Song Huanxi: "......"

Being so troubled by the second child, she was completely sober, she glanced at the manuscript that the second child held up in front of her eyes, raised her eyebrows, suddenly raised her hand, pointed to two of them and asked, "How do you pronounce these two words?" ”

Ah Yun was stunned for a moment, and stammered to read: "Enthusiastic ......, smile ......"

Her pretty face turned the color of pig liver, and it was clear that the words were in front of her, but she didn't recognize it!

Song Huanxi chuckled in his heart, heh, scumbag.

She put the manuscript paper casually on the head of the bed and got up, the second child had already been beaten to the side and drew circles.

Sending away her younger siblings, and mailing away the two reply letters and the proofread manuscript, Song Huanxi slapped her head, it's too bad, she forgot to say a word to Wujiu, she used the content of his "Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword" in the article!

Forget it, next time.

……

When I received today's submission, it was already noon, and the editor-in-chief was eating, and his desk was full of manuscripts, and only a little space was made in the middle to put a Nanchang mixed flour and crockpot soup.

The editor-in-chief of Cha originally borrowed from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, so he was easy to clear his mouth, and he did not reject this kind of local cuisine with a little taste.

Because of the war ten years ago, people from all over the country poured into the port city, and now the port city is mainly based on Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Cantonese cuisines, and the flavor cuisines of various places are also blooming.

Busy with work, the editor-in-chief of Zha usually deals with two people in the office at noon, eats in the small shops around the office building, and other colleagues are similar.

It is inevitable that he will get tired after eating for a long time, so he encourages his colleagues in the newspaper to recommend good restaurants to each other.

If the taste is good, order it uniformly, and then arrange a special person to pick up the food, so as to save time and cost, and most importantly, you can go to a distant restaurant to order food.

This Nanchang mixed noodles was recommended by the editor of the preliminary review.

Smooth and tender rice noodles, with diced chili peppers, peanuts, beef cubes, plus special sauces, the entrance is spicy and smooth, and it is accompanied by a delicious broth that has been simmering for several hours——

Absolutely.

The editor-in-chief of Cha took a sip of powder, drank a mouthful of soup, and opened another letter of author's submission-

A sneak peek, just happy like a fairy!

Hmm, Gillian and Ah Qiang's later text, not bad, the new writer Hongchen smiled and was very diligent, and he didn't need to urge the draft, so he sent the manuscript regularly every day.

It's not like a guy who writes throwing knives, three or four reminders a day, and only squeezes out a little bit, and the cows don't dare to be so lazy!

I still ask for leave at every turn, and the reason for asking for leave every time is inseparable from a wine word, what is just the right moonlight tonight, when the three whites are floating, and a plate of snails is fried for lunch, how can this dish be without wine!

The most exaggerated time, he wrote about a beauty appearing, drinking with a beauty, and he was drunk!

Editor-in-Chief Zha glanced at a thin letter in the upper right corner of the desk, and the author of the knife broke the record again, this time because the money on his body was smashed by Oiran and he was trapped in the dance hall.

Scold.

He just wants to send a bunch of knives!

Fortunately, this cow was spurred by him before, and the newspaper still had a manuscript, so it would not open the skylight.

The editor-in-chief is also very helpless, just such a slack person, but the article he wrote is very good-looking, even he likes it, it is really God's appreciation.

Ahem, of course, it's a little worse than his son thief.

Editor-in-chief Zha sighed with emotion, and at the same time served with a new article with a smile from Hongchen.

Wait a minute!

Amorous swordsman ruthless sword?!

Hongchen smiled, why did he mention the slack of flying knives!

He's a thief, he's the one who ranks first, okay!

In the mouth of the editor-in-chief, the rice noodles that were originally smooth and fragrant suddenly couldn't be swallowed!

He put down his chopsticks, picked up the manuscript, and reviewed it again with a serious expression:

With popular serials as the teaching content, the plot setting is also reasonable-

Damn it!

Not even rejection!

Staring at the manuscript, Editor-in-Chief Zha picked up the pen, and just as the tip of the pen was about to fall on the paper, he still stopped.

After a while, he snorted lightly, took a blank manuscript paper again, and re-copied Hongchen's submission with a smile, but this time, the title of the book written by He Jiaoxi on the blackboard became the Condor Heroes.

The content has also changed:

…… Dressed in a light gauze-like white dress, as if in the fog of smoke, he looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, except for black hair, his whole body was snow-white, and his face was beautiful.

Hmph, his little dragon girl is also stunning!

After the revision, the editor-in-chief of Cha was instantly in a good mood, he read and read the revised manuscript, and was extremely satisfied, and finally, he opened the drawer on the left-hand side.

When the drawer was opened, it was clearly visible that the manuscript paper inside had been piled up in the entire drawer.

The editor-in-chief of Zha put the new manuscript into it and exhaled a long breath, it is not easy to be the editor-in-chief, there are always authors who write plots that do not please him, eat them like chicken ribs, and choke in their throats, and they can't swallow.

He changed it to the content he liked, collected it, and comforted himself, this one is the precious original!

Editor-in-Chief Cha glanced at Gillian and Qiang on the desk, snorted, called the editor of the preliminary review, didn't even want to touch it, and urged: "Take it and take it!" ”

When the editor of the first review took away the annoying manuscript, he started to eat again, and this time, he decided not to read the text when he ate in the future-

Really affects appetite.

……

In the blink of an eye, on Friday, Song Huanxi had been reading his own essay for several days in a row, and it was said that he should have gotten used to it, but before reading it today, he couldn't help but get nervous again.

Without him, today, Gillian and Ah Qiang serialized the part with small advertisements, and Song Huanxi was a little worried about the reaction of the guests-

"However, he deliberately took a detour today and walked to the MTR station in Tsim Sha Tsui, where there is a Meixin dim sum shop, which makes mooncakes that are very famous......

Immediately, an old customer called out: "Maxim? I've bought it, and the dim sum is really good! ”

Another old customer smiled: "I bought it to give it away, but it turned out to be sent back to me, I can't, I ate it myself, the moon cakes are really good, the egg yolk is salty and fragrant, soft and glutinous!" ”

Many guests have eaten, and the rest of the guests who have not eaten have become curious, and they have said that they must try it if they have the opportunity.

Song Huanxi became more and more apprehensive in her heart, it is normal for Meixin to be recognized with the endorsement of old customers, but no one has tasted her food stall!

Song Huanxi suppressed her nervousness and continued to read:

He remembered that at the entrance of the Kowloon Theater, every weekend, there was a dim sum stall, and the last time he went here to do business, he only closed the stall in the evening, and he was hungry.

It just so happened that the stall next door was also closing the stall, and there were some snacks left, which were divided among the stall owners who set up stalls together.

He got two pieces of bowl cakes, QQ bouncing, a milky aroma in the entrance, the sweet red beans are distinct, and the entrance is soft and soft.

And most importantly, it's not expensive at all!

The money to buy a piece of Maxim's mooncake can buy a full ten pieces of bowl cake! ”

Ah Shui Bo sighed, "Is there really such a dim sum stall?!" ”

Nan Bo next to him thought and said: "The beauty in front of me is real, and the food stall in front of the Kowloon Theater should also be real!" ”

Ah Shuibo looked at Song Huanxi, "Ah Huan, you read the paragraph just now, it sounds weird and delicious!" ”

Song Huanxi was happy in her heart, the old customers of the wonton store have always been beauties, and it has to be that kind of stunning to let her read it a few more times.

Today is the first time, there is no beauty, just because of the food, let her reread!

Song Huanxi immediately read it again aloud: "...... Bowl cake, QQ bouncing, a milky aroma in the entrance, sweet red beans with distinct particles, and the entrance is soft and soft. ”

Then, she heard the faint sound of swallowing saliva.

(End of chapter)