The place where the butterfly works is in the center of the city, where there is an office building, there is a square in the middle, there is a fountain in the center, but it is no longer spraying, the water in the pool is muddy and dirty, no one takes care of it and no one cleans it up all year round, it seems to have been completely forgotten, whether it is an ornamental landscape or a pure architectural performance art, it has lost its original function.

In autumn, fallen leaves cover the pools, and when the cold winter comes, the wind raging between the high-rise buildings and the sparkling dirty water in the pools make it even more chilly and desolate.

In the eyes of the butterfly, the existence of this pool is completely out of step with the fashion and modernity of the current place, and it can even be said that it is the place where the scenery is bad, and the original design is a pure failure. If you don't have an abiding determination to do something, it's better to start and not do it.

Every time she passed by, the butterfly couldn't help but glance into the pool, which she had to by, because her company's office building was 29 floors in the 29th floor of the brown-walled skyscraper across the street.

Entering the luxurious and spacious office building, Butterfly completely forgot that she was still a complete housegirl yesterday, lazy, boring, and even decadent, but at this moment, she knew that she was radiant, radiant, and dressed fashionably and beautifully into the heart of this magic capital, ready to start a day of intense work.

As the chief editor of a fashion magazine, she has a full workschedule today, with a routine editorial topic selection meeting in the morning, reading all the manuscripts submitted at noon, and interviewing herself in the afternoon. In addition to serving as the chief editor of this magazine, she is also responsible for a topic column and a character interview column, which are relatively heavy and relatively difficult to do, so the editor-in-chief asked Butterfly to do it herself. Through these years of training, these columns are not difficult for butterflies to do, but the time will be more tight. So butterflies are always quick to get the office done and then wander through socializing, socializing, exhibitions and all kinds of endless activities.

In addition, the most difficult part of the work is the people, and the interviews must be with celebrities in the fashion industry and cultural circles, and these celebrities will not listen to commands.

It's not something you can interview if you want to, or when you want to interview, it's often based on their time, and if your article doesn't satisfy them, you might be in trouble.

Butterfly is always very careful, she knows that although the name is good-sounding and she is a chief editor, in fact, like other editors, everyone is an employee, so all the characters can't afford to offend, and there must be no mistakes in the work, otherwise the job will be difficult to protect.

Butterfly is quite satisfied with the current job, although busy, but after all, no one restricts what you are doing, there is only one editor-in-chief above to manage you, and he is also a figure who sees the beginning and the end of the dragon, so most of the time she is more free. In addition to the magazine's affairs, there are also some things that can be handled by yourself, such as working with photographer JJ.

As for the interview, she didn't arrange it, because you can't be sure when this kind of interview will end, and the person in this interview is a painter who has returned from the United States, this person is easy to deal with, the key is that the introducer is another old-timer in the art world, this old painter is good at figure painting, but he is better at communicating with women, especially beautiful women.

She had to meet the old painter before she could meet the painter who had returned from her stay in the United States for an interview. And the old painter had already made it clear on the phone yesterday: "Wuji, come over for dinner tomorrow, and I will introduce you to Mr. Zhuang." ”

The old painter's name is Lin Motian, who is over 60 years old this year, and is an old-timer in the art world, and currently has studied under a famous late painter. The paintings of the seven painters are now quite sought-after in the collector's world, and the new auction prices of famous auction houses this year have reached hundreds of millions, as if this astronomical number may be refreshed.

This Lin Motian can also be regarded as the editor of the magazine, but he has a name, and occasionally comes to the editorial department, and he is also personally accompanied by the boss, who hugs him and inspects it, and he participates in the topic selection conference of the editorial department with a face, and then he has never appeared again. But the butterfly has been entangled with him for a long time since that meeting.

The boss asks Butterfly to give him an interview with him, and he nods enthusiastically and cheerfully at the meeting, and asks Butterfly to go to his studio the next day. His studio is also his studio.

The night before, Butterfly took great pains to consult his information, prepare various interview outlines, and was busy until midnight, thinking about it, and felt that there was nothing left left, so she went to bed with anxiety. After all, this is the boss's friend, and if the writing is smashed, he will be ready to roll up and leave.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived at his studio early the next morning, his attitude was completely different from the kind style he had at the meeting yesterday, he didn't even lift his eyelids, didn't even look at the interview outline that Butterfly carefully handed him, and threw a bunch of albums to her first, and then hurriedly sent her away and asked her to come back after finishing the manuscript.

That day, Butterfly held a bunch of picture books, and when she walked out of that high-end community, she felt very depressed, because it turned out that in the eyes of these people, little people were regarded as grass in this way. In a trance, there is a feeling of being bullied.

Butterfly spent a lot of effort on this interview, busy all night, first read all the materials, including those painting collections, Butterfly does not know how to paint, but combined with the writings of other editors and the comments on painting in society, I can see some clues.

After reading all the information, I blew the wind on the balcony alone, calmed down my hot brain, and sorted out an idea. She poured a glass of juice from the refrigerator, and saw someone on the opposite side ordering a KFC takeout, a young man with a languid expression, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, paid and turned around to enter the door, and suddenly looked around, the butterfly immediately retreated into the room, she didn't want him to find out that she was actually observing him, maybe he would think that she was deliberately peeping at him.

It turned out to be a late-night sleeper who didn't sleep late at night. It is said that there are many late-night people in this city like themselves, and whenever the night lights are on, these 100-day dreamers are like monsters who have woken up and started their crazy golden hour.

Looking at the figure of the KFC brother disappearing into the night, the butterfly suddenly felt that he was already hungry, he hadn't eaten much at night, and his stomach was already empty at the moment, no wonder he felt a little top-heavy, it turned out to be hungry.

Butterfly felt that she wanted to eat noodles very much, and what she wanted to eat most was the rotten paste noodles that I often ate with my father when I was a child, in which vegetables and meat were mixed and matched, although it was a lazy move, but the taste was still good.

She also thought that at that time, she would cook instant noodles with her father late at night, accompanied by kimchi made by Aunt Xiao Yang, and they ate them deliciously. Gao Ruohan just watched them eat from the side. At that time, she didn't feel that kind of life was very happy, but now that she looks back, she can only put it into emotion