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“…… Heck, look at me, I've been really emotional lately. How can I speak to a child like that? Sorry sorry, under the snow. Why don't you and your buddies go out for a while, and then we'll get it when we're done?" ”

The man with the water glass suddenly patted his head and showed a sincere smile, but he didn't mean to stand up to see off the guests.

"It's really distressing, why can't I lift my spirits lately, how can I get better?"

He looked up and said with an embarrassed smile.

In the face of such soft nails, no matter how much she maintained her righteous behavior under the snow, she just stared, bit her lip, and stood there trembling all over. As if he was confused about something, his eyes looked at the ground unwillingly.

Because there's nothing wrong with that man.

In fact, it is. In adults, or people with a certain social status, it is better for people without social status to interject as little as possible when they speak. And he also made a corresponding apology, so what else can be said?

An adult apologizing to a child is enough forbearance. What other mannerisms can be made? Chase after victory? Do you ask him to kneel and beg for mercy? Or do you just debunk his hypocritical face and give up this mission to go back? Of course, these are impossible options. Because under the snow is a perfect disease, a true perfectionist.

So she just took a deep breath and exhaled.

"I'm sorry, I'm getting a little emotional."

"Aha, it's okay, it's okay. It's normal for young people to want to fight for their rights or something. There's still some candy here, so let's eat some candy to cool off. Well? The dim sum is also quite delicious. Although it has been a little damp for a long time, it is also rare. Let's eat a little more, and so does the little girl over there. ”

With a warm smile, Mr. Editor pulled over a stack of plates and greeted the two girls. The two of them just cautiously took a little from each other and put it in their mouths, nodded politely and stopped talking. They could also feel that the air here was not a friendly place for them, or for the student party as a whole.

"Well, all in all, I don't really like preaching, and I don't like those big words."

After taking a sip of tea, the editor smiled and leaned back in his chair, and said to the representative of the class under the snow with a relaxed face.

"I know that at your age, you all like that kind of spiritual thing. Well, everyone has been at that age. After all, everyone was young, and they didn't think about it so much at the time, to put it bluntly, they were just idle. If you're really busy, who would think about so many useless things? The mind is full of work, and naturally a lot of things are omitted. So, I was a little emotional just now, and I said something very excessive, don't worry about it. ”

Mr. Editor raised his glass to them, then turned his gaze back to me. Looking at his increasingly serious expression, I couldn't help but smile a little and began to straighten my sitting posture.

It looks like an excuse to suppress people is about to appear.

"As I just said, you're actually not here at the right time. We're going to be honest now that we can't even borrow a cat's paws, don't look at me like this, I slept for a day after four days of work? ”

"That sounds like a lot of work, what's going on?"

"That is to say, isn't there a light novel award recently.,Contact with the publishing house.,Contact with the printing house.,The determination of the book number.,The author's negotiation.,And the remuneration and sharing of those messy things.。 You know Hachiman, right? And now we don't have as many people as we used to be, so to speak, we're really busy, and it's great that you're here. ”

"Huh? In that case, we can't help much, after all, it's just a group of students. If you were to use a student, something would go wrong. Aren't you going to be busier then? ”

"Isn't it good to let students exercise more? You're right? ”

The editor waved his hand in his cup and nodded to the two under the snow with a warm smile.

"Huh? Ahh ”

Taking this invisible courage, the representative of the Chinese language class subconsciously responded. Looking at the representative of the Chinese language class who had already responded, he could only sigh subtly under the snow, and stood up to say that he had no objections.

"Yes, yes! That's great! I'll get another editor later, and then you can learn a little bit from her. She's a super gentle beauty, isn't she? There are countless things that have been published in her hands - huh? A bell suddenly sounded from his waist, and the editor's face changed slightly when he looked at the number on it, but he immediately changed his face to a smile on a few of us.

"I'm sorry, I'll answer the phone, Yawata and let's go have dinner later. It just so happens that several seniors also want to get together. Maybe you'll have to drag Feng here later, but you guys have to get along well. By the way, the two young ladies better work harder, right? Our requirements are very strict~ Come on, let's go Hachiman. The dinner is already booked. Hey, ah, is it Qingsang......" The editor walked out the door with the phone in his hand, not caring for the mood of the few people in the room.

“…… Are we going to work? And it's still the kind that is very strict? Didn't you say just a visit? ”

"Well, yes. It seems that I made a mistake in judgment. ”

He closed his eyes softly under the snow.

"Well, I wish you both a happy job."

I stood up, dusted myself off, and turned to walk outside the door. I completely ignored the gaze of the representative of the Chinese language class behind me, who was about to plead for me.

The conversation had little to do with them, but it hastily decided their fate. While adults talk and children don't interject, it also determines the fate of children. This kind of thing seems unreasonable, but in fact, it is an inevitable and correct phenomenon without creating its own value. It can be described as the transmission of feelings.

As for asking, what happens? That's because I don't qualify.

Without value creation, the children who parasitize on other people can only wait for their own independence. can only shelter under the wings of his parents and grow quietly, waiting for the opportunity for him to spread his wings and fly high. Other than that, there is no qualification to speak.

The game of justice for high school students, in the face of reality, is meaningless.