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Suddenly, he saw that there seemed to be another person behind Yan Yao and Qiao Yinque.

Sensing his gaze, Yan Yao and Qiao Yinque turned slightly sideways.

The petite little girl hidden behind her was revealed.

It was a little girl with braids and thick bangs.Wearing a pair of large-framed glasses, with his head slightly lowered, he looked too quiet and almost autistic.

"Who is this?"

"She's why I'm here."

Yan Yao took the little girl's hand:

"You can barely be considered a fan of mine?"

"I have read my story before, but I didn't know it was published in "Dove of Peace". Then I came up with the idea of ​​writing, and I stumbled around looking for some magazines to submit articles for..."

"A manuscript was submitted to more than a dozen magazines at once, and "The Dove of Peace" happened to be among them."

"Stop talking..." The little girl lowered her head and her ears gradually turned red.

A manuscript is submitted to more than a dozen magazines at once...

Tang Ping seems to have heard of this behavior.

Both editors Jieao and Tangtang have encountered this kind of thing.

Exclusive for newbies.

When the editor saw the long list of colleagues’ names in the mailing list, he said, “The list has been expanded, and I have met many colleagues.”

Tang Ping laughed:

"It's something that is easy for a newbie to do."

"Yes, but she was quite lucky. When she was talking to Sister Yaoyao, Sister Yaoyao said that her debut article was a bit like my article "The Monkey King"."

"After mentioning it inadvertently, she immediately said that she really wrote it after watching "The Monkey King" and being deeply moved by it."

"Oh, I'm so happy. This is the first time I've met a new writer who's been influenced by me, and she's such a cute little sister."

Qiao Yinque said, pinching the little girl's red cheeks.

Tang Ping silently watched the little intimacy between the two girls.

"Then this...little sister? What do you call her?"

The little girl's lips moved but she made no sound.

"His pen name is 'Silent Crow'. He is indeed a child who doesn't like to talk much." Yan Yao said.

This is not because he doesn't like to talk, but because he is severely afraid of society... Tang Ping nodded gently:

"Okay, so what should I call her?"

It is very easy to use pronouns such as sparrow, tit, magpie, etc., just open your mouth.

Crows... just call?

Huh, wait.

Tang Ping turned on the AI ​​and asked.

It turns out that there really is a species of crow. I used to think it was a collective name for crows and sparrows.

"...Lin Nan." The little girl buried her head deeply, opened her mouth slightly, and uttered two syllables almost in a whisper.

"What?" Tang Ping didn't hear clearly.

"Lin...nan." The little girl's voice became louder.

Slightly hissing and trembling.

Lin Nan?

Sennan?

Nansen?

boy?

Maybe it’s the existence of Tangtang editor.

Tang Ping immediately noticed the elements.

"Well, her real name is Lin Nan, Lin of the woods, whispering Nan." Yan Yao said.

Writers often refer to each other by pseudonyms.

For this reason, unless they are already used to each other, even if they know each other's real name, they will still call each other by their pen names.

"I'm telling you, she's amazing!"

Qiao Yinque pushed Lin Nan in front of him and said in an exaggerated tone:

"Although she doesn't like to say a word, the stories she writes are fluent, the emotional expression is very delicate, and the storyline is also very bold. The touching story of "Monkey Hideyoshi", the monkey Hideyoshi and the turtle Ieyasu, I almost cried. Got it!"

?Wait a moment? !

What kind of monkey and what kind of turtle? ? ?

Tang Ping looked suspicious that he had heard wrongly, and looked around at the people around him for confirmation.

The strange thing is that everyone else has a dull look on their faces. I don’t know whether they are indifferent or just accustomed to it.

Seeing Tang Ping looking over, Chen Xiao smiled and said:

"If you look like this, you probably haven't read our magazine."

"I was just as surprised as you when I first heard it."

As soon as he heard this, Tang Ping understood.

He picked up the latest issue of "The Dove of Peace" from the table and looked through the catalog.

There is indeed a "Monkey Hideyoshi".

Turning to the corresponding page, I saw that the monkey protagonist is called Hideyoshi, and the villain BOSS who loves and kills each other is called Ieyasu.

He had never cared about it before, so he had never noticed it.

"This one……"

Tang Ping raised his head.

Lin Nan looked at Lin Nan with a very complicated expression. He couldn't bear the gaze of too many people and couldn't help but shrink back behind Qiao Yinque and Yan Yao.

This seemingly overly introverted autistic girl...

It seems like there is much more wildness on the inside than it appears on the outside.

"Oh, forget it. Judging from your appearance, you probably can't stand it."

Qiao Yinque shook his head.

Although this is normal, after most people become writers, it is difficult to read the works of other colleagues.

But when others looked at my favorite works with strange eyes, I still felt a little depressed.

"I came here today to meet this little cutie, and my goal was achieved when I saw her."

Qiao Yinque pinched Lin Nan's baby cheeks again.

Full of elasticity and feels good in hand!

She looked back at Tang Ping and warned:

"Let's make it clear first, you can bully me, I owe you, but you are not allowed to bully her."

"If you make her cry or something, I will—"

Qiao Yinque suddenly got stuck.

What can she do to Tang Ping?

Tang Ping was also very curious and acted like he was all ears.

"...I will definitely make you look good!"

In the end, he still failed to say any specific measures and only issued a "cruel words" that had no deterrent effect.

Tang Ping blinked innocently.

Who do you take me for.

Am I the kind of person who would catch a girl and bully her?

That's something only elementary school boys love to do, and I will soon be a mature and decent college student.

From now on, there is no need to arrest anyone who bullies girls.

After chatting for a while, several other writers arrived one after another.

Song Ze, the president of the magazine, finally arrived late, sweating profusely.

"Sorry I'm late!"

"There was a car accident on the road just now and it was blocked. I saw that I couldn't get through for a while, so I got out of the car and ran through that section, and then rode back on a shared bicycle. Phew, it heated me up to death."

Yan Yao looked like a fool and asked, "Why didn't you take a taxi after that festival?"

He pulled out a few pieces of paper from the table, and Song Ze, who was busy wiping his sweat, was stunned:

"Yes..."

"Hey, I was so anxious that I forgot."

"..." Tang Ping and others looked at him in silence.

This president is still the same as always...

Half reliable or not.

"Oh, anyway, I'm back, the time is quite on time, I'm not late."

After Song Ze wiped the sweat from his neck and face, he threw the wet tissues into the trash can, took out a few more and put them into his clothes to wipe them.

Tang Ping could vaguely see the outline of strong abdominal muscles squirming under the translucent white T-shirt.

He was lost in thought.

Why does it seem that there is a young man next to him, all of whom have a good figure.

Do you want to get in shape too, with broad shoulders and a broad back and muscular muscles? At least, you no longer look like a chicken cut for nothing?

Oh no, editor Tangtang doesn’t have a good figure.

That's fine.

"Okay, let's go. Teacher Little Sparrow, are you sure you don't want to come with us?" Song Ze loosened his clothes and asked.

"Thank you for your kindness, I really don't want to go." Qiao Yinque turned to look out the window, "I wish you have a good time."

"Okay then." Song Ze agreed regretfully.

He picked up the water glass and drank it all in one breath. He choked a few times and said enthusiastically:

"Then let's go, let's go!"

Out of the magazine.

get on the bus.

Tang Ping watched Yan Yao and Lin Nan sit together, and watched Qiao Yinque waving goodbye to Lin Nan outside the bus.

Look around you again.

Sitting there was a buddy who picked up his mobile phone, put on his headphones, and started playing games.

This buddy noticed that Tang Ping was looking at him, thought for a moment, and handed the phone a few centimeters toward Tang Ping:

"Is it dark?"

"Thank you, no."

There is only one two-word open world game on my mobile phone that Meizu automatically downloaded for me.

There is only one anti-virus software game on your computer that is better than 369 Kingsoft Poison Dad, which is a one-click hard drive clearing anti-virus software game.