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"You are very confident that you can defeat me. Do you think this is the best revenge on me as a writer and the most embarrassing thing for me?"

Chapter 78 Editorial Shura Field? ! (Third update·[-] words!)

"Pa" Tang Ping slapped his hands.

This is definitely the reason!

It was precisely because of the fierce competition that Yan Yao was not allowed to speak out before the college entrance examination!

Otherwise, it is likely to affect his mood throughout the entire process, causing him to fail to get good grades in the college entrance examination!

Qiao Yinque stared at Tang Ping in astonishment.

Guessed it...

Just because I made my conclusion, I was caught in the trap and stripped of my cocoon to deduce my purpose.

She looked at Yan Yao hurriedly.

Yan Yao's face was as gloomy as a pool of stagnant water.

The clenched little fist seemed to want to hit Qiao Yinque hard.

As soon as he saw the two girls like this, Tang Ping knew that he had guessed correctly.

"What are you doing, just for such a big deal, acting like a big one is coming?" He shook his head in amusement.

That's it?

Isn't it just a fairy tale empire? It seems like no one can pass the draft.

"Have you contributed to Fairy Tale Empire?" Tang Ping asked.

"...Not yet." Qiao Yinque answered quietly and cautiously.

After saying that, he quickly added:

"I will wait until you finish the college entrance examination before I can compete fairly with you!

"I won't submit your article before your college entrance examination, so——"

"Then do you think you can pass the manuscript?" Tang Ping interrupted and asked.

"...Yes, of course it can, of course it can!" Qiao Yinque's voice became louder.

It's like dignity is being questioned but cannot be questioned.

"One draft?"

"It's impossible to finish the draft in one go. The Fairy Tale Empire is not such a casual place."

Qiao Yinque shook his head and finished speaking, as if he was afraid that Tang Ping would think he was being arrogant, so he hurriedly added:

"If you don't believe me, check online. The drafting standards there are so strict that they are almost perverted. Even a famous writer would have a hard time drafting a draft there at least three or five times.

"If you are not a well-known writer, it is common for you to revise the manuscript thirty to fifty times. Many people are woken up by the editor's phone call in the middle of the night, receive merciless criticism, and then spend the whole night crying and revising the manuscript!"

"Hmm..." Tang Ping thought: "What do you think about you?"

"I?"

Qiao Yinque raised her chin, full of confidence:

"I will revise it at most eight times, and I will definitely pass it!"

"Oh~" Tang Ping drawled.

Applause and praise: "Awesome, awesome."

"you do not believe?"

"Do not believe."

Qiao Yinque's face turned red again, and she asked unconvincingly: "What about you? Do you think you need to revise the manuscript a few times before it can pass the review?"

Tang Ping glanced at Yan Yao, who was silent on the side, wondering whether he should answer this question.

There is a swooshing feeling, and there is a feeling of sending a proposition.

He said: "I won't be like you and go to the Fairy Tale Empire to submit articles."

"What if? Give me a number!"

"Just once."

Tang Ping said lightly:

“If I can’t submit the manuscript in one try, I won’t submit it, which shows that the person’s vision is not good enough.

"Even if I have to revise the manuscript, I won't be the one to do it. If he likes to revise it, I won't bother to revise it. Anyway, it's him who loses the manuscript."

Qiao Yinque's eyes widened slightly, and she looked at him in surprise and amusement: "Are you quite good at comforting yourself?"

"That's what you said." Tang Ping shrugged, not wanting to argue.

Because facts speak louder than words.

"Is there anything else? If nothing happens, please come back."

He stretched out his hand towards the door again, signaling to see off the guests.

"Okay, before your college entrance examination, if I don't move, you don't move either.

"After you take the college entrance examination, we will compete again."

Qiao Yinque picked up her bag, glanced at Yan Yao's still clenched fists, tensed her neck, turned around and walked out the door.

She was already prepared to be beaten by Yan Yao tonight.

Yan Yao stood nearby, and after taking deep breaths repeatedly, she forced a smile to Tang Ping:

"I am so sorry……"

"No, it's really nothing. Don't take it seriously."

Tang Ping waved his hands repeatedly:

"She's just excitedly waiting for the battle, so don't hit her.

"Even if you do, don't spank your butt. There's a lot of flesh there and can withstand a spanking. If you don't learn a lesson, it's better to slap your face."

Yan Yao forced a laugh.

The gap of bitterness and guilt in my heart was gradually filled with relief.

Although, Qiao Yinque, a bastard, did something bad after all, and it might affect Tang Ping.

But Tang Ping's firm attitude moved her unavoidably.

I will not contribute to Fairy Tale Empire.

But the manuscript was a loss to the Fairy Tale Empire, so he didn't bother to revise it.

How lucky she was to meet such a good person...

If the favorability can be displayed quantified.

Tang Ping would see that Yan Yao's favorability towards him was rising rapidly bit by bit.

It's a pity that I can't see it.

"Editor-in-chief Yaoyao?" Qiao Yinque urged outside the door.

"Yeah." Yan Yao agreed.

She took a deep look at Tang Ping and said softly: "Have a good rest, come on, don't be stressed."

Tang Ping got goosebumps when he heard this.

Sister, why are you so gentle all of a sudden?

You don't regard me as your younger brother in the family, do you?

"Well, come on, sweet dreams." Tang Ping responded with a smile.

Yan Yao turned around and went out, waved to him, held the door handle with her other hand, and gradually closed the door.

There was a sudden shock in Tang Ping's trouser pocket, and his cell phone rang, and there was a childish voice: blah blah:

"The editor Jie Ao called, the editor Jie Ao called~"

Tang Ping's expression froze.

The mute caused by long pressing the volume button is the mute of the entertainment volume and will not affect the phone volume.

What am I-

"Click"

The door just closed and the door lock was locked.

There was silence outside the door for a few seconds, and a dull female voice came through the door:

"Editor Jieao?"

The owner of the voice is Yan Yao.

Tang Ping suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and felt like vomiting blood.

Damn—Jieao, if you don’t send me good news, why are you calling me?

I shouldn't have called you to remind you! !

You shouldn’t even give Jieao a note! ! !

"Editor Jieao?"

Another female voice came from outside the door.

There is no doubt that it is Qiao Yinque.

"Editor Jie Ao...isn't that the editor of Fairy Tale Empire?"

The question went unanswered.

"bang, bang"

There was a knock on the door.

"Care for teachers."

He Yan Yao’s calm voice:

"Can you open the door?"

"Gudong" Tang Ping swallowed hard.

Through that familiar door.

It seemed like I saw the God of Death knocking on the door wearing a black robe and holding a sickle.

open?

not open?

open? ?

not open? ? ?

"tread!"

Step out.

"Crack!"

Press the door handle hard with your hand!

No matter what, come on! ! !

"Well, what's wrong?"

Tang Ping asked with a smile.

Outside the door, Yan Yao and Qiao Yinque stood side by side.

The two looked at each other from top to bottom, from head to waist.