MTL - Finding Glowing Beauty in Books-Chapter 27 Start reading

After Laning shut down the computer, he took out his mobile phone and deleted the last two words of "Don't die."

She pulled out the words written to her by the Confucian language from the bag, unfolded in the room, and finally found a position on the wall.

Of course, she posted the "Laning" pair.

While sleeping, Lan Ning stared at the opposite side of the bed for a while and slowly closed her eyes.

Early the next morning, she was carrying the manuscript of the fortunate teacher, as if she was carrying millions of dollars and was on her way to the company.

Because she didn't come to work on Monday, she deliberately came early. When she boarded Q.Q, she found out that she had sent her an offline file last night, which was a manuscript on his computer. Lan Ning received the document and sent it to the editor.

A day did not go to work Q.Q accumulated a lot of things did not deal with, Lan Ning, the author sent the news one by one, the editor just came. She quickly stood up and handed the kraft paper bag up: "Editor-in-chief, this is the manuscript of the fortunate teacher, collected!"

The editor's action paused and he breathed a sigh of relief: "I finally delivered the paper." She took the paper bag and untied the winding around the seal.

Lan Ning explained next: "This is the last part. Because of the power outage, the teacher wrote it. I sent it to your mailbox."

"Okay, I know." The editor took the manuscript out and took it back, and took it back and brought it back to his office.

Lan Ning sat back in the position and was relieved, and a large stone in his heart finally landed.

After a while, the editor-in-chief sent a message and told her to go to the office. Lan Ning frowned and wondered, what was the problem with the manuscript?

She didn't dare to delay and passed away.

"Editor, is there any problem with the manuscript?"

The editor-in-chief looked at her and gave her the manuscript she had just given back to her: "I just contacted Mr. Xingxin, and he said that I hope this book will be done by you."

Lan Ning suddenly stayed on the spot and slowed down for a while or couldn't believe it: "I will do it?"

"Well, since the teacher said so, you are responsible."

"But..." She has never done a mystery novel, and this book is the latest work of the teacher, "Is it really ok?"

"Do you have no confidence?" The editor-in-chief looked at her and said, "Don't worry, the copywriters you write and the seals will be reviewed. I think ok will pass you."

There is a editor who makes the final check. She is naturally very safe, and she is fortunate enough to make this book. It is a golden opportunity for her. She feels that she may have to embark on the peak of this person and marry Gao Fu handsome!

"Reassured, editor, I will definitely do this book, so that you and the teacher and readers are satisfied!" Lan Ning excitedly with the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief smiled: "The first 100,000 words have been proofread. You have sorted out the remaining manuscripts and sent them to proofreading."

"understood!"

"Give me a copy before finalizing."

"Ok!"

Lan Ning held the manuscript in his hand and liked to go out in the field. Apple just finished eating an apple and saw her beaming out of the editorial room. She joked: "Why, the editor gave you a raise?"

Lan Ning excitedly took her hand: "Apple fruit! Editor-in-chief said that the book of Mr. Xingxin was handed over to me! You said that I am going to be red!"

Apple glimpsed and patted her shoulder and encouraged: "This is a good opportunity, you have to do it!"

"Yes, I know!" Lan Ning's heart is still floating in the clouds, a little unreal feeling. The book "Death Message" is the most valuable book she has taken over the years, and she does not say anything else. The pen name of Guangxuan is the guarantee of sales.

Making a real best-selling book is not only a benefit to the editor, but also a glory. Even if this glory is the light of the author, she is still happy!

She put the manuscript into the file box and opened the lucky QQ: "Teacher, I just heard the editor-in-chief said, "The Message of Death" is handed over to me, although I used to do girl literature, but please Rest assured, I will definitely make a book that will satisfy you! [Struggle]

Fortunately: Well.

Hey, although Lan Ning thinks his reaction is a bit cold, but it doesn't matter, she is happy now!

Cauliflower: Thanks to the teacher for trusting me! But still want to ask weakly, how can the teacher think of handing over the book to me?

Fortunately: Nothing, just want to tell you, it is not so easy to get rid of me. :)

Lan Ning: "..."

Hehehehehe, why should she ask more questions? It’s not so good to look forward to it!

Cauliflower: o(n_n)o~

She forked the fortunate dialog box and just saw the editor sent a message: "I just forgot, you asked the lucky teacher to have a manuscript. If you don't want it, I will pick up the manuscript and collect it."

Lan Ning: "..."

She obediently poked her heart again: "Teacher, the editor-in-chief asked the manuscript, do you still want it?"

Fortunately, I want to return it to you after you finish playing.

Cauliflower: ... I know.

Cauliflower: Oh, yes, we will fight for the listing at the end of May, can we?

Fortunately: Well.

Cauliflower: Then I went to sort out the manuscript ( ̄ ̄) bye~

Fortunately: I remember that the manuscript should be brought back to me personally, and I can’t send it by courier.

Cauliflower: I know!

The manuscript is so precious, he can't help but understand. She finished the manuscript and gave proofreading along with the manuscript.

Before leaving work in the afternoon, the proofreading part of the handwritten draft was completed. Lan Ning took the manuscript and prepared to send it to the Confucian language. When she arrived near his home, she went to the last cake shop to buy a few cakes. Although the teacher said that she liked the sweetheart, it was too late.

At the time of checkout, a man pushed the door and came in. Lanning looked down at the subconscious side and frowned.

It is Yu Muyuan! Why is this person still not offline!

Yu Muyuan also saw her, and some surprises said: "Lan Ning, we really have a chance."

Lan Ning yelled in the heart twice, urging the cashier opposite: "Trouble you, thank you."

Yu Muyuan seems to be unable to see that the other party does not want to take care of himself. He also joined in with great enthusiasm: "I will pay for it."

"No need!" Lan Ning took the card out of the bag and handed it to the cashier. Yu Muyuan licked his lips and said: "Even if you break up, you don't have to reject people thousands of miles away."

Lan Ning gas did not hit a place to say to him: "Mr. Yu, I have already told you very clearly, next time you see me again, please pretend not to know."

The cashier curiously looked at them and looked at them. "There are a total of seventy-eight, thank you for your patronage."

Lan Ning took the brushed card back to the leather bag and prepared the cake to go. I didn't expect that Mu Yuan would have taken the bag she had in her arms.

"What are you doing?!" Lan Ning looked at him angrily. Inside was the manuscript of the fortunate teacher. He even dared to grab even the teacher's manuscript! She put down the cake and prepared to punch him at any time: "This is the information of our company, please return it to me."

Yu Muyuan said: "I invite you to have a meal and return it to you after the meal."

Lan Ning took a breath and his fist was already itchy. "Sorry, I can't eat it for you. Please return the bag to me immediately!"

Yu Muyuan looked at her with the kind of injured eyes. He also prayed in his eyes: "I can't do a meal? After eating this meal, we don't owe each other."

"Ha ha." Lan Ning was directly sneered. "What do you think you can do, can you write off a meal? Sorry, I am not that big."

She said that she was going to grab the paper bag on his hand, and the door of the cake shop was pushed away again. A figure walked around to Mu Yuan, and he couldn't help but take away the paper bag on his hand.

Yu Muyuan and Lan Ning are both a glimpse, and Lan Ning looked at the man and almost circled again. It was a man with a mask, but even if his face was halfway covered, Lan Ning recognized it at a glance.

It’s not a Confucian language!

Although this scene is a bit confusing, since the manuscript has returned to their hands, there is no need to stay here again. She picked up the cake at the checkout counter, looked at the Confucian language, and quickly walked out: "Go!"

The Confucian language did not leave immediately. He held a paper bag in his hand and looked at Mu Yuan with a slight brow.

Yu Muyuan’s brow is also locked. It seems that he is very dissatisfied with this bite that he has killed in the middle of the road: "Who are you?"

The Confucian language moved the mask down and exposed the face: "Lanning's boyfriend, we have seen it in the supermarket."

This time, Mu Yu’s brow is even wrinkled like a knot, and the Confucian language looks at him. It seems like a threat, and it seems like a warning: "Don’t hang around Lan Ning."

His voice is cold, like a sharp, cold metal, revealing a dangerous atmosphere.

At this moment, Yu Muyuan even thought that he wanted to kill himself.

The Confucian language looked at him again, put on the mask again, and walked out of the cake shop.

Lan Ning is waiting for him outside, seeing him out, some dissatisfied: "How are you so slow?"

The Confucian language did not answer, just asked her with a paper bag: "Is my manuscript inside?"

"Oh..." Laning was a little embarrassed. "Even if you didn't come, I can grab it back!"

Confucianism looked at her silently.

Silent pressure pressed Lan Ning to be somewhat self-confident. She coughed twice and had to shift the subject: "That, how come you are here?"

The shopping bag in the hand of Confucianism was brought up and looked at her: "I came down to buy something and just saw you inside."

"Oh... why are you wearing a mask?"

The Confucian language laughed and took off the mask with one hand: "Why do you want to wear a mask?"

There was still a clear cyan on the corner of his mouth, and at first glance it was smashed.

"Oh... I seem to be really heavy, huh, huh."

"Please add medical expenses when you settle the payment."

Lan Ning: "..."

She stared at him in her heart, and the Confucian language walked beside her and asked, "Have your ex-boyfriend live near here?"

"It should be..." Otherwise, I will not meet him twice here.

The Confucian language was silent for a while and said: "I want to move."

Lan Ning was stunned by her own saliva: "What?"

"I want to move." The Confucian language repeated once. "I think that he lives around, I feel that the air is polluted."

Lan Ning: "..."

Well, in fact, she understands this feeling a bit, but he has no deep hatred with Mu Yuan?

"Yes, what is the name of your ex-boyfriend?" The rhetoric suddenly asked.

Lan Ning groaned and asked: "What do you ask for this?"

"Nothing, it's an ordinary collection of materials."

"Ah?" Lan Ning's eyes flashed some doubts. She knew that writers need to draw materials, but is it a kind of collection? Ah, forget it, anyway, the name of Mu Yuan is not a trade secret. Since the teacher said that he wants to take the material, take it.

"Yu Muyuan." Lan Ning said, and gave him two more.

"Yeah." After the Confucian language was clear, she nodded to her. "I have to modify the manuscript."

"Oh, ok, but the proofreading school is a part of it. When you change it, pay attention to keep the traces of the changes."

"Well, I will send you after I change it."