Su Qihua lowered his eyes and thought about it, and actually felt that what Wen said was very reasonable, and he was a little worried that Wen Su would not be able to bear it, so he didn't say anything more, nodded lightly, and replied, "Well, then you can rest, look at the code words, don't break it." Out of the profession of the editor-in-charge, Su Qihua is still a little worried in his heart.

Wen also nodded and replied, "Okay." "There was no more.

The two of them tacitly agreed not to talk any further.

Wen Su shook his head a little tiredly, and then glanced at the screen nonchalantly, wondering, why is there still a cautious movement when chatting with Lord Syrup recently?

No, no, she quickly shook her hair and stopped thinking deeply.

He turned off the computer and took a comfortable shower before going to bed.

It's just that she hasn't been comfortable for long before a phone call comes in.

Originally, Wen Gu was already about to fall asleep, and suddenly the phone rang in his ears, and his heart must have been uncomfortable, but after waiting for half a minute, it still rang there, and Wen Su had to take it.

The caller ID is Song Xingchen's.

I think she and Song Xingchen haven't been in touch for a long time, is there something wrong with the sudden call?

"Hello?" I turned on the speakerphone and spoke lazily, and my tone was not full of energy at the beginning, but it gave people a very weak feeling.

Sure enough, the man holding the mobile phone over there paused slightly, and the light of the crystal lamp sprinkled on his long eyelashes, making him even more pale as snow, but the smile on his face was still hanging, as if it would never be extinguished, he lowered his eyes and thought for a while, but only then deliberately spoke in a very angry voice, "Why don't you tell me so many things?" ”

was stunned for a while, and only after a while did he know the meaning of Song Xingchen's words.

"Don't you know?" Wen didn't think that as long as he didn't say it, Song Xingchen really didn't know anything, otherwise, he wouldn't have made this phone call.

When Song Xingchen heard this, he was also silent for a while, and sure enough, he was reminiscent, and even his thoughts could be seen clearly.

That's right, he admits that he has known about Wen Gu going to work for a long time, and he also learned the news on the day the novel was put on the shelves, but he was just waiting for her to tell him in person.

It's just that he hasn't waited for so many days, so he can't bear it.

Of course, Wen Ji also knew that he would make Song Xingchen feel unhappy like this, so after thinking about it, he lazily opened his mouth and explained, "Actually, I didn't deliberately hide it from you, I've been too busy lately, and I can't sleep enough."

In fact, Song Xingchen didn't mean to blame Wen Jiu, after all, they have known each other for so many years, how could they not understand the other party's thoughts.

Wen Ji just thinks that he will know everything, and he is very busy, so he is too lazy to tell him in person, right?

Song Xingchen's eyes narrowed, and then he smiled lightly, not seeing the slightest anger, "I know." Then the silence continued.

It's not early, and the mental state of the old is a little unpleasant, and now Song Xingchen just didn't say a word on the phone, which inevitably made her feel a little depressed, and after thinking of a better wording, she spoke, "Huh? If nothing else, I'll hang up, sleepy. ”

Although it was prepared for the result, the words still seemed more and more natural in the mouth of Wen Gu.

At this time, Song Xingchen turned his head and looked at the already dark night outside the window, and there were flashing lights, the lights were bright and green, and his heart inevitably moved, "Well, you go to sleep, good night." And he fell into deep thought.

After hanging up the phone, I really fell asleep.

When I got home the next day, it was already 6 p.m.

Because I have been busy, I gradually adapted to such a state, and I dared to buckle after the code was finished.

This time, there was really no one looking for her, but the group was very lively.

Wen Gu frowned, and saw the name of the little rabbit obediently, and inevitably felt curious in his heart, so he carefully looked at the chat history, and finally summed it up with only two sentences.

First, the number of rabbits on the shelves is not good, and I am seeking comfort.

Second, a local tyrant rewarded her.

This she refers to reminiscing about herself.

After selectively ignoring the first one, and then making sure that what he was talking about was really himself, he slowly opened the page of his novel.

The red letters in the comment area are rows and rows, obviously, it is an automatic prompt that the system will give after rewarding a large amount of money.

After revisiting the count, I couldn't believe my eyes.

There is not just one person who rewards, one of them is called me Ruxingchen, this review doesn't need to think about it, it should be Song Xingchen, and the other tyrant is called Zhixin?

Reviewing the old and learning the new?

Not to mention someone else, even the review of himself almost wanted to be crooked, what a coincidence? Will the names be bumped together, without any sense of disobedience?

Wen thought about it for a while, and finally called Song Xingchen, and as soon as he was connected, he entered the topic, "You rewarded me for the novel?" Although he had already guessed a rough idea in his heart, Wen Gu felt that it was better to ask.

Song Xingchen over there smiled slightly at this and said, "Yes, the name is so obvious." "Sure enough, just to get something out, will you take the initiative to find him?

In that case, he doesn't mind getting something done every time.

There was nothing strange about this, and then he opened his mouth shallowly, his tone was very flat, and there was no other meaning in it at all, "You just have that account, right?" "After all, this still has to be figured out.

However, Song Xingchen was stunned for a long time when he heard this, and then he said a little strangely, "Yes, what's wrong?" "What do you do with this?

"Nope." Wen smiled lightly, it's not Song Xingchen, so who is it?

I don't think it's a wild reader, because I like her writing so much, so I spent thousands in one go.

After all, it's a zero-level account, and if I'm not mistaken, it seems that I gave her a reward a long time ago!

After chatting with Song Xingchen for a few more words, he hung up the phone.

The next few days are also good, the subscription is not too bad, to say the worst thing is, the original only 4,000 words of the manuscript is gone, and it is back to the days of the current code.

Syrup hasn't been looking for her recently, so she doesn't bother to button it up, and she's busy every day.

Until one day, Wen had just gotten off work, and not long after he arrived at home, he felt a little drowsy, but he still went to take a shower and continued to code.

Originally, I thought it was just a small cold, so I took some medicine indiscriminately before going to bed and continued to sleep.

However, things didn't seem to be as simple as she thought.

The next morning, Wen was already curled up in bed and didn't bother to move.

Ah, the little ** is finally here, let's expose the syrup~~