Shi Yin wondered if Gu Congli had taken the wrong medicine. Ever since he ran into Liang Qiushi last time, he had started to attack the girl's heart like crazy.

It's just that his expression was cold and indifferent, with no ups and downs of emotions. It was no different from before. He looked like he was just stating the facts calmly, which made it impossible for people to think of it in this way.

But this did not affect Shi Yin's heartbeat. Even though he knew that his words should be of the same nature as his "you are my author" not long after they reunited, he still couldn't help it.

Secretly, I feel a little happy.

The Newcomer Award Ceremony was on Friday. After she said she would go, Editor Zhao quickly sent her a WeChat message to confirm.

After receiving a positive reply, Editor Zhao put down his cell phone, sat in a chair and rowed a long distance away. He couldn't help but sigh: "It's different..."

The editor sitting next to him looked at his changed face and asked curiously: "What's wrong? What's different?"

Editor Zhao touched his sparse hair, turned his head, and secretly glanced at the editor-in-chief sitting in the back. After confirming that the editor-in-chief was busy with his head lowered and had not noticed the movement at all, he whispered: "Shi

Oh, in the past few years, how many events did she participate in that only required appearances, but our editor-in-chief took action and got it done immediately?"

The editor was also a little surprised: "Isn't that what you brought before?"

"Yeah, the one with the "echo" painting."

Shi Yin rarely showed up in the editorial department. Even when she came, she was waiting for Editor Zhao to come find her, so there were not many people in the editorial department who had seen her.

The editor couldn't help but be a little curious: "I remember Teacher Shi Yi is a woman, what does she look like?"

Editor Zhao fell silent.

The editor looked at his thinking expression and understood clearly: "It's hard to describe in words?"

"It's really hard to describe. In fact, I've always been curious," Editor Zhao looked at him deeply, "She clearly has a face that makes her debut just by washing her hair, so why didn't she take the opportunity to sketch out her character."

edit:"……"

So how much does Mr. Shi Yi dislike washing his hair?

This editor's brain circuit and focus were very strange, and he was also very popular. Therefore, before leaving get off work, everyone in the editorial department of "Red Moon" knew that the mysterious teacher Shi Yi would be here for this newcomer award.

And be mentally prepared, because this teacher doesn't like to wash his hair.

Of course, it quickly reached editor Gu’s ears.

After the meeting that afternoon, Gu Congli was the last one to go out. As he walked out, he talked to the intern next to him. After he finished talking about the business, the intern looked at him with a hesitant expression on his face: "Well, editor-in-chief."

"Um?"

"Is it true that Mr. Shiyi hasn't washed his hair for several months?"

Gu Congli: "..."

Teacher Shi Yi, who hadn't washed his hair for several months, didn't know that he wasn't famous in the comics industry yet, but had already become famous within the editorial department of "Red Moon". The rumors intensified, and some of them turned into "You know Teacher Shi Yi?"

Why never shows up, because she has never washed her hair since she was born" trend.

Because of this, everyone is looking forward to seeing her at this Newcomer Awards ceremony.

This time it happened to be the turn of Yaoguang Society to host the event. As a leader in the industry, Yaoguang Society is also famous for its generosity. It has never been short on cards and has generously booked banquet halls in top hotels.

Shi Yin had very few formal attires and only had two fragrant little black dresses for this kind of occasion. She was planning to make an appointment with Fang Shu to go shopping for some outfits, but she received a courier by express delivery the next day.

There is a small dress inside, and even the matching shoes are ready.

The sender was an independent private custom-made women's clothing store with no name. Shi Yin was confused. He asked Fang Shu, Liang Qiushi and several others, but they all said they didn't know.

She didn't move and put it aside.

Although that outfit is indeed very good-looking, and it is also the number she wears.

That night, she received a call from Gu Congli.

It had been a few months since Gu Congli took over as her editor-in-chief, but this was the first time the two of them talked on the phone. This person either used WeChat or went directly to her house. Shi Yin didn't even save his phone number.

She looked at the unfamiliar number, pushed the tablet, picked it up casually, and said casually, "Hello?"

"Do you like the dress?"

Shi Yin was stunned for a moment and stopped writing: "Editor in chief?"

"Um."

"Did you send that skirt?"

"Yeah." His voice was light and a little carefree.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the night was getting dark. Gu Congli was quiet. Occasionally there was the sound of turning the pages of a book. Shi Yin judged that he should be at home. He might have just taken a bath. He was in the bedroom. He might be lying on the bed casually, turning the pages.

I was reading a book and calling her at the same time.

Shi Yin imagined it for a moment, and the image emerged clearly in his mind involuntarily, including the long legs slightly bent, the abdominal muscles and chest under the loose tie pajamas, and then the mermaid lines and hair that were half hidden inside, and then

Below is——

She blushed, raised her hands to cover her face with a "pop", loosened her hands, and dropped her phone on the table with a thud.

Shi Yin hurriedly let go and picked up the phone again.

Gu Congli seemed to be quiet for a while. When she picked it up, she happened to hear him ask, "What's wrong?"

Shi Yin quickly said it was nothing, licked his lips, and rubbed his still hot face with one hand.

She studied painting, so she didn't know much about the structure of the human body. The picture she drew in her mind was so clear that she couldn't even add a little ambiguity to it, and she didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

I’ve never eaten pork, so I don’t know if the real Gu Congli looked that ugly.

Maybe if the object resembles its owner, the little gift would look better.

"..."

Stop it.

Shi Yin covered his head and lowered his head, hitting his forehead on the table with another "thud" sound.

There was a tinkling sound on her side for a while, and she didn't know what it was doing, so Gu Congli fell silent.

When it finally calmed down, he said: "Are you demolishing the house?"

"No," Shi Yin said in a muffled voice, holding his head against the table with one hand, his ears red and hot, "I just knocked my head."

Gu Congli didn't ask any more questions. He had no idea what was going on in the mind of the little girl on the other end of the phone. He said calmly: "I'll pick you up on Friday. You have to prepare in advance."

Shi Yin said "Hey", raised his head, rested his chin on the desktop, and looked at the half-drawn manuscript on the computer: "No, just send me the address and I'll just go there myself."

"It's okay. The editor also brought the other authors with him, otherwise they wouldn't be found." Gu Congli said casually.

It was the first time Shi Yin participated in this kind of thing, so she didn't doubt his presence. She turned her head and put her ear against the cold table to cool down, and said in a small voice: "I'd like to trouble you..."

"No trouble."

"That……"

Can I hang up?

She was lying on the table picking her fingers, thinking about what to say, when Gu Congli suddenly called her: "Shi Yin."

She subconsciously responded: "Huh?"

"Remember to wear a skirt."

On Friday, Fang Shu happened to come over.

Shi Yin originally planned to go shopping for clothes with her, but now that he has clothes to wear, there is no need to go. Miss Fang is still idle at home. She just came back from Dunhuang some time ago and plans to travel around the great rivers and mountains of the motherland while she is not employed.

Otherwise, you won’t have so much time when you get to work.

It was afternoon when she arrived. Shi Yin had just taken a shower, his hair had not yet dried, and he was sitting in front of the dressing table putting on makeup.

The things Gu Congli sent were casually placed on the bed without opening them.

Fang Shu came in and opened it, paused, and raised his head: "Is this the clothing provided by your publishing house?"

Shi Yin was applying eyeliner: "Gu Congli sent it here."

Fang Shu took out the pair of Jimmy Choos from the box and raised them in front of her, but hesitated to speak.

Shi Yin said patiently: "I transferred the money for the shoes to him via WeChat. I don't know how much this skirt is. I'll ask him today."

"He accepted it?"

"No, so I transferred it again via Alipay."

Fang Shu's expression was a little relieved, but also a little complicated: "So what's going on with you two now?"

Shi Yin slowly applied her mascara: "What's going on?"

"Didn't you say that you still have bad thoughts about him now?"

"Didn't I also say that I would just think about it?"

Fang Shu still held the shoes in his hand and said nothing.

She has known Shiyin for many years, she understands her, and she also knows how much impact that incident in high school had on her.

Selfishly, Fang Shu didn't want her to have any more involvement with Gu Congli.

But sometimes fate is very magical, as if there is an invisible thread that pulls this person to her again little by little.
To be continued...