Ling Yingjun sat on the side and looked at Lu Mengmeng quietly.

There is a saying that xx is the best companion.

Fill in the blanks, Ling Yingjun chose the word "silence".

(Original words: Companionship is a confession of long-term love)

Lu Mengmeng's serious study is so cute.

He was holding his mobile phone and dealing with some urgent matters, and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, but there were still many things to do.

He felt like a machine.

Working day and night, replying to every message.

Repeat every sentence, deal with each author's new book review, arrange recommendations, put on the shelves, complete the book, etc.

And that's just the big picture, and the bits and pieces are countless.

He's just a man.

But there are thousands of people in the face.

Every author may have his own problems.

Maybe it's as simple as asking if this recommendation needs to be updated.

It may be complicated, asking about the title, synopsis, beginning, etc., or about unblocking chapters, or other questions.

This is all normal.

There are also abnormalities, and each one is funnier than the other, and even makes people feel powerless.

Obviously, the answer to all their questions is in his space log, but those authors don't see it, no, to be precise, they just don't read it.

It's the kind that stands to its senses.

The journals about the new authors have been reduced to the level of elementary school students, but some people can't read them.

Yes, incomprehensible.

It's either that I haven't seen it, or I haven't understood it.

What can you do?

While Ling Yingjun was dealing with these things, his heart was blocked.

I'm really afraid that one day my heart muscle will be blocked.

After reading these three articles, Lu Mengmeng turned her head, "Actually, you can send me the electronic version." ”

Ling Yingjun shook his head seriously, "After all, the electronic version is not as good as the paper version, which can make people remember every word and every sentence in their hearts. Only in this way can you patiently read word by word. ”

Lu Mengmeng put the three pieces of paper on the coffee table, as if she had made some decision, and stretched out her hand to hug Ling Yingjun.

I hugged it for a while.

Before Ling Yingjun could react, Lu Mengmeng had already left his arms and sat down again.

"Handsome brother, you are so good to me!" Lu Mengmeng squirmed.

Ling Yingjun: (⊙o⊙)

After waiting for a long time to hear back, Lu Mengmeng looked up at Ling Yingjun.

Isn't it just a hug, I haven't hugged it before, why do you look so stupid?

"Handsome brother? What happened to you? Lu Mengmeng couldn't help but ask.

Ling Yingjun came back to his senses and said with a smile: "It's okay." ”

It's okay, it's just a little too sudden.

Since the relationship between the two was confirmed, there has been no intimate action except holding hands, and this is the first time they have hugged.

"It's not early, you rest early, I have to go to work tomorrow." Ling Yingjun stood up and prepared to go home.

Lu Mengmeng didn't keep him, after all, it was so late, and if he didn't come back, he was afraid that Ling's mother would have to worry about it.

Just after sending Ling Yingjun away, the door of the study was suddenly opened.

"You two didn't come back until so late on a date, and you didn't say a word to me! It's enough to get tired of coming back for a while! Lu Manman's tone was almost sour.

Lu Mengmeng coughed dryly, "Sister, you always eavesdrop on the two of us." ”

Lu Manman shrugged, "It's not like I was eavesdropping, the two of you are not talking quietly, and it clearly reached my ears." ”

"Sister." Lu Mengmeng stepped forward, "When are you going to find a partner!" ”

Lu Manman was almost choked by his own saliva, this dead girl is ghostly, she dares to ask any question!

Seeing that Lu Manman was about to beat himself, Lu Mengmeng relied on his youth and returned to his room as soon as he slipped away.

Only Lu Manman's feet were just raised.

I was so happy listening to cross talk today, and I was really tired, Lu Mengmeng didn't go to the group message at all, and she fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Lu Mengmeng just woke up and habitually held her mobile phone in her hand.

Because I don't have to deliver food to Ling Yingjun today, I don't have to get up early in the morning.

Lazily nestled under the covers and opened a group chat.

Authors.

Meng Xinwu: "@凌焦, as an editor, even if a writer can't remember when it should be on the shelves, it's not your turn to ask the writer in an educational questioning tone!" Isn't it good to talk to a kind person? These people who write are much older than you, do you know what it means to respect people? If you don't understand, don't do the editing industry! Even if this book is finished, it will definitely not be put on the shelves, so I will put it here! ”

It seems that after sending this message, this newcomer withdrew from the group, because her vest had turned into a string of numbers.

A group of people looked confused, what was going on?

Everyone continued to chat, and no one cared about this person.

First, this person is a newcomer, and everyone is not familiar with it.

Second, no one knows what's going on, plus people have left the group, and they're not even friends, so what are you asking?

What's more, this is talking about editors, everyone is not stupid, who doesn't know what their own editors are like?

Everyone skimmed over this topic, but Lu Mengmeng had the intention to write it down and take a screenshot to record it.

For some reason, she always felt that this should never be done.

Feng Meow: "Big cuties, little cuties, good morning!" ”

Fang Ying: "Yo, Feng Meow is here." ”

Feng Meow: "Sister Fang, your sense of presence is too strong, it always reminds me of the perennial online Beihe Sanren in the Xiu chat!" ”

Ying Yue: "Isn't my sense of existence strong?" Feng Meow! You don't love me anymore! ”

Feng Meow: "I've never loved you!" ”

Xiao Wu: "Have you started chatting early in the morning?" I think Feng Meow is right, Sister Fang Ying's sense of presence is really strong, whenever I come to the group, Sister Fang is online. ”

Feng Meow: "It's as if you will never rest, as if you will never code words." ”

Fang Ying: "Khan, where am I like this?" Don't talk nonsense, you little girls. ”

Feng Meow: "I'm not the only one who said it, look at it, everyone is like this." Sister Fang v587! ”

Xiao Yu'er: "Today is Wednesday, this week has passed so fast!" In two days, it's time to come back again. ”

It's fun to have a cycle of writing a book.

On Friday, the recommendation is sent through the author's background, so you can know what kind of recommendation you will have next week.

On Sundays, the recommended seats will be arranged uniformly, which is the so-called upper recommendation.

It's only two or three days this week, no collection, no subscription, hit the street!

Infinite loop.

Feng Meow: "Please don't recommend it, it's been two weeks since I didn't recommend it!" Poor wretched, poor bastard! ”

Mei Mei: "Each other, everyone is so pitiful." ”

After all, there are only a few people who have recommendations, and most of them are still waiting.

Feng Meow: "Change the topic, don't talk about this if it's okay, it hurts feelings." ”

Nong Hao: "Feng Meow, didn't you go to listen to cross talk yesterday?" Tell us what's going on? ”