Seeing her, Su Luoran's mood was a little high, and the feeling of exhaustion was swept away at this moment, and he greeted her from there with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing his happy appearance, Fu Qingyao felt even more depressed, only to feel that the smile was particularly dazzling.

There is a feeling of "the excitement is theirs, I have nothing".

It's just that she and Su Luoran are not familiar with each other after all, and they can't send out a fire in their hearts, so they just politely and detachedly: "Give you the key, Xie Lu thanked you tonight." ”

Although her words were still so soft, Su Luoran could still hear her emotions from the words that did not make waves.

"What's going on, is it because the song didn't go well?"

If you change to a girl, in the face of Prince Su's careful comfort, I am afraid that my happy heart will jump out, and the soul of the prince will be turned upside down.

It's a pity that he met a pseudo-girl like Fu Qingyao.

Fu Qingyao didn't have the heart to let someone be a confidant sister, and there was no need for this.

The feelings of teenagers, although pure and sincere, do not have to be you.

Just like what is written in "Nianhua is an Invalid Letter", after Ning Yao rejected Xiao Yiqi, Xiao Yiqi quickly found another girl to be his girlfriend.

Maybe he was disappointed and lonely at some point, but the feelings of adolescence are too shallow after all.

Just like Ning Yao, after knowing that Chen Mi didn't like her, he quickly put Chen Mi and Wang Ziyang together.

Fu Qingyao hooked the corners of her lips, and the smile on her face was perfect, "It's okay, it's not early, I'll go back to the dormitory first, you guys hurry up." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Su Luoran to react, he waved at him and turned to leave.

Back in the dormitory, Song Jingtian was really not there, and neither were Yin Qinglin and Mo Keyan.

Fu Qingyao thought about it and understood, tomorrow happens to be the weekend, plus the Mid-Autumn Festival, it happens to be a three-day holiday. The two of them are not far from the school, and it only takes about ten minutes to walk, so they think they are going home.

Speaking of home, Fu Qingyao thought of the small, fluffy Samoyed dog at home, and suddenly missed the home with the lively sound of stir-frying and the faint sound of the piano.

This kind of feeling came too quickly, which made Fu Qingyao a little unaccustomed.

For as long as she can remember, she and Little Moth were the only ones in the empty house.

Later, as she grew older, Little Merce became Big Merce, Old Merce, and later, Merce died, and she was the only one left in the empty house.

It seems that it's time to buy yourself a car as well.

The other three homes in the dormitory are close to the school, and she will often run home during the double holidays in the future, and she is too lonely in the dormitory alone.

When the time comes, you can have a car, and you can drive back by yourself.

In particular, although Qingshan belongs to Hebei, it is not closer to Beijing.

However, the dormitory is empty, and it is much more convenient for her.

During the period of military training, she has not been on the Internet much, nor has she contacted the editor Xia Xue.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly took out her laptop and boarded QQ.

Sure enough, as soon as I came up, it rang a few times, and it was Xia Xue's message.

Summer snow: Xiao Qingzi, where is the manuscript, where is the manuscript, the reminder is coming

Summer snow: You bad guy, you card other readers, forget it, you still card me, it's too conscienceless, draw a circle and curse you

Summer snow: If you don't submit the manuscript, my sister will kill you at school

……

Fu Qingyao read it roughly, and also replied in a hurry, directly opened the manuscript in the D drive, flipped through it, and sent the only two remaining chapters together.

Before the start of school, the Fu family specially went back to Fujia Village to worship their ancestors, so there were not many manuscripts of "The Imperial Princess".

Both the Fu family and the old family have the thoughts of the older generation, and now that the Fu family is rich, they naturally want to return to their hometown, and by the way, they go to Xie Lu to thank the villagers who have helped them over the years.

After understanding the simplicity of the people in the village, and seeing the dilapidated teaching facilities and simple teaching environment in the village, Fu Qingyao secretly made up her mind in her heart: When she makes a lot of money in the future, she must build a foundation for the village owner to build roads and run schools for the village.

After waiting for two minutes and no response, Fu Qingyao looked at the time, it was already half past ten in the evening, and after another half an hour, the hot water supply would be stopped.

After taking pajamas and a change of ** pants from the cabinet, Fu Qingyao went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, I brushed my teeth and rinsed my mouth, and when I sat in front of the computer again, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and Xia Xue also heard back.

Summer snow: I hate it, I hate it, Fu Qingyao, you really hate it. Are you writing a suspense drama, seeing now, I still don't know who Nanzhu is in Lu Dao, and even the name of the heroine, I only know Lu Dao now - Fuya, this name is really good.

Summer snow: Is it still there, is there still a manuscript, I want to see the back, the back. There are so many men in the article, who is the male protagonist and who is.

Summer Snow: I just revisited it again, and I found that you are really a talented girl. I haven't heard a lot of poems in it, I think my sister is still a graduate of the Chinese department, do you want to hit people so hard.

……

There was a long pause in the middle, and when Fu Qingyao was sitting in front of the computer, Xia Xue sent a message again

Summer Snow: Ahhhh

Qing Yao: Hmm

I copied everything, and besides, I didn't write it myself, it's too fake.

Summer Snow: ......

Qingyao: It's not early, aren't you sleeping?

Because Xia Xue has just graduated from college a few years ago, she still retains the habit of studying in college, and she doesn't go to bed until eleven o'clock almost every night.

Summer snow: it's still early, why go to bed so early

Qingyao: Oh, then I'll sleep

Summer Snow: Wait, do you still have manuscripts there?

Qing Yao: It's all sent to you

Summer snow: Then you have to hurry up and save the manuscript, the publisher has already arranged the printing time

A pillar of a magazine like Fu Qingyao, when the new book came out, it was already scheduled to be published.

For Fu Qingyao, who has already published three books, these are just going through the motions.

Qing Yao: Well, I know that I have agreed, and I will tell me when the time is agreed, and I will be on time to review the manuscript when the time comes

Summer snow: I love you the most, go to sleep, good night

For editors, what I like most is Fu Qingyao, an author whose articles are of high quality and not slow, and these works are directly linked to her bonus.

So in the face of Fu Qingyao, who is obedient and does not take off the script, Xia Xue likes her very much.

Qing Yao: Good night

After saying that, I didn't say much, just turned off the computer and went to sleep.

In my previous life, because of work, I rarely had the opportunity to sleep on time. Even with the most expensive skin care products, her skin is not very good.

And women should take good care of themselves.

She finally had such a watery skin, and she didn't want to destroy it.

You must know that staying up late is a woman's natural enemy.

Sleep is the most beautiful and beautiful thing.

So in this life, except for the first few days when he first started writing, Fu Qingyao never slept after midnight.

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