Xu Xin's home, in the eighteen-square-meter living room, there is a two-person sofa, on the sofa is covered with a bed of cotton wool, a single pillow is placed, after the morning, it is very neat, the quilt is placed under the pillow, and the quilt is folded as neatly as a military quilt.

Looking at this scene, Xu Xinzhen suspected that Lu Yiyi had a cleanliness habit, but sometimes she felt that Lu Yiyi was not so particular, but some strange living habits revealed the possibility of cleanliness.

At this moment, at half past six in the morning, before the sky was clear, Lu Yiyi followed Yuanyuan's girl, who was sitting on the square wooden dining table eating breakfast, discussing with Yuanyuan in a similar manner, whether it was an egg or a chicken.

Her face is still not very good, as if she has just recovered from a serious illness, but there is a little comfort, in front of the round cuteness, she finally smiled a little.

Speaking of which, it can be regarded as her relationship with Yuanyuan, and it was because of Yuanyuan's incident five days ago that she stayed.

After a while, the two finished breakfast, Xu Xin's sister Xu Qian also finished washing, and as soon as she walked out of the bathroom, she was called to the table by Lu Yiyi, took out an envelope, and said, "Ke Qian, today is the last day of work at your newspaper, right?" ”

{}/ It's just that she is still not confident enough, and after Lu Yi said that she had seen it, Xu Qian said with some embarrassment: "Sister Yi, don't laugh, I just wrote and played." ”

"Writing and playing is better than the professional writers of many newspapers." As soon as Lu Yiyi spoke, he pushed the envelope under his hand to the table again, and added, "Although you still need to polish and lack experience, you will have a chance to become a newspaper author, and when you go to work today, you will hand over this letter to the director of your newspaper together with your manuscript." ”

"By the way, you didn't show the manuscript to your director?" Lu Yiyi pointed to the paper article on the sofa and asked again.

Xu Qian naturally shook her head: "The director is so busy, how can he pay attention to me, let alone him, even the editor of the newspaper can't read what I write, I'm just a sister who delivers letters, and they haven't looked at me squarely." Does Sister Yi know our newspaper very well? ”

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