Walking into the company, several veterans are still sitting in a high-profile manner, but they have lowered their eyes and slammed their heads on the table in front of them, no need to think about it, there are still two days before the expected deadline, and those who can't hand in the manuscript are definitely troublesome people who are cursed by God! So the editors' mental state is much worse than yesterday. It will definitely be published next Monday, and because the weekend is a public holiday, it causes a lot of inconvenience. In the entire editorial department, only Xiao Xin seems to have the most gloating capital, but at this critical moment, Xiao Xin still has patience and can't hit the nail.

"Jiang Cheng, there is your fax." Jiang Cheng raised his head suddenly, and when he heard this, he was like a savior crossing and illuminating his entire sky, because the current manuscript was like a life-saving straw, and the sooner he arrived, the sooner he would be relieved.

"Hey!! Here it comes! ”

Standing up, Jiang Cheng's eyes were shining with golden light, and the remaining editors who had not yet received the delivery, or who had received a small number of submissions, were at a loss, and it seemed that they could age directly for ten years in a day.

"Ahem." The editor-in-chief coughed suddenly, I am afraid that the illness of the previous two days has not been cured, and it is really not easy to work with illness.

"Hey, teacher, how long will it take for your manuscript, you should know that we have limited time, well.... Kindness.. Well, please turn it in! ”

The author in charge of Yu Mei also doesn't seem to be going well.

Xiao Xin couldn't help but sigh. And I am completely ready, and Mr. Dai Lin's manuscript is just waiting to be handed over to the printing department.

However, the work that continues is to supervise the authors in their own hands.

"What? Ten more pages!! Teacher, I can't save you in this case. .... You should also be aware of our difficulties, please understand. Change the manuscript now! ”

It's not that hard work will be rewarded, sometimes because of some of their own conditions, which leads to the burial of their own results, so this is not an easy job, and the author is not a supergod existence.

Sometimes life is already very cruel, Li Chang hung up the phone and looked back at Xiao Chen in the editor-in-chief position, he is the core of the team, so if there is a problem, it depends on how he arranges it first. "Editor-in-chief, you should have heard it, the teacher will definitely not be able to catch up."

The editor-in-chief's thick dark circles and gloomy eyes always make a mess every time they reach this juncture. Try your best to get the manuscript and let the sketch appear in front of you.

"I know, I know that the author in your hands is always delayed, and the mental state is always not guaranteed, so I have asked Ling Fan to write the manuscript on my behalf, and next month I will divide the author's publication into two months." The bi-monthly issue will wear down the reading ability of many readers, and it will definitely be a big blow to the author. But now there is no way to ensure the quality of work, so there is only a gradual elimination.

You don't need to say much about it. Society will not show you mercy because of this, and mercy will not live.

Li Chang nodded and dialed the author's phone again. "Give me the manuscript you have already made, and your work will be published every two months from next month."

The editor-in-chief was afraid of this kind of thing, so he handed over the finalized manuscript to Ling Fan, after all, Ling Fan is a master, so even if he paints casually, he must definitely surpass the manuscript of the low-level author.

If something is broken, it is also an attempt to use the raw stone to repair it. Although it is difficult to draw from back to front, Ling Fan is definitely up to the task. "Xiao Xin, before going to Teacher Ling Fan's place, be sure to get back his manuscript and that author's manuscript before getting off work."

Through the phone before, Mr. Ling Fan's own works were progressing quite smoothly. Therefore, Xiao Xin quickly stood up. Looking around, it seems that there is really only the most idle appearance of himself.

Therefore, Xiao Xin did not hesitate and nodded vigorously, "Okay, no problem, I'll go right away." ”

Turned around and escaped from the dire editorial office.

Thinking about the tension he would have to experience once or twice a month in the future, Xiao Xin felt that his heart had aged ten years.

Rushed to Ling Fan's house as fast as he could, raised his hand and knocked on the door, Xiao Xin still can't forget the face that opened the door.

Dark eyes, dry lips, and messy hair. It looked like it had just come out of the garbage heap.

"Teacher Ling Fan, the editor-in-chief asked me to pick up the draft."

Xiao Xin explained his intentions, Ling Fan nodded, did not speak, turned around and walked into the house, the house was also in an emergency and barren appearance, and the four assistants were also trying their best to catch up with this week's draft. And Xiao Xin consciously didn't dare to speak out, and walked to Ling Fan's side, "Teacher Ling Fan, how much is still unfinished?" I'll help you post outlets. ”

Teacher Ling Fan didn't raise his head, shook his hand and threw the stack of white paper in his hand on Xiao Xin's hand, "This is the author's ghostwriting." Mine also needs to wait. ”

It's so fast, and it's done so quickly, although it seems a little shabby, but it's much better than not being published. This is already the best result.

Xiao Xin took the sketch in his hand, turned around and walked to the side table.

The woman who walked out of the kitchen was holding a few cups of green tea. Ling Fan's girlfriend also seemed to know that it was urgent. only put his hand on the side and served a cup of tea to everyone, and when he raised his eyes to see Xiao Xin, he smiled a little, but the two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't say much. And Xinyi also put a cup of green tea on Xiao Xin's table again, "Thank you." Xiao Xin simply thanked him softly.

Xinyi shook her head secretly and turned to leave, not wanting to delay their work here.

"Click." Only the sound of everyone being busy could be heard in his ears, and Xiao Xin was also relieved to deal with the work in his hands. At least here you can see the unremitting busyness, and you can see the expectations of delivery, and those authors who are responsible for Jiang Cheng Yumei don't seem to have such a good life.

I deeply understand that being an author and editor is not easy.

Xiao Xin didn't even bother to eat lunch at such a time, and it was already afternoon. I couldn't help but feel a little heavy in my heart, but fortunately, Ling Fan suddenly sighed, "Ah!! Painted ready! ”

Hearing this voice, everyone felt like they had been liberated for a long time, and Xiao Xin stood up, ready to stand up and read the sketch.

Who knew the impact of standing up suddenly after being excited, and my brain was unconsciously dizzy. So the body shook slightly, the palm of the hand involuntarily moved back, forgetting the teacup on the table, just trying to find the fulcrum. to relieve this sudden burst of syncope.

"Poof... Scold.. ”

The green tea on the table suddenly spilled all over the table.

The sketch on it was wet, and Xiao Xin still didn't seem to be conscious, while several assistants looked back at this scene, gasped and screamed, "Don't move!" Put that! ”

But now Xiao Xin can figure out the situation clearly, and support it on the side of the wall, and everyone has rushed up, looking at the soaked sketches on the table, tears streaming down their faces.

Didn't you say you could get off work? Now it looks like I'm going to work overtime again...

Everyone had different expressions, but they had long wanted to eat Xiao Xin.

And Xiao Xin calmed down, only then did he ease up, looking at the people around him, and the current scene on the table, he instantly knew what was happening, and there was a chill on his back, this was really not intentional, it was really not.

Xiao Xin returned his hand and asked everyone to lean back, "I'll come, I'll take a look!" ”

Looking at the sketches that were drenched on it, there were ten in total, two of them were unrecognizable, and three chapters were half wet, and the other few were still usable, which Xiao Xin had completely finished and put aside.

"Ah!! Didn't you say it's okay to get off work? What's wrong? It's gone..."

"Ah..... Who did you offend? The call of the assistants, Xiao Xin realized that he was in trouble, and he couldn't say anything for a while, looking at the scene in front of him, he smacked his tongue.

Hearing the complaints of the people around me makes me even more psychologically uneasy.

On the other hand, Ling Fan frowned, looked at Xiao Xin, who was now panicked, and sighed lightly. "If you have time to complain, you might as well keep doing your work!!"

Standing up, Ling Fan's history made several assistants quiet. Immediately deal with the unfinished business in his hands.

Xiao Xin pursed the corners of his lips, a little afraid to face Ling Fan, and the sketch that he rushed out after his busy schedule was ruined by himself.