The ivory tower has no autumn

Waking up in the morning, Ji Huaizhi turned his head and glanced at his side, there was nothing there.

"Lin Zhiyuan?" Just after waking up, her voice was very soft, as if a mute had just learned to speak.

Looking out through the curtains, it was already dawn outside, she got up and went out, and heard crackling keyboards in the study, she knew it was better not to disturb her at this time, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was already nine o'clock, and then After washing up, I made two cups of coffee in the kitchen, and took a cup into the study.

The door of the study room was ajar, Lin Zhiyuan had already stopped typing, she had just finished answering a phone call, when she saw Ji Huaizhi coming in with coffee, she just said softly, "Good morning."

"Good morning."

The furnishing and layout of the study is very simple. When you enter the front, on the left side of the window are two large bookshelves full of books. In addition to all kinds of books, there are also Lin Zhiyuan's own works. On the right side is a glass cabinet, which contains a lot of papers and documents. A few steps away from the glass cabinet is Lin Zhiyuan's desk. On the desk are a laptop, a few books, pens, and a few sheets of paper full of scribbles scattered around the computer. Her chair It's a very expensive ergonomic chair, and a giant world map is posted on the wall directly opposite the table.

Putting down the coffee, Ji Huaizhi took advantage of the opportunity to sit on a chair next to the desk, the curtains of the study room were drawn, and the warm sunlight from outside poured in, just falling on Lin Zhiyuan.

Lin Zhiyuan closed her eyes, sniffed the aroma of coffee, and felt the warmth of nature on her body. She raised the corners of her mouth, looking very comfortable, "Today will be a good day."

Ji Huaizhi looked at Lin Zhiyuan, she didn't always wear those thin-rimmed glasses, she didn't wear them when she went out yesterday, she didn't wear them when she watched a movie, and she didn't wear them now, but they were placed on the table, which looked like they were taken off in the lounge down.

She turned her head and saw a shelf in the corner by the door. On the shelf was a transparent square glass cabinet with a white tower inside.

"It's an ivory tower model, given by a fan." Lin Zhiyuan saw that the other party seemed to be interested, so he introduced it to her: "It's made of [-] pieces of cardboard."

"The fan group or your group?"

"She made it, but it fell apart when it was delivered to the publishing house, so I put it back together later."

Ji Huaizhi looked at the model, it was off-white, she didn't know how to appreciate it, so she could only nod to express her appreciation for Lin Zhiyuan's perseverance.

"Aren't you going to write?" Ji Huaizhi took a sip of the coffee. She added a lot of sugar, so the coffee was very sweet.

"It's finished." Lin Zhiyuan stared at the word "End" on the screen.

This book was finally finished by her.

"Huaizhi, before this book is published, do you want to be my first reader?" Lin Zhiyuan took a small sip of coffee, and continued: "It's very sweet, but delicious. "

"I don't care." Ji Huaizhi took another sip of coffee, it was really sweet, next time he should put less sugar, Lin Zhiyuan might not be used to drinking such sweet coffee.

"Who taught you to answer this way, if you want to answer, you want to, and if you don't want to, you don't want to." Ji Huaizhi sat up straight, tapped his fingers on the table and said, "Since others can ask you, the basis of your answer must be your will. I don't care about these four words, it is completely giving up my will to accommodate others."

Lin Zhiyuan said something inexplicably, but it sounded very reasonable, so Ji Huaizhi changed his words and said, "Okay, I am willing."

"Ha, why does it sound like being proposed?"

Realizing that Lin Zhiyuan was deliberately teasing her, Ji Huaizhi rolled his eyes unceremoniously, got up and left the study.

Looking at the back of the other party, Lin Zhiyuan saved the file and murmured: "I hope she will be a good listener."

Lin Zhiyuan needed to go to the publishing house today. The pre-orders for the new book had already come out. She would first go to the publishing house to sign her name on hundreds of new books, so the two set off after a simple breakfast.

Surprisingly, Lin Zhiyuan tied up his hair, although it was messy, but it was much neater than the disheveled hair that just woke up two days ago, plain makeup or plain makeup, Ji Huaizhi has no objection this time, because he also She has no makeup, besides, her skin is good, so she doesn't need to modify it. She also changed into something more decent, a beige turtleneck sweater, black jeans, and a camel coat. People give people a new look.

"Looks like a famous writer at last." Ji Huaizhi sat on the sofa and watched her fiddling with clothes.

Lin Zhiyuan was taken aback, and frowned, "What? Is my previous image hindering you?"

"No."

Everyone has the freedom to dress, as long as you are not naked on the street, even if you go shopping in pajamas, it is no problem.

"I wear this to show respect to my partners." Lin Zhiyuan put his wallet into his coat pocket, and explained one more sentence as if looking for compensation: "I didn't disrespect you yesterday, but I didn't have time to respect you. I also thought that since it’s too late, it doesn’t matter whether I respect it or not.”

Ji Huaizhi acted as the driver, she didn't have a car, she drove Lin Zhiyuan's black Beetle, Lin Zhiyuan said that she bought it after she got the first manuscript fee, but Ji Huaizhi looked at the car logo, thinking in his heart: "This The first manuscript fee is quite a lot.”

On the way, Ji Huaizhi remembered Lin Zhiyuan's online information that he had just searched, and found that she had never held an on-site signing or some face-to-face gatherings with fans. No one knew about Lin Zhiyuan's appearance on the Internet. It's just sex and year of birth.

"Can I smoke one now?" Lin Zhiyuan patted the cigarette box in his pocket, "Because the publishing house bans smoking."

"Smok it!" Ji Huaizhi pressed the window button.

Lin Zhiyuan took out the cigarette box and put it on skillfully with a cigarette in her mouth. Although she vomited the cigarette out the window, there was still a bit of mint smell in the car. She must have had the habit of smoking in the car in the past, so the car Naturally, the peppermint flavor remains in it all the year round.

"Are you smoking to relieve stress?" Knowing that smoking secondhand smoke is bad, but unable to bear the addictive mint smell, Ji Huaizhi unconsciously deepened his breathing.

"It was indeed at first." When Lin Zhiyuan spoke, the smoke in her mouth took the opportunity to escape. She simply lay on the edge of the car window, inhaling the damp smell outside, "But later I found out that it didn't work."

"Then why are you still smoking?"

"Because every time I think, maybe another puff will work, over and over again, and then I'm addicted, just addicted."

In this day and age, who is not addicted to cigarettes, alcohol, drugs, collections, coffee... Anything that can make you want to stop is called addiction.

Knowing that he shouldn't be too troublesome, Ji Huaizhi still said: "If you can, quit it, it's not good for your health."

"I don't care if I'm in good health or not, but if you want to quit smoking, you must find another addiction that can replace it."

There is no such thing as quitting or not, it is just changing from one addiction to another.

Although it sounds like fallacies, Ji Huaizhi didn't refute anything. Since she was a child, she has always hated people telling her what to do, but now she has become such a person, which makes her feel bad. few.

There is a feeling of being assimilated into this world.

After taking the last puff, Lin Zhiyuan manually extinguished the cigarette, and the car arrived at the underground parking lot of the publishing house.

The underground parking lot of the publishing house is very large, and they only found the parking space after two or three laps.

"Did you know? Seven or eight years ago, the scale of the publishing house was not as large as it is now." Lin Zhiyuan said to himself: "I submitted my first novel to several publishing houses, and other publishing houses The editors of the publishing house would only reply me by email saying that the writing is good and the plot needs to be improved, but where the plot needs to be improved, I don’t know, and they didn’t say anything, only the boss of this publishing house called me personally.”

"and after?"

"Later the boss asked me to come here. I was taken aback when I saw the size of the publishing house. It is not so much a publishing house as it is a studio with only a few staff members, but the boss met me in person and guided me everywhere Improvements are needed, where climaxes and blank spaces are needed..."

While they were talking, they had already walked into the elevator. Lin Zhiyuan swiped a white electronic card and pressed the button for the seventh floor.

"Was that novel published later?"

"No, I wrote another story for her, Voice of the Lone Island, my first published novel."

The elevator came to the third floor and stopped. A girl wearing thick glasses walked into the elevator and said hello when she saw Lin Zhiyuan.

"Morning, Annie, this is my new assistant named Ji Huaizhi." Lin Zhiyuan showed a big smile, she seemed to be very familiar with this girl named Annie.

"Hello..." Annie smiled politely.

The elevator came to the sixth floor, and Annie walked out.

"Anne is a veteran employee of the publishing house. When my first novel was published, she acted as my responsible editor."

As if he had never been interrupted, Lin Zhiyuan just continued to talk about the past on his own.

"Later, the boss brought the book Voice of the Lonely Island to the film and television company to recommend himself, and a fool fell in love with it. She said the writing was very good, and if it was filmed, it could win a literary award. The copyright was sold, and the film was shot. The box office was in the hundreds of figures, it was very dismal, the online rating was five stars, but only one person rated it, and that was the boss herself, she didn't win any awards, not even shortlisted."

"The boss of the film and television company and the publishing house are good best friends. They have too much money to spend. They are a proper rich second generation. Until now, as soon as I publish a book, she wants to buy the copyright. This building has half of her contribution. .”

"The Voice of the Lonely Island is not popular, but Hyacinth is popular, isn't it?" Ji Huaizhi doesn't know much about these things. She rarely pays attention to the entertainment and film and television circles, but she still understands the phenomenon-level influence.

For example, seven or eight years ago, when the movie Hyacinth came out, it still took the literary and artistic route, but the male protagonist in it couldn't stand the sunshine and handsomeness, and instantly became the object of popular pursuit. Even his hairstyle in the movie, in the During that period, people were vying to be imitated, and 90.00% of the men who went to the street would have such a hairstyle.

And the fledgling male lead has been popular all the way to the present with the Hyacinth movie, and has the title of the national husband.

"Well, fortunately, Hyacinth is popular, otherwise she doesn't know how much money she will spend."

Lin Zhiyuan smiled and pushed open a door. There were people sitting on both sides of a desk inside the door. Two women under forty were laughing and playing. When they saw Lin Zhiyuan coming in, they laughed even harder. up.

"It's just in time, we're talking about the past." The owner of the desk wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, pointed to the woman opposite and said, "This idiot said she's going to remake The Sound of the Island."

Lin Zhiyuan glanced at Ji Huaizhi and whispered, "Look, two idiots."

"Hey, hey, don't call us stupid in front of others." Another woman was holding a health cup in her hand, and the cup was still steaming.

Lin Zhiyuan patted Ji Huaizhi on the shoulder and introduced: "This is my new assistant, Ji Huaizhi."

Shen Youyan took a look at it openly, and finally came up with only one comment: "It's really high."

Yang Lei then commented: "One head taller than you."

"I know!" Lin Zhiyuan was a little impatient, and there was a hint of coquettishness in his tone.

It seems that in front of the two bosses, the age is suddenly reduced.

"Hello, I'm Zhiyuan's boss, and my name is Shen Youyan."

"Hello, I'm the boss of Sanchuan Film and Television, and my name is Yang Lei."

"Hello, my name is Ji Huaizhi."

Lin Zhiyuan sat on the sofa and motioned to Ji Huaizhi to sit next to her, and the two bosses also moved their positions. The four chatted around the small coffee table in the office like playing mahjong.

Although the Voice of the Isolated Island written by Lin Zhiyuan was not popular when it was first published, but after Hyacinth became popular through the movie, the popularity more or less spread to the Voice of the Isolated Island. People found that the Voice of the Isolated Island is a very good It was a good movie when it was made, but it became popular too late, the movie has already been released, and I can no longer make any contribution. Only the novel will be rewritten and republished. Now that Yang Lei proposes to remake, she means that she wants to Let people who missed it at the time feel the charm of this story.

"The story of Voice of the Lonely Island, can it be shown now?" Lin Zhiyuan knew very well that the content of the story might not have so many restrictions at the time, but if it is released now, it may not pass the review.

Because it was a novel about homosexuality.

"The screenwriters in our company have been talking about trying it out recently, and it just so happens that people are more tolerant of same-sex people now."

"It's ridiculous that people are more tolerant of homosexuality, but the policy review of this aspect has been tightened." Lin Zhiyuan said mockingly, and no one present refuted it.

Because it is what it is.

"It might be feasible if it can be changed to sisterhood." Shen Youyan rubbed his chin, trying to come up with a plan.

"Change it to sisterhood. It's better not to change it. Let's leave it at that. Only keep the original version. It will be a good bottle of wine. The older it is, the more mellow the taste will be."

Hearing Lin Zhiyuan's meaning, it is already clear that this story will no longer have the possibility of being filmed.

Then the three of them chatted about some work matters, when Shen Youyan's secretary knocked on the door and came in, and all the stories were sent to the conference room, Lin Zhiyuan took Ji Huaizhi to leave Shen Youyan's office.

"Huaizhi, what do you think about homosexuality?"

Ji Huaizhi shrugged and said, "There is no opinion, everyone has the freedom to fall in love."

"When human beings use freedom to define freedom, freedom is already trapped."

Ji Huaizhi looked at her profile, she had never thought about it before, of course it was not something she would think about, just because Lin Zhiyuan is a story writer, so she would think about many things that others don't understand or Let go of things you understand.

For example, if freedom is used to define freedom, is freedom still freedom?

Lin Zhiyuan turned his head suddenly, and his gaze fell into her eyes.

"Do you have thoughts about me?"