Lu Mengmeng has not yet been conscious of being a "girlfriend", everyone has had space for each other for so many years, and Lu Mengmeng has never thought that she needs to look at Ling Yingjun very strictly.

She has a lot of trust in Ling Yingjun.

As for the previous dinner with Lori's editor-in-chief Red Bean, it has long passed, and Lu Mengmeng never holds grudges.

It's just that when I think about it occasionally, I just glance at Ling Yingjun angrily.

"Are your legs better now? Do you use me to pinch for you? Ling Yingjun held Lu Mengmeng's little hand with one hand, and put the other hand on her lap.

Meaty.

A sensual girl is good.,I don't know how much better than a bone frame.,I really don't know what it means for those people to like thin women.。

Lu Meng slapped the back of Ling Yingjun's hand with a snort, "Take it away!" Itchy! ”

Lu Mengmeng rubbed her legs to feel better, "If you are bored, pinch my shoulders and back!" ”

Every day, I feel that my back is stiff, and my shoulders and neck are uncomfortable.

In fact, not only writing books, but also playing on the computer from school to school will cause various diseases of the shoulder blades and back.

"I usually still have to exercise, you look at your shoulders, I'm afraid that you already have frozen shoulder, and you're only 20 years old, what can you do in the future?" Ling Yingjun pinched Lu Mengmeng's shoulder, and didn't forget to talk to her.

Lu Mengmeng was pinched very comfortably, and Ling Yingjun's strength was just right, and she didn't listen to Ling Yingjun's words.

Anyway, she's still young, so she doesn't need it at all!

"Got it." Lu Mengmeng said perfunctorily.

"Don't take my words to heart, don't listen to the old man, suffer in front of you, you just don't obey." Ling Yingjun sighed, his hand off his shoulder, and tapped it on her head.

"Don't hit me on the head, I'm stupid." Lu Mengmeng protested dissatisfiedly.

"I'll wake you up every morning and we'll go for a run." Ling Yingjun thought about it and decided.

is busy all day long, and it seems that only in the morning is leisure, and this time is best to exercise with Lu Mengmeng.

Lu Mengmeng had a bitter face, and she really didn't want to exercise in the morning.

"It's good to get used to it, no matter what you do, you need to get used to it slowly." Ling Yingjun said with a smile.

gave Lu Mengmeng a good massage, and her shoulders felt a little better.

"What are we going to eat at night?" Lu Mengmeng asked.

Ling Yingjun chuckled, "How do you know how to eat!" My mom made braised pork ribs for you! ”

Braised pork ribs!

Lu Mengmeng felt like her saliva was going to run down.

"I really want to learn how to cook." Lu Mengmeng held her mobile phone and subconsciously searched for how to make braised pork ribs.

"Don't check, just go back and let my mother teach you." Ling Yingjun took away the mobile phone in Lu Mengmeng's hand, "The braised pork ribs made by her old man taste the purest." ”

Outsiders will never be able to compare to their mother's cooking skills, after all, this is a mother's taste.

Lu Mengmeng sighed, "I asked her for cooking skills, but she refused to teach me." ”

Ling Yingjun frowned slightly, refusing to teach her, why is this?

Lu Mengmeng didn't understand, and Ling Yingjun couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly, Ling Yingjun's face was a little bad, and Lu Mengmeng happened to see it.

"Did you think of something?" Lu Mengmeng asked curiously.

Ling Yingjun waved his hand and forced a smile, "It's nothing!" ”

He reached out and brushed his hair, barely hiding his embarrassed look.

Ling's mother has taught him to cook since he was a child, and he also has good cooking skills, at this time, listening to Lu Mengmeng say this, is this the rhythm of planning to let him cook for the rest of his life in the future?

Oops, is there such an old mother?

Suddenly I felt miserable for the rest of my life.

Lu Mengmeng drank water from the water cup, and when she put down the cup, she saw that Ling Yingjun was still scratching her hair, "I heard that there are any essays recently, should I participate?" ”

Ling Yingjun sighed, "You mean the first girls' network golden pen point phoenix?" You can participate! Anyway, the time you opened the book is within the time of the essay collection. ”

"Is there a chance to win?" Lu Mengmeng blinked, "Or, can you only be a denominator?" ”

"Is there anything wrong with being the denominator?" Ling Yingjun showed a very standard smile and replied very officially, "This matter still needs to be decided by the editor who is responsible for reviewing the essay." ”

Lu Mengmeng wrinkled her nose, "Handsome brother, if you say this, you will be beaten by me!" ”

Ling Yingjun shrugged, "That can't be helped, this matter is not our business." ”

This kind of intricate relationship, Ling Yingjun can't talk much about Lu Mengmeng, and Ling Yingjun doesn't want to know too many things in it, and the topic ends.

"Give me back your phone." Lu Mengmeng asked for her mobile phone back from Ling Yingjun, "I'll take a look at the group." ”

I used Ling Yingjun's number to speak in the group before, and I don't know the follow-up development.

She Xiaodong: "I seem to have been named by the editor, will I die!" ”

Ying Yue: "Maybe, but then again, the editor should rest today, how could he suddenly go online Aite you and let you code words?" ”

She Xiaodong: "I don't know, I'm still trembling at this time." ”

Fang Ying: "Could it be that Ling Jiao is reading your book, and then can't help but urge him to change?" ”

Xiao Yu'er: "Wow, the editor is urging you to change online, She Xiaodong is going to be hot!" ”

Lu Mengmeng kept smirking when she saw this.

"You also said that you didn't fool She Xiaodong into a cripple, look, what has become of the group?" Ling Yingjun said helplessly, "Your best friend is good at everything, but she is too bad to write a book, and she can't wait to put any gorgeous words in her text." ”

That kind of writing is especially talented, but it is easy to cause a weak story, dyslexia and so on.

Lu Mengmeng groaned, "Isn't it okay to write well?" ”

"Good writing lies in expressing what you want to express clearly in just a few words, rather than blindly listing the words you have learned." Ling Yingjun shook his head, "Of course, if the list is just right, it is also excellent." ”

It's just this just right thing that stumps most people.

In addition, there is another situation, if your grades are good, it will be said that your writing is good, and if your grades are not good, it will be said that you are selling off your writing and listing gorgeous words.

This is the case with contemporary online literature.

Of course, this is also the opinion of the benevolent and the wise.

Ling Yingjun and Lu Mengmeng talked a lot about the taboo of writing online articles, and Lu Mengmeng just listened to it, and she didn't understand these things very well.

"Have you ever thought about writing a novel?" Lu Mengmeng asked a question that had existed in her heart for a long time.

Ling Yingjun shook his head, "I don't have that talent, it's okay to read books, but it's not okay to write books." ”

Writing a book is not something that can be written with literacy and hyphenation, how to design the plot, how to describe, and various narrative techniques must be used handy.

"So, did any of the other editors write books?" Lu Mengmeng continued to ask.

Ling Yingjun thought about it, and finally shook his head, "I don't know much about this. ”