Gu Lin was sore by the noon sun, he woke up from the bed, the alarm clock in the mobile phone had been ringing for three or four hours, Gu Lin opened the mobile phone unhurriedly, and saw that the time was already half past eleven, although he was late, but after all, today is Monday, and he also promised Xue Fei to go to the president to read his novel to see if it can be published, Gu Lin's hands and feet are also numb, although he is not afraid of snubbing the president, there is no problem for a writer like him who has published best-selling books to survive, but he is unwilling to snub Xue Fei, This woman's meticulous care for herself, Gu Lin can see it in his heart, he sometimes feels that Xue Fei's care for himself has exceeded the relationship between ordinary friends, but he doesn't dare to continue to think about it, Xue Fei is still Tong Wannian's wife yet, morality restricts the hazy love in Gu Lin's heart, he knows that he can't let this love ferment, otherwise he will fall into the abyss of no return.

Gu Lin took a few bumpy buses to the publishing house, it was exactly twelve o'clock, the staff in the publishing house basically went to the canteen to eat working meals, and came to the office hall, only to see Xue Fei looking at Gu Lin with a sad face, before Gu Lin approached, she waved her hand frantically to signal Gu Lin to leave, and kept saying something, just because she was afraid that the voice would be too loud to alarm the president.

A loud shout came from the president's office, "Gu Lin, you come over to me." ”

Gu Lin thought to himself: "It's over the calf!"

Pushing open the glass door of the president's office, the president "rushed to the crown with anger" Although the amount of hair on the top of his head was scarce, Gu Lin knew that the president was angry this time, and his fat face seemed to be able to squeeze out oil because of anger, and it was Gu Lin's manuscript placed on the table.

"Yes, my writer Gu Da, can you still remember to report to me, it seems that our publishing house has invited you to respect the Buddha." The more he called people forward, the more calm the president became, turned the chair sideways, sipped a cup of tea, and looked out the window, he was very good, knowing that Gu Lin was now entangled in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

"Let's be honest, can you publish this long story or not?" Gu Lin fortunately hardened his head, anyway, this president has long been unaccustomed to it, I wrote my heart by hand, and I said that the characters in the writer's pen have their own shadows, how could Gu Lin write that kind of story without a trace of opinion on the president, but this kind of opinion was only a complaint before, and it would not intensify into confrontation, creation should be free, because of his own sense of substitution and prejudice against the author itself, Gu Lin felt that this was already a very amateurish behavior, and this president really did not enter Gu Lin's eyes, His taste is something that Gu Lin disdains.

"I don't think it's okay for the time being, after all, your novel has too many loopholes, the characters are too one-sided to stand, a cowardly writer who is crazy about art, have you really written it, in my opinion, this is just a trick to kill because of good face; Second, as a real rich man, the president lives in either a private villa or a high-end community, the property management of this kind of community is quite strict, there must be monitoring, and visits from outsiders must also be recorded, I'm afraid that the male protagonist will be arrested by the police if he wants to escape and even pack his luggage; The third fluorescent tube contains a special gas that is used to emit light, and as far as I know, it is impossible to disassemble and put the strings in it, and even if it is put in it, the lamp tube will never emit light, so how can the police officers not find it? Gu Lin, you think you are writing about a well-planned murder, but unfortunately you are just planning a ridiculous drama that a fool and a prisoner thinks he is! ”

Gu Lin was speechless, he was speechless by the pot-bellied man in front of him, and he also felt that what the president said was reasonable, why couldn't he believe the story he wrote, because there were really enough flaws that made this seem unreal, the world he constructed, the confrontation between the high-IQ criminals and the police was just his own fantasy. Gu Lin felt that his face was hot, it was really humiliated, if it was that kind of verbal humiliation, Gu Lin never cared, but he was most afraid of being humiliated by professional things in this line of writing, this conversation, Gu Lin was completely crushed, and he also had a new understanding of the president, from the kind of businessman who could only make money to a person who really understood literature, he looked at people with colored glasses, and looked at others narrowly. Xue Fei has been hiding at the door of the office and eavesdropping on their conversation, after all, no one can guarantee that they will not do it as soon as they catch fire, Xue Fei listened to their conversation and knew that Gu Lin must be uncomfortable now. Xue Fei remembered the first time she went to see Gu Lin, at that time, "Forget-me-not" had not yet been published and belonged to the stage of online serialization, Gu Lin was both respectful and a little restrained in the face of Xue Fei, who was the editor, at that time he was just an unknown writer, and it was no wonder that someone was willing to come to you to talk about signing a contract, but then he quickly became famous, packaging, and entertainment guidance all came to Gu Lin, he became a hot writer from a novice, and everyone was looking forward to his second part, but he was like Jiang Lang's talent, and many unaware people thought that he had closed his pen, this huge gap, Gu Lin may not have gotten used to it until now, and sometimes even Xue Fei feels that his temper is greater than his talent.

"No one has ever felt that having an attitude is a bad thing!"

At the beginning, Gu Lin's university teacher also said to him, the attitude of young people is like a banner, and both sides are always willing to put up their own banners when they face each other, as if they will immediately become powerful, but they can really help you win the war. It's not the banner, but the generals who charge into battle, that is, the young people's real talent and learning, and no matter how loud the slogan is, it definitely can't represent whether your organization can withstand the impact of all kinds of difficulties.

"A true writer doesn't think about eating!" The president stood up from the chair and let go of the original indifference, Gu Lin's face was swollen and red, and he felt as if he hadn't really reflected on himself. The president patted Gu Lin's arm, and then he was going to start shouting to win people's hearts, this is a common word used by the elderly to the younger generation, Gu Lin thought that the president's advice to him was like going through the process, but in fact, he was buying people's hearts and felt disgusted, Gu Lin speculated with the greatest malice that others had already become his thinking mode, "What I'm saying is not that writers don't need to eat, they don't need to solve the problem of survival, that's of course unrealistic." ”

"It's official, it's really official, it's like you're opening an official tone!" As soon as Gu Lin had malicious thoughts, he would explode, and the outburst would be difficult to contain, and he thought silently in his heart.

"It's just that if money and material things can't be satisfied, how can you do what you want, how can you write whatever you want?"

He just stood still stupidly, in fact, he had already been scolded by the man in front of him in his heart, silently picked up the manuscript on the table, and wanted to leave the office, Gu Lin's cowardice determined that he was engaged in the work of writing, because people who are too strong and lonely are real doers, as if doers will walk in front of the president and say: "You stinky stupid x, can you not pretend in front of Lao Tzu, you pretend to be x?" Lao Tzu is gone" slapped the table and walked away, Gu Lin would only stage such a drama in his heart, and then continue to silently endure the lump of "shit" that life fed him

"We spend time aimlessly, and we let time consume us aimlessly."

The president stopped Gu Lin, who was about to leave, "Hey, take it and change it, I think it can still be used, the idea is good, but you should think about how to make it more convincing." ”

Gu Lin went out, Xue Fei was squatting on the side, hearing the quarrel just now, it was estimated that he would not be in a good mood at this time, and was about to comfort him, in the morning Xue Fei had already sorted out and delivered several books that were recently ready to be published, and the work in the afternoon was relatively relaxed, looking at Gu Lin, who was holding the manuscript with a little loneliness, and said: "Otherwise, accompany me to watch a movie after work today, just accompany you to relax, anyway, your manuscript will not be changed well in a while." It is true that this kind of problem on the character is not modified in a day or two, but fortunately, the theme of the manuscript is very interesting, so that the president can keep this project, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune, after all, this time Gu Lin is planning to seriously make a long article, worthy of himself, but also worthy of the publishing house, and more importantly, he hopes to be worthy of Xue Fei, the efficiency of editing is directly linked to the best-selling of the writer's works, and the former Xue Fei in the publishing house with many gold medal writers is also more than 10,000 people under one person, But Gu Lin, a writer like Gu Lin, has always been criticized.

"Let's go see it together that night, I haven't seen a movie in a long time anyway." Gu Lin readily agreed, probably because she was sorry for not passing the trial this time, after Gu Lin left, Xue Fei hurriedly ran to her seat and started to work, looking at her makeup on the computer screen was a little lighter, and made up her makeup, Xue Fei didn't understand why she suddenly cared so much about her appearance, probably because she wanted to go out with Gu Lin, there was an indescribable little excitement in her heart, like a cat's paw scratching her heart, but every time she thought of this, she recalled that she was already a married woman, even if she was divorced, is just a thirty-three-year-old middle-aged woman, even if she is well maintained, but Gu Lin is only a twenty-six young man after all, Xue Fei looked at herself in the mirror, her flaming red lips, light makeup, but the flickering fire in her eyes gradually dimmed, and the hazy flame of love was on the verge of extinguishing because of the huge difference in age and identity between the two people.