Shi Yin felt that the Gu Congli whom she had known for years was probably not the same person as the one she knew.

Even though the other person is standing next to her now, she just called grandma to the old man sitting opposite her a few seconds ago.

Based on the information given by the old man and Shi Yin's understanding of the old man's personality during this period, Shi Yin reasoned that her little grandson should be very similar to her personality, more lively, gentle and healthy, and very popular.

, maybe not tall and average looking, because I still can’t find a girlfriend.

However.

However.

Shi Yin expressionlessly raised his head slowly.

After not seeing each other for several months, the man is still as cold as ice, and the temperament of the cold moon in the cold pond is vividly reflected in him.

He is still as handsome and as beautiful as a flower, but as soon as he stops here, the eyes of beauties with devilish figures from various gyms start to glance at him.

Shi Yin didn't know what the old man was still worried about. How could her grandson look like someone who couldn't find a wife?

It seemed like this man could even open a harem for her if he wanted to.

She was sitting on her seat, not knowing how to say hello, but Gu Congli looked calm and nodded to her lightly: "Teacher Shi Yi is also working out here?"

He said "Shi Yi Teacher" and Shi Yin immediately felt creepy and had goosebumps on his skin.

The feeling of bullying one's master and destroying one's ancestors came out again.

Shi Yin resisted the goosebumps all over his body due to the cold, and shrank his shoulders slightly: "Yes."

"What a coincidence."

"What a coincidence."

silence.

The old lady was sitting opposite, looking at this and that, and said with a smile, "Do you two know each other?"

Shi Yin didn't know if the old man understood the relationship between comics authors and editors, so he simply simplified it: "We are related at work, so we should be considered colleagues."

Grandma said "Ah!" and clapped her hands: "Isn't that just a friend?" Grandma continued to look at Shi Yin with a smile, "How about it, I'm not lying to you, am I gentle or not?"

Gu Congli: "..."

Shi Yin: "..."

Shi Yin nodded and said sincerely: "Gentle, I have never seen anyone as gentle as the editor-in-chief."

Gu Congli: "..."

Gu Congli came to pick them up, and took the old man away without saying a few words. Grandma Gu seemed to really want Shi Yin to eat with them, and she persisted in mentioning it several times, and was still reluctant to leave when she finally left.

Shi Yin carried her bag and followed them out of the gym, watching the old man get into the car.

She saw Gu Congli's car for the first time. It was a shield-shaped car in red, yellow and black colors, with a horse in the middle.

Nowadays, the salary of the editor-in-chief of a publishing house is really high, enough to buy a Porsche.

After Grandma Gu got in the car, she lowered the window and stretched her head to look at her: "Little girl, where is your home? Let's take you back."

Shi Yin smiled: "No need to bother, my home is in the neighborhood next to it, it takes less than ten minutes to walk there."

Grandma said "oh" regretfully and left reluctantly.

After the car drove for a while, Shi Yin turned around and walked toward the community.

Grandma Gu was sitting in the car, holding the rearview mirror and looking back, watching the figure getting smaller and smaller.

Gu Congli turned his head and raised the car window a little: "Grandma, no one can see anymore."

Grandma Gu turned her head with a smile: "I'm just asking you, why do you suddenly don't know which muscle is wrong? Why should you apply for a fitness card for me? I am already 70 or 80 years old and you insist on imitating those young athletes."

Who is it that you take the time to send me here every day? Why did you originally make it here?"

Gu Congli said calmly: "No, I just think you are bored and bored at home every day. Wouldn't it be nice to go out and do some activities?"

"You can lie to other girls, but you still want to lie to me?" Grandma Gu sighed, rolled her eyes, thought about it but couldn't help it, and moved closer, "I told you to live in the community next to this.

If you buy a house next to it, it's all over. The one who is near the water and the terrace gets the money first."

Before he could speak, Grandma Gu added, "But you've always had a good idea since you were a child. You must have some ideas of your own. Tell me, how do you want Grandma to help you?"

Gu Congli smiled: "As long as you are happy, I just applied for a card for you and didn't tell you what I was going to do. If you can chat with her, it means you are destined to her and it has nothing to do with me."

"You brat, you're so good at getting an advantage," Grandma Gu laughed and scolded, but couldn't help but say happily, "You have good taste, this little girl is really lovable, and has a good personality, but she's a bit petty.

twenty-three."

Gu Congli said nothing and turned the steering wheel to get on the bridge.

In Shi Yin's previous circle of friends, even if there was no positioning, there was only a gym like this next to her home. She was lazy and would definitely not leave the one next to her home instead of looking far away, so 80% of the people who came here would be this one.

She goes to bed before 10:30 in the morning. When she wakes up, she has to stay in bed and order takeout. The only time left is in the afternoon or evening. Her activity time is also easy to guess.

It’s just that when this person goes to the gym, she posts to her friends to check in, and every photo she takes is wearing her greasy, chocolate personal trainer.

Gu Congli stared in front of him indifferently, his fingers on the steering wheel tightened unconsciously, a sense of irritability slowly and long-lasting, eroding his nerves bit by bit, rushing into his brain, and arousing a weak desire for destruction.

Grandma Gu was sitting in the passenger seat, still talking, slapping her thighs, and her loud voice brought him back to his senses: "I'm twenty-three, what about you? You're almost thirty, and you still want to do something to me?"

A girl in her early twenties is starting to attack," Grandma Gu tilted her head and said coolly, "You have a pretty good idea, but they must think you are old."

Gu Congli: "..."

In mid-September, Shi Yin received the ranking of the final chapter of "echo".

Ranking fourth is her best result so far in this series. The top three are all color comics.

Color comics are currently the most popular in China, and "Red Moon" currently has no compulsory requirements for the works being serialized. However, because readers prefer color comics, and color comics are more likely to gain popularity, many comics being serialized will choose color.

Generally, the easiest time for a comic to compete in the rankings is with the cross-page color illustrations and the ending. This time Shi Yin only got the fourth place in the popularity vote even with the two combined.

Shi Yin is very optimistic. A magazine has published more than a dozen articles, and she can get fourth place. She is already satisfied.

But this also means that her good days are about to come to an end again.

Rushing for a manuscript are the two most beautiful words in life.

Gu Congli asked her to draw the storyboard draft of the second episode and give it to him next week. Shi Yin actually had no motivation. The results of the Newcomer Award had not been announced yet, and he had no idea whether he would be able to get the chance to be serialized in the top three.

However, she has a strong interest and expectation in this article. The characters of Hong Ming and Daxia Longque, the general environment background, the use of swords as the protagonists, and the collision of metal weapons in the battle scenes are all better than the use of sound as a weapon in "echo"

More powerful.

Shi Yin could not forget Lin Youhe's evaluation of "Shi Yi" as a cartoonist.

It's not passionate, it's like playing house, and the battle scenes are so weak that it's not exciting to watch.

If she could use the subject matter as an excuse for the last book, this one is completely different. Shi Yin spent a lot of time perfecting the script and pondering the style of painting and storyboards. She revised and revised the drafts of the storyboards.

I didn’t draw a few pictures during the week.

Shi Yin was still thinking about what kind of excuse she would give when Gu Congli asked her for a manuscript next week so that it would be more legitimate and reasonable.

In the end, he didn't mention it at all, and only sent her a WeChat message saying that it would pass tomorrow.

It was still half past nine in the morning, and Shi Yin was still sleeping.

It's still the annoying doorbell-ringing style that makes you want to get angry.

There was no need to ask who it was. Shi Yin was so annoyed that he covered himself with the quilt and groaned. He groaned, sat up, took out his underwear from the sofa next to him, put it on, went out and opened the door, leaning against the door frame, drooping.

Looking at him with eyelids.

And this guy even tilted his head slightly, looking very innocent: "I told you yesterday that I would come."

Shi Yin's eyes turned red: "But you didn't say you would come over at 9:30 again. Editor, can't we meet in the afternoon?"

"My working time is precious."

"My sleep time is also precious."

"I see that you don't think your sleep time is valuable at all."

Shi Yin felt that she was going to have a nervous breakdown if she did this a few more times. She leaned against the wall softly and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her knuckles: "Then I will give you a key. I beg you, can you not do it again in the future?"

Ring my doorbell.”

Gu Congli took out slippers from the shoe cupboard in a familiar manner: "It's almost half past nine, it's time to get up."

She said expressionlessly: "I didn't go to bed until four o'clock yesterday."

"Really," he said calmly, "Then you should adjust your schedule."

"..."

Shi Yin wanted to curse someone.

She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and let it out for a long time. Finally, she couldn't hold it back anymore, lowered her head, made a slight movement of her lips, and cursed him silently.

Gu Congli had already entered the room. He put his laptop on the small bar and bent down with his back to her. His shirt wrinkled along with the texture of his muscles and bones, outlining the lines of his shoulder blades. He suddenly said, "No swearing."

Shi Yin: "..."

Have you opened your eyes?
To be continued...