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"...Oh, look at me, I'm really excited recently. How can I talk to the child like this? Sorry, Sorry, Yukishita. Otherwise, you and your partner will go out first and wait until we finish chatting?"

The man holding the water cup suddenly patted his head and showed a sincere smile, but he had no intention of standing up to see him off.

"I'm so distressed. I can't get excited recently. How can I do it well?"

He raised his head and said with a embarrassed smile.

Faced with such soft nails, even if Xue Zhixia maintained her righteous behavior, she just stared at her eyes, bit her lip, and stood there tremblingly. It seemed as if she was confused, and her eyes were unwilling to look at the ground.

Because that man is not wrong.

In fact, this is the case. For adults, or people with certain social status, it is better for people without social status to interrupt as little as possible when they speak. And they also made corresponding apology, so what else can they say?

It is already enough to tolerate an adult who apologized to a child. What other behaviors can he do? Do he pursue the victory? Do he ask him to kneel down and beg for mercy? Or should he just expose his hypocritical face and give up the task to go back? Of course, these are impossible options. Because Xue Zhixia is a perfect disease and a true perfectionist.

So she just took a deep breath and exhaled.

"Sorry, I was a little excited."

"Ah hahaha, it doesn't matter, it's okay. It's normal for young people to fight for their rights. There are some candies here, so eat some candies to calm your breath. Well? The snacks are also delicious. Although they are a little damp after a long time, they are rare. Eat more, so are the little girls over there."

The editor pulled a stack of plates with a warm smile and greeted the two girls. The two just took a little bit of each other and put them in their mouths. After nodding politely, they stopped talking. They could also feel that the air here was not a friendly place for them, or for the entire student school.

"Well, in short, I actually don't like preaching very much, nor do I like those big talk."

After taking a sip of tea, the editor leaned on the chair with a smile, and said to the class representative with a relaxed look on his face.

"I know, at your age, you all like things in the spiritual sense very much. Well, everyone has ever been that age. After all, everyone has been young and didn't think so much at that time. To put it bluntly, it's just that I'm idle and nothing to do. If I'm really busy, who would think of so many useless things? My mind is filled with work, so many things will naturally be omitted. So, I was a little excited just now and said something too much, don't care."

The editor raised the cup at them, and then turned his gaze to me again. Looking at his gradually serious expression, I couldn't help but smile and began to correct my sitting position.

It seems that the excuse of suppressing people is about to appear.

"Just as I just said, you are actually not the time to come. To be honest, we can't even borrow the cat's paws. Don't look at me like this now, I slept for one day after working for four consecutive days?"

"That sounds really a huge amount of work. What happened?"

"That's to say, there's a light novel award recently, contacting the publishing house, contacting the printing house, confirming the book number, negotiating the author, and the manuscript remuneration and the division into those messy things. Hachiman, do you know it too? And now we are not as crowded as we were back then, so we can be said to be really busy. It's great that you come here."

"Hey? Then we can't help much, after all, it's just a group of students. If you use students, any mistakes will be almost certain. Wouldn't you be busier then?"

"There is no such thing? Isn't it good to let students exercise more? You guys are right?"

The editor waved his hand with a cup and nodded to Xuezhixia and the others with a passionate smile.

"Hey? Ahhh, what about?"

Taking this invisible courage, the Chinese class representative subconsciously responded. Looking at the Chinese class representative who had already responded, Xue Zhixia could only sigh subtly and stood up to express that he had no objection.

"Yes, that's great! I'll find another editor later, and then you can learn from her a little. She is a super gentle beauty? There are countless things published in her hands - huh?" A ringtone suddenly came from her waist. The editor's face changed slightly as he looked at the number on it, but he immediately changed his smile to the few of us.

"Sorry, I'll answer the phone. Let's go for a meal later. Several seniors also want to get together. Maybe they have to drag Feng in the future. You must get along well. By the way, the two ladies should work harder? Our requirements are very strict. Come on, let's go. The dinner has been booked. Hello, ah, is it Ao Sang..." The editor walked out of the door with the phone holding up, without caring about the mood of the few people left in the room.

"…Are we going to work? And it's the kind of strict? Didn't it mean it's just a visit?"

"Well, yes. It seems that I've made a mistake in judgment."

Under the snow, he closed his eyes gently.

"Then, I wish you a happy job."

I stood up and patted the dust on my body, turned around and walked out of the door. I completely ignored the Chinese class representative behind me who was asking for help, and was ready to pray to me.

Dialogues have almost nothing to do with them, but they have hasty determine their destiny. While adults should not interrupt their words, they also determine their destiny. This kind of thing seems unreasonable, but in fact, it is inevitable and a correct phenomenon before creating value on their own. It can be said to be the transmission of emotions.

As for what happens? That's because you are not qualified.

Without creating value, children parasitized on others can only wait for their independence. They can only protect themselves from growing quietly under the wings of their parents and wait for the opportunity to spread their wings and fly high. Apart from this, they have no right to speak.
Chapter completed!