I write novels in Liyue

"Fang Qiu! You have no heart!"

After she put the manuscript in her hand aside, she lay down on the table and began to cry.

At this time, several female editors who were out on errands opened the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Bai Qing lying on the table crying.

"Ah Qing finally couldn't bear the pressure?"

"Well, that's how it is in the editor's job. There's a lot of pressure. She's still young, so it's normal that she can't bear it."

"Yeah, especially those two people who are still in charge, Xing Qiu is fine, especially Fang Qiu's article, I read it last time, two of the three sentences are wrong sentences, and there are a lot of typos, just reading it makes my eyes feel I'm screaming, God knows how tiring it is to help such an author revise the text."

Several female editors whispered and looked at Bai Qing with sympathy.

"Forget it, let me come."

An older female editor, about 25 or [-], sighed and said, "Let's take her out for a drink tonight."

"Well, sometimes it's good to drink to relieve stress."

Others agreed.

There's nothing a glass of wine can't fix.

If there is, then two glasses.

Drink her to get drunk, and all the troubles will disappear.

So, the older female editor let out a breath, and with a friendly smile, she patted Bai Qing's shoulder lightly.

"Ah Qing, it's okay. If you have any grievances, tell your sister. My sister can help you find a solution."

The female editor said softly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Qing threw herself into her arms.

"Senior Li Ling."

The girl cried until the pear blossoms were raining.

"Why, why did Xiao Xun leave just like that, she is so good, why didn't the miracle happen."

The girl said while sobbing.

Several female editors present trembled.

Kaoru?

gone?

what's the situation?

Could it be that Bai Qing's family members died?

From Bai Qing's name, Xiao Xun should be her younger sister, right?

For a while, they looked at each other, not knowing how to comfort Bai Qing.

"Little Ah Qing, people cannot live without dying, so I mourn you."

The older female editor whom Bai Qing called Li Ling's senior sighed and said.

"But, she obviously doesn't have to die, why! Why write her dead."

"I know you're sad, it's okay, just cry... um? Wait, what do you mean by writing her dead?"

Li Ling was taken aback and asked.

Bai Qing also regained her strength at this time, she withdrew from the arms of the senior, wiped the tears on her face with a handkerchief, her pretty face flushed, and said: "I'm sorry, I caused trouble to the seniors, and dirty the seniors. Your clothes, I just read a novel, the characters in it passed away, so I couldn't hold back..."

"fine."

Li Ling just smiled and said, "As long as you have nothing to do, by the way, after get off work, let's go have a drink."

"Ah."

With a red nose, Bai Qing nodded.

She also urgently needs a drink to soothe her emotions.

Hearing that Bai Qing was only crying because of the death of the characters in the book, several female editors present also breathed a sigh of relief.

However, at the same time, they are also very curious, whose writing is so touching?

Reasonably speaking, although Bai Qing is a newcomer, he is a professional at least.

Since the establishment of Liyue Publishing House, it can be said that there are very few novels that can make the editor cry.

Seeing their inquiries, Bai Qing handed them the revised first volume respectively.

When they saw the title of the book, several people couldn't help being taken aback.

"Your Lie in April"?

The title of this book is quite strange...

Just when they were wondering who wrote it, they fell silent when they saw the author.

Author: Fang Qiu.

"That...Ah Qing, you're not joking with us, are you?"

Li Ling hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but speak.

"You'll know it when you see it."

Bai Qing shook his head, still immersed in the sadness of Kaoru Miyazono's passing.

"Okay then, let's see."

Li Ling sighed, sat aside with the manuscript, and began to read.

However, they didn't pay much attention.

After all, they understand Fang Qiu's book, so it's hard to call it a book...

Therefore, in their view, the reason why Bai Qing cried was because of too much pressure, and the death of the so-called Xiao Xun was just a trigger.

However, they are busy with their work anyway, so let's try to make it ugly.

After all, the juniors are so sad, it would be too unreasonable to refuse at this time.

So they turned to the first page one after another.

Gradually he became fascinated.

Chapter 12 The Future Can Be Expected

An hour later, the publisher's office was eerily quiet.

Bai Qing saw that the hands of several seniors holding the manuscript were trembling slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

Thinking of the disbelieving expressions on the faces of the seniors just now, and looking at their looks about to cry, with tears in their eyes, this strange feeling is even worse.

She can understand it. Could it be that Fang Qiu is writing the book with such a bad taste?

Not long after, Li Ling and others put down the manuscript with tears in their eyes.

"Come on, let's have a drink."

"Going to the Manmin Hall?"

"Let's go to the tavern next to Wanmin Hall. I don't really want to eat today."

"Ah."

……

At this time, Fang Qiu and Hu Tao were sitting in Wanmin Hall.

"Xiangling, I want to eat boiled fish with shrimp dumplings."

Hu Tao held the menu, eyes full of anticipation, and said.

"It's not that I haven't eaten, why are you so excited."

Fang Qiu smiled and said.

"That's different. Today is your treat. What you invite is much more delicious than what I eat by myself."

Hu Tao smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"It's better to treat someone else to eat than to eat Huamora, right?"

Fang Qiu leaned on the table with one hand and said.

"Although there is such a reason, the one you invited is more delicious."

Walnut said with a smile.

As she spoke, she seemed to think of something, and continued: "By the way, didn't you go to contribute today?"

"Well, I don't know if I can pass the trial."

Fang Qiu nodded.

"Don't worry, you must be fine. Hey, the dishes are here. Xiangling, you didn't put anything weird. By the way, is it still a martial arts type? I quite like your martial arts novels."

"It's not a martial arts novel."

"Eh, isn't it?"

While talking, Hu Tao picked up a piece of fish meat for Fang Qiu, and said, "This is the fattest part of the fish, you should eat more, seeing how thin you are..."

Hu Tao stopped talking halfway through, and Fang Qiu felt Hu Tao's eyes focus on her chest.

After a moment of silence, Hu Tao beckoned.

"Xiangling, I want plain noodles."

Hearing Hu Tao's order, Fang Qiu almost choked on a sip of tea.

She understood why Hu Tao asked herself what she usually ate in the bathhouse...

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