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In the office of Flower Magazine, rows of desks used to stand in parallel lines. At a glance, there were twenty or thirty people alone. All of these people are editors of Floral Magazine.

Among them, there is a young man who looks about 25 years old and wears glasses, his name is Li Li, and he is the editor in charge of the selection of humorous stories.

This morning, he read countless submissions, but he still didn't pick a short story that he was satisfied with, and next week will start soon, and there are still three days to go, and he is a little frustrated.

Looking at the time, it was already half past twelve, and just as he was about to get off work and go to dinner, the computer suddenly sounded "Ding Dong!"

He sat down helplessly, with the mentality of going to eat after reading it, and took a look.

On Chinese Football?

He shook his head at that time, what is there to talk about Huaxia football, who still watches Huaxia football now? Li Li was a little disappointed, felt that it was not interesting, and glanced at it casually and was about to close, but when he saw the Huaxia football team, it was still the Huaxia team of the year. ], the hand was slow to click.

He thought it was a little interesting, and continued to look down.

When he saw it, [The Huaxia team said, we don't play with you at all. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, you know, he has watched humorous stories for three years, nearly 100 a day, and there are very few that can make him smile.

When he saw it, [another player: "Don't look for it, play like no ball." I couldn't help but make up the picture of the player kicking the opposing player, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

When he saw, "Who can go more than 90 minutes without shooting, I can!", the small laughter continued. But when I saw [No matter how many times I, if I can't in, I can't!], the laughter finally got louder, and the editors who hadn't left looked sideways.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I couldn't help but see a very funny humorous little story. Li Li hurriedly apologized,

"Really?" One of the male editors usually likes to read humorous stories, and when he was about to get off work, he came over when he heard Li Li say this, "I'll take a look!"

So, the two began to watch.

Looking at it this time, the male editor's laughter is even more exaggerated, after all, he doesn't read as much every day as Li Li, and his laughter is much lower than Li Li's.

The laugh was completely out of control.

When the two of them saw the last [I'm asking you to pull the chicken 8 down!], the male editor hugged his stomach with a smile.

The two were tired of laughing, and after resting for a while, Li Li said, "This humorous little story is really good, but I always feel... The language is a little too vulgar. What do you think?"

The male editor had been working longer than Li Li and knew more, he listened to Li Li's words and denied it, "Although it is a little vulgar, the humorous stories are more or less vulgar." It's okay, it's normal. ”

Li Li nodded, agreed with the male editor's words, and decided in his heart that it was it, looked at the other party's contact information, and found that there was only Weiwei, and thought about it, let's get it again in the afternoon! So the two invited each other to dinner.

At this time, Zuoqian was still stir-frying, and he didn't know that his contribution was hit.

Zuo Qian learned smartly this time, and he bought a total of six green vegetables. Make three servings at noon and three servings in the evening. And the portions are very large, he doesn't believe it, you can eat all of them.

Unfortunately, all three of these green vegetables were monopolized by Epic Qi alone. After eating, she touched her stomach with a happy face and praised, "Very good." ”

Zuo Qian almost collapsed, and he ate another meal of seaweed and egg soup and rice, and he was about to vomit. He really couldn't understand how that little man's waist, which could almost be held with both hands, could be eaten like this? Where did all the food go? He couldn't help but move his eyes up, it was quite big, at least it was a D cover!

Zuo Qian swallowed a mouthful of spit, only to see Epic Qi's sharp gaze suddenly glance over, he quickly looked away and coughed, "Your satisfaction with eating is my greatest honor." ”

"Cut!" Epic Qi was not interested in Zuoqian's words at all, and felt very contrived. She wasn't stupid either, she put on her police uniform and left after she was full. Zuoqian was left alone to sit there stupidly.

Alas~! The feeling of being despised by beautiful women is really not very good! Zuo Qian secretly swore that I would definitely let you look up to me, let's see! Now you can cherish it! Girl! Now you ignore my love, and I will make you unattainable in the future.

After discovering his ambition, Zuoqian still silently washed the dishes. The back is full of loneliness.

After washing the dishes, Zuo Qian wiped his hands and looked at the clock, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. Thinking about the submission, he turned around and went back to the room to turn on the computer neatly and get on Weiwei.

When he found that there was no movement in Weiwei, he sighed in his heart. Zuo Qian was a little skeptical, after all, he had never submitted any manuscripts, and he didn't know if it would suit the editor's appetite.

Until two o'clock, within an hour, he looked at the news and the like to understand the dynamics of the world, but every ten minutes or so, he had to refresh Weiwei to see if there was a flowery editor to contact him.

This mentality is like a big girl getting on a sedan chair, both expectant and bumpy.

When two o'clock arrived, the left moved to refresh slightly, and found that someone was Aite he, and he took a closer look, and it was written, Li Li, editor of Huaxiang Magazine. It reads: Hello~!Are you the author of Chinese football moving left?

It's coming! It's finally here! The heart that Zuo Qian has been carrying is let go at this moment, and his heart is full of joy. What a discerning editor, it seems, I am indeed the man who shines like fireflies, and even in the dark of the night, he cannot hide my light. Because, I'm spicy drip~! Please don't be intoxicated by me.

Zuo Qian sat in front of the computer with a smirk, and after a while, it seemed that he also found his stupidity, rubbed his face, pinched his fingers and shook them, and replied with a normal face,

Peter Pan: Hello, I'm Peter Pan, no, I'm moving left.

Li Li, editor of Floral Magazine: Hello, I am Li Li, editor of Floral Magazine. I read the humorous little story you wrote and thought it was great. Do you plan to write for the long term or the short term?

Jade-faced Peter Pan: That's it, I'll write a novel in the future, and I'm going to publish it in your magazine, okay?

Li Li, editor of Flower Magazine: Of course, you can, as long as the work is good. We have included this humorous little story of yours, if you still have it, please contact me directly. Please also give us a billing account number, and we will pay you the manuscript fee.