Work, work non-stop.

Yang Ke looked at the words in front of the computer, and suddenly felt that they all had legs, running around in front of him, dazzling and unable to concentrate.

finally stayed up until noon, and in order not to delay time, Zhou Xuan also ordered a takeout for Yang Ke by the way.

I worked like this until nine o'clock in the evening, and the tasks in my hands eased a little.

Yang Ke leaned on the back of the chair in prostration, looking at the rotating fan on the ceiling, and didn't even want to lift his fingers more.

Zhou Xuan took a bottle of drink and put it next to Yang Ke, opened a bottle of Nutrition Express and took two sips and said, "Do you want to go down and eat two bites?" ”

"What do you mean? You're not going to let me continue to work overtime, are you? ”

"No, you go home after eating, and I'll continue to come to work."

"You're in for a treat."

"Don't worry, I know you're poor, let's go, I'm almost hungry."

At a night market stall downstairs, Zhou Xuan ordered two catties of crayfish, twenty skewers of mutton skewers, and a number of other fried skewers.

However, he didn't order alcohol because he had to work overtime at night.

Yang Ke put on disposable gloves and skillfully peeled the crayfish shell and cramped, sucked the juice on the shrimp shell, and then ate the only bit of lobster meat into his mouth.

"Brother Zhou, have you read the two books I recommended today? Can they be on the main list? ”

Zhou Xuan said seriously: "You said that the book "Time Stops in the Abyss" and "Late Night Editing" is, the idea of "Time Stops in the Abyss" is good, in an abyss full of monsters, the protagonist suddenly gains the ability to stop time, this is a pseudo-invincible stream, but the rhythm of this book is not very good, I feel that he will collapse sooner or later. ”

"As for the setting of the second book that combines editing and suspense, it's quite interesting, the protagonist is an editor, he can receive submissions from hell, and they have their own horror effects, this one is very good, but the number of words is too small, and the effect is not ideal when pushed up now, wait a week or two to see it."

Yang Ke teased: "Brother Zhou, you are now a bit of a editor-in-chief. ”

"Haha, of course, I'm going to be the editor-in-chief sooner or later. Drink wine, drink, oh, no wine, then dry crayfish. ”

Zhou Xuan happily picked up a crayfish and touched it with Yang Ke.

Although the acting editor-in-chief is just a false name, it is enough to make him happy for a long time.

After eating the crayfish, Zhou Xuan looked at the policeman passing by and said, "It seems that the two of us have not been included in the quarantine target, otherwise we would not be able to work until now." ”

Yang Ke stared at the crayfish in his hand without raising his head: "What do you think is the standard for their isolation?" ”

"Have you ever been controlled by a mass of flesh? Now it seems that the only difference is here. ”

"Maybe, or maybe it's to see if they have any sequelae, after all, twisting their necks like that is really a strange behavioral trait."

Zhou Xuan rubbed his neck very uncomfortably: "Don't talk about this, the scene of twisting your head into one hundred and eighty degrees, I don't know how many times I dream about it at night." ”

Ding dong.

Yang Ke's mobile phone on the table rang suddenly.

He received a text message from Ming Jiayi.

But Yang Ke is now full of oil, and it is not easy to touch his mobile phone, so he simply doesn't care about it for the time being.

"Brother Zhou, why do you think they have that kind of trait? Is there a specific meaning, or is it just a parody of behavior? ”

Yang Ke thought for a while and said: "What you said is that they imitated the behavior of the fishman, I don't think this is imitation, the fishman can only tilt his head sideways because of the vision problem, but the people who are controlled are tilting their heads sideways, which is more like a physical incongruity." ”

"Incongruous? Why is there such a judgment? ”

"Haha, let me catch it, you kid also don't know. Their situation is somewhat similar to that of a book in which there is a monster born without a head, so after controlling others, it can only control the parts it understands, and the head part will make some weird expressions or movements because it is not controlled. ”

"Your consciousness is that the flesh doesn't know how to control a human head?"

The speculation does make sense.

But Yang Ke knew that the predecessor of the flesh and blood group was Patient No. 4, so he shouldn't have the problem of not knowing how to control his head.

Zhou Xuan saw that Yang Ke was not very convinced, so he asked rhetorically: "Then what do you think is the reason?" ”

"I guess it's probably because the flesh mass is not fully developed, and its ritual has failed after all."

"This, it seems to make sense."

The communication between the two is at most only some thinking enlightenment, and they have not yet been able to come up with a final answer for what the specific reason.

The question about the behavior of the controlled person seems to be only associated here, so Yang Ke changed the topic.

"Did Mr. Mo say that he wanted to recruit a few newcomers first? Han Shi: They have to be quarantined for a week, and the two of us can't handle so many manuscripts alone. ”

"Heh, you guessed it right, two newcomers will come over for an interview tomorrow, but HR is also quarantined, so the job of the interview is taught to us."

"Why are you still taking me?"

"Your kid will be promoted sooner or later, and these two newcomers must be brought by you, isn't it good to get acquainted with them in advance?"

"I'll go, I'll have enough work, and let me bring new people, the new people I'm talking about are not this kind of new people, they have work experience."

"Okay, just two thousand yuan for the internship salary, whoever has experience will come, it's good to have these two. I took a look, and the two of them graduated from very good schools, one is an electrical engineering, and the other is a native engineering engineering, both of which are not liberal arts, because they are interested in horror novels, so they applied for this position. ”

"Okay, Brother Zhou, stop, I don't want to hear it anymore."

Zhou Xuan almost said that these two people did not know anything about the work of editors.

Although Yang Ke also graduated from science and technology, he worked as a full-time writer for at least a period of time before becoming an editor, so he has some basic understanding of the work of editors.

When Meng Yuanhang first came to the company, it was a complete blank piece of paper, and Yang Ke wasted his old nose kung fu in order to take him.

As a result, the performance of that month was directly affected.

The money he earned was all on his head, and the company could not compensate him.

Now that the work in hand is so tight, it is better to take his life directly if he has time to bring two newcomers.

"Brother Zhou, let me tell you first, I won't bring these two newcomers, I want to bring you."

"Hey, you kid has stiff wings, don't you dare to bargain with me."

"Brother Zhou, if you want me to say, it's all recruiting people anyway, can't you rely on your connections to find two people who know how to do it?"

"You think I don't want to recruit? Well, let's be honest with you, these two people have interviewed several novel companies before, but they are basically a round of tours, and they pass directly. ”

"Then let's ......"

"Listen to me first, and then they asked someone to find a relationship, and they were introduced to our company, Mr. Mo, you know, greedy for money and lustful and like nepotism, although these two people are relatives who can't beat the eight poles, but they are really cheap, the internship period is two thousand, two thousand five after the regularization, and there is no commission before working for two years, you know what I mean."

Yang Ke was suddenly shocked: ", take advantage of it to this extent, how much money can you save?" ”

The salary of an average editor is less than one-third of the salary of an average programmer.

The company is still trying to save money on editing.

That's too picky, isn't it?

"You don't know the situation of our company recently, now the results have come out, seven have died, and two more will not be able to go to work even if they are cured, and the rest of the people are scared, how much money do these people have to accompany, I can't imagine that our company doesn't have so much cash, so Mr. Mo also went to take out a loan, mortgaged his Bentley and a set of real estate, and he is now eager to save a dollar, let alone a few thousand yuan."

"Hehe, he saved money, but it's not us who are unlucky."

"You kid just complain less, I'm much worse than you, and I'll have to live in the company for the next week."

"Then why don't you go quarantine for a few days?"

", hurry up and eat your crayfish."

After Yang Ke ate a few more, he took off his disposable plastic gloves, and then wiped his hands with paper, then picked up his mobile phone and opened the text message he received.

Ming Jiayi: Yang Ke, yesterday and Sunday, why didn't you go to a psychiatrist? You shouldn't have time for Monday today, or you can tell you a day, and I'll help you make a new appointment.

Only then did Yang Ke remember that there was such a thing as a psychiatrist.

However, things have developed so far that they can no longer be solved by relying on psychiatrists alone.

So he replied with a message: Excuse me, Officer Ming, the psychiatrist's appointment will help me cancel it, I won't go for the time being.

A few minutes later, Ming Jiayi sent another message: Why didn't you go? Are you worried about the qualifications of your psychiatrist? Rest assured, he is a very powerful psychiatrist, and he has been on TV before. Yang Ke, you have experienced such a serious case, I advise you to take a look. Actually, I'll tell you the truth, I also went to see it once, and now I feel much better, and I never have nightmares again.

Yang Ke: Otherwise, you can send me the contact information and name of the psychiatrist, and I will make an appointment by myself when I have time.

Ming Jiayi: It will be more difficult to make an individual appointment, and the cost is not low, but since you said so, I will send it to you. This psychiatrist is named Song Xinlu, his mobile phone number is 157xxxxxxx6, his clinic is in Jieshi Sanji Hospital, when you make an appointment, you say that Ming Jiayi recommended it, and he will give you some discounts.

Yang Ke: Thank you.

Ming Jiayi: You're welcome (●'◡'●).

Yang Ke smiled and shook his head, it is really rare to have someone with this kind of expression now.

Zhou Xuan saw Yang Ke smiling obscenely, and said suspiciously: "What's the matter, the girl sent you a message to confess?" ”

"It's nothing, by the way, Brother Zhou, you have also received psychotherapy for a period of time before, who was your psychiatrist at that time?"

"That was a year ago, I think about it, it seems to be called Song Xinlu, his level is quite powerful, I only treated him for one course, and he is basically fine."

Yang Ke didn't expect such a coincidence, the psychiatrist introduced by Ming Jiayi and the one who Zhou Xuan had been and now were actually the same person.

"What is the problem you are going to see a psychiatrist?"

"Don't poke at my sadness."

"Do you remember the specific treatment process?"

"I can't remember that."

"Can't remember? Can he still amnestic you? ”

"It's not that the memory is deleted, it's like being ...... Is it ...... Yes! ”

Zhou Xuan suddenly screamed and covered his head in pain.