Yao Qiong saw this look of Qian Siliang, and the secret way was not good, but he did not expect that he used to mock the other party with his last name, which would actually cause such an effect.

  When a man has tears, he does not flick it lightly, but he is not sad.

  Yao Qiong sighed, and had to put down the shelf to comfort the editor-in-chief. It was the first time he saw Qian Siliang’s fragile side...

The two men started to fight together in this way. The relationship that was originally very stiff, but also got a lot of harmony, although Qian Siliang still yelled "Yao Er", and Yao Qiong also called him mercilessly " "Little Si" or "Si Niang".

The two drank and drank until midnight, and walked on the cold and empty streets with their shoulders on their backs. The cool breeze of the spring day only heard Qian Siliang's speechlessly saying: "I want to start a new magazine and go through it. How about Egg’s "Shards of Time"? I have thought about the name of my magazine, and it’s called "Smallest Talk", and I will be able to publish "Most Comics" and "Most xx" in the future. I want to create my own magazine kingdom!"

Yao Qiong said with a smile: "The name of this magazine is so bad. If you want me to run the magazine, it must be called "Solo Group". It costs one dollar per word to receive the manuscript. No routine articles, really good articles, at least. I can see. I have selected several writers under my banner. Wu Di, Liang Liang, and Gu Yangfan are all good seedlings, and I should create a real stage for them! By the way, I am also in the traditional literary world. There are many like-minded friends, and I admire their standards!"

  ""Solo Group"? If you really want to do it, it is estimated that the second issue will have a miscarriage. Yao Er, I am better than you when it comes to running a magazine!"

"Yeah, Si Niang. But when it comes to scolding people with pen, of course I am strong. You are a puffed bag. You don't know how to resist when you are hacked to death. There is no need to restrain yourself like this. Do what you love, just like me. After learning from other teacher Fujian, I feel that what I wrote is better!"

   "Hehe, do you know how to play with readers better? Also, I have never been familiar with ordinary people, making a lot of money in a muffled voice. How can I be like you, like a mad dog."

"My pleasure!"

  ……

  Sometimes men are like this. One drink and one dry fight may improve the relationship.

  Naturally, Wu Di didn’t know that Qian Siliang, the editor-in-chief of "Shards of Time", because of her, was made to not even want the "Shards of Time" that he had worked so hard, because the constraints were too great.

  Qian Siliang hopes that he can create a true perfect goddess, but the reality has given him a head shot. The perfect goddess in front of the public, an innocent lady, always has a big figure who can play with her wantonly.

He has had enough. In the process of discovering the idolization of his own writers, even the idol writers themselves have been targeted by certain beasts. Although he has always wanted to turn the youth literature circle into an alternative entertainment circle, he He didn't want to bring the bad ethos of the entertainment industry to this circle. He believed that Su Manwen hated his practice, and it was because of this.

  Those who write articles are most taboo to be impetuous.

  Fame and fortune are the most impetuous things.

  Qian Siliang’s hand showed a piece of material, which turned out to be a copy of Wu Di’s participation in the audition. Even if he didn’t know much literature, he knew that Wu Di’s article could not pass the audition...

   He sighed and took the initiative to visit Wu Di. He knew that he had done this kind of thing in a black box, and it was okay that no one stabbed him. If he was stabbed, he would still have Wu Di. Isn’t he going to be ruined?

  Wait, how did the other party know about this? Qian Siliang frowned. For some reason, Huang Qianyi's dog-legged face flashed in his mind. He seemed to have seen his quarrel with Wei Bo, right?

  Qian Siliang, who knows Huang Qianyi very well, already has a word in his mind—seller asks for glory.

Huang Qianyi, because of Qian Siliang’s appreciation, is even more mixed with the traditional literary world. Although he is a dead end, he has a lot of say in "Time Fragments". If Qian Siliang leaves the position of editor-in-chief, then Basically it was his turn to take the post.

  As long as you are human, you want to have a higher status. In this cannibalistic society, what people hate is not the cannibalism, but the inability to eat them.

  Qian Siliang now feels a sense of desolation of "the renunciation of the relatives" and "the end of the hero". He is obviously close to success, but he finds that all the moths have run out.

  After reflection, he felt that this might be an inevitable thing. He is a person whose interests are paramount. Now it seems normal for others to betray him for profit.

  It's really time to change your own rules of life. In this world, not only are there benefits, but it is also humane, right?

  Cut, don't do it, don't do it, and if you have no money in the future, go to Yao Er's place to eat and drink, and he should pay off his debts because of how much he has cheated on himself!

  Qian Siliang thought arrogantly, but then he took the materials and went to see a person. This person was naturally Wu Di. He was very guilty. At this time of powerlessness, he at least hoped that he could apologize.

The meeting place was in a tea room in a certain bamboo forest in this green bamboo city. The environment was extremely quiet, but Qian Siliang had no intention of caring about the environment. He just wanted to tell Wu Di that she was targeted by some people. .

Qian Siliang found out that it was the first time that he met Wu Di officially. The first time he saw Wu Di, the other party used a whip to beat some people, which left a deep impression on him. This girl is still civil and military. Shuangquan...

  However, in modern society, no matter how powerful a person is, he cannot compete with the country.

Qian Siliang not only brought the black material that others wanted to shame him, but also brought the "perfect idol writer planning book" that he had conceived for several months. This is his painstaking effort. Although there is no chance to realize it, he has If you want to share with each other, just take it as a dream...

  Today Wu Di’s dress is still very pure and elegant. She wore a pure white dress, her long hair casually dangled, and her whole body exuded an elegant and bookish air, which was especially charming.

  Qian Siliang once again sighed, sure enough, a naturally beautiful girl, who does not deliberately package or deliberately promote, can be popular on the Internet.

   "Student Wu Di, no, it should be the poet Wu Di now, hello, we meet again." Qian Siliang has a professional smile on his face, he is really good at dealing with people.

   "There is no need to call me a poet, just call me'Classmate Wu Di.' I'm just a student." Wu Di is as humble as ever. She has never been complacent about this matter.

  This time she came to see Qian Siliang, mainly because this person had a good impression of her last time. He was a reasonable person, and the appearance of this person made her not even wary of thoughts... (To be continued.)