The female editor didn't reveal too much information, after all, she hadn't read "Poetry and the Sea" herself, but she just watched Mr. Ye and Mr. Liu every day, so that everyone didn't dare to slack off.

Liu Zhiqing had no choice but to give up, but the curiosity in her heart had been aroused.

As a strong business woman, few things can whet her appetite, but the new article just makes her full of expectations.

How nice is it to be able to reformat an entire magazine and postpone a new article?

"Shihan, you go buy "Science Fiction World" tomorrow, they will release it tomorrow." Ms. Liu called her secretary and got to work.

The expectation of the new article in her heart slowly fermented, like a cat scratching her heart.

On the other side, the author of "Poetry and the Sea", Chu He leisurely played erhu on the seaside.

He has already purchased the second level of the erhu skill, and now it is even more beautiful when he pulls it up, and he also specially recorded it to listen to it himself, pondering the tune.

It passed in the morning, Chu He made lunch, and then blew the cool afternoon wind to study and blow the conch.

He is now a professional conch master, and he is thinking of making a score by himself to accompany the theme song of "Poetry and the Sea".

And then the truth is cruel, he doesn't have such a strong creative ability, and if he really wants to create, he has to spend pleasure points to buy skills.

"I'm left with zero pleasure points." Chu He shook his head, hugged the back of his head and walked into the sand, remembering the magazine in his mind.

Editor Liu Qiang has already told him that a new issue of the magazine will be released tomorrow, and "Poetry and the Sea" will be typeset overnight.

I have to say that the editorial department of the science fiction world is really irritable, and it has a bit of a "how bold people are, how prolific the land is".

Chu He liked to hear it, and he didn't want to wait until next month to get his article serialized.

"If it is released tomorrow, I have to buy a copy, after all, I am the author of the name." Chu He muttered, listening to the waves crashing on the shore, and dozed lazily.

He didn't wake up until the tide was high, and his crotch was wet.

And on the road in the villa area, a girl on a bicycle beckoned from afar: "Hey, Chu He, have you had dinner?" ”

It's Su Muyan.

She carried a drawing board on her back, full of energy and liveliness like a fairy in the jungle.

Chu He was also in good spirits immediately, and the rich woman came.

"I'll eat it, but for Miss Su's sake, I'll still cook." Chu He opened his mouth with a wave of compliments.

Su Muyan laughed: "Then you go quickly, you will teach me to draw later." ”

Chu He patted the sand and became a little prince of cooking.

Su Muyan is a little princess of cooking, she specially came to see Chu He cooking, with a look of admiration: "Can you teach me?" ”

"Miss Su, a princess like you, don't cook, it's important to protect Rouyi." Chu He turned his face and smiled.

"Hand on hand, what a show, disgusting Barra." Su Muyan rolled his eyes widely, and he didn't eat Chu He.

She's a very stubborn little girl.

Chu He is helpless, okay, okay, please ask the princess to cook.

So, the painting teacher became a cooking teacher, and Chu He taught the skills of preserved egg and lean porridge, but it turned out that Princess Su was really not suitable for cooking.

The scent in the air turned into a strange burnt smell, and the smell made people feel dizzy.

Chu He stretched out his hand to turn off the fire and looked at Su Muyan with an innocent face.

"Princess, do you still want to learn?"

"I ...... I call this Guoba Lean Porridge, do you know what Guoba is? Very tasty...... Sorry, farewell. Looking at Chu He's very serious face, Su Muyan couldn't make it anymore and left the kitchen in a gloomy way.

Chu He laughed, let's start over.

Without Chef Su's intervention, the porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork was successfully completed, and the aroma in the kitchen could be said to be gushing out.

Su Muyan grabbed the bowl and looked around: "Okay?" ”

"You haven't gotten tired of eating yet, are you?" Chu He took the porridge out and let it cool.

Su Muyan ignored it and couldn't wait to scoop it up, but she burned her fingers and made her scream all over the house.

Chu He is a little big, are you really a senior? Do you want to go back to kindergarten and retake it?

Chu He hurriedly went to get the medicine and put it on Su Muyan, she was angry for a while, and went to scoop the porridge again.

"I deliberately didn't eat lunch, just to eat preserved egg and lean porridge, I want to eat half a pot today!" Su Muyan was a lot more careful and could be a primary school student.

Chu He's eyes lit up when he saw her squatting on the stool like a puppy, and inexplicably felt the mood of his brother.

It's a bit like a sister who doesn't grow up.

"Eat slowly, I'll help you set up the sketchboard." Chu He said softly, go to the drawing board.

Su Muyan's bicycle was thrown directly at the door, and the sketchpad was also thrown to the ground, but it was wrapped in a canvas, and it was not dirty.

Chu He went to the beach and put up the drawing board, and the color palette was also placed, just waiting for Su Muyan to paint.

However, Su Muyan could really eat it, and after eating half a pot, he moved over with his stomach: "Oops, it's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's so delicious!" ”

"+100 pleasure from Su Muyan."

Chu He pointed to the drawing board: "What are you drawing today?" ”

"I don't want to draw the sea anymore, it's not difficult, I'll draw you, you play the erhu, I'll draw you down and send it to my sister." Su Muyan got the benefits of Chu River, and naturally wanted to reciprocate.

Chu He squinted, you are really a warm-hearted princess.

He doesn't resist, just be a model.

By the way, he can also pull the erhu.

Erhu started, Chu He sat on the stone, the wind was light and light, like an ancient son, pulling the string and playing the rod, and the hand was captured.

A song "Cool and Cool", given to us by Su Muyan.

Su Muyan glared: "Wow, it's only been a few days, you have played much better, what kind of tune is this?" Familiar. ”

"The pop song "Cool Cool", pulled casually." Chu He is a bit naughty.

The erhu can actually pull out the tune of many songs, but the timbre will change, and the joyful tone will always have a touch of sadness.

Su Muyan gave a thumbs up: "Nice, this is promising, you can go to the video website to try it, play modern pop songs with classical instruments, maybe it can become popular." ”

Chu He praised it when he heard it, the eldest lady is worthy of the eldest lady, she is well-informed, like herself, she is pure and fun, and she will not think of the commercial value at all.

But it's obviously impatient to toss commercial value now.

"Besides, I'm not good at it now, I'm going to be sprayed to death." Chu He shrugged, "You draw quickly." ”

“ok。”

Sunset over the West Mountains.

Chu He sat with a sore buttocks, and Su Muyan could be regarded as finished.

Chu He leaned over to take a look, and almost vomited blood.

"Is my mouth so crooked? The eyes are one big and one small, what's the deal with this hue? It's eerie, I'm afraid it's not the erhu, but the conjuring pan, right? "Chu He is full of firepower and complains to his heart's content.

Su Muyan crossed his waist: "You despise me again!" It's a good drawing! ”

In fact, if Chu He didn't have painting skills, his vision would not be so picky.

But he has the skills to draw, and he really can't open his eyes and tell nonsense.

"Okay, don't be angry, I'm a professional, so I'm strict, and I'm actually pretty good at drawing." Chu He even coaxed and deceived.

Su Muyan snorted: "You guy is getting more and more arrogant, don't forget who raised you...... Hiccup......"

She suddenly hiccuped, and the smell of scallion oil from the preserved egg and lean porridge rushed from her mouth to Chu He's face.

Chu He instinctively took a few steps back and covered his nose.

Su Muyan held her little belly and blushed for the first time.

"Don't draw anymore!" She threw away her paintbrush, turned and ran back to the villa, embarrassed to death.

Chu He scratched his arm, Su Muyan, yes, cute.