The Editor is Always Flirting with Me [GL]

Speaking of which, she has been found several times by Qianyu.

The routine of those editors is basically to say a lot of very polite words in the email, and then list the generous remuneration offered there, I hope she can consider it.

But for Qin Yipian, she is not short of money, nor is she short of magazine publishing houses that can poach her at high prices. What she needs is not material, but full sincerity when treating her works.

Therefore, she doesn't need to think about working with a magazine that has a festival and can't see the sincerity of her work.

If she didn't have the capital to choose those, it would be another matter.

However, what is this called Northbound, when did you start paying attention to yourself?

Qin Yipuan was a little impressed by her, but he didn't pay special attention.

Shallow language, is this new blood? Even the editing style has suddenly changed.

Qin Yipuan didn't care about the person called the quiet time, and continued to ask questions.

Then, she found that every time she made a question and answer, Beihang would comment along with it.

Q: I just saw someone saying that what you wrote is garbage, what do you think of it? There are a lot of people who scold you at ordinary times, do you care? I hope sister Queenie can speak her mind!

Qin Yipuan: "I don't care, because when something is written, some people like it and some don't. It's a very normal thing - do you believe it?"

Bei Xing, editor-in-chief of Qianyu: "The work is the author's child. Do you think you will be happy if someone points at your child's nose and scolds ugly ghosts? But what's the use of caring? Can you change the world? No. Like those who scold you. Like her, he has the ability to make everyone follow in his footsteps and hate her together? No."

- This content comes from a paragraph in Qin Yipuan's novel "I".

The heroine of the novel is a new-generation cartoonist. After a comic book became an instant hit, she achieved good sales results.

But at the same time, a large number of people came out to criticize her, saying that her lines and so on are not good enough, the only bright spot is the strong story. But strictly speaking, her storytelling is no match for many full-time writers in the literary world.

So, the heroine said the above paragraph when she was interviewed by a star artist of a comic magazine.

After doing all the questions and answers, Qin Yichuan read all the things Beihang replied.

Yes, what Beihang used in his reply was all his own words. And, not limited to one work, interesting.

After thinking for a while, Qin Yichuan finally posted a Weibo: "What are the examples of not turning back without hitting the southern wall, and not dying until the Yellow River?"

After a while, Northbound commented: "Me."

After Qin Yipun saw it, he only felt that this person called Beihang was indeed a little funny.

So, she clicked on the Weibo homepage of Beihang.

It is almost filled with invitations and magazine promotions, as well as several film reviews and book reviews of literary works.

Moreover, after Qin Yipuan finished reading, he found that Beihang's entry point of looking at things was quite similar to his own. If I were to write those movie reviews or book reviews myself, I would probably also mention the points she mentioned.

To be honest, it is quite rare to meet a person who is so in tune with his thinking.

After that, Qin Yipun entered his mailbox, dragged the scroll bar, found the letter of appointment in Qianyu, clicked to open it, and read it again.

At this time, Weibo reminded her that she had received a private message.

After Qin Yipuan opened the red dot, he saw Beihang in a series of private messages.

The editor-in-chief of Qianyu Beihang: "Hello."

The cursor flickered in the blank space of the dialog box, Qin Yi thought for a moment, and replied, "Do you want to make an appointment?"

Beihang, the editor-in-chief of Qianyu: "That's right. I won't talk about those messy things. I admire you very much, to be precise, appreciate your words, so can you make your words appear on our monthly page? "

"I've already refused, haven't I?" After Qin Yipun replied, he picked up his phone and looked at the WeChat girlfriend group.

Beihang, the editor-in-chief of Qianyu: "Yes. But everything will change over time. Just like our magazine. The past does not represent the present. Whether it is internal practitioners or the concept of the magazine, it is not Updates stopped."

"Then how can you be sure that I will change my mind?" Qin Yichan asked rhetorically.

Beihang, editor-in-chief of Qianyu: "I'm not sure. But many things in this world are like this. If I don't do it because I'm not sure, it may never make any changes. However, as long as it is done, it will be There will be a silver lining."

"I'm really tired recently, let me think about it." After Qin Yiquan finished sending it, he closed all the pages that were open on the computer, and finally shut down.

After that, Qin Yichuan stood up, stretched out his waist lightly, walked to the reclining chair on the side, and sat down.

After a while, she picked up the phone and looked at the time displayed on the screen of the phone, then got up again, changed clothes, put on makeup, and went out.

I made an appointment to go clubbing with a few friends today. Now that the time is up, it's time to go.

She suddenly felt that she might be more suitable for being single.

After all, that would be less restrictive. As for Cheng Cheng... Qin Yipuan laughed and went to her father.

After arriving at the bar, Qin Yipun walked to the booth where his friend was sitting and sat down, ordered a glass of wine, then raised it in the air, and said with a smile, "Come on, cheers!"

"Yipan, are you really all right?" Qianzi was still a little worried.

"What can I do?" Qin Yi squeezed the foot of the wine glass and turned to look at her.

"God, how can you look like you've fallen out of love? It's like winning the lottery, laughing so happily. When I was out of love, it took more than half a year to recover." A Ling, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help but complain. a sentence.

"Who told me to be Qin Yichuan? It's so cool." Qin Yichuan said, placing his hand under his chin, and moving his neck awkwardly.

That's right, who is Qin Yichuan? Qin Yichuan is a person who always knows his goals very well and won't get along with him.

"Suddenly curious, in the future, will you meet someone who can let you drop all your principles and devote yourself to a love affair." Qianzi suddenly sighed.

"You mean I wasn't invested enough before?" Qin Yipun asked rhetorically.

"Hahaha, I'm talking nonsense!" Qianzi was stunned for a moment, then shook his hand.

It's been a long time since I came to the bar, and it's rare to come here again. Just listening to the music inside, Qin Yipuan felt that he was in a good mood.

But what is more helpless is that when playing the "Fifteen Twenty" boxing game, Qin Yipuan was always losing, so he drank a lot of wine.

When he was a little dizzy after drinking, Qin Yichuan took a picture of the wine and posted it on Weibo, saying, "It feels good to relax. It's also good to feel slightly drunk."

Enough of playing, after being taken home from the bar by a friend, Qin Yipun walked while holding his mobile phone and posted on Weibo.

After reading a bunch of private messages in a dizzy mind, she saw Beihang's reply.

Xiaoyu editor-in-chief Beihang: "Okay, waiting for your reply. My number: 15612****76, if you can, feel free to contact me. You don't need to give me yours, I have them."

"So fast? Have you even got my number now?" Qin Yichuan felt that the other party's persistence was a bit beyond his imagination.

Beihang, the editor-in-chief of Qianyu: "Because I was poisoned by you."

Seeing this sentence, Qin Yipan subconsciously re-entered Beihang's Weibo page to check the gender.

Female.

After that, Qin Yipo was inexplicably happy. This editor's speech is really not the same as those editors who are scrupulous.

"Aren't you afraid that there is no cure?" She has not promised to write, although she will consider it, but she may refuse at any time.

After all, she has been a little tired recently. After returning from the trip, I didn't have time to rest, so I did this and that, and lost a love by the way. It's a little hard to write just one serial in hand, and if she has to take another job, she will go crazy.

Qianyu editor-in-chief Beihang: "If there is no solution, it is fate."

After Qin Yi finished pouring it back, he sat there holding his forehead and smiled lightly. However, after a few seconds, she put down her hand again and replied, "You're quite funny. Come on, I'll think about it."

Beihang, the editor-in-chief of Qianyu: "Okay. In addition, you should drink alcohol in moderation. After all, it's easier to get into trouble when you're drunk."

When Qin Yipun saw that sentence, she knew that she must have read the blog she posted before, so she said this sentence.

"It's fine. But, what can happen to me?" After Qin Yipun finished replying, he opened the music player and dragged out a song.

Xiaoyu editor-in-chief Beihang: "Some things that are hard to say."

"No, I prefer to do things that are hard to say when I'm awake." Qin Yichuan replied casually, and rubbed his forehead with his palm.

When Yan Beiqi saw the other party's reply, he knew that his words had misunderstood the other party. In fact, when she said "it's hard to say", what she wanted to express was that if she was drunk and went home alone, she would easily encounter some unspeakable bad things on the road.

"This sentence sounds like a lot of experience." In the end, Yan Beiqi didn't correct it, and followed Queenie's words directly.

"It's not very rich, it's only a few thousand times." Qin Yipun joked.

Then, the other party replied: "Ha, to be honest, you subverted my imagination a bit."

"So what did you think I should be like?" Qin Yipian has always been curious about his image in the hearts of different readers.

"I thought you were the kind of...a serious scholar wearing a white dress and glasses in the library."

"So you're saying that I'm not serious? It's interesting, don't say it, I'm going to wash and sleep." Qin Yichuan walked into the bathroom without waiting for a reply.

A serious white skirt and glasses scholar? Qin Yipun tucked his hair on top of his head, looked at himself in the mirror with blurred eyes, and lowered his head with a chuckle.

Wait, what kind of nonsense did she talk to people just now? Sure enough, it's easy to let go after drinking a little wine.

In this way, what Qianzi said before that she hugged the pillow and kissed her for half an hour after being drunk was true.

This is not really drunk yet, it started to fly.

On the other side, after Yan Beiqi, who was lying on the bed, sent a good night message, he looked at the picture taken at the bar by Queenie.

This table has decorations or something... YOUNGER bar?

After that, he put the phone on the bed, crossed his legs, pinched his chin with his hand, and brooded in thought.

It should be possible in all likelihood, although it is not particularly certain.

However, if what Queenie said about thinking about it was just perfunctory, then, judging from her previous rejection style, she didn't need to talk to herself so much.

Thinking of this, Yan Beiqi got out of bed, went to get a can of Coke, opened the tab, drank half of the can in one breath, swayed to the door of his bedroom, and looked back at the messy writing desk inside.

The author has something to say: there may be a chapter in the evening, maybe, probably, not good