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23, Asahi Poem 5(1/2)

Shi Yin didn't know where he offended Gu Congli again. After a phone call was hung up inexplicably, the editor-in-chief disappeared again.

However, the relationship between the two of them is just that of editor-in-chief and comic book author. When there is no work, there seems to be no need to keep in touch.

He is neither a friend nor an acquaintance. No matter how natural his attitude towards him is, it is just to avoid embarrassment.

The relationship between the two people can only be based on work.

Shi Yin could tell the difference very clearly.

After all the work at hand was solved, she spent a few leisurely days, sleeping at home every day until she woke up naturally, getting up, ordering takeout, eating, playing games and watching TV shows.

After spending a few days of decadence and leisure, Shi Yin took a shower one night and suddenly realized that he seemed to have gained weight.

Women are very sensitive to their appearance and figure. They can tell something is wrong almost at a glance. Her belly is almost bulging!

Shi Yin was so frightened that he ran to the nearby gym in the afternoon, peeing like shit.

She moved to this community not long ago. She didn't have much money before, and the house she rented was relatively eccentric. It was only after she graduated that she chose the house she is living in now. It is a mid- to high-end community with a good location, good environment, and the rent is very luxurious.

There are all kinds of supermarkets and shopping malls nearby, as well as a high-end fitness club. The members are basically residents of the community. The environment is very good, with a swimming pool on the first floor, fitness equipment on the second floor, and various classes.

On the first day Shi Yin went there, he took a physical fitness test and asked the coach melancholy: "How long will it take for me to lose the fat on my belly?"

The coach pinched her tendons and scanned her abdomen with X-rays for three minutes. He didn't see where her fat was, so he could only say very professionally: "If you want to get a waistline, it will take more than a month."

You can see the effect.”

Shi Yin is also a little obsessed with her waistcoat line. She is actually very envious of the photos of pretty girls showing off their waistcoat lines on Instagram every day.

It's a pity that she stays at home all year round and has very little exercise. Not to mention muscles, she doesn't even have any skin.

When she thought about her slim waist, raised legs, waistcoat line, and handsome wheat-colored skin, Shi Yin was excited, and immediately applied for an annual card, which also came with 20 yoga classes.

After applying for the card, I bought a set of fitness clothes online, washed them when they arrived, and went directly the next day while the enthusiasm was still there. I decided to check in every time I came, so I took a photo in the gym mirror and sent it.

Moments, with words [If I can’t practice my waistcoat line this year, I won’t call you Shi Gugu!]

This move was indeed ruthlessly ridiculed by many people.

Fang Shu directly questioned: [It will be winter when you have mastered the vest line, and then you hibernate for three months and you have no food left. What is the point of practicing this thing? 】

Ergou is a bit sharper: [Stop pretending, I saw it all, that handsome coach looking at you from behind, admit it, you are just for muscular men.]

Shi Yin: "..."

Only then did she realize that she had not noticed that the personal trainer was also included in the photo.

Ergou is so gay that even his focus is gay.

The Summer Newcomer Awards and the September issue coincided with each other, and the editorial department of "Red Moon" was so busy from beginning to end that I was confused.

This is often the case. After the author has finished his work, it is time for the editors to officially start the battle call.

Although most of the time, the editorial department is filled with howls and screams of ghosts and wolves when urging manuscripts.

The Summer Comic Newcomer Award is organized by several well-known publishing houses in the publishing industry. Each publishing house selects a few works, and then the well-known cartoonists and teachers in the industry judge and rank the top three. However, in the end, the top seven

All famous works can be published in the publication, and for the sake of fairness, reader popularity voting will be conducted.

The office was busy and noisy. Gu Congli finished reading the last manuscript at hand, got up and walked out of the office to the rest area.

He got a cup of hot water and casually found a seat by the window to sit down.

Looking down from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the flow of vehicles and people was reduced. It was in the evening, during the evening rush hour, and the streets were full of students from a nearby high school, walking in groups of twos and threes, talking and laughing through the streets.

Gu Congli glanced across at random, and his eyes froze.

Under the traffic light across the road, a little girl in school uniform stood sideways at the street entrance. She was neatly dressed in school uniform, and her long hair was tied into a high ponytail. Maybe it was because she had been in school all day.

It was a little loose, and a few strands of broken hair hung down, sticking to the side of her fair face.

The girl was holding a red can of sweet milk of a certain brand, biting a straw in her mouth and listening to the classmate next to her. She didn’t know what she heard. She spit out the straw and started to laugh. Her eyes were crooked, and her smile was unique to her age.

girlish feeling.

Bright, flamboyant, full of vitality and bright colors.

Gu Congli narrowed his eyes.

From this angle, the profile of the profile looks a bit similar.

Even the milk I like is the same.

Gu Congli found it puzzling why this brand of milk was so popular from six years ago to six years later. He once bought a can out of curiosity. The taste was so sweet that he didn't want to take a second sip.

But it seems that girls like it very much.

The things girls like are always weird.

He stood up, threw the paper cup into the trash can, and turned back to the office.

On the computer screen is a blank form, with only the name "Hong Ming" filled in.

After thinking for a while, he tapped the keyboard twice with his fingertips and added two more words at the end.

——"Crying Dragon Bird"

Forget it, since she likes it.

Gu Congli thought that the author's personal wishes still need to be considered.

He took the phone and opened a certain author's WeChat account. Without speaking immediately, he clicked into her circle of friends.

a photo.

The woman is wearing a gray fitness suit, revealing her fair belly, slender waist, and a pair of slender white legs under her sports shorts.

Behind her stood a man in a tight vest, his eyes glued to her body. His skin color was very dark, like a piece of disgusting, sticky, greasy, and affectionate chocolate.

As expected, Shi Yin's enthusiasm for the gym didn't last more than a week, and he only used his gym card a few times. Every day he thought about going tomorrow, but tomorrow turned out to be another tomorrow.

The summer in City S is very long, and the weather is still hot in September. She doesn’t even take a step outside her house every day. She just wants to sit at home, eat ice cream and blow on the air conditioner, let alone go to the treadmill and exercise bike to sweat, even if there is the temptation of waistcoat lines.

I can only break up and say goodbye.

But she didn't gain anything at all.

She met an old lady at the gym.

The old man was wearing peach-pink fitness clothes and dyed burgundy hair. He was extremely fashionable. The treadmill was set to a slow speed and he walked leisurely beside Shi Yin.

Shi Yin felt that this grandma was too hot and couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

Turning his head again, he met her smiling gaze.

Shi Yin was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed, said hello, and chatted for a while.

Later, Shi Yin went there several times, but she didn't know if it was really destined. She met the old man several times and gradually became familiar with him.

The old lady is in her seventies. She is a very lively old lady with a very strong body. She does not do much other things. She just walks slowly on the treadmill, as if she is walking in a park, leisurely and comfortable.

The fitness card was given to her by her grandson. When she mentioned her grandson, the old man smiled so hard: "My little grandson is a filial child with a good temper. He speaks softly to everyone. He has been pleasing to others since he was a child."

like."

Shi Yin was very flattering and said sincerely: "You have such a good character, your grandson must be lovable."

Later, the two of them also added WeChat. The old man was not very good at it, so Shi Yin taught her step by step and taught her how to pronounce. The two of them had a vague feeling of being friends for many years.

In early September, Shi Yin received a call from Gu Congli again.

A month had passed since the last time he was hung up on for no apparent reason. Shi Yin had almost forgotten about this person. Every day, he was seriously focusing on his new persona of "a happy fat house who just hangs around at home and waits to eat his own money."

At that time, her editor finally remembered her and reminded her dutifully that she was not an unemployed vagrant.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Shi Yin, who had just gotten up from bed and washed up, drank yogurt and answered the phone: "Good morning, editor-in-chief."

Gu Congli has become accustomed to her "morning". She didn't wake up before 9:30 in the morning when she was working on the manuscript, let alone resting now.

The man's voice was cold, as if he was sorting something out while speaking, accompanied by the sound of paper: "It seems that Teacher Shiyi's second episode storyboard draft is ready."

Shi Yin put down the yogurt cup, thinking that he was hallucinating.

When she heard him call her teacher for the first time, she suddenly felt like she was bullying her teacher and destroying her ancestors.

She blinked and licked the yogurt on her lips: "No, what if I lose the selection and don't get the chance to be serialized?"

Gu Congli's tone was incomprehensible: "Teacher Shi Yi is so humble."

Shi Yin was so embarrassed by his praise: "It's not bad, it should be."

"..."

Gu Congli seemed to be shocked by her. He was quiet for a while before continuing: "Do you think it's too late to start drawing when you are sure to get the chance to be serialized?"

Of course it's too late.

I will definitely have to rush all night like last time.

But Shi Yin was used to it.

I know it would be much more leisurely if I started doing it early, but I just can't do it. I don't even want to lift my fingers until the last moment.

Don’t look back until you see a dead end. Isn’t this the most basic accomplishment of a procrastinator?
To be continued...
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