In the early spring of the magic capital, it is always rainy, and once it rains, it always falls non-stop.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Yoko left the house in a proper formal suit.

Her identity is an ordinary reporter for Modu TV. Since it was her turn to work the morning shift today, she would go out so early.

Xu didn't have a good rest last night, she stood under the eaves and was stunned for a long time, until she yawned regardless of her image, she seemed to be completely awake, holding an umbrella, and stepped into this quiet rainy alley.

For Yoko, wandering in this long alley is the most comfortable time of her day.

Although the magic city claims to be an international metropolis, the bustle and hustle and bustle of the city seem to have little to do with this ancient alley hidden in the reinforced concrete jungle.

Yoko likes to be quiet, so she chooses to live here instead of a home closer to the unit, despite the long commute.

For this reason, she was not less complained by her mother.

Obviously, it is more comfortable to live at home, and everything is taken care of, but I prefer to spend money to find guilt...... For parents, if they can't see how their children are doing, they will still acquiesce and make up for her life in the end.

But after all, they still couldn't resist the stubborn Yoko, and after several compromises, they had to let her go......

At this time, Yoko was walking slowly down this long alley.

Even after the vicissitudes of life and the changes of the times, this alley is still so quiet and peaceful. Perhaps because it was still early, there were not many pedestrians on the road.

The rustling sound of the rain knocked on the surface of the umbrella and made a crackling sound. The light gauze-like rain curtain shrouds it, and everything in front of you seems to be so fresh, natural, harmonious and lovely......

Yoko tiptoed lightly, carefully avoiding the potholes that appeared from time to time on the road, and slowly walked towards the outside of the alley.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and her steps couldn't help but be a little faster.

At the end of the alley, an old trolley is quietly parked there, and from time to time the hot air emitted from the car, touching the cold rain, steaming out endless mist, enveloping everything into a fog.

"Boss, let's have two scallion pancakes, the same as before!"

The roadside stall is the most popular in the world, and for breakfast, Yoko is especially good at this old devil scallion pancake.

"Okay!" The boss replied with a smile, but his hands couldn't stop getting busy.

The live dough is first rolled out with a rolling pin and then smeared with a layer of puff pastry - this is made by mixing flour and lard according to a certain ratio, and this step is indispensable if you want scallion pancakes to be delicious. Then wrap the rolled dough with lard and sprinkle with a lot of chopped green onions.

Of course, grilling is also essential. First, put the prepared dough cake in clean oil and roll it several times, fry it until golden brown on both sides, and then put it in the oven to bake slowly, and when it comes out of the oven, you can also sprinkle a little white sesame seeds according to your preference...... The mixing of multiple aromas is an art, so before it is time to roast, the whole alley is always filled with a strong smell of green onions, which makes people salivate.

Of course, in the end, you have to eat it while it's hot!

Therefore, Yoko especially likes to go to work in the morning, because she can always taste the freshly baked scallion pancakes for the first time, which can be regarded as a small certainty that she can experience no matter how busy her work life is.

She knew that if she had to step over this cart, she would step into another world.

At the other end of the alley, there is the rolling torrent of the city, even if she is a native of the Demon Capital, she will inevitably be pushed forward by the tide of this era......

At this time, standing quietly on the side of the road, savoring the comfortable time of this scallion pancake, is also the most enjoyable moment of her day.

Of course, I have to mention that there is another identity of Yoko - a contracted writer on the Chinese network, and her pen name is also similar to her name, called Yang Spicy.

Spicy pepper is a pest, and many people may still have memories of being stung by it as children.

But I have to say that as a kind of bug, the spicy man is still quite good-looking, just like Yoko. Therefore, the avatars of a series of social software such as Yoko's WeChat are all green bugs, and her ID is the same as her pen name, all of which are called Yang Lazi.

The title of a contracted writer may sound powerful, but in fact, if you have to go back in time, Yoko's writing career has only been more than a week since it began.

One day a week ago, bored, she suddenly had a whim and tried to start writing a novel, but unexpectedly she was successfully signed by an editor called French Fries at Gallop, and she began her career as a signed author.

At first, she was excited.

Writing has always been a dream of hers. She is also different from her first brother and some other writers, she has never pointed out that she wants to achieve an annual income of one million or even achieve financial freedom by writing books, because her current job is good enough, and her family conditions are not bad. All she thinks is to write what she thinks in her head so that more people can see it.

In this regard, she is a bit similar to Panda Jun (I haven't appeared for too long, woo woo...... ）。

Overall, this can be regarded as an insignificant stone cast in her peaceful life, and the ripples it stirs up will not even have much impact on her life.

She still commutes to and from work on time every day, trying to avoid some ineffective social interactions. For her, writing novels is just a blind adjustment in a calm life, probably because the time originally used to watch dramas has turned into writing, which has made her life more and more calm.

She also enjoys this life now, except for the inevitable urging from the elders in the family.

At the age of 28, although she is still in her prime, in this fast-paced moment, she is still inevitably labeled as a "leftover girl" by some old-fashioned people.

This is probably one of the malices of this society towards women.

Walking out of the alley, everything seems to have entered a new world, especially the sudden acceleration of the pace, which makes people a little caught off guard.

And Yoko has long been used to this abrupt rhythm switch. Walk briskly through the crowd and squeeze into the crowded subway with a bewitching posture...... All of them are essential life skills for social animals that she honed on the way to work.

This is also the one thing that gives her the most headache every day - commuting. Although she had gotten up early enough, by the time she arrived at the unit, there was not much time left before she could go to work.

The good thing is that there are no other work arrangements for the time being, so she can paddle and fish in the unit with peace of mind, as long as there is no news breaking.

The morning passed quickly, and suddenly, someone in her QQ list sent a message, click on it and take a look, a pure white spherical avatar is constantly flashing there.

Yoko is a little curious, isn't this the editor in charge, and now send a message, is there something wrong?

Seeing that the people around her were busy with their own things, Yoko lowered her head and carefully clicked on the dialog box......