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Chapter 37 second quarter

Snapped! The black folder was thrown in front of Fang Yue, and the deputy editor's face was darker than the folder. "What's the name of this you wrote?" The short man with the hair on his forehead dyed eye-catching purple and wearing a famous brand looked condescendingly at Fang Yue who was sitting behind the desk, pointing at the orchid flower intentionally or unintentionally, "I said This issue of IDEA should focus on highlighting the independence of modern women and their achievements in this society. Why did you go to school and create a series of student girls?! Do you still want to do it? !"

Fang Yue was taken aback, and said, "It's not that the theme of this issue is on campus..." "Campus ghost!" The deputy editor interrupted him angrily, "The campus style has been moved to the next issue, didn't I send you an email to inform you to change the subject!" "Email?" Fang Yue was at a loss. The deputy editor's gaze shifted to Ye Yan who was at Fang Yue's next table, and asked, "The other day I sent you an email asking you to notify him of changing the subject, and you didn't tell me?" Ye Yan blinked his big eyes with exquisite eyeliner, pointed at Fang Yue innocently and said, "I wrote him a note, and put it under his keyboard, he didn't see it, can you blame me?" I have been busy with GRANDY's interview these days, and my head is dizzy."

Only then did Fang Yue look under the keyboard. On the left side, a little edge of paper was exposed. If you didn't pay attention, you couldn't find it. When you opened the keyboard, there was a small pink note under it. "You..." The deputy editor-in-chief frowned and glanced at Ye Yan, but his tone could not be severe, he just hummed twice, "I said, you should be more careful next time!" Ye Yan nodded quickly, and said coquettishly, "I won't write a note next time." "Yeah." The deputy editor looked away, didn't look at Fang Yue more, and didn't mean to apologize, and walked straight back to his office, as if nothing had happened.Ye Yan also continued typing on the keyboard as if nothing had happened.

Fang Yue sat quietly in his seat, sorting out the manuscript. As the new editor of Charming magazine, Fang Yue encountered this situation for the first time.Just because he is a newcomer, he once won a compliment from the big boss for a manuscript that judges character by clothes.This sentence of appreciation not only elicited Fang Yue's boundless enthusiasm for work, but also attracted the eyes of his colleagues. Regardless of whether the big boss is unintentional or intentional, they have never heard him praise anyone's manuscript in person. Later, Fang Yue's work became more and more unsatisfactory. The well-written interview said that the theme was wrong, but the well-known authors who tried their best to invite them were always "accidentally" intercepted by other colleagues.

Although Fang Yue is young, he is not stupid. Of course he understands why he was excluded.When he disdains and angers the darkness of others, he secretly worries for himself. As a newcomer, if this continues, the most direct impact will be to be kicked out by the landlord.It is impossible to live normally in this city just relying on that meager basic salary without generous editorial fees. Fang Yue met Luo Ying on such a depressing morning. In the dialog box that popped up on MSN, Fang Yue's college classmate Seagull typed out a paragraph: "Let me introduce you to an author. Although I don't write much for fashion magazines, the writing is good."

"Okay." Fang Yue cheered up and replied. So, Seagull pulled Luo Ying into the dialogue between the three of them. Seeing Luo Ying's name, Fang Yue immediately knew her origin.He had seen Luo Ying's name in some literary magazines more than once, speaking of which, Luo Ying could be considered a relatively well-known figure in this circle.get to know her.Fang Yue was happy and a little excited. After Seagull had introduced them to each other, he withdrew from the conversation, leaving the two of them to engage in a most ordinary conversation. Fang Yue was cautious towards Luo Ying at first, for fear that any of his words would make her dissatisfied.Based on his experience, most well-known authors are somewhat arrogant.

However, after that day, Fang Yue was a little pleasantly surprised to find that Luo Ying was not only not difficult to deal with, but also approachable and cute, with humorous and straightforward speech, which he had never met before.After looking at Luo Ying's photo, he was even more surprised to find that the girl's appearance was as cute as her way of talking, and her big round eyes seemed to be filled with two pools of clear water. Some impurities. The sunlight at the end of August came in through the window, shining faintly on Luo Ying's photo on the monitor. Fang Yue looked at this small photo, and every word Luo Ying typed, every naughty word flashed in front of his eyes like a movie. The expression is a little lost...

At night, Fang Yue was lying on the bed, and the sultry air kept coming in from the window, but Fang Yue didn't feel uncomfortable at all. The strange feeling in his heart didn't fade away, but it became thicker and thicker, so thick that he completely ignored it. Discomfort from this rotten weather. Are you in love with her? Fang Yue thought uncertainly. It's just a person who has never even met face to face, how can he be so worried about him? However, another voice came out of my mind, and said coldly—— You don't love, you're just too lonely. Fang Yue was taken aback by his own body.

He got up, shook his head vigorously, looked at the sleeping city outside the window, and told himself that he was wrong, he must have fallen in love with that girl, and it is not uncommon to fall in love at first sight. However, I am really lonely. In this city, Fang Yue had no relatives, no real friends, and the infighting among his colleagues made him tired and helpless.When he was extremely tired, he could not wait for God to give him a sweet comfort, give him a life-saving straw, and accompany him through such pale and ups and downs. Think about it calmly, whether it is true love or life-saving straw, he needs such a person so much.

So, after that August morning, he stayed on MSN every day to see if Luo Ying was online. Whenever he saw her profile picture was green, his heart would be as vivid as that color. His profile picture turned gray, and his heart sank. He wants to talk to him every day. He reads her blog, understands her preferences, chooses the most suitable topic he thinks, chats with Luo Ying in the most natural manner, and tells her all the things he has encountered. Tell her about the depression at this time and the wandering in the past. Luo Ying always listened carefully, and then analyzed and cheered him up as if he were dealing with his own problems.

Gradually, Fang Yue discovered that Luo Ying, who had never been online at night before, spent more and more time online. When she was upset and wanted to talk to someone, her profile picture always lit up.That touch of green is reassuring. In November, when the ginkgo leaves outside the window were shining like gold, Luo Ying became Fang Yue's girlfriend. On that day, there were no flowers, no gifts, not even an affectionate look at each other, there was only a dialog box on the monitor—— "Will you be my girlfriend?" "OK." "If you promise, you can't go back on it." "I won't go back on my word." On that day, Fang Yue never felt that the color of the sky was so beautifully blue. The emptiness in his heart that had accumulated for many years was filled at that moment, and his body was like a rickety boat that finally reached the solid shore.
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