The heroine kicked after the rebirth of the female supporting role of the Chronicle

Chapter 20
Lu Jingqiu was eating with chopsticks. She didn't expect Gao Qing to tell her this. This was something she had never done in her previous life. After a long time, she looked up at Gao Qing and said, "So you also regret it?"

Gao Qing nodded sharply: "Of course, those who regret it can't regret it anymore."

Looking at Gao Qing's innocent eyes, Lu Jingqiu was silent, watching her eyes suddenly a little sore, but there was a gentle and appropriate smile on her lips: "Qingqing, I don't regret it, and you don't think so either."

Gao Qing: "Huh?"

Lu Jingqiu said: "I made a lot of good friends over there. Although I have endured hardships, I have also learned some truths. Look, I am not doing well now."

Gao Qing said: "It's pretty good, I just said, it's much quieter."

Lu Jingqiu smiled and didn't say anything, she lowered her head and put the food in her mouth. In her previous life, she liked to be in a daze after she was out of spirits.

Gao Qing said again: "Speaking of the students in our class, there are also a few who went to the countryside. By the way, Wu Zhengran, who is doing nothing, still remembers that he came back from the countryside, and his family spent money to find him a job. He did a lot. I won't go there in a month, and I don't have a proper job all day long."

Wu Zhengran? "He contacted you?"

Gao Qing said: "I met a few days ago and said a few words."

Lu Jingqiu didn't know when Wu Zhengran and Gao Qing met, but she didn't participate in their relationship afterwards, so she really didn't know.

All I know is that when I met Gao Qing later, she complained a lot about her life at that time.

"Since you don't like it, then ignore him."

Gao Qing nodded: "Well, just like him, I'm too lazy to talk to him."

The two had breakfast and talked about the little sister for a while before Gao Qing sent Lu Jingqiu home.

As soon as I got home, I saw my mother clutching her stomach and looking uncomfortable.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Does your stomach hurt?"

Seeing her daughter coming back, Zhou Lanqin quickly put away her painful expression, put her hand off her stomach, pointed to the medicine on the dining table, and said, "Gastroenteritis, it hurts from time to time, just take the medicine and it will be fine. Get up today." It's late, it's too late to take medicine."

Lu Jingqiu hurriedly helped her mother to sit down, then looked at the water in the water glass, and said worriedly: "Mom, there are mild and serious, Uncle Zhang has already said, your case is serious, let's go to the hospital."

Zhou Lanqin said goodbye: "No, I've been much better since I took the medicine yesterday, and I'm usually fine. Maybe I caught a cold last night because I didn't cover myself properly. Don't worry."

How could she not be worried? Although her mother's illness was not the same as in her previous life, she was still a little scared. She wished that her mother would be healthy and healthy now, free from illness and disaster.

Lu Jingqiu watched her mother take the medicine, helped her to lie down on the bed, waited for her mother to fall asleep, and then went out with a few works she had drawn.

The Juvenile and Children's Publishing House in Xicheng is now in a dilapidated small western-style building. According to the old leaders before, this is a building with a story.It was originally a mansion of a warlord, and later it was used by a military commander for intelligence work. All the rooms there are connected by doors, so you can easily "escape" from one room to another, which is very characteristic of a secret service agency. , There is also a basement downstairs. It is said that it was used as a place for interrogation and execution. It was returned to the public a few years ago and was allocated to the Children's Publishing House.

Due to some irresistible reasons, it was closed for several years, and the publishing house should have started to relist two years ago.

Later, due to disrepair, it became a dilapidated building, and the Children's Publishing House could not be moved, so it "wandered" outside for two years.

There is a Xicheng Children's Publishing House hanging on the gate of the courtyard of the small building. The courtyard is very large, and various flowers and landscape trees are planted in it. I heard that it was left over from before, and it has not been touched. .

The lobby on the first floor is a place for reception and rest, with a set of sofas, seats and tea.

On the right is a large office area, the editorial department. Lu Jingqiu glanced at it. There are five or six people busy with old desks and chairs, messy books and manuscripts.

On the left is a tea-drinking area, a large conference table, and further inside are the offices of two editor-in-chiefs. After Lu Jingqiu entered, she turned directly to the room of a deputy editor-in-chief, because she was the old director.

咚咚
"Please come in."

Lu Jingqiu opened Xiaoban's door and asked politely, "Excuse me, is this Deputy Editor-in-Chief Yang?"

"Yes, who are you looking for?" Yang Ting looked at the strange face and asked.

After receiving the answer, Lu Jingqiu boldly walked in, and introduced herself: "Hello, my name is Lu Jingqiu, and I am a children's painter. I came to ask if you want to draw here?"

Yang Ting looked at the strange girl's introduction, touched her glasses, frowned, and said in surprise, "We don't need anyone here now."

Lu Jingqiu came here just to try her luck, and she was not disappointed when she heard her answer. She still smiled appropriately. If you are looking for a job by yourself, naturally you have to be thick-skinned. She hurriedly took out the painting she drew from her bag, and handed it to her, saying: : "This is my work. Below is my address. I am good at children's illustrations and picture book illustrations. If your organization needs an illustrator, I can do it."

Yang Ting didn't want to pay attention to this little comrade who came out of the blue. If strangers came to their publishing house every day to ask for a job, then they shouldn't work normally. When she was wondering why she had the guts to rush over to ask for a job, she looked up and saw the book in her hand. work.

The astonishment in his eyes did not overflow, and he was stunned for a few seconds. He threw the previous question aside, picked it up and looked through it again. There are a total of four pictures, all of which are animal-themed. The whole page is rich in content, and each has The theme of the story is like that mouse. The content is that a little mouse gets a big strawberry, but it is always worried that a hungry bear will come to snatch it. Tongqu, this is the first time Yang Ting has encountered such a style of painting.

"The structure is simple, the plot is interesting, the image is specific and vivid, the key is rich in content, is this really drawn by you?"

Lu Jingqiu nodded: "Yes."

Yang Ting didn't ask any more questions, and quickly pulled out a piece of paper from the desk: "Can you draw a picture for me on the spot."

Lu Jingqiu said: "What kind of content does Deputy Editor-in-Chief Yang want?"

Yang Ting clicked on the few paintings she had: "That's it." Then she pointed to the chair beside her and said, "Let's draw at this moment."

Feeling hopeful, Lu Jingqiu took the drawing paper with a busy smile, and took out the crayons she brought from her bag.

Seeing that she had prepared so well, Yang Ting was surprised again, and chuckled lightly: "How did you know that we are going to recruit people here?"

Lu Jingqiu froze for a moment when she sat down: "Deputy editor-in-chief, are you really recruiting here?"

Yang Ting said: "You don't know?"

Lu Jingqiu said: "I am brave enough to try today, but I don't know that you are really recruiting people."

(End of this chapter)