If there's anything else to look forward to at work, it's a calm Friday afternoon.

When I wake up from a nap and the thought of having a good two days of rest after work, I feel refreshed and refreshed. However, a sudden work arrangement completely shattered my sweet dream. According to the associate editor, one of our publisher's well-known contracted writers returned the in-page illustrations we had previously submitted on the grounds that they did not match the style. With a new book coming out and time is of the essence, we had to redesign an illustration that would please the writer this week. After hearing this "bad news", the three of us in the art team felt like crying without tears.

"To learn more about the writer's ideas and needs, I had a long conversation with her for two hours. This is the main point that I have compiled based on the content of the conversation just now, and you can refer to it. The deputy editor-in-chief pondered for a moment and continued: "Although I am not good at drawing, I can review the pictures and come up with ideas for you...... Do you want to stay tonight and work overtime or come back on a cloudy day? ”

Seeing that overtime is inevitable, we can only accept our fate and try our best to minimize the loss.

"Tonight!" We all replied.

"Okay, whatever you want to eat tonight, I'll settle the bill. I'll go to the meeting first, and I'll see you later......" The deputy editor-in-chief nodded approvingly, and then left leisurely.

For a whole afternoon, the three of us not only searched the Internet for inspiration by checking the editor-in-chief's notes, but also drew up several sketches separately, which was really busy. The other colleagues took pity on us, but they couldn't help us except cheer us on and pour us a glass of water once in a while.

After work, while waiting for takeout, we gathered around and chatted casually.

"It's just a vignette dotted with the corners of a book's pages, is it enough to be so demanding?" Zheng Yun, who has the most seniority, was the first to express his dissatisfaction.

"What else does it say that the style doesn't fit, and people who don't know still think it's an important full-page illustration!" Gu Keer, who joined the company a few years earlier than me, complained.

"In fact, readers of the novel pay attention to the text, and no matter how good the illustrations are, they are just icing on the cake......" I also had some complaints in my heart, so I couldn't help muttering two sentences.

"That's right! In my opinion, few people will appreciate these illustrations carefully......" Zheng Yun nodded in agreement.

Hearing this, Gu Ke'er was even more angry. "Isn't it in vain that we spend so much time drawing and revising it, but in the end no one is looking at it?"

"Didn't that writer read it seriously? And he put forward so many valuable comments...... "At this time, the deputy editor-in-chief who came back from the meeting joined us in the discussion. "These illustrations may seem dispensable to you, but the writer insisted on keeping them. Shouldn't you be grateful to those who value your work so much? ”

Listening to the words of the deputy editor-in-chief, we couldn't help but bow our heads guiltily. We have long been accustomed to seeing painting as work, and over time we have forgotten the pure love of painting, and the fact that it is so touching that someone can appreciate their own paintings.

Suddenly, my brother's phone rang. "Takeaway arrives at ......"

"I'll get it!" In order to make up for my unscrupulous words, I took the initiative to take on this chore.

As one of those people who has the right to decide on takeout, I naturally know that everyone has not thought of being polite to the deputy editor-in-chief at all. Even though I was mentally prepared, I couldn't help but be shocked when I saw the large pile of takeaways at the reception desk. I stood there and hesitated for a moment, but finally gave up the idea of calling for backup. I don't have any concept of weight, I only know that both hands are red and painful from plastic bags, and I think that the takeaway should weigh no less than ten pounds. Luckily, it didn't take long for the elevator to arrive, and I was finally able to put things on the handrail of the elevator to lighten the load a bit. When I got out of the elevator, I was surprised to find a girl standing in the quiet, dimly lit hallway.

"Is going in this direction when I go to the editorial office?" I probably heard the elevator door open, and the girl turned to look at me.

I saw that the girl had long hair and slightly curly, exquisite makeup, and her appearance was outstanding. She wears an off-white sweater on her upper body and a light and fluffy over-the-knee gauze skirt on her lower body, giving her a gentle feeling. The girl's smile is very pure, and she looks ignorant of the world, but it can be seen through her eyes that her heart is full of confidence and firmness.

"Right...... Go straight along this road...... No, I'll just take it myself......" I refused the girl's kindness while pointing the way, looking very embarrassed.

"Are you from the editorial department?"

"Well, a few of my colleagues and I stayed tonight to work overtime......" I deliberately slowed down and stayed away from her as much as possible for fear of soiling the girl's clothes.

"So you know ...... Forget it......" The girl flicked her long hair and didn't say anything more.

From a distance, I saw the three people standing in front of the door looking forward to it, but only the deputy editor-in-chief came to help, and the other two all set their eyes on the girl.

"Who is this?" The deputy editor-in-chief looked at me suspiciously and asked in a low voice.

"I met her on the road...... I forgot to ask......" I replied awkwardly.

"Hello, my name is Lan Xiyu, pen name Cangyu." The girl smiled slightly, as if everything was silent.

"You're Cangyu?" I exclaimed with joy.

Cang Yu looked at me with meaningful eyes, and said slowly, "If I'm not mistaken, you're Yin Ran, right?" ”。

I really couldn't imagine that Cang Yu would know my name, and I was so surprised that I couldn't speak, so I could only nod shyly.