"Then let's be here today, thank you for your exchange and sharing, and ...... later"

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the writers' class exchange meeting held in the large conference room ended, there were about twenty or thirty authors present, there were already famous first-line writers, there are also many potential newcomers, and a few editors, like this industry exchange meeting, in the school is not accessible, although Li Xingruo sat in the back row as an observer all day, and there was no opportunity to speak, but she felt that she benefited a lot, and the notes were made several pages.

The writers were talking and laughing and packing up their things and preparing to leave, and Li Xingruo, who was in the back row, saw this, and quickly took out the novel he had brought, and trotted straight towards a certain female frequency god.

"Broken branches are big!"

"Huh? You are ......"

Folding branches is a veteran god of female frequency, and she is in her thirties and almost forty years old, but the maintenance is not bad, it looks a lot younger than it actually is, and it looks very beautiful.

It is said that the author's circle is full of fat houses, but in fact, there are still a lot of beautiful female authors and handsome male authors, at least they are dressed up brightly outside, and they usually don't care about the image when they code words at home.

Li Xingruo's little face was slightly red because of excitement, and he has also seen the true faces of many writers in the past two days, and this thing is quite exciting, there is probably a kind of 'If you meet this outside, you would never think that this person is writing novels, and he is writing that kind of novels!' After all, everyone looks so serious!!

For example, the broken branch in front of him was very well-known in the female frequency in the early years, at that time, the network environment was not as strict as it is now, and when Li Xingruo, who was still a junior high school student, read her novels, she was reading it as a little imperial uncle, and she often looked at the little girl with a red face, and usually only dared to hide in the quilt and watch quietly.

At that time, I imagined what Zhizhi Da would look like in reality, what kind of person would he be, and how he could write this kind of book, but it was really ...... It's so exciting!!

"That...... I'm Li Xingruo, an editorial intern at the company, but I'm a big fan of Orichida! I've been reading books since junior high school, and every one of them hasn't been left behind! I finally saw Ori Da today, so I want to ask Da Da to sign for me......"

After speaking, Li Xingruo handed over the book in his hand.

As soon as Eddie looked at the book cover, he knew that this little girl was indeed an old fan of herself, after all, this was a book from many years ago, because of the scale problem, it has been removed from the website, but there are still physical books published in the early years, which can be regarded as her famous work.

"Yes."

Zhizhi smiled, took the book in Li Xingruo's hand, opened the cap, and signed his pen name.

"Thank you, Broken Branch!" Li Xingruo took the book and was satisfied.

"I didn't expect to meet fans here, when you came over just now, I thought you were a rookie author." Orieda laughed.

"I did write a book, but I didn't write it well, and I had to learn from Ori Zhi Da, and the experience that Zhi Zhi Da shared today is very valuable to me!"

"Now it's the market for your young people, the market is changing too fast, sometimes I can't keep up, the writers here today are very young, in fact, I'm here to study, and I heard that the pillow Xiaoyue, who has been very popular recently, is still a sophomore."

"Yes, yes?!"

"It's good if you're interested in creating, take more materials, ponder more, practice more, and let go of writing."

"Let go of the ......"

"Don't think crooked, what I'm saying is that you don't have to worry too much about the meaning of choosing words and making sentences~!"

Li Xingruo also covered his mouth and laughed when he heard this, Mrs. Zhizhi, who is thirty or forty years old and can talk about, is really exciting.

It's a pity that the poor girl who has been a mother for 22 years has nowhere to take the materials, and this is the biggest reason for hitting the street, right?

At the end of the exchange meeting, the editor-in-chief first arranged for the writers to go to the hotel for a short rest, and later there was a dinner arranged by the company.

Hmph, I sell fish, chew coffee, buy plasma TV, read Sun Tzu's Art of War, and one day, I will be ......

"Intern! Intern! ”

"Help clean up the conference room, there will be another exchange meeting tomorrow, that, Xiao Li, you help accompany everyone to the hotel, just yesterday."

The beautiful imagination was interrupted, and Li Xingruo had no choice but to work as a cleaner with Zhu Hui to clean up the conference room.

When moving the chair out, Zhu Hui smiled and leaned next to the editor-in-chief and asked, "Editor-in-chief, can we go back after we clean up the conference room later?" ”

"What time is it, and you're thinking about getting off work? Are the notes all ready? The editor-in-chief turned pale.

"There's something to do! It's almost half past five, so I'll ask you......"

"Clean up the conference room first, and go back if there's nothing else to do."

Li Xingruo admired Zhu Hui's boldness, if it were her, she wouldn't dare to ask like this, after all, Zhu Hui's family has money, and there is no shortage of this job, one of the differences between the poor and the rich is that the poor do not have as many opportunities for trial and error as the rich.

Of course, although Li Xingruo's family is in a small county, it is not poor, my mother runs an underwear store, my father runs a hardware store, and in a small county town, life is also easy, but since she was a child, her character has been relatively strong, and she hopes to make some achievements on her own.

Several interns cleaned up the conference room together, returned to their temporary workstations to sit, the normal working time is from nine o'clock in the morning to five and a half in the afternoon, and there is an hour and a half rest at noon, after all, it is not an e-commerce company or a software company, except for some technical departments, the overtime phenomenon of the editorial department is not serious, that is, after work, there are occasional problems to deal with at home.

There is nothing to do at this time, Zhu Hui is holding her mobile phone and making an appointment with a friend, Li Xingruo is looking through the notes she made today, adding a little in some places, or recording her own experience.

It was half past five, and no one in the whole office moved, and there was no bell like in the school, and everyone seemed to know that it was time to leave work.

After another two minutes, some departments went to the conference room for a meeting, and several interns in the branch were also called in for a meeting together.

Li Xingruo and Zhu Hui were not interns in the branch, and no one called them at the meeting, so they had to raise their heads and take a curious look at the conference room.

"The capitalists are so disgusting, they don't have a meeting early or late, they just have a meeting when they get off work, and they don't tell us to get off work first, damn it, Xingruo, I want to eat fish!" Zhu Hui whispered.

"Zhu Hui, have you forgotten that your family is also a capitalist?" Li Xingruo thought it was funny.

“…… Then since it's none of our business, Xingruo let's go, the editor-in-chief said that we can go. ”

"Do you want to sit down for a while?" Li Xingruo looked at the time, and his heart was a little nervous, it was really a waste of time to sit like this, and no one took the lead to leave.

"Let's go, let's go, there's nothing to do while sitting, I'm afraid we'll be asked to clean the office later!"

"In that case...... Let's go! ”

The two girls carried their bags, went to the front desk to register, and left the company.

Seeing that someone took the lead, the remaining people who had nothing to do in the office followed one after another.

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