Sun Lin was crackling in English, and suddenly the MSN window jumped, and Matsui Oya's friend application was actually approved.

He was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly typed in the messenger window: "Hello Mr. Matsui, I would like to submit an article entitled "The Universality of French Cuisine and Neon Cuisine in Seasoning......"

He directly gave the content that had been typed to Matsui Oya in batches, he rubbed his hands, smiled slyly, and waited for Matsui Oya's reply.

That's right, he's tempting Matsui Oya, a fool, and he's hanging his appetite first.

His level of English, unable to complete the draft in a short time, are all things that are appetizing.

Soon, Matsui also replied: "Bastard! What about the rest of the content? Basil is a versatile thing to use on lemon cod, but what the hell is it with tarragon?"

He crackled and typed a bunch of words and raised several questions.

This guy is actually a very quiet person, sometimes two people can drink tea in the courtyard for an afternoon, without saying a word, just enjoy that kind of laziness and quiet.

With so much to say at this time, it is obvious that curiosity has been aroused. His mantra is a jerk, and when this mantra appears, it means that his curiosity has been burst.

Sun Lin smiled smugly.

He quickly gave an explanation, that is, what was not typed later.

The process was a bit slow, and Matsui sent two more jerks over.

There was a delay in the network, and after three minutes, Matsui Tail also replied: "What about the rest of the content?"

Sun Lin replied: "I can't send Chinese here, and now I can only translate it sentence by sentence." ”

Matsui Tail must have been furious over there, "How can this be? Bastard, bastard!"

Matsui Oya's message came again: "Wait for me for a few minutes." ”

Then, there are no more messages on Messenger.

Sun Lin gently tapped the table with his fingers, and the whole person relaxed, he knew that Matsui Wei had also gone to verify.

He waited quietly for Matsui's reply, knowing that there was basically nothing wrong with the manuscript.

Then, he began to continue his stumbling translation, and after translating a paragraph, he passed on a paragraph to Matsui Oya, and soon became obsessed.

Huang Yunzhi went to the bathroom and came back, inadvertently swept Sun Lin's screen, was suddenly stunned, and couldn't help asking: "Can MSN also be instant messaging?"

Sun Lin glanced up at her, stunned for a moment, and only thought that this woman was so beautiful, but he just glanced at it, and with a hum, he focused on the computer screen.

Huang Yunzhi was also stunned, always feeling that Sun Lin seemed to have seen it somewhere, and there was a faint sense of familiarity. But seeing Sun Lin wearing a yellowed white T-shirt and cheap slippers, it is obvious that he and he are people from two worlds, and they have not had any intersection, so it is impossible to know each other anywhere.

Sun Lin's eyes made her a little annoyed, as if she was an ignorant idiot, she really didn't know that MSN had just launched the messenger service, otherwise, she would have been in touch with Lindsay.

In such a backward place as Haizhou, he was actually despised.

She looked at the manuscript that Sun Lin had placed on the table, and then at the word he had opened, which was all in English, and immediately understood what was going on.

Huh, doing academics, such a dirty-looking high school student?

It seems to be related to cooking, so it can't be copied from somewhere, right?

Seeing Huang Yunzhi's suspicious eyes, Sun Lin didn't say anything, just shrugged his shoulders and continued to code.

Chen Hai withdrew his eyes from the game screen and saw that a beautiful girl was talking to Sun Lin, but Sun Lin ignored it and almost didn't bite his tongue.

Huang Yunzhi saw Chen Hai's strange eyes, and immediately knew what this kid was thinking, and he couldn't get angry.

She is even more angry with Sun Lin, isn't she just a little brat, what are you dragging?

At this time, Matsui's reply also arrived, and sure enough, Matsui Oya also verified the two examples he just given.

His reply was concise: "Hurry up and write it all out for me! I'll wait for you today!"

Sun Lin's reply was also very simple, "Can I expedite the manuscript fee? I am poor and in urgent need of money." The address of the school is attached.

He was secretly amused, and he could imagine Matsui Ao's thunderous appearance on the other side of the computer.

Huang Yunzhi never left, watching Sun Lin chatting with Matsui Tail, only then did he understand that Sun Lin was really contributing, and it was a food magazine, and what was even more annoying was that this kid actually asked the other party to settle the manuscript fee immediately, and the remittance had to be expedited, as if people would 100% hire his manuscript, and he cried and shouted for him to contribute.

It's disgusting! It's so damn that this kid is so inadequate. She crossed her hands in front of her chest, waiting for Sun Lin to be rejected fiercely, she waited to see Sun Lin's disgraced appearance.

Matsui Tail also replied in a timely manner.

Huang Yunzhi held her breath and watched Sun Lin open the window, which read: "Bastard, hurry up and write it for me, even if you can't write the essence in English, it's no problem, I don't care which language you use to piece it together, I will find someone to translate it myself." Don't worry about the manuscript fee. I don't care if you're so poor that you're dying of starvation, I just hope you send me the manuscript as soon as possible, not kidding. ”

She was stunned, was the other party teasing?

She probably read the length of Sun Lin's manuscript and knew that it was a big treatise, which was comparable to a thesis.

For example, food magazines basically use coated paper, which belongs to mid-to-high-end magazines, and the manuscript fee will be very high, and the review will be very strict.

It can be said that the review of this kind of journal is not less strict than that of some paper journals.

But what the hell is this one called Matsui?

She publishes a paper with a very low impact factor, and she will be worried to death, worried that those bullshit journals will not pass.

Just need a few words of nonsense on MSN like this little kid?

This passed? Moreover, he promised to be hired immediately, and even if he was hired, he would have to line up and settle the manuscript fee if he did. Is this going to settle right away?

Moreover, give an expedited remittance? just because the author cries poor?

Do you go to those papers and journals to cry and see?

Huang Yunzhi was congested for a while, only feeling that the world was so strange, a little kid who was malnourished at first glance could actually write a brilliant food treatise, and before he could read the whole manuscript, he passed it on the other side.

Yes, it should be a mistake, the guy named Matsui should be joking, thinking about it, she has a lot of psychological balance.

Huang Yunzhi couldn't help but ask, "Are you submitting, right?"

"Tokyo Foodie. Sun Lin didn't raise his head, he was really happy, although he knew that the possibility of the manuscript was very high, but he was still very excited.

On top of that, he managed to hook up with Matsui, and he won his curiosity, and many things were easy to do.

Huang Yunzhi was depressed for a while, the old lady is also a beauty, is she so unwelcome?

She angrily returned to her computer, opened MSN, and saw that Danny had replied to her email, and immediately became interested, asking Danny to help check the magazine "Tokyo Foodie" to see if there was a magazine named Matsui.

It's morning time in London.

Soon, an email came back with an introduction to "Tokyo Gourmet", and the editor-in-chief was indeed named Matsui.

She didn't wait for Lindsay's reply, she left a message again, and then prepared to get off the plane.

Seeing Sun Lin scratching his ears and cheeks, he immediately understood what was going on, and couldn't help but tease: "Your translation level is a bit unusual." ”

Sun Lin frowned and didn't refute, the truth is so, he is also very helpless.

"Do you want me to translate for you?" Huang Yunzhi held his cheeks, raised his head slightly, and looked at Sun Lin, who had clear eyebrows, and always felt that this kid was really a little familiar.

Sun Lin hesitated for a moment, although he felt that it was a little strange that Huang Yunzhi was so enthusiastic, but he didn't think much about it, but just hesitated and asked, "Are you okay?"