!" the elementary school girl shouted, quite dissatisfied.

The two girls were still fooling around without any scruples, when suddenly there was a sound in the room, rumbling and resounding, as if some heavy object had crushed the stone slab.

Several people stopped arguing, and just about to open their mouths to ask, they suddenly saw that Tang Yuanshen, leaning on a wheelchair, slowly pushed that sweetly smiling girl out of the back room...

Cheng Qiqi, who originally wanted to make some jokes to cheer up the atmosphere, suddenly froze completely.

"...I think, this time, I might really have to apologize."

She opened her mouth, but at this moment Li Xia seemed to be stunned, and did not give her two supercilious eyes as usual.

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Sister Ling's family background is very simple. In this slightly remote area, housing prices are not expensive. It is still just a small chair in a hut. There is no one else in the room, and the floor does not seem to be paved with floor tiles. It looks like the floor in those classrooms. Almost, very casually.

The dining table is also old-fashioned, with a lot of bumps and holes carved on it, and it seems to be no different from the small round table in the eldest lady's house.

In the past, I often heard my mother brag that it was an engagement token given to me by my father, a round wooden table, older than my daughter.In fact, there is nothing to brag about. In recent years, the family has become a lot richer, but the table that was considered poor and ugly at the beginning has become a topic that my mother can never live without. a feeling of.

The so-called winners and losers are things that I felt particularly embarrassing at the beginning, but once the feng shui turns, I will feel extra emotional.

Whoops, far away.

Sister Ling is also very beautiful, with a clear face, long and soft eyelashes, and a pleasant voice. When she smiles, she smiles sweetly, very much like the fairy in the painting.

But the wheelchair sitting under him is shocking no matter how you look at it.

"This is... what's going on." The eldest lady pulled Old Tang aside, knowing that she shouldn't ask, but she couldn't control her curiosity.

"Sister Ling used to live in our big courtyard. Later, something happened at home. That year, she got a strange disease. She was cured with great difficulty, but she suffered from sequelae." Old Tang answered in a rare and serious manner.

Hearing this, the eldest lady felt very uncomfortable.

In fact, I had some doubts about the other party before, whether he forced Mr. Tang to change the banner by going through some back door, but judging from the current situation, the little suspicion I had in my heart before I came was indeed a bit despicable.

"Sorry, brother." The eldest lady patted him on the shoulder, "My fault, I doubted you."

Old Tang was a little surprised, because the eldest lady in memory was not such an easy-to-talk person.

As the host, Sister Ling knew that someone was coming today, and Tang Yuansheng also greeted her, so she naturally prepared a big table of sumptuous meals.At this moment, Tang Yuanshen wanted to push the wheelchair out to serve food. Tang Yuanshen saw it and stood up quickly.

"Sister Ling, don't go, I'll help you."

Sister Ling responded with a smile.

That clear and flawless face made the two girls feel ashamed.

Obviously, he was still aggressive and wanted to ask Juvenile Literature for an explanation, but the other party...

Cough, not right.

Obviously he was bullied, right?

The eldest lady suddenly woke up.

No matter what accident happened to the other party, the matter of changing the banner has already happened after all, right?

In fact, she still wanted to know what was going on.

After all, Sister Ling seemed to be indifferent to the world, how could it be possible to make such a choice of chasing fame and fortune?

Could it be that there are other hidden secrets?

Li Xia was a little puzzled.

During the conversation, Old Tang brought one dish after another to the table.

The taste is delicious, there are fish and vegetables, although most of them are very light, but it is obvious that it took a long time to prepare.

Seeing the steaming heat, he opened his mouth, but the words still couldn't come out of his mouth.

"This is?" Sister Ling smiled and greeted the two strangers.

In fact, in terms of age, Sister Ling is also a year or two older than the young lady, and she smiles very gently, she is not overwhelmed by the city or the country, she is only a quiet and bright woman on that side.

"This is Cheng Qiqi, this is Lixia, and they are all my good friends." Old Tang naturally acted as an intermediary, "This is Sister Ling, Ling Ruoxin, a new author recently recruited by juvenile literature."

New author?

The eldest lady raised her eyebrows.

From these two words, it is not difficult to see that Sister Ling does not have any background, and her running-in with juvenile literature does not seem to be progressing as quickly. That is to say, the reason why the editorial agency has been selecting her is simply because of her works. High quality and well written?

How terrifying is it to get such a high evaluation based on strength alone?

You must know that although I created the sales myth of last year, when I was with Huang Bian, I didn't have a few good words.

Even judging from the evaluation of their cultured people, no matter their own works, there are not small shortcomings.

"Dream" is, so is "Well Pond".

Even the subsequent "Wukong Biography", as always, has been commented on many places that need to be revised.

Although the eldest lady has never listened to opinions.

But this doesn't mean that I don't recognize Huang Bian and their vision.

In all fairness, as an editor, Huang Bian does have a solid standard.

In many places, the vision is poisonous, and the angles are also very novel. If I didn't want to maintain the integrity of the masterpieces of the previous life, maybe I would modify it at a rash.

In fact, the eldest lady herself doesn't know what the direction of the whole article will be if it is revised according to the opinion of the editor Huang, but subconsciously, she also feels that even if it is really separated from the original text of the previous life, it will be written according to the unique concept of juvenile literature development. Look, the new work is not necessarily inferior to the original.

Even many details are even worse than that, more plots are filled and filled, and the level of excitement is even higher than the original.

Under such a severe gaze, this sister Ling was able to stand out from the eyes of Mr. Tang, the editor-in-chief of Huang.

What does this represent?

Could it be that the group of old fellows in the editorial agency all know that this new writer, Ling Ruoxin, has the ability to surpass Chow Yun-fat?

Li Xia was stunned for a moment, realizing that from this point of view, for the first time, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

……No way?

Chapter 13 13, help me cheer

After all, they were just guests, and the eldest lady and Cheng Qiqi didn't plan to bother others too much. After lunch, they rested for a while, and went out under the leadership of Old Tang.

During this period, the three girls chatted, looking very speculative, and the previous estrangement from strangers dissipated a lot.

I have to say that Sister Ling is indeed the well-behaved type. She looks very much like the big sister next door. She always talks to the two people in front of her with a smile on her face, without any obscure side.

"Are Lixia and Qiqi going to participate in the competition? It's the one held by Wuzhishan recently." Although she stayed at home, the news from the outside world did not fall. When she heard the intention of the two, the young lady crossed her hands Finger, with an extremely hopeful look on his face, "That's great, I have a friend who is also very good at singing. I called him before, but he didn't listen to my advice!"

"That's really a pity." Li Xia grinned, and didn't bother to explain to her. For such a relatively important draft competition, there must be auditions in the early stage. Without previous works or relative popularity as a stepping stone, I am afraid that the other party may not respond.

Old Tang was cleaning the dining table clumsily at the side, and saw the three little girls chatting enthusiastically.He wanted to lick and laugh and get closer, but he couldn't find anything to talk about, so he scratched his head at this moment, and suddenly remembered something: "Oh sister Ling, you said that person..."

It is obvious that they also know each other.

But just as she was about to interrupt, the eldest lady stood up with Cheng Qiqi, intending to bid farewell.

"Just left?" Sister Ling was a little surprised.

"Well, there is still rehearsal in the afternoon." The young lady tried her best to smile, but this tiny movement was keenly captured by Cheng Qiqi who was beside her.

She raised her eyebrows strangely.

This Li Xia doesn't seem to be as happy as it appears on the surface?

It's no wonder, who can admit that their skills are inferior to others?

Obviously before, he was regarded as the favorite person of heaven, and suddenly an author who is better than himself appeared. Although he has not yet amazed everyone, as long as he uses the platform of juvenile literature, the day of prosperity may be in front of him.

Just like Chow Yun-fat back then.

Li Xia was stunned for a while, before he said that he didn't care about anything without shame, but when it came to an end, it was quite unpleasant.

As a result, the original agenda of making Old Tang bleed out to treat guests to dinner was naturally shelved.

On the way back, the straw was flying.

In fact, there is not much that needs to be elaborated. Old Tang scratched his head. He was quite stunned, but not so stunned that he couldn't even feel the cold atmosphere.

Immediately startled, I wondered if it wasn't my previous temper that caused the trouble?

"Don't worry about her, girls will have it several times a month." Cheng Qiqi smiled and helped cover.