This arrogant star is so charming

Chapter 66 Sansheng is lucky to meet you

After 08:30 in the evening, Chu Fan finished walking the dog and returned to his warm home.

Home is a shelter from the wind and rain. It is a very happy thing to imagine that it is freezing outside and the wind and rain are precarious, hiding in a home that is indifferent to the world and as stable as a mountain.

People who don't have a home are so pitiful.

Chu Fan untied the dog leash for Madam Niu and let her go to rest.

Originally, the energy was almost exhausted, and when she met Doudou, Mrs. Niu was completely exhausted.

Children's energy is no less than that of dogs, and they are evenly matched.

Not long after Dou Dou came downstairs, Mrs. Niu, who had already walked two streets, was naturally no match for Dou Dou. In the end, she lay down on the ground and refused to get up, letting Dou Dou drag her by her hind legs and continue playing.

"Mom." While changing the slippers, Chu Fan called Li Yu a few times, but there was no response.

The two elders were probably not at home and went for a walk, only Xiao Tiantian was there.

Exhausted, Mrs. Niu walked into the dog cage on the balcony, closed the door, and lay down on the mat to rest.

Xiao Tiantian jumped off the sofa in the living room, ran to the balcony, and rolled all over the floor in front of the dog cage.

Mrs. Niu opened her eyelids, feeling weak, like a dead fat cat, and was startled again.

Little Teddy wanted to growl and call the dog owner over, but in the end he chose not to speak.

When the owner of the dog comes over, at most he can chase away the dead fat cat and forget about it, and go about his own business.

And the dead fat cat has been doing nothing, idle, and has a lot of time to fight with it.

The owner of the dog was a real dog. After teasing the beautiful woman so that the strong smell of courtship came out from his body, he quickly showed his cards, saying that he was not the rightful owner, but a friend of the rightful owner.

The beauties didn't believe it at first, but the dog owner took a lot of effort to convince her, but she was so sad that she almost cried.

After taking a shower, Chu Fan comfortably entered the study and continued to create.

The internal lottery required a 10-word text and a few hundred-word outline. Chu Fan worked hard until 30:[-], but he hadn't been rushed out yet, so he had to move back to his room.

The goal in the study is too big, and it is easy to be said by parents.

If you hide in the room, you are less likely to be found staying up late.

After twelve o'clock, Chu Fan finally drove out the manuscript.

After checking it again, it was already past 12:30, Chu Fan merged it into one document and sent it to the editor in charge by email, waiting for the review result.

After finishing these, Chu Fan turned off the computer, opened the door lightly and went out to wash.

After washing up, he didn't go back to the room immediately, but stood on the living room balcony.

The light shows on the outer walls of those high-rise buildings in the distant business district have long been extinguished, and many buildings are only flickering with lights. This time period is the low period of the city that never sleeps.

During the day, it poured out and sprinkled the streets and alleys. Countless people are now hiding in residential houses, quiet down, and fall asleep.

Dreamland is another world, some people say that is the real hometown.

"Compared to the daytime, it's really quiet now." Chu Fan looked down at Xiao Tiantian.

It fell asleep just now, and was woken up by Chu Fan walking back and forth. It squatted on the balcony, blowing the night wind, watching the world outside the balcony.

Little Teddy was in the cage, with his butt out, sleeping like a dead pig, unaware that there was a man and a cat behind him wasting time in the real world.

"Xiao Tiantian, do you like me?" Chu Fan knelt down and stretched out a palm towards the little fat cat.

Xiao Tiantian glanced at Chu Fan, without making a sound, stretched out a paw, and put it on Chu Fan's palm.

"Sansheng is lucky to meet you, even if it is sad, it is love." Chu Fan regretted that Xiao Tiantian could not speak and could not communicate.

Mrs. Niu is better, she can understand some of his words, but sometimes she doesn't want to talk to him.

After talking with Xiao Tiantian for a while, Chu Fan went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and went back to his room to sleep.

In the morning of the next day, Chu Fan checked the mailbox from time to time, waiting for the review results.

An editor in charge, if he receives a manuscript from an author not in his own name, and the internal signature fails, he may not give a reply.

But Chu Fan has written several books, and the manuscripts are also handed over to the current editor in charge, so he is not worried that the results will not be given after reviewing the manuscripts.

After waiting all morning, Chu Fan didn't get the review result.

Until the afternoon, after five o'clock, an email finally arrived in his mailbox, which was a reply email from the editor in charge.

Chu Fan was a little nervous. He was a writer with a sense of justice, a sense of social responsibility, and great ideals in life.

For the creation of words and the spread of positive energy, he spared no effort. Even if he could not become a master of literature, he could not tarnish this sacred profession.

The new book "I Open a Copy for the Human Race" has placed all his expectations and ambitions in the field of literature.

Although he produced a [-]-word text and outline in just one day, it doesn't mean he doesn't respect the text.

Some literary masters only publish a novel of 10,000+ words for several years.

Chu Fan felt that one day of his own was worth the years of others.

After opening the email, after reading it for less than three seconds, Chu Fan silently closed it.

"Your manuscript cannot be internally signed, thank you for your submission."

Although there were only fourteen characters and two punctuation marks, their lethality was enormous. Chu Fan became depressed, feeling that all his lifelong ambitions had vanished under these few dozen characters.

The few books I wrote before did not produce any results, and only one of them entered the boutique library.

Not to mention that there are so many excellent books, there are thousands of them in the library, which is not worth mentioning.

As a result, the new book didn't have a draft at the beginning, and the editor in charge didn't send a message to chat with him on the instant messaging tool.

It's normal, if you don't have any grades, why should people spend their precious time chatting with you about new books, giving opinions and ideas.

After 22 minutes of self-adjustment, Chu Fan cheered up and, as a newcomer, sent emails to other editors to submit articles.

The next afternoon, around four o'clock.

"Sorry, your manuscript has not yet met the standards for internal submissions. Please publish it directly or transfer it to other editors. Thank you for your hard work. Keep up the good work. Ideas can be written, but selling points are too slow."

Still rejected.

Chu Fan was melancholy. Both professional editors felt that the beginning, or the subject matter, was not good, so he really couldn't do it.

After self-adjustment, it only took about ten minutes this time, and Chu Fan voted for another editor.

There are only three good things.

This time, the editor's email was replied quickly, and the results came out at 47:[-] before get off work.

"Thank you for the manuscript. I don't accept it here. It would be great if there is a system or an interesting trick at the beginning of the article."

Chu Fan didn't want to cook anymore, it was definitely his own problem.

After being in a daze for a while, looking at the time, his parents should be on their way home from get off work, so Chu Fan got up sullenly, left the study, and went to the kitchen to cook.

beauty city.

Today is the second day of Wu Keqing's business trip, and in six hours, it will be the third day.

Luo Jinyu has helped feed the fish for two days.

Beside the fish pond, after hesitating for a long time, Luo Jinyu dialed Wu Keqing's phone number: "Mom, the fish you raise is so beautiful, what kind is it, and where can I buy it?"

"Don't say it's useless, how many died?"

(End of this chapter)