Unemployment at the beginning, I let the big devil of the music world return

Chapter 506
Xiao Xia hates his colleagues very much now, just that little boy!

Colleagues from the editorial department had dinner together, and the grandson suggested to eat spicy hot pot.

of course.

She didn't resist the temptation either, she patronized the top and ignored the bottom.

She was a little loud when eating, so that in the past two days, she sincerely apologized and prayed to Uncle Chrysanthemum every day.

however.

Uncle Chrysanthemum was not moved at all.

even--

"No matter how bad it is, I'll cut you off!"

Faced with such a ruthless threat, Uncle Jubu still went his own way.

Shrimp says the hardest things, but does the weakest things.She really didn't dare to cut it. One of her best friends once used a knife on her cruelly. Not to mention the shame of lying on the operating table, the key is really painful.

During the few days of my best friend's surgery, I cried once and called my mother once.

Later, she told Xiao Xia in the same tone that she had died once before, that she did this operation only after her brain was filled with shit.

of course.

If the pain of hemorrhoids has a shadow on defecation, it is not far from getting anything in the head.

and--

Xiao Xia heard that hemorrhoids are easy to relapse, and pregnant women who are pregnant and have children are also extremely prone to hemorrhoids.

That being the case, Xiao Xia thought, should I stop insisting?
When the time comes once and for all.

Yet now.

Xiao Xia finds it difficult to persevere.

As an editor of a science fiction magazine, her first job at work is to sit in front of the computer, read the manuscripts submitted by the authors, and conduct a preliminary review. If she thinks it is good, she will send the manuscript to the editor in charge of the respective section for the second review, and finally hand it over to the editor-in-chief for the final review. .

As the first hurdle to enter the magazine, her task of reading manuscripts can be imagined to be heavy.

Such a heavy task happened to touch hemorrhoids.

Xiao Xia is restless now, and has to read the manuscript, so he is very unlovable.

and--

She also had to give good advice when rejecting the manuscript, because after they corrected it, they might be the next famous author.Maybe the future Jiang Yang will be born in his own hands, so Xiao Xia has to write back patiently to suggest.

This patience is even more tormenting.

Xiao Xia couldn't sit still anymore, so he stood at the desk and read the manuscript for a while.

Mr. Orange may have woken her up by drawing the curtains, "Why doesn't Xiaoxia lie down there and rest for a while?"

Xiao Xia was in distress, so he could only say: "I'm not tired, I'll read the manuscript for a while."

Mr. Orange praised Xiaoxia for his dedication, and asked Xiaoxia if he had seen any good manuscripts.

"Um--"

Xiao Xia had fun while fighting against Uncle Jubu’s fidgeting, and figured out a set of theories:
Just one manuscript, if she can't read it while standing still, it should definitely be killed;
Let her read it standing up. This manuscript is a bright spot, but if it fails, she will give detailed suggestions for revision.

and--

Let her stand to see the manuscript, and then sit down, it is a qualified manuscript and can be passed;

Let her sit and read carefully, forgetting the painful manuscript of Uncle Jubu for a while, it is definitely an excellent manuscript.

pity.

So far, most manuscripts are the first two.

There are very few manuscripts that allow the shrimp to see while standing, and then sit down to read.

As for the manuscripts that were read while sitting down, there were only a few of them.

This is also normal.

She is in charge of the submission mailbox, which is equivalent to an audition. It would be nice if she can select a few manuscripts that make her stand and sit down.

Really high-quality authors hand over manuscripts directly to editors.

Their works will not appear in this submission mailbox at all.

and so--

Xiao Xia thought for a while, and told Mr. Orange that there were two excellent manuscripts, which had already been sent to his mailbox.

Also excellent.

Not amazing.

It’s quite a standard manuscript, not wrong, not brilliant, scientific, fantasy, bright, especially like an Internet celebrity face, beautiful is beautiful, it looks good when you read it, but you can’t remember it after reading it, it’s almost at this level.

Xiao Xia feels that it is still far behind Jiang Yang's novel.

Jiang Yang's two science fiction novels are equivalent to the great devil standing there in amazement, and the gap can be seen from this.

"Let me see."

As Mr. Orange said, he made himself a cup of wolfberries first.

At this moment, the little boy came back from the toilet, with a smooth and comfortable look on his face, which made Xiao Xia very envious.

This also reminds the little shrimp.

She should go to the bathroom at public expense.

But Xiao Xia has a shadow in his heart, and it still hurts now, let's pull it again——

"That's it!"

Xiao Xia persuaded himself that stretching out his head is one cut, and retracting his head is two cuts, so he will die early and be reborn sooner.

She ran fearlessly to the bathroom.

Soon.

Xiao Xia came back with a pale face, so that Mr. Orange had to ask with concern: "Xiao Xia, are you anemic?"

"Ha ha."

Xiao Xia gave Mr. Orange a bitter smile.

Could she be anemic?
Not to mention relatives once a month, and now there is an extra glass scum.

It's a miracle to be alive.

She returned to the desk, took a sip of water, dared not sit down, but stood and read the manuscript.

Can--

Xiao Xia gets annoyed when he reads this manuscript.

Although there are not many requirements for journal submissions, there are also formats. At least the column of the journal, the title of the work, and the name of the author must be written in the title of the email, so that the editor can understand at a glance when reading, and the work will get twice the result with half the effort.

But this manuscript is just an article title.

At a glance, you can tell that the contributor has not done his homework, and he sent it when he saw the submission mailbox in the magazine.

Shrimp sighed.

"Hey."

She can encounter many such manuscripts every day, but this time it is especially annoying, because she——

Don't say anything.

She opened the manuscript.

The little white-faced colleague heard her sigh and said, "What's wrong, Xiao Xia, I saw some manuscripts that I couldn't read."

"Yes."

Xiao Xia saw the title, "Bring Her Eyes", and felt that it was not much better than love.

however--

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly went straight.

what did she see? !

Xiao Xia couldn't believe it, so he just sat on the chair and pulled the chair to get closer, staring at the two very small words on the screen, staring at them desperately, afraid that he might make a mistake.

then.

She blinked and looked again.

Indeed, it is——

Jiang Yang!

"Fuck!"

Xiao Xia finally confirmed that these two words were correct!
The little white-faced colleague laughed, "Xiao Xia, what a shocking masterpiece you have seen!"

What he said was obviously following what he said just now, and it was a joke about the poor writing.

Xiao Xia didn't answer her.

She was thinking, wouldn't this be the same name and surname?
This is a good proof.

Shrimp read on.

The opening chapter is about a social animal taking a break and planning to go on a trip. The director asked him to go with a pair of eyes.

Eye?

Xiao Xia originally wanted to correct the typo, but when he thought of the title, he was suspicious for now.

The owner of the eyes is described later, like a little girl who just graduated, wearing a spacesuit, seems to be in space, but the communication delay is very short, so short that it should be in low earth orbit; then the little girl's spacesuit is also very strange , heat insulation and cooling are exceptionally developed.

Whoops!

Feeling a little suspenseful.

As a sci-fi editor, Xiao Xia was well-informed and began to guess.According to the description in the book, the little girl has a weightless pencil beside her. She should still be in space, but she may have used some kind of technology to smooth out the time delay.

It won't be aliens, or future humans, right?

Xiao Xia let go of his doubts and continued to read. He saw the little girl's seriousness in choosing a tourist destination. She seemed to be deciding whether to live or die. It seemed that after a short trip, the earth was about to explode.

In the next chapter, when the little girl saw the grassland, she almost morbidly liked it.

She names each little flower and remembers their names; she feels the wind blowing through her wet hands almost excitedly, is pleasantly surprised by the white clouds she sees, and even a sudden breeze, in which a The scent of a wisp of green grass would make her weep—

Xiao Xia is at a loss, what is the setting of this girl.

Born in outer space?

If Earthlings—

A little too hypocritical.

I'm going to talk about love later, it's so sour——

　It's firing on all cylinders.

　　wait for me
　　
　
(End of this chapter)