Song Zhiyi played in Hailu Fort for a few more days before returning to Qicheng.

"Ding!"

The elevator door slowly opened, and Song Zhiyi dragged his suitcase out of the elevator.

Song Zhiyi saw a figure squatting there at his door, and Song Zhiyi quietly walked over a little nervously: "You...... You are ......"

When the figure heard Song Zhiyi's voice, he raised his head suddenly: "Song Zhiyi!" You know it's back! ”

Song Zhiyi looked at Fatal Li with a shocked look on his face, licked his lips weakly, and squeezed out an embarrassing smile towards Fatal Li.

"Hi, editor, we'll meet again."

Li looked at Song Zhiyi with a disgusted expression: "Get out of the way, hurry up and open the door and let me in." ”

God knows, she was a dignified gold medal editor, but she humbly waited in front of the author's door for two days and two nights to wait for this "pigeon essence".

Song Zhiyi opened the door and let Fatal Li into the house.

Li didn't think he was an outsider, he directly changed his shoes and sat down on the sofa in the living room, looking at Song Zhiyi with a resentful expression.

Song Zhiyi didn't bother to pack his luggage, and immediately boiled a pot of water and poured it for Killing Li: "You...... Editor, why are you here? ”

"Why do you think I'm here? If I don't come again, you won't be able to see your dear lovely editor! ”

"Great!" Song Zhiyi accidentally blurted out what he was thinking, and successfully ushered in the sharp gaze of Fatal Li, and suddenly lost his previous confidence, "No, I mean...... Then I'm sad that I will. ”

"...... yes, I really don't see you being upset."

The corners of Li's mouth twitched, he cleared his throat, and his face was serious: "For the work "Winning the National Idol", the copyright fee of other companies has increased by 50%, do you think you will sign it?" ”

"Okay." Song Zhiyi agreed without thinking about it.

With another fifty percent added to the previous royalties, what fool would refuse such a sizable figure? The sale of this copyright to her small coffers adds a brilliant and beautiful addition, which is happy to think about.

Seeing that Song Zhiyi agreed, Li did not hesitate at all, but breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, then I will push the WeChat of the person in charge to you at that time, and you can make an appointment with him to talk." ”

Song Zhiyi smiled: "Okay, please trouble my dear Lord Li to run hard for this matter!" ”

Fatal Li glanced at Song Zhiyi: "Don't think that I just came here to talk about this matter, there are still things to be done." ”

"You say!"

"You have to finish writing a chapter here with the computer now," Li looked at Song Zhiyi, whose expression was gradually dull, "When will you finish writing, and when will I leave." ”

"Editor......." Song Zhiyi winked at Fatal Li, trying to soften her heart, "You see that I just came back, I'm tired to death, you let me rest and rest before writing." ”

Now to renew her, the 10,000-year-old ace pigeon, it is even more difficult than ascending to the sky.

Fatal Li showed the appearance of an interview: "You have rested enough in the past few days, hurry up and get the computer to write." ”

Song Zhiyi took out the laptop from his room and put it on the coffee table without tears, sat on the sofa with a dead face, looked at the blank document without a word in distress, and sighed deeply.

She finally understands now, don't live in the same city with the editor, otherwise people will simply urge the Internet when they are editing, and her editor will directly urge her home.

Song Zhiyi felt bitter in her heart, but she couldn't say it, so she could only look at Li Mou, who was lying on her sofa and sleeping soundly at this time, and then look at herself facing the 6,000-word manuscript, holding her head and looking at the computer in a daze.

After Tang Yuchen sent Song Zhiyi back to the community, he took Lu Xiwen back to the Institute of Physics of Z University.

There was an experimental group whose data was not correct, which made Tang Yuchen have a headache like Professor Li, so Professor Li had to call Lu Xiwen and Tang Yuchen.

"You talk about this class of students, one by one is more than Ma Daha," Professor Li clasped his hands to his chest and looked at the students who were redoing the experiment at this time, "Three sets of data, each group is wrong, and it will be a shame for Z to pass it out." ”

Tang Yuchen lifted the frame of his glasses: "It's normal to make mistakes, but their error rate is as high as 80 percent, so don't care." ”

Tang Yuchen turned around and patted Professor Li on the shoulder: "It seems that I am going to increase the difficulty of the test paper a little, and I can't let them go on like this." ”

Tang Yuchen just saw that one or two girls in the laboratory were not seriously doing experiments from beginning to end, but their eyes fell on him, which made him more determined to increase the difficulty of the test paper.

In previous years, all students were able to prepare for each year's final exam by memorizing the theoretical knowledge in the books before the end of the semester.

But this year's author is Tang Yuchen.

Tang Yuchen's classroom style has always been not only about written content, he has expanded his knowledge points much more than other professors, and the assignments are also much more difficult.

Tang Yuchen sat at his desk, revising this year's final paper one after another.

"Professor Tang," Tang Yuchen's office was pushed open, and a female teacher in a professional skirt walked in, "I heard that you are back, so I came to see you." ”

Tang Yuchen glanced at Ling Jiajia lightly: "Is there something wrong?" ”

Ling Jiajia stretched out her hand to support her eyes, sat on the chair in front of the desk with a smile, and lifted her legs in black silk: "It's okay, I just want to come and see Professor Tang." ”

"Please go out if you have nothing to do." Tang Yuchen's eyes were always glued to the computer, and his two hands were constantly tapping on the keyboard.

Ling Jiajia was slightly embarrassed, but she still stared at Tang Yuchen with a smile and charming.

Ling Jiajia made her voice as sweet as possible: "Professor, are you free tonight?" Let's have a meal together? ”

"Not available."

Tang Yuchen's eyes were always on his computer, and he didn't even give Ling Jiajia, who was dressed up in a professional short skirt in order to see him. Ling Jiajia was a little unconvinced and wanted to say something more to attract Tang Yuchen's attention, but was interrupted by Tang Yuchen's voice.

"If you don't have anything to do, please leave, oh yes, it's not at all educated to go into the office without knocking."

Ling Jiajia could only leave Tang Yuchen's office in a hurry.

Tang Yuchen corrected the paper, and then left the office.

.....

Inside the old mansion of the Tang family.

"Yuchen," Tang Jimin took a sip of the good Longjing, looked at Tang Yuchen sitting in front of him, and said slowly, "Do you know what I asked you to do?" ”

"I don't know." Tang Yuchen replied.

He really didn't know what it was about his grandfather to call him in such a hurry, but he knew it was definitely not a good thing.

In the dimly lit European-style study, the old and the young sat facing each other across a huge table.

Tang Jimin opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Lin called me that day and said that you were chasing a girl. He told me that he had asked someone to investigate the girl, and that her parents had been on the run for many years in debt, and now they have not heard from her. ”

Tang Yuchen's expression darkened: "He is well-informed." ”

"You kid, don't worry, you listen to me finish speaking," Tang Jimin knocked on the table, "He really treats me as an old fool in his words, nothing more than stepping on one hand, praising his daughter, saying that his daughter has cried for two or three days because of this matter." I wondered if she was going to cry herself, don't you think? ”

Tang Yuchen nodded in agreement: "Grandpa said yes." ”

"The thing I want to tell you is that if you like other girls, hurry up, grandpa doesn't care about your young people."

He Tang Jimin didn't want to be hung up by others as the old wood of the forced arranged marriage in the overbearing president's article, he didn't want to be charged with such a crime.

Tang Jimin continued to say earnestly to Tang Yuchen: "By the way, don't say something like the male protagonist in the president's article to other girls' 'Woman, you successfully attracted my attention', the male protagonist of other novels is handsome and chic, and it is called sultry when you say it, and you are a greasy man when you say it." ”

"Grandpa, you ......" Tang Yuchen pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly, "Why did you start reading the president's article?" ”

"Don't worry about this, I can tell you first, you have to praise your handsome and dashing grandfather in front of other girls," Tang Jimin pulled his tie, accidentally exerted force, and couldn't help coughing a few times, "Let people know that your grandfather is very supportive of your love, and let people know that your grandfather is not one of those old feudal thinking in the novel." ”

Tang Jimin is no longer obsessed with the handsome Rap these days, but falls in love with reading romance novels under the leadership of his granddaughter.

What kind of bloody and domineering president Wen, entertainment industry Wen, and sister and brother love him all came over one by one.

Seeing that is called a self-forgetful, intoxicated, forgetting to sleep and eating, and smiling at the text on the phone from time to time.

Tang Yuchen helped his eyes, quite helpless: "Grandpa, it's easy for you to scare people away like this." ”

Tang Jimin glanced at Tang Yuchen with disgust, but turned his head and thought that his wooden grandson was about to open up, and he had to help him.

Tang Jimin stood up and walked to Tang Yuchen's side on crutches, and patted him on the shoulder: "You go and see how the male protagonist of other novels talks about love, grandpa recommends two books to you, one is called "Winning the National Idol", and the other is still serialized, what is it called "Professor Mo Mo Da". It's all written by the same author, and it's good-looking. ”

Tang Yuchen didn't react at first, until he heard the five words "Professor", and he was stunned for a moment - he read the book written by Song Zhiyi with his grandfather, and made a good evaluation.

Tang Yuchen's expressionless face showed some discomfort, didn't his dear grandfather find out that the prototype of this book was the grandson who was in front of him at this time?

"I see, Grandpa." Tang Yuchen clenched his hand into a fist against his lips and coughed lightly, "I'll go and see." ”

After speaking, Tang Yuchen walked to the door of the study and opened the door.

"Wait!" Tang Jimin stopped Tang Yuchen, "I think it may be easier for you to chase people when you go to Quanrong." ”

"......" is really a grandfather.

Tang Jimin looked at Tang Yuchen's figure without looking back, walked away on crutches, shook his head helplessly, and returned to the office chair with a sigh.

It's hard for him not to worry about his grandson's appearance, and he's also worried about his grandson's flirting skills, and what's even more angry is why his appearance and flirting skills haven't been inherited to his grandson from generation to generation, otherwise he would have hugged his grandson a long time ago.