"Tuk tuk. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "There was a knock on the wooden door.

Lindebyer's body shook suddenly, interrupted by a sudden, loud voice. He looked up and moved his lips, only to find that only a dull, low voice sounded in his throat.

Then, Lindebyer straightened his clothes, pressed his head hard, tried to squeeze a little spit out of his dry mouth, cleared his throat and said loudly, "Come in, Miss Kelly/Charles, the coffee cup is ......." ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lindbyer/Mr. Waldcher, I forgot to bring the coffee pot with me, but please forgive me for my anxiety."

The speaker did not have the slightest expression of apology, he stepped to Lindebar's desk in a few steps, slapped the few pieces of paper that he was waving in his hand on the desk, and continued: "You must not believe what I have brought you, this is definitely what you have in mind, sir, I finally believe in you now, this must be a pioneering initiative, a new ...... Mr. Lindbyer? Mr. Lindbyer? Mr. Lindbyer! ”

"What's wrong? Mr. David/Smith. ”

Lindebyer looked up blankly, as if he had just come to his senses, and he didn't correct David's salutation as usual, but just looked away from his desk.

In that place were nameplates, documents, and David's hand, the paper held by his hand stubbornly revealing the top, with the words "Cage of Skyrim" printed in enlarged and bold lettering.

David also found out about this submission! The sunlight streaming in through the blinds still shone on Lindebyer's back, but there was only a chill there.

"Mr. Lindbyer, you must take a look at this manuscript, this is the most interesting idea I have ever seen......"

When did those tortures become the most interesting ideas? Lindebyer almost wanted to sneer, but he didn't hear a word of David's next words, and he didn't want to hear them, because a vague and terrible thought was rising from the bottom of his heart.

As if to shake off that terrible thought, he stood up, stiffly took the paper handed by David and placed it in front of his eyes, and made a reading gesture.

"Mr. David/Mr. Smith...... This manuscript ......" He spoke slowly, quickly piecing together even a jubberish of words in his mind, wanting to send David away as soon as possible.

Of course, it is more important to dispel David's obvious thoughts on the publication of this manuscript.

His expression must have been quite serious, otherwise David would not have argued eagerly, "Mr. Lindbyer/Waldcher, I know, I know, the beginning of this manuscript is very bad, but please read on." ”

"Mr. David/Smith, don't tell me what's going on, it's just a waste of time that is as valuable to you as I am, as an editor, how can you put this kind of middle school student assignment on my desk, let's see what is written in this manuscript, aha,......" Lindebyer put the manuscript down ---- pinched it, as if his arm would quickly cool down.

He was about to continue to veto the terrible manuscript in David's tone, but the vague thought in his mind suddenly took shape at this moment.

He froze suddenly, his whole body did not move, as if he was reading a manuscript, and his heart was actually turbulent.

I'm not alone in seeing the idea of torture. When David found out about this article, so could the other editors of the magazine, even the editors of other magazines......

Lindebyer could not have imagined that other magazines would take a fancy to the manuscript and then arrange the torture in its entirety, print it in volumes, and distribute mountains of books to smiling buyers.

If one of the purchasers happens to have an idea, and happens to have the relevant conditions, it happens to be able to carry out some of these tortures......

Don't let another magazine publish it!

Absolutely not!

If it can't be stopped, then this article must belong in a supernatural science fiction magazine! At least in my case, it can be modified!

Wait a minute! Revise? What about the right to amend?

David waited uneasily, and he had some resentment against the author. With such a good idea, why can't you spend a little more time pondering the text?

Even if the sentence is a little more fluent, he will find the process of convincing his immediate boss easier.

He was thinking about it, when he suddenly saw Lindebyer on the other side quickly leaning down to operate the computer, and quickly raised his head, his eyebrows jumping---- David knew that this was a sign of the emotion of his boss---- he quickly sorted out the words he had prepared in his heart again, ready to excuse the author of the manuscript at any time.

But those exculpatory words had no chance to come out, and he heard Lindebyer's angry voice: "This manuscript! It doesn't even give us the right to make changes! ”

David was taken aback, but it was only because of Lindebyer's high volume.

What if you don't have the right to amend? David simply didn't understand why Lindbyer was so excited.

Although he was too excited to see this manuscript, he rushed in in a hurry, not noticing the "right to revise" at all. However, listening to Linde Baier's tone, it seems that this manuscript has been considered for publication.

That's a great thing.

David hurriedly spoke: "Mr. Lindbyer/Mr. Waldcher, whether or not we have the right to revise, we can make changes to the manuscript first, and then send an email to contact the author for suggestions, didn't we always do this before?" I am sure that the authors of this manuscript will definitely agree with our suggestion. ”

In any case, this manuscript really needs to be revised well, carefully, and it is impossible to directly let the first few nonsense paragraphs jump on the pages of the magazine, which will definitely become the laughing stock of the entire industry.

"yes, yes, we need to contact him quickly." As Lindebyer spoke, his hands were already on his keyboard, and there was a crackling sound in the office.

The sound was incessant, non-stop, and you could hear how fast you were typing.

This also meant that Mr. Lindbyer, who was typing on the keyboard, simply did not have time to organize the words.

Didn't he often say that you should be patient with the author and be careful with your words when talking to the author? What's going on today? David's eyebrows seemed to be influenced by the opposite boss, and gradually converged towards the middle. From the moment he entered the door, he felt more and more that Lindebyer's behavior today was very different, something was wrong, some were distracted, and some were evasive.

Or even seem a little scared?

This is certainly not possible. David couldn't help but smile softly, he was very surprised that he could have such a ridiculous idea, in his impression, Lindebyer would only be the one to be feared.

After a few moments, the sound of the keyboard clacking and the office was quiet again.

Lindebyer, who must have finished sending the email, pushed the keyboard board into his desk, furrowed his brow, leaned back slightly, and crossed his hands over his chest to read the manuscript.

David looked at the movements of his hands, and suddenly had a feeling in his heart that the movements were not like contemplation, but like self-protection.

"Ding", the loudspeakers on the desk sounded the crisp chirp of metal impact, interrupting David's observation.

A new message is received.

David was still lamenting the speed of the author's reply, when he saw Lindbyer stand up as if he had been whipped up.

That kind of momentum, which can be called ferocious, made David involuntarily take a step back.

What surprised him even more was the words that came out of Lindebyer's mouth, and he didn't even think that Lindebyer, who had a serious face all day, could come up with so many vicious curses.

"This stinky maggot crawling out of the abyss, the rotten **** of hell, the residue, the reptile ......," Lindbyer cursed incessantly. His gritted teeth made David, who was not his target at all, feel a chill.

But more curious, David stared at Lindebyer and his fluttering lips, slowly walked up to him, and turned his head to look at the reply message on the display screen.

He wanted to see what kind of reply could cause Mr. Lindbyer to be so angry.

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