After two days of rain, the sun is finally willing to come out to work.

Song Zhiyi sat on his desk, sitting upright, holding a pen and writing the content of the new book on the paper seriously. She likes to list the things that need to be written in each chapter on paper, and then write a rough story of a chapter on paper, and then enter it into the computer to revise it.

But her editors confirmed that it was an extremely inefficient and futile endeavor. But Song Zhiyi doesn't think so, she is very easily confused by food from the outside world, if you let her type on the computer all afternoon, she will become obsessed with the TV series after half an hour and can't extricate herself.

Therefore, in Song Zhiyi's view, writing on paper makes it easier for her to focus, so that she can write better works.

Now, her editors have let her go. Anyway, she is used to delaying more and more, depending on whether she gets twice the result with half the effort or twice the result with half the effort, it is already the biggest difficulty for Song Zhiyi to publish a book.

The early autumn sun was particularly dazzling, and Song Zhiyi had to get up and close the curtains slightly.

Song Zhiyi walked to the curtain and looked at the clear sky, feeling very comfortable. Song Zhiyi secretly made up her mind in her heart that from today on, she Song Zhiyi will also strive to keep up with the daily update, strive to stand side by side with those diligent authors, and strive to get rid of the title of "pigeon king".

Hmm-

In fact, this title is quite good, and it's a little reluctant to get rid of it.

Song Zhiyi returned to his seat, picked up the notebook on the table, and admired the messy overall outline written by himself with satisfaction...... That would have to wait for her to practice before she could write it.

Song Zhiyi proudly photographed and distributed the content of the outline to the editor.

A. Urge: [The outline is not bad, can you update it tomorrow?] 】

Song Song Song Song: [No. 】

A. Urge: [Why?] 】

Song Song Song Song: [Because I have to wait for me to practice before I can write it.] 】

A. Urging Ghost: [??? 】

Before Song Zhiyi could finish typing the words in the chat box, the editor's phone called. Song Zhiyi reluctantly pressed the answer button and kept the phone away from his ear.

As she expected, there was an angry editor roaring on the phone:

"Song Zhiyi! You promised me that a new book would be released by this week, and you want pigeons, don't you? ”

Song Zhiyi lay back on the soft bed and muttered: "I did release a new book this week, but I didn't say that it will start updating this week." ”

"Song Zhiyi!" Editor Li, who was in the company, jumped out of the thunder and ushered in the attention of countless colleagues, and naturally there was ......

The editor-in-chief who just came out to inspect.

Editor Li and the manager's complicated eyes met, and instantly lost the anger just now, holding the mobile phone in both hands, and smiling gently: "Ah! Okay, don't rush, you write slowly. ”

After speaking, Editor Li hurriedly hung up the phone, looked at the editor-in-chief standing respectfully, and smiled awkwardly: "Hehehehe, general, the editor-in-chief is good." ”

The editor-in-chief held a white ceramic cup: "Come to my office." ”

Editor Li's heart is cold, it's over, it looks like she may not be able to protect her job!

Song Zhiyi was taken aback by the editor's sudden gentle tone, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his back. Song Zhiyi immediately jumped up from the bed, "crawled" back to his desk, turned on the computer and carefully typed and deleted in the folder.

Song Zhiyi, who didn't write the last word, gave up on himself, lay on the bed with his mobile phone and swiped Weibo.

Writing such a thing, I can't be in a hurry.

The more you hurry, the more you can't write.

Song Zhiyi saw that there were many fans in his super talk who were urging him to post new books every day, so Song Zhiyi posted a simple and rude Weibo:

@兔子大人: Ben Rabbit King's new book "Professor Mo Mo Da" is in the manuscript. You can wait!

Not long after this Weibo was posted, fans exploded in the comment area:

[Family, let's just say that the title of this ace pigeon is serious?] 】

[Rabbit, if you let me go of the pigeon, I will endure it, and I will bear it if you break it, but I really can't bear it if you take this kind of rustic name! ] 】

[Help, family, have you organized a group to send blades to rabbits, I can't stand this name]

[She has completely let go of herself, and she doesn't even want to take a serious name. 】

[Look, look, 10,000 years of ace pigeon can still remember that he has a Weibo account, but when I see the title of the book, I hope that the pigeon ace might as well forget the Weibo account (dog)]

......

For a while, fans were ridiculing Song Zhiyi's title of the book that he didn't care about at all, expressing great dissatisfaction. Some readers also sent private messages to Song Zhiyi asking her to think of a book title.

However, Song Zhiyi didn't listen.

The more they wanted her to do something, well, she just wouldn't do it.

is to anger them, who makes them urge them to change every day.

Song Zhiyi watched the fans' "angry" speeches with great interest, and the more angry they were, the happier she became.

Besides, no matter how Song Zhiyi looks at it, he thinks that the title of this book is straightforward, isn't it good? Isn't this much more noble than those like "Domineering President: Mrs. Runs with the Ball"?

There was a comment that aroused Song Zhiyi's great interest:

@兔兔的胡萝卜: Don't complain, don't you know the rabbit, she likes to disagree with us (ps: What can we do if we dislike it, in the end, it's not like licking her Wendang big drop of "resentment".) ）

Song Zhiyi replied:

@兔子大人: @兔兔的胡萝卜: That's a great point! I couldn't agree more. Don't say it again next time in parentheses (dog)

Song Zhiyi talked nonsense with fans for a while, opened WeChat and saw the message sent by Lu Xiwen to himself, but his mobile phone was always on the Do Not Disturb mode, and there would be no message reminders, which caused Song Zhiyi to see it after three hours.

Lu Xiwen: [Senior sister, I saw a newly opened barbecue restaurant on the Internet, I wonder if I will be free tomorrow, we can try it together? 】

Song Zhiyi bent the corners of his mouth, thinking about refusing, but then he thought that he didn't seem to have eaten barbecue for a long time. As a veteran foodie, Song Zhiyi admits that it is difficult for him to resist the temptation of food.

......

When Song Zhiyi came to the mall, he saw Lu Xiwen sitting under the parasol of the coffee shop at the entrance of the mall.

Lu Xiwen smiled very brightly, and when he saw Song Zhiyi, he immediately got up and trotted in front of Song Zhiyi.

"Senior Sister Song, long time no see."

The two came to a barbecue restaurant with simple decoration and sat down, Lu Xiwen wore a white shirt and poured a glass of water for Song Zhiyi.

"Thank you." Song Zhiyi took the water cup handed by Lu Xiwen, handed the water cup to his lips, opened his mouth slightly and took a sip.

This water is delicious, sweet and not greasy.

After all the dishes were served, Song Zhiyi was completely attracted by the fragrant barbecue, and he was so bored that he completely forgot about Lu Xiwen's existence.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Lu Xiwen silently watched Song Zhiyi's cheeks were stuffed with food, bulging, like a greedy little hamster.

Senpai is so cute.

Lu Xiwen recalled that day at Z University, he saw Song Zhiyi standing under the osmanthus tree, wearing a white dress, stepping on the male shoes Valentino, with his back to the road, seriously admiring the fragrant osmanthus tree.

At that moment, Lu Xiwen was deeply attracted by her back.

Lu Xiwen struggled all the way, but when he was about to arrive at the classroom, he turned around and ran back and ran in front of Song Zhiyi.

Lu Xiwen said shyly: "Senior sister, can you give me a contact information?" ”

The moment Song Zhiyi turned around, Lu Xiwen admitted that he was stunned. A strand of beautiful hair is blown by the breeze, a pair of bright almond eyes, a straight nose, jade cheeks are slightly red, and the small and delicate lips look particularly delicate because of the bright lipstick.

At that moment, she was as beautiful as a rose blooming in the summer, and his heart was beating as she turned around.

"Senior sister, is it enough?"

Lu Xiwen watched Song Zhiyi eat all the barbecue and asked carefully.

Song Zhiyi chewed the pork belly in his mouth deliciously, not to mention how fragrant it was. Song Zhiyi looked at the empty plates in front of him, and suddenly remembered that Lu Xiwen didn't seem to have eaten anything and was eaten by himself.

Song Zhiyi was a little embarrassed: "Ah, I'm sorry, I accidentally finished eating." ”

It's over, it's embarrassing.

Song Zhiyi wanted to find a hole for herself to drill into, and the ladylike image she created was all destroyed in an instant!

But I have to say that the pork belly in this shop is really fragrant.

Lu Xiwen called the waiter and ordered a few more portions of meat.

"Professor Fu, take a look...... Can you help me go to Professor Tang and say something good? I really didn't mean it that day. ”

A crisp, sharp, delicate voice caught Song Zhiyi's attention.

Song Zhiyi raised his head and looked at the seat in front of him, only to see Song Zhiqing wearing a thin black silk lace sundress sitting next to a middle-aged man in a black suit and a full beard, but his hand touched the rough hand of the middle-aged man intentionally or unintentionally.

Song Zhiyi raised his eyebrows, looking at the scene he saw in front of him with some interest, but laughed at Song Zhiqing in his heart.

I really didn't expect Song Zhiqing to still be thinking about the ugliness that day in front of Tang Yuchen, and wanted to find someone to help say good things.

The middle-aged man smiled dotingly, stretched out his fleshy and rough hand and gently picked up Song Zhiqing's hand, stroking it back and forth.

I only listened to Flout's non-standard Chinese: "I tried to explain to him, but ah, I don't know what he thinks." ”

"Senior sister?"

Lu Xiwen saw that Song Zhiyi was staring at a certain place in a daze, and had some questions: "Senior sister, what's wrong with you?" ”

Song Zhiyi retracted his gaze and smiled gently: "It's okay." ”

Lu Xiwen pointed to the pork belly just on and said with a smile: "The dish is here." ”

Song Zhiyi had no intention of eating, and leaned on the chair and pretended to be playing with his mobile phone, but in fact, his gossip ears had already been erected high, listening to the movement in front of him.