On Friday morning, Zhou Jichu went to the studio to check in as usual, and then walked listlessly to the office and sat down.

"Ahem~ Zhou Jichu, go down and help me buy a drink!" Fu Xiaoxiao said in Lan Feng's tone.

Zhou Jichu turned around and saw that it was Fu Xiaoxiao, and his emotions were instantly ignited.

"Xiaoxiao! You're back~"

Zhou Jichu hugged Fu Xiaoxiao, and couldn't tell whether he wanted to cry or laugh, so he grabbed it tightly.

"Eh, it's a business trip, not an immigration. Why are you so sad! ”

said disgust, but Fu Xiaoxiao still patted her on the back gently.

"Yo, sisterhood is staged early in the morning, and it's not uncommon to see you quarreling!" Lan Feng appeared behind them with a coat and a bag.

"Sister Lan~" Zhou Jichu was about to hug her, but was stopped by Fu Xiaoxiao.

"Okay, stop, Sister Lan's clothes are expensive, you can't afford to pay after crying."

"Well, good!" Zhou Jichu touched the tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Don't stand, Xiaoxiao, you sort out the information of the script for me, and Chu Chu will come with me."

After Lan Feng finished speaking, he went directly back to the small room.

"Okay, Sister Lan!"

After Fu Xiaoxiao finished speaking, he took Zhou Jichu back to his workstation.

"Sister Lan, are you looking for me?"

"Of course, let's talk about the disappearance!"

At the mention of disappearing, Zhou Jichu suddenly became nervous.

"Sister Lan, he... Well... He..."

"He hasn't written it yet, has he?"

Zhou Jichu nodded.

"Forget it, I don't expect him to write it. Did Party A ask him to see it? ”

"Looked."

"That's fine, I don't have to go to him for the next few days. Write as required, and the script should be finished in a few days. ”

"Huh? Don't have to go? ”

"What, you still want to go?"

"No, no, no, I mean..."

"Just write your own manuscript if it's nothing, I'll tell him."

"Ah, okay."

Zhou Jichu walked out of the small room, he couldn't tell what it felt, and his heart was empty.

But think about it, no matter what, it's Sister Lan's arrangement, and she's just a little assistant...

No, Zhou Jichu can't get over the hurdle in his heart.

took out his mobile phone, Zhou Jichu edited the message and sent it over.

Zhou Jichu breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at Fu Xiaoxiao when he returned to his workstation.

"Xiaoxiao, did you participate in that essay contest?"

"Well, no."

"Huh?"

"With so many people participating, I don't think it's our turn. If you have this time, you might as well go out and sign a contract! ”

"If you win this competition, you can go abroad for half a year~"

"So what, I still have to come back to write the manuscript after half a year, it's the same wherever I write!"

"Okay." Seeing that she didn't want to participate, Zhou Jichu couldn't go on.

Looking at the outline in his hand, Zhou Jichu continued to code.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Jichu took his bag and prepared to go out as usual.

"No, where are you going?" Fu Xiaoxiao couldn't understand it.

"Huh? To urge... What do you want to drink? ”

Zhou Jichu reacted and gave a reason with a weak heart.

"Sister Lan told you to go?"

"No, I want to drink it myself." When this reason was said, Zhou Jichu himself didn't believe it.

"Then I'll go with you!"

"Ahh Yes? "I don't understand this next week.

…

"Hello, two cups of American, one cup of taro milk tea."

"No, a cup of mashed taro, two cups of black tea latte."

"Sister Lan doesn't only drink American?"

"I still drink American style in this winter, you are Sister Lan's body is iron~"

"Oh~ Makes sense."

I have to admire, Fu Xiaoxiao's carefulness and Zhou Jichu can't catch up no matter what.

Back in the office, Zhou Jichu drank milk tea, but his mind was thinking about disappearing.

Is he writing a script?

Did he go grocery shopping?

Did he go feed the dogs?

Zhou Jichu looked at the manuscript in front of him, and couldn't calm down, obviously the outline was in front of him.

"What do you think?" Fu Xiaoxiao's eyes motioned for her to go to the pantry.

"It's nothing, it's just a writer who went to urge the manuscript before thinking about it."

"What's wrong with him?"

"He couldn't write a script, so he kept doing other things to pass the time."

"Isn't that good, as long as it's not doing anything that violates the law and discipline, you can do anything."

"But isn't that escapism?"

"Can't you? There is no rule that says you can't escape reality. The reality is so cruel, it's normal to not want to face it occasionally~ What's more, he is a god-level writer, and it's already very good to be depressed at this level! ”

Zhou Jichu didn't understand, and Fu Xiaoxiao continued.

"The spiritual world of a writer is easy to collapse, and if there is no sustenance in life, that day is no different from the end of the world."

"How so?" Zhou Jichu was a little scared.

"You yourself are in this business, and one day you will face such a problem, and there will always be a day when you can't write it."

"I... I do not know. ”

"So, write more when you're young and can do more, and when you can't write it, you can do something else."

Fu Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of light, and she seemed to know all this well. And Zhou Jichu never thought about this, now she just wants to get off work quickly, and then go to find the vanish.

It doesn't matter if he encounters a mudslide or a major earthquake in his spiritual world. There will always be a way to rebuild!

At six o'clock, Lan Feng took his bag and coat, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhou Jichu running out.

"What is she doing in a hurry?"

"I don't know~" Fu Xiaoxiao helped her glasses.

"Forget it, you should go back and rest early, you have worked hard during this time!"

"Mm-hmm, I'll get this sorted out and leave."

In the taxi, Zhou Jichu looked anxious.

"Master, can you hurry up!"

"During the rush hour, it's all blocked!" The driver took a sip of tea, leisurely watched the traffic, and turned on the radio.

Zhou Jichu glanced at the navigation and was completely disappointed.

By the time the taxi arrived in front of the vanishing community slowly, it was already half past seven in the evening.

At this time, it is usually when Zhou Jichu returns from his house.

"It's late today~" The security guard greeted Zhou Jichu.

"Ahh I... I got off work late today. Zhou Jichu scratched his hair embarrassedly.

"Haven't you got the manuscript yet?"

Zhou Jichu shook his head.

"I see, go back early! If he could write it, he would have given it to you a long time ago, and if you haven't given it for so long, most of you won't be able to write it. ”

"It's... It does write..."

Zhou Jichu didn't dare to continue, and for some reason, he felt panicked.

For the sake of vanishing? He doesn't seem to have such a good relationship with himself.

Why is that? Because you feel like you're going to be like him, in a stalemate?

"Are you still in there?"

Zhou Jichu glanced at the inside of the community, the atmosphere of lights was very strong, and the neon lights decorated the building very warmly.

But Zhou Jichu stepped back and shook his head with tears in his eyes.

Zhou Jichu ran back desperately, she didn't know where to go, but she didn't dare to stop.

She was afraid to stop, so she didn't know how to go any further.