There was still half a cup of pickled plum juice left, and Shi Yin held the cup tightly in his hand, standing at the door in a daze.

Editor Zhao was the first to react. The two of them stared at each other for half a minute. Editor Zhao lowered his hand in the air and looked at her and blinked: "Teacher Shi Yi, why are you closing the door?"

Shi Yin's expression was a little dull. He looked at him for a long time, said "ah" and said in a daze: "What did he just say?"

Editor Zhao: "..."

Editor Zhao: "He said he is the new editor-in-chief of "Red Moon"."

Shi Yin nodded: "My name is Gu Congli."

Editor Zhao said: "Yes, Gu Congli."

Shi Yin looked at him with faint eyes: "You don't need to repeat it, I know his name."

"..."

Editor Zhao felt that since this was the last time we worked together, it was better not to worry too much about some things.

He took a deep breath: "Teacher Shi Yi, please open the door. That is our editor-in-chief himself, not a suspicious person."

Shi Yin stopped talking again.

She just stood at the door, her fingers holding the glass so hard that her fingertips turned white.

She was in a daze for more than ten seconds, then raised her head again in a daze, licked her lips, and asked nervously: "How do I look now?"

Editor Zhao didn't react: "What?"

"do I look good?"

"..."

To be fair, although Shi Yin's facial features cannot be said to be stunning, she is definitely a beautiful girl.

Even though she is currently wearing a set of pure cotton long-sleeved pajamas, plush slippers, and a light pink rabbit ear plush towel headband on her head, all the fluffy bits of hair at her hairline have been brushed up,

Showing her smooth and plump forehead, she looks like the kind of Internet-addicted otaku in Japanese dramas and comics.

Her skin is very white, her nose is straight, and her almond-shaped eyes are dark and bright. She obviously has a feeling of being unmotivated all over her body, but when she stares at you, she gives people a very deep concentration.

feel.

It seems that there is nothing more important in this world than listening to you.

Editor Zhao said honestly: "It looks good."

Shi Yin finally relaxed, raised his eyes and said solemnly: "Then I'll open the door."

Her expression was too serious and her slender body was straight. She looked like she was about to meet with the president of the country.

Editor Zhao, who was fucked by her, was a little nervous for some reason. He couldn't help but straighten his waist and nodded: "Let's go."

Shi Yin turned around again and put his hand on the doorknob.

Did she really not expect that she would see Gu Congli again, or in this case, he seemed to have become her editor-in-chief.

From a teacher to an editor, Gu Congli's scope of coverage can be said to be very broad.

Shi Yin thought of the phrase "teacher" that he just blurted out.

He should have heard it, but it seemed like he didn't.

There was no trace of surprise in her eyes, and her calm and indifferent look made Shi Yin's intense reaction a little too strange.

Shi Yin lowered his eyes in annoyance and tried to relax the stiff corners of his lips.

Women must be delicate when reuniting with old acquaintances after a long separation.

Be calm, be calm, be cool, be calm, be as if nothing has happened.

Especially since this old acquaintance is so awesome and coaxing.

She took two deep breaths, adjusted her facial expression to the most natural and dignified look, and in one breath, pressed the door handle and opened the door: "Sorry, I--"

There was no one at the door.

Shi Yin's voice stopped abruptly.

She held a cup of sour plum soup and stood at the door, looking at the empty corridor in front of her expressionlessly.

The awesome editor Gu left without even a trace of him.

Gu Congli has a bad temper.

Shi Yin discovered it many years ago.

Although he seems to be indifferent and indifferent, as if nothing can catch his eye and nothing can make him care, in fact it is all fake.

He is a young master who cannot do anything well at all.

The window in the living room was open, the air was fresh in the morning, and the sunlight was very thin. Shi Yin lay on the sofa upside down, with his legs hanging from the back of the sofa, looking straight at the ceiling.

Liang Qiushi came over with a bowl of milk, holding cereal in the other hand, put it on the coffee table, poured it, put the spoon aside, and tapped the edge of the table with his finger: "Teacher."

Shi Yin scurried down, his head facing the ground, and he looked up at him with his eyes raised.

Liang Qiushi's mouth twitched: "What about practicing yoga?"

Shi Yin sighed: "It's autumn..."

"..."

Liang Qiushi said expressionlessly: "Qiushi."

"Shiqiu..."

"Qiushi."

"Ball ball."

"..."

Liang Qiushi had been Shi Yin's assistant for a year, and knew that the more this person talked to her, the more she would do nothing. He no longer even had the desire to correct her, so he simply hugged a comic book and sat on the sofa next to him to read without saying a word.

Shi Yin turned his legs to the side, turned over on the sofa, sat up cross-legged, and drooped his eyelids listlessly: "Qiuqiu, have you ever been in love?"

Liang Qiushi paused, raised his head, and looked at her defensively: "No."

Shi Yin pinched the spoon and stirred the cereal in the bowl one after another: "Oh, is there anyone who likes it?"

Liang Qiushi lowered her head again and focused on the comic in her hand: "I will always like Kinomoto Sakura."

Shi Yin pondered for a long time, then asked slowly: "Then if you meet someone you met in high school, and you are expected to have close contact in the future for one reason or another, what will you do?"

Assistant Liang suddenly understood and understood instantly: "How old are you? Teacher Shiyi, you are still in love as a puppy."

"..."

Shi Yin casually picked up a pillow from the sofa and threw it over: "What did I say that we are old friends? We already said that we are acquaintances. Can you be more clear-minded?"

Liang Qiushi understood very well: "It's just someone you've liked anyway." He leaned forward and said mysteriously, "This kind of thing still needs to be seen. What do you want?"

Shi Yin: "Is there still a choice?"

Liang Qiushi: "Of course. Since he was the person he liked when he was young, it depends on whether you still like him or not."

Shi Yin was stunned.

After a long while, he hesitated and asked: "Do you still like it?"

"Create conditions to sleep with him." Liang Qiushi answered simply.

Shi Yin looked at him with difficulty, "I don't like it anymore."

"Let him go."

"..."

After all, Liang Qiushi is a man who has never been in love. He is also an otaku who is not interested in anything except comics and light novels. His girlfriend is D.va Sagiri Kinomoto Sakura. Shiyin doesn't expect him to come up with anything constructive.

comments or suggestions.

Editor Gu simply left three days ago because he was locked out, and has not shown up again for three days. Since he is his new editor, Shi Yin asked Editor Zhao for Gu Congli’s WeChat account afterwards, and made mental preparations all night.

I took out pen and paper and wrote countless speeches, and finally made up my mind to add him as a friend before going to bed, preparing to apologize and talk about work-related matters.

God is not as good as man, so Shi Yin kept sending him friend requests at the frequency of 10:30 every night. He sent them like this for three days in a row, but they still didn't get through.

What an ancestor.

Shi Yin was in a trance on the first day, anxious on the second day, gnashing his teeth on the third day, and shaking like Parkinson's when facing the WeChat interface on his phone. Finally, he threw the phone on the bed with a slap and stared at the lighted up screen angrily.

mobile phone screen.

You are awesome, you are great.

Do you love!add!no!add!

How about I stop serving you?

Shi Yin scratched his hair irritably, jumped out of bed, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The girl in the bathroom mirror had messy hair, a pale face, and heavy dark circles under her eyes. She looked listless, and she looked like she hadn't had a good rest.
To be continued...