Xiao Shrimp hates his colleagues very much now, just that little white face!

Colleagues in the editorial department had a dinner, and the grandson proposed to eat spicy hot pot.

Of course.

She didn't resist the temptation, patronized the top, and ignored the bottom.

She was a little loud when she ate, so much so that for the past two days, she sincerely apologized and prayed to Uncle Kikube every day.

However.

Uncle Kikube was unmoved.

And even—

"No matter how bad it is, I cut you!"

In the face of such a ruthless threat, Uncle Kikube still went his own way.

Xiao Shrimp says the hardest words, but does the weakest things. She really didn't dare to cut, one of her best friends had a cruel knife on herself, not to mention the shame of lying on the operating table, the key is really painful.

In the days after the best friend's surgery, I cried once and called my mother once.

She later said to Xiao Shrimp in a dead tone that she had a in her brain before she went for this operation.

Of course.

If the hemorrhoids hurt and have a shadow on the bowel movements, then it is not far from the head going into it.

And—

Xiao Shrimp heard that hemorrhoids are easy to recur, and pregnant women who are pregnant and give birth to children are also extremely prone to hemorrhoids.

In this case, Xiao Shrimp thought, do you want to stop insisting?

When the time comes, it's done once and for all.

And yet now.

Xiao Shrimp felt that it was so difficult to persevere.

As the editor of a science fiction magazine, her first job at work is to sit in front of the computer, read the authors' manuscripts, conduct a preliminary review, and if she thinks it is good, she will send the manuscript to the editors in charge of their respective sections for second review, and finally hand it over to the editor-in-chief for final review.

As the first hurdle to appear in the magazine, her task of reading the manuscript can be imagined to be heavy.

Such a heavy task happened to hit hemorrhoids.

Xiao Shrimp is restless now, and he has to read the draft, which is quite loveless.

And—

She also has to give good advice when rejecting the manuscript, because after they correct it, they may be the next author to become famous. Jiang Yang, who may not be in the future, is about to be born in his own hands, so Xiao Shrimp has to patiently write back to suggest.

This patience is even more tormenting.

Xiao Shrimp can't sit still now, standing at the desk and reading the manuscript for a while.

Mr. Orange may have woken her up by pulling the curtains, "Why doesn't the shrimp lie there and rest for a while?" ”

Xiao Shrimp had a hard time, so he could only say: "I'm not tired, I'll read the manuscript for a while." ”

Mr. Orange praised Xiao Shrimp's dedication and asked Xiao Shrimp if he had seen a good manuscript.

"Hmm-"

Xiao Shrimp was having fun in the bitterness, and when he was fighting against Uncle Kikube's restlessness, he figured out a set of theories:

Just a manuscript, if she can't read it while standing, she should definitely be killed;

Let her stand and read it, this manuscript belongs to the highlights, but if it can't pass, she will give detailed suggestions for revision.

And—

Let her stand and see, and then sit down on the manuscript, is a qualified manuscript, can pass;

Let her sit and read carefully, and forget Uncle Kikube's painful manuscript for a while, it is definitely an excellent manuscript.

Pity.

So far, most of the manuscripts have been the first two.

There are very few manuscripts that allow shrimp to be seen while standing and then sit down to read.

As for the manuscript that sits and reads, there are only one or two articles.

This is also normal.

She is in charge of the submission mailbox, which is equivalent to an audition, and it would be nice to be able to select a few manuscripts that let her sit down standing and sitting.

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Really high-quality authors are those who directly submit their manuscripts to the editors.

Their work will not appear in this submission email at all.

So—

Xiao Shrimp thought about it and told Mr. Orange that there were two excellent manuscripts, which had been sent to his mailbox.

It's also excellent.

It's not amazing.

It's a pretty decent manuscript, no mistakes, no brilliance, science, fantasy, highlights, especially like an Internet celebrity face, beautiful and beautiful, it looks good when you watch it, and you can't remember it after reading it, it's almost at this level.

Xiao Shrimp felt that the comparison with Jiang Yang was still far behind.

Jiang Yang's two science fiction articles are equivalent to the big demon king standing there amazingly, and the gap can be seen from this.

"I'll see."

Mr. Orange said, and first made himself a cup of goji berries.

At this moment, the little white face came back from the toilet, with a smooth and comfortable look, which made the little shrimp very envious.

This also reminds the small shrimp.

She should go to the toilet at public expense.

But the little shrimp has a shadow in their hearts, and it still hurts, so pull it again-

"That's it!"

Xiao Shrimp persuaded himself that it was one knife to stretch out his head and two knives to shrink his head, and he would die early and be overborn.

She fearlessly ran to the bathroom.

Soon.

The little shrimp came back bloodless, so that Mr. Orange had to ask with concern: "Little shrimp, are you anemic?" ”

"Huh."

Shrimp gives Mr. Orange a wry smile.

Can she not be anemic?

Once a month, I won't talk about relatives, and now there is an extra glass slag.

It's a miracle to be alive.

She returned to her desk, took a sip of water, and did not dare to sit down, but stood and read the manuscript.

But—

Xiao Shrimp was annoyed when he saw this draft.

Although there are not many requirements for magazine submission, there are also formats, at least you have to write which column of the magazine, the title of the work, and the author's name should be written in the title of the email, so that the editor can read it at a glance and get twice the result with half the effort.

But this manuscript is just a title of the article.

At a glance, I knew that the contributor had not done his homework, and when I saw the submission email address on the magazine, it was sent.

Little Shrimp sighed.

"Hey."

She encounters a lot of these drafts every day, but this time is especially annoying because she-

Do not say.

She opened the manuscript.

The little white-faced colleague sighed when he heard her sigh, "What's the matter, Xiao Shrimp, I saw something that I couldn't read." ”

"yes."

As soon as Xiao Shrimp saw the title, "Bring Her Eyes", she felt that it was not much better to be related to love.

And yet—

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly widened.

What did she see?!

Xiao Shrimp couldn't believe it, sat directly on the chair, pulled the chair, narrowed the distance, stared at the two words on the screen, and looked at it desperately, afraid that he was wrong.

And then.

She blinked, and looked again.

It is—

Jiang Yang!

"it!"

Xiao Shrimp finally confirmed, these two words are right!

The little white-faced colleague laughed, "Little shrimp, what kind of earth-shattering masterpiece have you seen!" ”

What he said was obviously in line with what he said just now, and he was ridiculing the poor article.

Little Shrimp didn't answer her.

She was thinking, this can't be the same name and surname, right?

This is easy to verify.

Little shrimp read on.

The opening chapter is a social animal resting and planning to travel, and the director asked him to go with a pair of eyes.

Eye?

Xiao Shrimp wanted to correct the typo, but when he thought of the title, he was suspicious for the time being.

Later, the owner of the eyes is described, like a little girl who has just graduated, wearing a spacesuit, as if in space, but the communication delay is very short, short enough to be in low earth orbit; And then there is the little girl's spacesuit, which is also very strange, and the heat insulation and cooling are extremely developed.

Hey, young!

It's a bit of a suspense.

As a sci-fi editor, Xiao Shrimp is well-informed and begins to guess. Looking at the description in the book, the little girl has a weightless pencil next to her, she should still be in space, but it may be with the help of some technology to smooth out the time delay.

It can't be aliens, or future humans, right?

Xiao Shrimp let go of the doubts in her heart, continued to read, and saw the little girl's solemnity in choosing a tourist destination, as if she was deciding whether to live or die, as if after a short trip, the earth was about to explode.

In the next chapter, when the little girl sees the grassland, she almost likes it morbidly.

She gave each little flower a name and remembered their name; She felt the wind blowing through her wet hands almost excitedly, and was surprised by the white clouds she saw, and even an unexpected breeze, the fragrance of a wisp of green grass in the wind would make her cry—

Xiao Shrimp is confused, what is this girl's setting?

Born in outer space?

If it's an earthling—

It's a little too pretentious.

This is going to talk about love later, so sour-