The magazine was successfully published and sold well, Fang Yuan once again became a celebrity in the magazine club, this time there was no more opposition, everyone was impressed by Fang Yuan's ability.

What really established Fang Yuan's status in the magazine was because of the bonus.

This time, the sales volume of the magazine was more than ten times that of the previous issue, and the boss waved his hand with joy and gave bonuses to everyone in the magazine, even the old aunt who cleaned the house.

"It's early."

"Fang Yuan came so early."

"Fang Yuan ......"

Everyone in the magazine has become a kind ambassador, seeing Fang Yuan whether he is familiar or not, he will smile and come forward to say hello, this is not accurate, according to Fang Yuan's words, in her eyes, she is actually more like an auspicious pet, if an incense burner is placed in front of her, plus three incense sticks, she can sit there and accept everyone's worship.

Several times in a row, Fang Yuan couldn't help but take out the phone and start complaining to Wu Shanshan.

"You don't know. Every time I think of the smiles of those colleagues in the magazine now, I feel so pressured, you say that if the sales volume is not ideal, will I go from being worshiped to being chased in seconds. ”

It's good to be accepted by colleagues in the unit, but there's too much pressure. Sometimes she occasionally thinks of He Yan, thinks of her natural beauty, and can't help but wonder if she is as beautiful as He Yan, will she not be able to rely on her strength to win everyone's favor.

Wu Shanshan listened for a long time and said: "You just suddenly can't accept such a change, just wait for a few more days for you to get used to it." ”

"Wu Shanshan, you are still not my good friend after all, where can you persuade people like this, it's too insincere." This is clearly perfunctory, which is too insincere.

"I'm not sincere anymore." Wu Shanshan defended herself: "Don't say it, just talk about how much benefit you have brought to your magazine after you arrived at your magazine." And the benefits will continue to grow, what's wrong with being sought after by them, shouldn't you get it? ”

"This ......" Fang Yuan didn't have the words to refute for a while.

"If you really feel stressed, why don't you take a breath and travel with everyone."

Wu Shanshan actually understood Fang Yuan's current heart very well. Although he didn't know much about Fang Yuan's previous life, he could still feel it more or less, and it could only be said that Fang Yuan was no longer a senior otaku now, although he still had inferiority complex in his heart, he was much better than before.

"Well, good. Wait until I'm done with the work at hand. I'll take my time. "When it comes to traveling, I really miss it.

"Then you can hurry. People still talk about you a lot, especially your photography, which is so classic that it will often be turned out. Every time she thinks of that scene, Wu Shanshan can't help but want to be happy, "Let me tell you, don't mention how naïve those people are......"

Wu Shanshan crackled and picked and chose a lot of interesting things.

Listen to Fang Yuan's laughter.

Ending the call with Wu Shanshan, Fang Yuan flipped out the photo album, looking at the photos he had taken with his heart, reminiscing about his original trip.

Seeing these photos, Fang Yuan remembered the books and cameras that Su Jingxing had lent him.

She doesn't have time to travel now, why don't she return these things to Su Jingxing first?

When she stroked the camera with her hand and felt the texture of the camera with her fingertips, she was reluctant to return it, what should I do.

"Why don't you return the books first? If I go on another trip one day, I'll be embarrassed to borrow it again. Fang Yuan muttered to himself.

Fang Yuan picked up the book and walked out of the house, knocking on the door of Su Jingxing's house.

After waiting for a long time and no one opened, would he be working, so I didn't hear it.

I knocked again, but still no one opened.

"Su Jingxing can't really be at home." Fang Yuan said with some dejection.

In the past, no matter what time it was, as long as she knocked on the door, Su Jingxing would open the door as soon as possible, Fang Yuan naturally thought that there was no such thing as Su Jingxing not being at home at all.

But now......

Fang Yuan had no choice but to accept this reality, holding the book and turning his head to go home.

Fang Yuan came back the next day at a different time, and the door was still tightly closed, and there was no appearance of opening it.

Day 3 & 4......

For several days in a row, Fang Yuan failed to knock on the door of Su Jingxing's house.

On this day, Fang Yuan took advantage of the lunch break to call Wu Shanshan.

"You said you couldn't find anyone for a few days, what could it be because?" After gossiping with Wu Shanshan for a while, he turned the topic to the issues he cared about.

"That person is out and not at home." Before, they talked about some things about Fang Yuan's work, and Wu Shanshan's first reaction was that the person Fang Yuan wanted to interview asked.

"He didn't go out, I saw the lights on in his house one night." One night she worked overtime and came back very late, and she saw Su Jingxing's house downstairs with the lights on. She thought at the time that it was too late for Su Jingxing to fall asleep, so she decided to go to him the next morning, but she still didn't knock on the door.

"I didn't go out. That is, that person doesn't want to open the door. Wu Shanshan said without thinking.

Su Jingxing knew that it was her who knocked on the door, so he didn't open the door for himself even if he was at home?

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan was no longer interested in chatting, and hurriedly hung up the phone.

At this time, many details that she ignored surfaced one by one, for example: Su Jingxing hadn't come to visit her for a long time, and he didn't even have a phone call.

Could it be that he is really avoiding himself?

The more Fang Yuan thought about it, the more likely this was to be. The mood became bad, and in an instant, the sky turned cloudy.

"Fang Yuan, come and take a look at this." Just when Fang Yuan was in a slump and didn't know what to do, Editor Lin came to her with a first draft in his hand.

"Fang Yuan looks at this version of the content, don't you think there's a problem." Seeing Fang Yuan, Editor Lin handed the first draft to Fang Yuan without saying a word, and asked with a frown.

Fang Yuan took the first draft, and at first glance she found that it didn't feel right, but for a while, she couldn't tell what was wrong, and her brows couldn't help frowning.

"Well, did you find a problem too?" Editor Lin observed Fang Yuan's expression and said affirmatively.

"Hmm. There is a problem. But I couldn't tell for a moment what the problem was. "The sense of disobedience is obvious, but I can't pick it out directly.

Fang Yuan held the first draft in his hand and looked back and forth repeatedly, but it was still fruitless. She calmed herself down, forgot about Su Jingxing, and carefully examined it again.

"Found it, here." Time kept passing, and Fang Yuan used his fingers to find out what was wrong.

Editor Lin hurriedly stretched out his head to look at it and said with a smile: "That's right, it's here." ”