"Okay, editor-in-chief, I'll arrange it right away and notify the author right away!" Qiu Shi's face turned red with excitement. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's been almost half a year, and the second group hasn't received a big cover recommendation from the main station, and he is so aggrieved that he wants to resign.

Du Gang snorted, "Remind the author that the amount of daily updates should be kept up as much as possible." ”

Qiu Shi nodded quickly, "It must be, I must let him use his strength to renew!"

This recommendation of the main site, the author basically has to maintain the speed of 10,000 words a day, and no matter how low it is, he will be preached by the editor.

Qiu Shi naturally knew this rule very well, but after he made the military order, he felt a little uneasy.

He has never received a reply from the author Seventeen, which is really urgent.

Back in his seat, Qiu Shi immediately flipped out the signing contract, looked at the mobile phone number left on it, and dialed it a little nervously.

"I have never resisted your charm, although you have never been fascinated by me......" A melodious ringtone rang, and Qiu Shi was stunned.

This singing voice is very good, Qiu Shi smashes it, smashes it, and smashes it.

But the author seventeen, it turned out to be a girl who wrote such a fierce tomb robbery note?

It's not scientific!

However, a big man would make ringtones with such delicate and lyrical songs?

"I love you, I love you to the end......" is beautiful and moving, with a trace of pure and innocent female voice, accompanied by this emotional lyrics, which makes Qiu Shi's face suddenly hot.

When he heard the lyrics, a slender figure automatically flashed in his mind, with long soft black hair hanging down to his waist, that little face that could be blown and broken, and his eyes were moving and gentle, full of emotion.

Just one glance can make people ...... both physically and mentally

"Hey, who?"

The melodious and lazy charming singing came to an abrupt end, and then a young man's voice was heard.

Qiu Shi sighed, as if a bubble in his heart had suddenly been punctured, and the slender figure in his mind suddenly shattered into pieces.

"Ah, hello, hello, is it the author Seventeen?" Qiu Shi immediately woke up, "I am the editor of the Qiwen website, and I am also your responsible editor Qiu Shi, who contacted you before." ”

"Oh. A simple response from the other side.

Qiu Shi thought to himself that he was really writing about tomb robbery, and this character was a bit boring.

"Your book has a very good score, and today it has entered the third place on the daily click list of the whole site. Our editor-in-chief has specially approved it, and today I will arrange for the cover of the main station to recommend it to you, this recommended position is the best in the whole station, so can you speed up the update from this week to next week?"

After saying that, Qiu Shi waited anxiously for the response from the other side.

Many gods have a very strange temper, and because they have been bored at home, they are not in good health. There are more than 10,000 a day, and many gods will be uncomfortable for a while and uninspired for a while, but they can't do it anyway, which makes a group of editors break their hearts.

"Oh, yes, that's fine. The other side replied very cheerfully.

Qiu Shi simply hated to crawl along the phone line and give the other party a big hug.

Awesome, bro!

"Great! If you have any questions, you can always call me and I will take care of it for you. Oh yes, the tomb robbery notes are really good! I chase them every day! As a loyal reader, it would be great if you could update a little more every day!"

Qiu Shi excitedly broke his thoughts, and the corners of the mouth of the person on the other side of the phone twitched.

"Hung up. "Just two words, cool no, no, no, just cut off the phone.

Qiu Shi is fascinated again, and he really deserves to be the author who wrote the character of the stuffy oil bottle, shouldn't this character be the prototype of the stuffy oil bottle?

Hey, he seems to have discovered something terrible!

Author 17, did I write on behalf of this stuffy oil bottle?

The more Qiu Shi thought about it, the more excited he became, and he immediately rushed into the pages of the tomb robbery notes.

60,000 words, well, let's read one more from the beginning!

Over there, Xu Shuheng, who hung up a Bluetooth call, put one hand on the steering wheel and squinted at Lin Rong, who was already asleep next to him.

The phone call just now didn't wake her up, and it seems that she has been too tired lately.

The black baseball cap completely covered the snow-white forehead of her small face, leaving only a few broken hairs with bangs, which stretched out from the brim of the hat obliquely and fell on the delicate willow eyebrows.

The large-framed black sunglasses, because of her tilted head posture, slipped a little, from Xu Shuheng's angle, she could just see the faintly exposed closed eyes, the dense and long thick curly eyelashes like black wings quietly covered the snow-white skin.

The mask she has been wearing may have made her a little breathless, making her frown delicately, and a small exhalation sound sounded in the car, with a little child's cuteness.

The air inside the car seems to be filled with a faint sweet fragrance.

Xu Shuheng inexplicably felt that there was some heat in the car, so he stretched out his hand to lower the air conditioner a little, but as soon as he withdrew his hand, he was stunned and immediately adjusted the temperature back.

Turning his head sideways at the woman who was sleeping heartlessly next to him, he touched his nose, took advantage of the red light, and with some irritability, he unbuttoned his coat with one hand, opened the car window and let the night breeze blow in on the side of the road.

So, he doesn't like to be this kind of babysitter agent at all!

An old man in his thirties, living in the same room with this kind of delicate female artist all day long, watching her charm ferment little by little every day, what is this called?

What else does a male agent say about treating female celebrities with the mentality of a father raising a daughter, it's just special nonsense!

When he arrived at the gate of the community, Xu Shuheng patted the sleeping Lin Rong.

In the past few days, he has been catching up with the progress of the tomb robbery notes, and the announcement has not fallen during the day, Lin Rong is really tired.

Lin Rong was woken up by him in a daze, but she quickly tilted her head and almost fell asleep again.

Xu Shuheng shook his head helplessly, he originally wanted to discuss with her how to develop in the entertainment industry next, but now he can only think about it slowly in the next few days.

With a pair of worried eyes, Lin Rong covered his mask and yawned heavily.

I found that my sunglasses were crooked, so I quickly corrected them.

When she opened her eyes, Xu Shuheng didn't see clearly, but felt that her eyes were a little bright in the dark.

"Rest early today, post the tomb robbery notes this week, and record a mask on Sunday. Other new jobs will not be arranged for you yet. ”

"Oooh. Lin Rong nodded obediently, like a chicken pecking rice.

The black hair that was scattered behind her back followed her nod, swaying and sliding down to her chest.

Xu Shuheng's eyes fell on it involuntarily.

The ends of those tufts of hair, playfully bent in an irregular arc, were obviously pressed out when he was asleep.

The beautiful girl trainees in the company, as well as the female artists who made their debut, he has dealt with them.

The hairstyles of other people who have been carefully crafted by stylists do not look as soft as her long black hair that is casually draped...... Lovely?

Xu Shuheng coughed, quickly looked away, touched his nose and looked directly at a big cypress tree in front of the car, as if the tree was very good-looking.

Lin Rong looked at him a few more times inexplicably, and felt a little strange, why is this guy so weird and awkward today?

Why did she suddenly have the feeling that this character had been written crookedly?

When she got out of the car, before she could shake her hand in the car, the low-key black sports car shook its tail and drove out!

Lin Rong: "......"