Chapter Seventy-Four: Forced Laziness

Yue Qingyan and Fang Anxin are quite similar in a sense. Once you focus on your work or study, you don't have to worry about anything else. Fang Anxin has someone to help deal with all kinds of things at any time, but it's really not good, just call her brother over the phone. And Yue Qingyan said that there was something to find Tong Yuelong in the company, of course, sometimes Tong Yuelong was busy and transferred the matter to Ding Chen. When he wasn't in the company, there was Morsheng.

This makes these two people, although they can't say that their living ability is extremely poor, at least they don't pay much attention to all kinds of places to eat, drink and play, all kinds of relevant information, and so on.

When it's time to eat, I naturally don't know where to go. Yue Qingyan thought about it, anyway, he was looking for a place with barrier-free measures, so it was basically right to find a restaurant in a five-star hotel, the quality was generally not bad, and it was convenient for all kinds of passages. So, in the car that sent Fang Anxin, they came to the Shangri-La Hotel on the side of Jing An Kerry.

Due to frequent business trips, there are so many days a year to soak outside, and now Yue Qingyan's air mileage points and hotels are basically quite scary. But Fang Anxin doesn't care about this kind of thing at all. was arranged by the comfortable window with a good view, watching the plates of exquisite dishes served, Fang Anxin's mood was still quite good.

"It's not bad here. At this point, we have to eat slowly, otherwise I will have to get stuck in traffic when I finish eating too early. ā€

"That's right. Okay, too. Yue Qingyan glanced at the bag he was carrying. The computer is inside, and although I don't have a charger, the battery is full, and it can work for about four or five hours without any problems. It should be enough.

"Do you still want to work?" Fang Anxin joked, "Speaking of which, I am also a co-creator of Ikebukuro West Exit Park, and our meals can be regarded as part of our work." ā€

"The Invisible Man in the Company, halfway through it, I still want to finish it early, and I also have a heart. ā€

"However, you have a lot on your mind, so many things on your mind, breaking it in half is enough for you to be busy for several months. Didn't you say that there was still that stall in Hong Kong? When are you going to start work?" Fang Anxin didn't care about her image, chewed her food heavily, and said in a slurred voice.

"Hongju just sent me the relevant publishing contract and made a copyright agreement. The other Nie Mingyi helped me get in touch and found a lawyer there to deal with the complicated cooperation contract. If you want to start work, you can start work at any time. However, the first batch of manuscripts should be submitted within a year. Start with a short story, or just make an episode outline of the script. ā€

Fang Anxin looked at Yue Qingyan and asked, "For you, how long is this work? a week?

"It's not as exaggerated as a week, and it shouldn't be used for a month. Yue Qingyan thought about it. If you write an episode outline, even if you count it according to 60 episodes, each episode will only need 1500 words. At best, it's less than 100,000 words. For him, 100,000 words is really not too much work right now.

"Let's not say that since I met you, you've actually only been writing for more than two years, right?" Fang Anxin sighed exaggeratedly and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? But how can a terminal illness not hang up for two and a half years?"

"You're cursing me, aren't you?" Yue Qingyan said with a smile.

"Tong Yan Wu Ji. Fang Anxin said briskly.

"Where do you look like a child except your weight?"

"The chest is like that, too. Really, super flat. Fang Anxin has spared no effort since she got black.

"Don't make a fuss. Yue Qingyan said with a smile and a smile: "What's wrong?"

"You're not in the right place. Tong Yuelong asked me to talk to you, and said that you can listen to you if I told you. Fang Anxin sighed again. "Your workload is high, and although the quality of your writing has not decreased, it still seems to give people a little less freshness. It's not something that people who follow what you write all the time won't find out. However, when I was mentioned like this, I also did some homework and found out that this is really the case. ā€

"Tong Yuelong, how did she find out? This guy is so sensitive?" Yue Qingyan didn't believe it.

She said that Ding Chen told her. Now your manuscript was directly handed over to Ding Chen by Sister Mo for proofreading. You don't know that, do you?"

"I really don't know. Yue Qingyan thought for a while and said, "I thought Er Sheng was just helping me sort out the manuscript." I still have a good idea of what I write, and there is basically no problem with speech. There aren't too many typos, right? Isn't the third review and three proofreading done by Ming Qian?"

"They'll still get through. Of course, there is no problem. Fang Anxin didn't know what to say about Yue Qingyan. After thinking about it, he still said, "I'll tell you what Ding Chen said." Ding Chen said that from the beginning of reading you to the present, there has been a lot of change, on the one hand, the overall quality has risen steadily, and on the other hand, I feel that you are becoming more and more a skilled and mature author. I can clearly feel the tiredness reflected in the subtleties of the text, but even with this tiredness, the quality of the text has not deteriorated. ā€

"I don't seem to feel it myself. ā€

"Of course you don't feel it. You have the time to feel it. Fang Anxin was a little worried. "Sister Mo said, you get up every day, if there is something ready-made, eat something, otherwise see if there is anything that needs to be done. Recently, let's deal with the question gift to the early edition in the morning. Then, when she doesn't go over to you, sometimes you don't even bother to call for takeout, because you are worried that the takeaway guy will interrupt your train of thought, and most of them will deal with it casually with coffee while nibbling on instant noodles or bread. By the way, Sister Mo has stocked up on a lot of ham sausages, ham slices and the like for you, and the consumption is also very fast. Then in the afternoon, I wrote the manuscript and wrote the manuscript. Sometimes it's better to come to the company, and have a meeting with everyone, which is a spice for you, right? If you write a manuscript at home, sometimes it's 8 o'clock in the evening unconsciously, right? A few times Sister Mo said to go to your house in the afternoon, and then go back to school in the evening, as if you didn't realize that she had been, right? She has a really good temper. It seems like sometimes you stop to see her make dinner for you and suddenly realize that you can call her or something. ā€

"Like, there seems to be such a thing...... Yue Qingyan also sighed and admitted.

"Didn't you notice that Cacao and Guanxi came to look for you recently, all of them were looking for you to go out for observation? Just to pull you out to relax, but your brain is not idle, and they also found out. I don't dare to ask you to help read the manuscript and revise the manuscript. Originally, it was nothing for us to go to your house for a meeting, but recently we have dragged you from home and stipulated that you come to the company a few days a week. Of course you can't do it, and I can't do it either. But take it easy. After a few days when you went to Hong Kong, your work status was quite normal, but when you came back these days, why did you work so hard? Lack of money? I'll give it to you if you lack money......"

Yue Qingyan was stunned for a moment: "You know that I am not short of money." ā€

"Of course I know nonsense, who doesn't know? Look at your appearance, like the life of a top author with an annual income of more than 10 million? Your income is reflected in the fact that the brand of instant noodles is better than the average person?

Fang Anxin felt that she was angry and inexplicable. It's all Yue Qingyan's business, why should I be angry. But everyone was really worried about him. Yue Qingyan's concentration in writing is extremely high, even if he is preparing, it is so solid that it is jaw-dropping. As a result, he also consumes a lot of money when he writes. This kind of consumption is not physical, but mental.

Use your brain to the limit, and after completing a job, you often feel like your whole body is drained, and you want to fall asleep. But in terms of work intensity, Yue Qingyan does this almost every day. It's just that he manages his schedule very well, and he has a small amount of exercise, which is maintained. Others seem to have a fairly healthy life, going to bed early and getting up early, and eating three meals at a fixed point. But their friends and disciples all knew that he was not in a good state.

Fang Anxin simply stopped talking and concentrated on eating. Yue Qingyan was a little embarrassed.

"An Xin, I make you worried. But in addition to writing...... I really don't know what else to do. Yue Qingyan thought about it, he really had all the problems Fang Anxin said. For him, immersing himself in the world of writing and texts is a fairly simple thing. Recently, he is not ready to start writing Hong Kong series, so there is no pressure from Faust. He didn't even bother to ask what the next qualifier was.

However, from the day of rebirth, it was as if there was an extremely urgent sense of mission that pushed him forward.

"You can do anything. Look at the book, read the book without a destination. Play games, watch movies, or the simplest, get some sleep. Do you want me to teach you this kind of thing?"

"I see. I'll see what happens. "Yue Qingyan is not such an easily persuaded person. Even if you know everyone's thoughts, what to do, you still need to think twice. After all, a considerable part of his sense of urgency now also comes from these people around him.

"Actually, it's better for you to take a break from your writing. Fang Anxin said: "Painters, cartoonists use materials as an excuse to drag a manuscript and brush a web game or something, but there are also a lot of real materials." In the writers' circle, this is called collecting style or something, right? Ask the people in the writers' association to see if it is useful. As far as what you write is concerned, I prefer to watch "Soul Breaker", "Red Rose and White Rose" and even "Victoria One" and "Chills". Your on-the-spot reactions, your perception of the world, are actually hidden in the text in a very interesting way. "Yinying" carries a lot of private goods, which looks very emotional. But in the series "Ikebukuro Nishiguchi Park", I know that what you want to present is more profound, but I feel that the state of your own writing may have a lot to do with the fact that you did not control it, but were involved in it. ā€

As soon as Fang Anxin said this, Yue Qingyan felt that something was wrong. Indeed, since I started writing "Ikebukuro Nishiguchi Park", I actually put in a lot of effort to be able to write a group of people who don't really know much about it. On the one hand, he observes and discusses with Fang Anxin, and on the other hand, when he writes, he repeatedly speculates and deduces. After all, what he wants to write is not Ishida Yiliang's version, but a version that carries too many private goods and his own goals. repeatedly brought himself into different people, and his usual emotions, all kinds of joys, sorrows, and sorrows were drawn into it, which led to many emotional reactions that were usually very weak.

Even when they were with Morsheng, their conversations and interactions were tepid. Mo Ersheng didn't care so much, because Yue Qingyan had always been like this. Now getting along is more like family, and it is true that there are not so many fragments that shine at any time. But thinking about it carefully, Yue Qingyan understood that this might be because all his strengths of joy, anger and sorrow were exhausted in writing, and he could no longer show normal emotional reactions to various things.

In this sense, the author is a terrible business.

Fang Anxin said: "Don't think about anything. First accompany me to the spa after eating, and then, accompany me to the show tomorrow. Don't think about work all the time, you can't get back to your state, and in the long run, we're all going to be doomed. ā€

"Okay, okay, then listen to you. Yue Qingyan felt that it was better not to resist.

Actually, let Fang Anxin persuade Yue Qingyan, this was proposed by Mo Ersheng. When they first proposed it, a large group of people who were discussing what to do behind Yue Qingyan's back thought that Mo Ersheng was fishing. But Mo Ersheng asked Fang Anxin very frankly: "You like Yue Qingyan a little, that's right, right?"

"Hmm. That's right. After a little hesitation, Fang Anxin said frankly.

This shocked everyone, what is the situation, are the two of them going to tear up?

But Morsheng continued: "However, the degree of liking is like that. I feel that my family's problems, my own physical problems, and my existence, such a level of liking is not enough for you to do anything. Anyway, as colleagues and friends, there is nothing to be dissatisfied with. It's okay to go further, it's nothing if you don't go further. Isn't that so?"

"Yes. But one more thing to add...... I'm as breastless as you are. y怂 Interaction between boyfriends and girlfriends...... Well, I have absolutely no idea what to do and what posture. So...... So troublesome, forget it. ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ This, I didn't expect that. But you and him are first and foremost working partners. You know his work better than I do, so you're the right fit. Morsheng couldn't laugh or cry, and finished with some embarrassment and embarrassment. She's not really fishing.