"Why are you lying to you," Ye Ming didn't notice the flash of joy on Tang Yingxu's face, and said jokingly, "You're my editor-in-chief!" If I'm not happy and my manuscript fee is deducted, what can I do?"

"If you know! Hee-hee!" Tang Yingxu smiled happily, and then continued to bow his head and eat the fragrant egg fried rice.

Ye Ming didn't accompany Tang Yingxu to eat all the time, seeing that she was eating well, he got up and went to the living room, asked Xiao Niannian to turn off the TV, and Ranmiao hugged her, but Xiku coaxed her to sleep. When Tang Yingxu finished eating the egg fried rice and came to their bedroom, she saw Ye Ming holding Xiao Niannian half-lying on the bed, gently telling her fairy tales.

Looking at the warm picture in front of her, a string in Tang Yingxu's heart seemed to be fluctuating, and an inexplicable impulse suddenly poured out from the bottom of her heart - she seemed to want to add to such a warm and vigilant picture, as a part of it, rather than standing next to her as an audience.

Tang Yingxu didn't make a sound, she leaned lightly on the door, watching Ye Ming tell Xiao Niannian a story, listening to the magnetic and beautiful voice coming from Ye Ming's mouth, unconsciously, she began to wander.

How nice it would be if one day he could hold me like this and talk to me......

"Little Sister Tang." Just when Tang Yingxu was in a trance, the sound of Ye Mi's voice came from the border of the country.

"Huh?" Tang Yingxu came back to her senses, looked blankly at Ye Ming, who had walked in front of her at some point, and then came back to her senses and asked suspiciously, "What?" Xiao Niannian fell asleep?"

"Well, just fell asleep." Ye Ming chuckled and nodded, motioned for Tang Yingxu to sit in the living room, and then said softly, "What were you thinking just now?" I think you're thinking like you're thinking about it, do you have something on your mind?"

"Huh? No, no, no!" Tang Yingxu hurriedly shook his head and denied it, "It's a matter at work!" In the past few days, the publishing house has received a lot of submissions from children's literature writers, and I have been working overtime to review their manuscripts, so that my mind is now full of fairy tales!"

"Hey," Ye Ming nodded, and said with concern, "Don't be too tired, the work will never be done." "I know," feeling the concern passed on by Ye Ming, Tang Yingxu smiled sweetly.

"It's nothing," Ye Ming smiled, but he didn't say what he had done in the past few days, in his opinion, these things were not worth showing off, "But today I did one thing, and accepted a little girl as an apprentice!"

"Apprentice?" Tang Yingxu couldn't help but show a hint of curiosity.

"Hey, apprentice," Ye Ming nodded and said with a smile, "Teach her to sing!"

"Oh." Tang Yingxu responded, "That's good, after all, you graduated from Huadu Conservatory of Music, it would be a pity if you gave up this major like this!" In fact, until now, Tang Yingxu still doesn't know anything about Ye Ming and the Yangon band.

Just when Ye Ming and the Yangon band began to be exposed, Tang Yingxu didn't pay attention to anything outside the window because he was busy with the publishing house, and he didn't pay attention to the outside world at all, and he slept backwards when he went home every day, and he didn't have a chance to communicate with anyone.

For Ye Ming, she only knew that the other party was a graduate of Huadu Conservatory of Music, and then, - it seems that there is no then.

Last time, Ye Ming took Xiao Niannian to Hangzhou to participate in the recording of The Voice, but he only told Tang Yingxu that he had something to go out for a few days, and did not tell her what she was going to do, and Tang Yingxu also took into account that the relationship between the two parties did not seem to be good to that extent, so he also went back to many times.

Therefore, now, when he heard Ye Ming say that he had accepted an apprentice, Tang Yingxu only thought that Ye Ming couldn't let go of his major, so he recruited a student to be a musician tutor. As everyone knows, what Ye Ming said about accepting an apprentice is a real apprentice with a master-apprentice relationship!

After hearing Tang Yingxu's words, Ye Ming understood that the other party was thinking about it, but he didn't explain much, if Bi Jing talked about it in detail, Xiao Ding would talk about Xiao Juan'er's life experience, with Tang Yingxu's kind nature, I am afraid that she will cry!

Whether it was in his previous life or in this life, what Ye Ming couldn't see the most was a woman crying, especially the woman he cared about. For Ye Ming, Pi Qian's eyes are on his test of cancer civil law and balance. In the face of their tears, Ye Ming really felt at a loss.

At this moment, sitting on the sofa, Ye Ming suddenly smelled a faint fragrance wafting from Tang Yingxu's body, a faint, ethereal fragrance, as if it was the natural fragrance of flowers on the wild grassland, full of a natural and elegant taste.

Gradually, Ye Ming's eyes focused on Tang Yingxu's face, the white and delicate skin, revealing a trace of pink flush, a pair of large and bright eyes, two slightly modified curved eyebrows, coupled with a delicate and small nose and a delicate lip smeared with a faint pink lip, Tang Yingxu's appearance is still as beautiful as ever.

It's just that now on this delicate face, two extremely obvious dark circles are lying horizontally under the eyes, just like two strokes of black ink on a pure white silk, which looks particularly abrupt and eye-catching!

Ye Ming couldn't help but ask, "Little Sister Tang, have you been very busy lately?"

"Uh-huh! It's so busy! I'm going to be too busy!" Tang Yingxu nodded heavily, but although he complained that he was going to be busy, his face was filled with a kind of excitement and joy, "Now there are more than a dozen fairy tale works submitted every day, and several of them are still fairy tale masters!"

Speaking of this, Tang Yingxu paused, looked at Ye Ming, and showed a bright smile on his face: "In the end, it's thanks to you!"

"Me?" Ye Ming was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this had to do with him.

"That's right! That's you!" Tang Yingxu smiled brightly and said, "Because the sales performance of your fairy tale hut is too dazzling, our publishing house has become famous in the country, and then it has attracted those fairy tale writers to submit their works to our publishing house!"

"Oh yes!" Tang Yingxu suddenly snorted softly, patted his smooth forehead, and said with self-reproach, "I've taken care of the matter of my Yong body!" While speaking, Tang Yingxu turned around and picked up the bag beside him, took out a document from it, and handed it to Ye Ming: "Give!" Here's a sales report from the previous week and these days! Congratulations on breaking the sales record again!"

"How much did you sell this time?" Ye Ming took the report with an expectant face, and was very much looking forward to what Tang Yingxu said about refreshing the sales record again!

At the same time, Ye Ming still secretly blamed himself in his heart, he was so busy these days that he actually forgot about "The Fairy Tale House of Niannian", if Tang Yingxu hadn't mentioned it, I'm afraid he wouldn't have remembered to ask about the sales of the fairy tale hut until now!

Ye Ming thought amusedly, maybe he was the author of the writer Xingzi Beipan who didn't care about his own works!

"Hello? 450,000 copies?" When Ye Ming turned the first page and saw the bold, blackened, and incomparably bright string of numbers on the top, he suddenly showed a look of surprise and surprise!" "The Fairy Tale Cottage of Nian Nian" sold 553,672 copies in the second week of the country!"

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And in the table below this paragraph, there are sales reports from bookstores across the country! Five hundred and fifty thousand! There were 550,000! Ye Ming's eyes widened and he asked in surprise, "How could it suddenly increase so much?"

"In fact, if there were no problems with those printing machines, there would not be only 350,000 copies in the first week!" Tang Yingxu pouted and said arrogantly, "Last week, the printing factory finally repaired those machines, and the production capacity was supplied, so naturally they will sell more!"

"Hey," Ye Ming nodded, flipped back again with joy, and then saw the sales of the first five days of the third week.

So far, in addition to 380,000 copies sold in the five days of the third week, more than the 350,000 copies in the first week, but it has also shown a hint of decline, and the final result may not exceed the 550,000 copies of the previous week.

But even so, in just 19 days, "Niannian's Fairy Tale Cottage" has sold nearly 1.3 million copies, and this sales result alone is enough to inspire the entire writers' circle!

"You know what? Now the whole circle of writers is talking about you!" Looking at Ye Ming in front of him, Tang Yingxu grinned, "They are all discussing who you are sacred, and our president has asked me many times!"