Chapter Twenty-Six: A Girl Who Refuses to Admit Defeat
No one noticed the grievances in the depths of Song Lingyun's eyes.
After all, no matter whether it was Xia Yan or Tang Yin, it was impossible to imagine that she would have so many obsessions mixed with it.
Long...
"Thank you for your hospitality, for letting you work overtime to handle my work, and for letting you have a meal."
After eating, Xia Yan expressed his heartfelt gratitude to Tang Yin.
Even if people work overtime to deal with his novel work, they also invited him to dinner, although Xia Yan has always been cold to people, but after eating this meal, his favorability towards Tang Yin has skyrocketed.
What a responsible editor, it's very different from the unscrupulous editors of the book publishers who complained on the Internet.
"Just treat me to dinner next time."
When Tang Yin heard this, her hand brushed the hair from her ears to the root of her ears, and her fair and beautiful face smiled.
"Alright, you two will each take back your novel manuscript and revise the details." Tang Yin returned the manuscripts of the two to the two.
Today is only the content of the review, and the official delivery is the day after tomorrow on Friday.
"But there's something I want to talk to you two about."
Xia Yanyan's expression froze when he heard this, and he lowered his head and was decadent, and Song Lingyun, who had not yet recovered from the blow, also tried his best to cheer up.
"Actually, I don't need to remind you, you two should also know that whether it is a youth journey or yesterday's starlight, the two novels are definitely very good as a newcomer's debut work, and it can be said that it is difficult for the novel industry in Southern Province to produce a newcomer under the age of twenty who has such potential as the two of you in a few years.... Not only our Red Maple Literature, but also the other four top book clubs in Southern Province, there are also many editors who are paying attention to you. ”
"Young, student, and talented...... And the two of you, one is handsome, and the other is a young and beautiful girl who is too beautiful to speak. Tang Yin said.
"In fact, the book club wants to use these external conditions and identities as a selling point of the novel, which can improve the performance of your novel serialization to a certain extent. And..... Although the following notice has not been clarified, there is basically a consensus within the book club that the youth journey and yesterday's starlight novels will be released in a single book, and the time will be very fast, just over this month, and when your novel text serialized content increases, it will be released synchronously. Tang Yin spoke slowly, allowing the two of them to digest the content of the words.
"So, is the book club going to disclose my identity information?" Song Lingyun's expression changed slightly when he heard this.
Of course, there is this meaning in the book club, but it is up to you whether you agree or not. Or rather.... The degree of openness is up to you. I know your situation, and your family may not approve of you writing a serialized novel. So..... You can choose not to give your name and photo, and only disclose the identity of your student and the school they attend..... This can also be used as a selling point to promote, and when the single book is released, it will be very advantageous for a new author's book to be labeled as a "genius high school writer". Tang Yin looked at Song Lingyun and said.
Of course, Xia Yan also glanced at her, Tang Yin's meaning was also very clear, and he hoped that Xia Yan would agree to do so.
"No.... If you reveal your name and photo, you will definitely be recognized. Song Lingyun shook his head when he heard this.
"But if it's just a matter of revealing the identity of the student and the school he attends.... That's fine. ”
"Me too, I don't want to disclose my true identity for the time being, but it doesn't matter if I disclose that "Yuanqing" is a student of Nancheng No. 3 Middle School. After all, there are thousands of people in the school, who can guess me? Xia Yan didn't want to be looked at by a group of female book friends at school.
Not to mention anything else, in his class, there are eight or nine female classmates and fans of the youth journey.
Tang Yin looked at the two of them carefully for a long time, and then sighed softly.
"Okay, respect your decision, I'll tell the book club what you mean, today, it's not too early, let's talk here."
Xia Yan and Song Lingyun understood what she meant.
"That's okay, Tang Yin, I'll leave first." Xia Yan immediately stood up when he heard this.
"Huh? Are you leaving? Next to him, Song Lingyun's expression froze.
"What's wrong?" Xia Yan looked at her strangely.
It's past nine o'clock in the evening, why are you doing here if you don't leave?
"I mean...."Song Lingyun looked at the game console that had fought against Xia Yan before.
You beat me nine times and ran like that? Is this appropriate?
Song Lingyun's fingers clenched and opened, repeating it several times, releasing the tension in his heart.
Or.... How many games are we going to play, and it's never too late to go?
This sentence almost blurted out, but he couldn't say anything.
She also didn't know why she was so mood swinging today.
Probably, it is because the results of three consecutive issues of "Yesterday's Starlight" have been crushed by "Youth Journey".
And because Xia Yan is a student of the same age and school as her, she will not admit defeat like this.
Obviously, with her character, losing to an Internet addicted teenager in a game duel will never make her feel a little uncomfortable.
But that Internet addicted teenager is Yuan Qing, the author of "Youth Journey", which is completely different.
She wanted Xia Yan to stay and accompany her here to continue the showdown. The game of Iron Souls.
When to win, when to leave, if she doesn't win, she can not go home tonight, not sleep, skip school tomorrow, and play until she can win Xia Yan once.
But.....
Song Lingyun held back what she wanted to say.
Why should others waste time to satisfy her point, the insignificant desire to win or lose for others?
Song Lingyun sighed in her heart, and her strong self-control suppressed the desire to win or lose in her heart.
He hesitated for a moment and said nothing.
"You still want to fight me, don't you?"
Xia Yan only looked at the direction of her eyes on the game console, and didn't understand her thoughts.
It's normal not to admit defeat.
A smile appeared on Xia Yan's face.
Feel..... This rumored genius girl in the third middle school is not as cold and indifferent as the school rumors, and she is the same, with normal human desires like ordinary people.
At least, after losing to someone else in the game, Xia Yan can understand the mood of wanting to win back!
"Next time we meet, if you still want to play, I'll be there for you." Xia Yan said.
Song Lingyun's fingers moved slightly.
"Next time.... Meet? Song Lingyun blinked.
"Well, it's Friday, and then the two of us will come here to hand over the revised manuscript to Tang Yin, if at that time, you still have the desire to play this game, then I.. I will never be a villain who runs away when he wins...."
After Xia Yan finished speaking, he waved his hand to the two of them, and left first with his schoolbag.
Song Lingyun stood in place, looking at the back of Xia Yan leaving, stunned for a while.
Friday.....
.....
At night, Xia Yan, who returned home, went to bed early after revising some details of the manuscript of the youth journey almost to the fullest.
But another part of town.....
A certain girl in the middle of the night, her mind is extremely clear.
As soon as I closed my eyes, the details of those nine nightmarish games were constantly replayed.
She has little interest in the game itself, but ..... Can't sleep.
Pick up the phone in the quilt and for the first time.... She doesn't use her phone to search for online courses about music, painting, and learning.
Instead, I searched the Internet for such an entry.
"The game is really. Iron Soul character, "Yuan"'s strategy combo! ”
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