i have a date with my editor

I have no regrets, but I always intend to make things difficult.

On a very normal late night, after Liu Qingge uploaded the last chapter in the background, she inexplicably sighed like this.

It was already late at night, and the roommates in a dormitory were already sound asleep. After turning off the computer, Liu Qingge carefully climbed into the bed, covered the quilt, and then secretly groped the phone next to the pillow into the quilt.

Jinjiang is a big literature website, the largest romance literature website in China, and it can be said that there are a lot of great gods.And Liu Qingge became a small transparent denominator in this behemoth.

Today is the day when her third long article ends, but at this time, there are no flowers or applause, let alone regrets, and no one even scolds her for being unfinished, although she is indeed unfinished.

It's just a small transparent word, it doesn't matter how you act recklessly, no one will care anyway.

It has been half an hour since I opened the background, but I haven't clicked a comment yet.

Liu Qingge closed the page calmly, and then opened another page.Today, the article by one of her favorite authors, Yue Hedie, is coming to an end, and she wants to become a small denominator among thousands of readers as soon as possible to congratulate the goddess.

Yue and Die are also late-night coders, especially the last chapter, which will not be published until the early hours of the morning.Liu Qingge refreshed the page every 1 minute or 30 seconds. Finally, Liu Qingge, who was on the verge of drowsiness, finally refreshed the update. She left a comment for the first time, and found herself sitting on the sofa, happy Go hit another mine.Originally, I wanted to smash a deep-water fish, but the income of this finished article has not been settled, and the balance of Jinjiang coins is not much left, so I had to cast a landmine.

After reading the content of this chapter, Liu Qingge found that there were already dozens of readers commenting on the article, and mine could even be described as swiping the screen.

In fact, sitting on the sofa is useless...Liu Qingge just had a small extravagant hope that the goddess would pay attention to her and reply, even if it was just an expression.Although she knew that this was basically impossible, the goddess hadn't appeared in the comments for a long time.

Liu Qingge opened her background again and glanced at the data, and found that there was already a comment. When she clicked on it, she found it was blank.I guess it was because Jin Jiang smoked out of habit, it seems that I can only watch it tomorrow.

Putting down the phone, Liu Qingge soon fell asleep.

It is said that university is a free place. Liu Qingge studied in a five-year education college, which is different from ordinary universities. It is not as relaxed as the legendary university. Except for the two-day holiday on weekends, the usual The course was packed with a full day's schedule, and because of this, Liu Qingge could only code in the middle of the night.

It was Friday again, after the two classes in the afternoon, the students ran out of the classroom in a jerk, and the four roommates were going to go shopping. When inviting Liu Qingge, she hesitated for a second and then shook her head and refused. Her new essay It is going to be opened tomorrow, but today she is a little excited, and she is going to go back and save more articles.

The roommates may have gotten used to it, and they left hand in hand very naturally without asking why.

When Liu Qingge returned to the dormitory, the first thing she did was to turn on the computer and start typing. According to her speed of [-] words per hour, after typing a chapter, she felt a sore back.

Save this chapter in the folder of the new article, open the author's background, and start the steps of applying for a new article. She has done this process four times, and this time she can complete it very skillfully, but according to her temperament, It's been an hour since it was done.

Liu Qingge checked again, and after finding nothing wrong, she was about to close the page. At this moment, she suddenly found a new website message, not a system site message, but an editor, and the time is today Four o'clock in the afternoon.

[Dear Chunfeng Shili, you will be mine from now on, my penguin number is xxxxxx, come and hook me up earlier. 】

After looking at the sender and confirming that the sender was an editor, Liu Qingge closed the page stiffly.

After sitting there for a few minutes, he opened the background again, found a piece of white paper from Penguin and copied it down, opened his own account, searched, entered, and added friends.

There was no immediate response, and Liu Qingge waited for a while before remembering that the editor had already left work at this time.

Perhaps it was because Liu Qingge was born slow and lacking tendencies, and at this time, she still didn't feel the storm was coming.

The only group of authors that Liu Qingge joined had already begun to gossip at this time, and it was from their conversation that Liu Qingge realized that her original editor had resigned, and today's letter similar to Yu Yueyue’s short post is actually a short post by Joy Joy, and the editor who sent the short post, Hibiscus, will be her new editor in the future.

That's it, the sudden fire in Liu Qingge's heart went out in an instant.

Editing, in Liu Qingge's impression, was very busy, very busy, very busy, so busy that every word she said was a copy-pasted official notice.Originally, there were some inexplicable expectations, but when she found out that it was just a new editor, Liu Qingge no longer had any inexplicable expectations.

If this seems to be very enthusiastic, in fact, this editor must have said this to every author.

There is still gossip in the group. It is said that her former editor got into a fight with an author and finally resigned. Liu Qingge didn't know exactly what it was. Anyway, the relationship between her and the former editor was really serious. Indifference, her gossip, whether Liu Qingge even has the mood to pay attention to her.

On this day, Liu Qingge still felt normal, and she didn't take the new editor seriously.

A negative explanation is that she has a weak sense of presence everywhere in a small vacuum, and she would not expect that she would become different if she changed an editor.

The next day, open a new article.

Nothing special, after uploading two chapters she went offline.

[Is there a manuscript for the new article? 】【Remember to update well】【Shall I help you read the outline? 】【Your old article forgot to apply for settlement, remember to make up the website short】

Liu Qingge: QAQ

It was four days after she saw these messages.Her updates are very stable. According to her speed, she is applying for the list now, and she will just reach the number of words on the list before the ranking next week.After applying for the list and filling in the editor's name, she suddenly remembered that her editor had changed.

Fill in the word Hibiscus after the brackets.

As soon as I logged into the trumpet, I saw those four messages, and then checked the time, feeling very panicked.

Frightened and flattered.

Ten Miles of Spring Breeze: 1: There are 2 words of manuscripts for the new article. 3: It will be updated properly, daily update, after V I will update it twice. 4: There is no outline, and I am not used to writing. 5: Sorry, okay. [-]: I'm very sorry editor, I haven't uploaded the button these days, and I just saw your message now.

After waiting for a few minutes, Liu Qingge glanced at the time belatedly. At six o'clock, the editor had already left work for half an hour.

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