Since college, Shi Yin hasn't had dinner with anyone at home.

She used to live with her roommate when she was in the dormitory. She moved out in her sophomore year. This kind of conversation of "what do you want to eat" and "it depends on you, what do you want to eat" sitting cross-legged on the sofa in home clothes no longer existed in her life.

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Shi Yin felt that it was not good for the editor-in-chief to eat takeout at noon and also eat takeout at night, so he suggested: "Editor-in-chief, how about we go out to eat?"

Gu Congli glanced at her: "It's up to you."

She fluttered and jumped off the sofa. After thinking about it, she sat back down and said, "Forget it, let's order takeout. I didn't wash my hair."

Gu Congli had expected it and didn't move. He looked at the computer calmly: "Well, it's up to you."

"Then what do you eat?"

"what ever."

"Is there anything in particular you want to eat?"

"No, it's okay."

Shi Yin nodded and flipped through the app interface on his phone: "Then I'll just click on it."

The man didn't say anything, he looked serious and focused.

Seeing him like this, Shi Yin couldn't be lazy. He hadn't started drawing the manuscript of "Hong Ming" yet. In addition, this person was sitting here, guarding him like a teacher checking homework. After she ordered the takeout, she ran away obediently.

Go to the study room and prepare to start drawing the manuscript of the first chapter of the new series.

The house was very quiet, with two people in a room each doing their own things. Shi Yin was getting better at painting, concentrating on drawing out the characters with his pen, without paying attention to the surroundings at all.

Until the doorbell rings.

Shi Yin raised his head. In the living room, Gu Congli had already stood up and opened the door. Shi Yin heard the lively voice of the takeaway boy and the man's calm thank you. After a few seconds of silence, the security door closed.

Shi Yin quickly held the pen and lowered his head, looking attentive.

Gu Congli walked to the study door with two bags in one hand and knocked on the door frame of her room.

Shi Yin raised his head with a confused look on his face, trying hard to show an expression like "I'm so good and awesome. I've been working hard on painting and I'm not distracted. Why are you looking for me?" and said blankly: "What's wrong?"

The man expressionlessly picked up the bag and held it high. The iconic red, white and black KFC on it was facing her with a bright smile: "Did you order it?"

"Yes," Shi Yin showed a bright smile, "I also asked for two chocolate sundaes, did he give them to you? They haven't melted yet, right?"

Gu Congli ignored her, turned around and walked out, put the bag in his hand on the small bar, stuffed the ice cream into the refrigerator, stood at the door of the kitchen and started to roll up his sleeves.

Shi Yin followed him out and saw him rolling up his sleeves slowly, walking into the kitchen and opening the fresh-keeping layer of the refrigerator.

She was stunned, lying on the small bar and looking at him: "Editor-in-Chief, don't you like burgers?"

Gu Congli scanned her refrigerator, which contained juice, beer, soda, cola, yogurt, chocolate, and a soy milk box for dessert. There were no vegetables or anything else.

One can only imagine what kind of life this woman lived.

He frowned and was about to open the freezer layer below when Shi Yin whispered: "I don't have anything to eat at home. If you don't like it, I'll order something else for you."

The voice sounded weak.

Gu Congli turned around and saw her lying on the small bar that separated the kitchen and the living room. Her long hair was spread out and hanging down the edge of the table. She raised her eyelashes and looked at him carefully with her dark almond-shaped eyes.

This look is extremely familiar.

Gu Congli closed the refrigerator door, turned around and walked over, taking out a hamburger from the bag: "That's it."

Shi Yin curled up the corners of his lips.

She actually has selfish motives.

She didn't have time to see the beautiful sight of the deity ordering a box lunch for takeout. Wouldn't it be more delicious to see the deity eating a burger?

Shi Yin felt that she was still very kind. She hadn't ordered a Big Mac from McDonald's yet.

She lay on the bar and watched as he took the burger out of the box, slowly opened the wrapper, pinched it, and brought it to his lips.

Then it stopped.

He looked up at her.

Shi Yin's eyes were bright and she looked at him with eager eyes.

Gu Congli asked calmly: "Do you want me to feed you?"

"..."

Shi Yin almost choked on his saliva.

She coughed twice, the tips of her ears turned red, and rubbed them hard twice. The girl's heart seemed to be aroused for some reason, and then it bounced around in her body for a while and then quickly returned to its original position.

seconds.

Shi Yin answered the question very sensibly: "I think so."

Gu Congli: "..."

After dinner, Gu Congli's computer ran out of power. He told Shi Yin about the final episode of "echo" and the summer newcomer awards before leaving.

There was no such thing as weekends in Shi Yin's job, but the editor did. Gu Congli's class was working overtime, from nine in the morning to six in the evening, which made Shi Yin couldn't help but glance at his hair with concern.

Editor Zhao used to only work overtime when the deadline was almost here. He only worked with her for a year, and her hair was falling out at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

After Gu Congli left, Shi Yin shared this worry with Fang Shu, threw away the pen in his hand, leaned in his chair and typed: [Zi Zhu, I feel like Gu Congli is going bald.]

Fang Shu replied instantly: [?]

Then she exploded: "Every time you come to talk to me, it's because of a man, so fuck me."

Shi Yin: [Hey, we were chatting so well, why are we still jealous? I really think he is going to be bald. Look at all my editors, none of them have thick hair. ]

She felt a little melancholy as she said: "Perhaps when he starts losing his hair, all my thoughts about him will disappear. After all, my love for him seems to be based on his appearance."

Fang Shu laughed at her: [Do you still have time to mourn your unreasonable thoughts? Have you finished the homework assigned by Teacher Gu? 】

"..."

Shi Yin glanced melancholy at the thirty-page storyboard draft in front of him.

One wave comes after another.

Each mountain is higher than the other.

The homework is endless.

I will never finish writing it in my lifetime.

August is approaching, and Shi Yin officially embarks on a journey to rush for a manuscript again. She is so busy that she has a nervous breakdown. She must be holding a digital tablet when she opens her eyes. Even things like eating and bathing are controlled by her.

In ten minutes.

Liang Qiushi has become accustomed to her rhythm. When she is free, she spends a lot of time at home. When she is busy, she doesn't even have time to go home, so she can just bring her sleeping bag.

It was the first time for the new assistant to encounter such a battle. In the first few days, he could barely keep up with the rhythm, but later he cried and wanted to resign.

Shi Yin is extremely busy right now. One assistant is really too busy, and he has to take time to appease the new assistant - this little girl's hair is disheveled, her lips are white, her eyes are bloodshot, and she is grabbing her right wrist with her left hand and tearing her heart out.

Split Lung said: "Teacher!! I really can't do it anymore!! I haven't slept well for three days!!!"

Shi Yin was holding a digital tablet and working hard on the manuscript. Hearing this, he waved his hand and said seriously: "It's not easy to be a cartoonist. If you can't adapt to this kind of intense work, you won't be able to stick to it when you debut."

Can’t go down.”

The new assistant also just graduated from college and wanted to draw comics passionately. Although he graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts, he had no experience in drawing comics before. He submitted two drafts but they all came to nothing. He was rejected and never heard from again.

Listening to what Shi Yin said, she hesitated for three seconds, and then said sadly: "Teacher, I won't draw comics anymore. I will find a job in an advertising agency or design tomorrow."

Shi Yin: "..."

Shi Yin:?

I promised that I would sacrifice my life and blood for my dream if I was full of passion.

Shi Yin thought for a moment, put down his pen, and said seriously: "Wait a moment."

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and sent Editor Zhao a WeChat message: [Brother Zhao.]

Editor Zhao: [Teacher Shi Yi, what’s wrong?]

Shi Yin: [Is the editor in chief here? 】

Editor Zhao: [Yes.]

Shi Yin: [Can you take a photo of him for me, or do you have a photo of him in your album, can you send it to me? 】

"..."

Editor Zhao felt that Teacher Yi was going crazy rushing to finish the manuscript. Why was he saving a photo of a man on his phone when he had nothing to do?

Editor Zhao was speechless for a moment, then opened the camera that came with WeChat, raised his phone to the editor's desk, clicked and sent.

Editor Zhao: [What are you going to do? Don’t infringe on our editor-in-chief’s portrait rights, people will die.]

Shi Yin calmly opened it and loaded it.

The man sat quietly behind a long and wide desk, looking at the computer attentively. He had long eyes, thin lips and a high bridge of nose, with a cold and indifferent expression.
To be continued...