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After turning a few corners in the unit's building, Song Ye pushed open the door that had already been unlocked by the health staff and walked into the office hall.

A large part of the editors under the editor-in-chief office of Jinghua Publishing House are working in this office hall, the office hall is very large, the office hall is divided into several areas with a total of 100 desks, which can accommodate 100 editors at the same time, each desk is equipped with a computer, the new era of scientific and technological development, the work of editing and computer programmers are inseparable from computers. The office hall is not empty at the moment, and there are already some people in their own positions chatting with colleagues in other positions. They all live far away, and it is better to arrive early if the road is too far. Latecomers are often close at hand.

"Song Ye is here, it's early!" Seeing Song Ye come in, a person in the corner of the door smiled and said.

"Sister Zhang, you are all seated, I haven't been in place yet, how dare I say it's early!" Song Ye strode over, and said with a smile as he walked.

"There's no way, whoever makes the family have a lot of things to do in the morning, and it can't be done if you don't get up early, and you'll know when you have a child." Sister Zhang said with a smile.

"Huh." Song Ye smiled and didn't say much about this, the place where he lived was not good, let's see what else happened. Without a home, there is no root, not even a root, how to talk about blossoming and fruiting.

Opposite Sister Zhang's desk is Song Ye's desk, after pulling out the chair and sitting down, Song Ye took out yesterday's basically drafted documents from the drawer, and then changed it according to the sudden inspiration when he was watching TV at home last night, it is better not so easy to achieve, it is better.

Seeing that Song Ye started the manuscript, Sister Zhang didn't say much, she opened the story meeting she specially brought, and the working time has not yet arrived, so let's watch it for a while to pass the time, you can't work if you don't get to work. Work during working hours and rest during work hours, even if you don't work for a second, this is the daily standard of staff who have been in their own positions in the office for many years, not everyone is like Song Ye, who wants to perform and do their own work to the end. Spending each day in a mixed way is the only option for many people in a regular life.

In the chatter, in the browsing of stories, in the modification of documents, time passed quietly little by little.

The office hall is gradually lively, the prescribed working time is approaching, the various desks are full of people, and the 100 staff in the office hall are in place before the official arrival of the working time. Song Ye also finished the revision of the document draft in his hand, turned on the computer, and prepared to start the day's work.

"Song Ye, today is Friday the nineteenth!" As soon as Song Ye started the computer and was about to refresh it, he heard someone on the right side talking to him.

Although Song Ye didn't turn his head to look at it, as soon as he heard the content of this remark, even if the person who spoke had a cold and his timbre changed greatly, Song Ye knew who it was, and he could ask this question like, 'Have you eaten?' 'So skilled, except for Liang Hongshi, who is so boring. However, Song Ye was still ready to continue to repeat that conversation with Liang Hongshi, after all, if he ignored him, he would think that he would not give him face, and he might still kick his nose in the face; Poked the window paper, saying that he had nothing to do, and it would be inconvenient to start work in the future. Of course, Song Ye also knows that this Liang Hongshi is not bad in essence, but when he sees things that he can't see, whether they are good or bad, whether they have anything to do with him or not, he always wants to be sarcastic, a typical dog who is nosy with a mouse and owes a type of person, so Song Ye does not hold a grudge against his deliberate questioning, it is regarded as a conversation that takes place every week. Although I want to be quiet, but if you don't have the right or money, you should smile and be honest.

Life, why do you always make me look ahead and backward? Asking as if he was not venting to anyone in his heart, Song Ye quickly adjusted his mood, and said to Liang Hongshi with a hint of a smile.

"What happened on Friday?"

"Hey, you won't forget, you should have sent a private message to the bowl of soup blogger who claimed to want to write a series, but only wrote a short article of a few hundred words, asking him to cooperate with our publishing house. Isn't that what you have to do on Friday mornings? What, give up? "Song Ye, a colleague named Liang Hongshi, is a man in his thirties, in a suit and leather shoes, well-dressed, he looks serious from a distance, and when he comes to see it, he always feels that it is so wrong. After listening to Song Ye's words, he was asking Lin Feng sarcastically at the moment.

"I ......" Song Ye had just said a word, but was interrupted by Liang Hongshi.

"You won't really give up, don't, how can you give up, didn't you say that hope is in the world? Is life going to persevere? You must not give up. Liang Hongshi looked like his friend was very anxious about to commit suicide, and persuaded Song Ye.

"Brother Liang, don't exaggerate too much, I didn't say I wanted to give up, I just wanted to say that I would send it right away." Song Ye said helplessly.

"Oh, you'll send it right away. Alas, Song Ye, didn't I say you, you let everyone talk about it, you have been sending private messages to this blogger for so long, has he replied to you, and this bowl of soup has been around for so long, from the beginning to the present, isn't it just that short article? Give up, you say send him a private message a week, and each time it changes too much, it's not worth it. Give it up. Liang Hongshi replaced the pretended anxiety on his face with a bitter look and shouted at Song Ye, as if he wanted a hundred people in the office hall to hear his words.

"Ah, Song Ye, are you still sending a private message to that bowl of soup?" Sister Zhang, who had just put away the story meeting on the other side, was very surprised when she heard Liang Hongshi's words, as surprised as seeing a fisherman who knew that he had slipped through the net in his hand and tried to catch a big fish in the water thousands of times. Let's be serious, this man has a sick brain. Sister Zhang knew about contacting a bowl of soup, and she was also in charge of contacting a bowl of soup at that time, but she gave up after trying once and seeing that no one came back there, and she is not a big name, a good article does not mean that you are good, I am very busy, and I don't have the time to play with you patiently. For an old man like Sister Zhang, who has been in Jinghua Publishing House for a long, long time, patience is very precious, and it must be placed on the big-name authors. That's why she was so surprised and surprised when she heard that Song Ye was still insisting.

"Hehe, anyway, it won't take a few minutes to revise the last draft and send it over. Refuse or agree, you have to wait for an answer. Song Ye smiled and said, not angry and dissatisfied at all because of Liang Hongshi's ridicule and Sister Zhang's surprise, life has already shackled his hot-blooded and energetic things in reality, and he is now tolerant and accepted that does not belong to his age.

"I know what you mean, but it's been so long, there's no need to waste this time, although the first blog post about fear sent out by this bowl of soup is very good, and the response is great, but if it doesn't come one after another, it's simply rootless duckweed, unless he has the strength of everyone, but, do you think it's possible? Song Ye, listen to your sister's advice and give up. After listening to Song Ye's words, Sister Zhang also persuaded Song Ye to say.

Song Ye knew that although Sister Zhang's words were similar to Liang Hongshi's words, the essence was different, Sister Zhang was really persuading herself from the perspective of bystanders and seniors, while Liang Hongshi just wanted to say it and have fun with herself. For this, Song Ye is very grateful, when he first joined the work, it was Sister Zhang who guided him and gave him a lot of help, and now he is persuading himself so hard...... However, it is not easy for an opportunity to come, especially if you only need to persist in it, there is a very high possibility of opportunity, and you must grasp it. Yes, Song Ye believes that this bowl of soup will definitely be a series, because from his point of view, the first article has received such a big response, whether it is for fame or profit, this bowl of soup should be able to persist. That's why he sent him a private message every week to keep going. Moreover, he has already decided, if he succeeds, when he is about to sign the contract, someone will come to cut off the beard, he will stab the matter to the superiors and a bowl of soup, although life has taught him not to believe in morality, but he feels that if he is a person who insists on tenacity, the boss and this author will be on this side. He and his object are not too young, and if they don't fight hard, they will really only be adrift. He has his reasons. You don't need a reason to love someone, but you need to insist.

"Sister Zhang, thank you for your kindness, but I still want to hold on, even if it doesn't make sense, it won't be much of a loss." Song Ye said to Sister Zhang, his voice was very light and heavy.

"Ugh." After listening to Song Ye's words, Sister Zhang didn't continue to say anything, just sighed, she knew Song Ye's situation.

"Song Ye, don't listen to persuasion, it's not much of a loss, doing meaningless things is a loss, how do you say that, don't listen to the old man's words and suffer a loss in front of you, I didn't mean to take advantage of you, I just want to say this." Liang Hongshi, who didn't open his mouth for a while, said again after Sister Zhang sighed.

Song Ye didn't speak, just glanced at him and didn't continue to speak, as soon as this Liang Hongshi changed his routine, he didn't bother to talk to him.

"However, I think it's okay, you won't have any results until next year, so it's better to give up." Liang Hongshi didn't ignore him because Song Ye didn't pay attention to him, and he stopped talking and said to himself. And the words are getting more and more annoying.

Song Ye's brows furrowed more and more, because Liang Hongshi's words were a little more aggressive on the basis of his previous chatter, which made Song Ye very unhappy and wanted to say something seriously.

After thinking about it for a long time, Song Ye said a little seriously, "I think I'll wait long enough for the result, so don't worry about it, Master Hong." It's my business after all. ”

The words are still so polite, except that they are more serious, but they make Liang Hongshi's mood very bad and unhappy, because the words are actually not polite.

Just when he wanted to say something, Song Ye turned his body completely and turned his back to him to manipulate the computer, although Liang Hongshi had done many times to say things about people behind his back, but he really hadn't done anything too ugly behind people's backs, and he could use language to be sarcastic, but he couldn't do anything else. is still the same sentence, in essence, he is not bad, but he can't see others too well, which is manifested in the fact that he likes to do things without doing two sentences of others who can't do things, such as Song Ye's insistence, which is what makes him intentionally or unintentionally trouble Song Ye with words. Such little people are everywhere in life, not bad but annoying.

"Song Ye, I didn't say those words just now to hit you, you have to know that what I said is based on facts, just talk about this matter, you don't know anything about this bowl of soup, you ......" Liang Hongshi continued to shoot. Before he finished speaking, he listened.

"Shut up." Song Ye turned around abruptly and whispered to him. After finishing the scolding, he didn't care about Liang Hongshi's reaction, and quickly turned back, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Liang Hongshi was stunned, it has been four years soon, Song Ye has never spoken to him like this, he eats leopard gall.

"Okay, Xiao Liang, it's a few minutes before you officially go to work, you hurry up and get ready to tidy up." Sister Zhang, who had been paying attention to the situation here, hurriedly walked over and said.

"Hmph, the dog bites Lu Dongbin." Liang Hongshi snorted coldly, whispered and turned his body to turn his body right and stretched out his hand to open his computer.

"Song Ye, what's wrong with you?" Talking back to Liang Hongshi, Sister Zhang looked at Song Ye, who was staring at the screen and trembling a little, and asked.

"Sister Zhang, look, the second short article, there is a reply." Song Ye took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart and said to Sister Zhang.

"What's the second reply, you...... Wait, you mean he wrote back to you......" Sister Zhang's eyes suddenly opened, and she said in disbelief, did you really wait.

"Yes, he replied, Sister Zhang, you see, he asked me to contact him according to EE." Song Ye nodded vigorously and said. As he spoke, he pointed to the screen, and the screen was the few lines of small words that replied that were no longer words in his eyes, it was the avenue, the bright Avenue of Stars, and the beautiful life seemed to be not far away.

"Really, congratulations to you Song Ye, it's finally here, he said that he was moved by your private message every week, it seems that your insistence is right, you must grasp it!" After Sister Zhang swept the content of those lines, she said to Song Ye with a smile.

"Really, really got a reply?" Liang Hongshi, who came over at some point, didn't dare or want to believe it after reading the words on the computer screen. How could Song Ye, a half-dead withered vine, bear flowers, impossible, must not be. Salted fish will not turn over, and even if it does, it will still be salted fish.

Song Ye still ignored him, and said to Sister Zhang, "Thank you Sister Zhang for your compliment, hehe." I'll take it. ”

"Song Ye, a short essay of a few hundred words doesn't mean anything, the back is not good, there is no future, there is no drama, you have to find out!" Although no one paid attention, Liang Hongshi still said to Song Ye that his psychological quality was very strong. It's just that I don't know when there seems to be a sour smell in the air, and I can't taste the sour smell of grapes when they say that grapes are sour. It's sour, but it's not sour.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I've already figured it out. Mr. Bowl of Soup has published the second short article, if you want to read it, you can use your computer to read it. Song Ye smiled.

"Song Ye, have you already seen it? What is the theme of this article? Sister Zhang asked curiously.

"I haven't read it yet, I just saw a bowl of Mr. Soup's notice, and I'm a little excited, and I haven't had time to see it yet, so I'll watch it right away." Song Ye said with a smile.

"You, I'll go check it out too." Sister Zhang smiled and walked back to her seat.

Liang Hongshi on the side has already done it in front of his computer, and he is operating to open the blog, praying while operating, the level of the article has plummeted, and it must be lowered.

Other colleagues around the speech incident here also noticed it, and after hearing the second article of a bowl of soup appearing, they also couldn't wait to log on to the webpage and click on the blog. For a while, the content displayed on the computers of all staff members in the office hall was basically the same.

"Worry is an invisible dagger that pierces your body and hurts your spirit.

Young Jack, who is at the age of military service, is the result of the lottery, and the lottery is exactly the next lottery, the most difficult branch of the army - the Marine Corps.

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What life has is a constant choice, depending on what attitude you choose, to look at these countless opportunities that depend on your decisions; If you look at the positive and negative sides of everything and every problem, you will find that the deepest fears in your heart will come to naught on their own once all things are clear. ”

The article is not long, but everyone is slowly immersed in it, reading it repeatedly, silently analyzing it in their hearts, and correspondingly to what they have encountered in their lives, which is simple and thought-provoking. Soup, meaning endless aftertaste.

After reading this short article about anxiety over and over again, Song Ye couldn't control the expression on his face, laughing, laughing from the heart, it can be understood as a laugh of sorrow, it can also be understood as a smile of hope, it can also be understood as a smile of bitterness, and the laughter is hearty.

For such a long time, enduring Liang Hongshi's ridicule and colleagues' jokes, isn't it just for today, and even said that when I stepped into the door of Jinghua Publishing House four years ago, wasn't it just for today? Fate really plays a joke and tortures people until today before giving a glimmer of light. Yes, it was just a glimmer of light, and the notice that Lin Feng sent him in the name of a bowl of soup only contained a few kind words and an EE number, and did not promise to hand it over to him or to their publishing house. However, this is enough, the first rays of dawn have already arrived, will it be far from the sun of ten thousand rays? Song Ye has this confidence.

Suddenly, Song Ye sniffed his nose, and there was a very sour smell in the air.

Sniffing in the air, Song Ye locked the direction, most of them came from next door, it was Liang Hongshi, he was the main force, a small part came from the surroundings, and the colleagues around him were helping, this was the most direct feeling in their hearts after the same bowl, why didn't they want to insist on it at that time. Smelling this sour smell from the bottom of his heart, Song Ye's smile became more and more brilliant, and his eyebrows were raised with a smile.

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Life like the sea is full of ups and downs, although sometimes the ups and downs will be very long, but as long as you insist on doing and going, there will always be a moment of rise.

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