After this incident, the credibility of Congyang Culture was gone, and the sales of all its publications and magazines dropped sharply. When Gu Congli was working, Shi Yin glanced at the curve comparison between his computer and competitors in the industry.

The analysis is appalling.

The new serialization of the new year is still going on. Three weeks later, the popularity rankings have continued to drop, and the works have been cut in half.

Whether a work serialized in a weekly or monthly magazine can be completed is not under the control of the author. If the popularity vote continues to be in the middle or lower for a long time, the publishing house will consider cutting the work in half and directly kicking the work out and replacing it with another new series.

The new serial was cut in half. I casually clicked on the first few posts on Weibo. Almost all of the thousands of comments below were scolding her. They were not some insignificant black spots. It was almost impossible to clean up such a principled issue.

The New Year is completely confused.

There were even rumors later that several painters who were in a similar situation to the previous wife were preparing to file a collective lawsuit.

However, these things had nothing to do with Shi Yin. She retreated for a period of time in a very Buddhist way. Because the deadline was approaching, Shi Yin tied a hairband on her forehead and wrote two words on it with a black water-based pen, "struggle."

The weather was getting warmer, and the thick pajamas were replaced by home cotton T-shirts and hot pants. As soon as Gu Congli opened the study door, he saw this look.

The little girl was wearing a white T-shirt with red stripes on the cuffs and collar. She sat cross-legged on a chair, with a cotton hairband on her head to tie up her broken hair. There were big words written in black pen on it,

My eyes were fixed on the computer screen without looking at him, and my pen tip was scratching on the digital tablet.

Gu Congli said nothing, leaning against the door and looking down at the girl inside, silently and with a gentle expression.

Shi Yin was stared at for a while, then he raised his head and blinked.

During this period of time, she was in seclusion, living a life between three o'clock and one line in her study, bedroom, and bathroom every day. She had all her meals at the table. She really didn't have much time to talk to Gu Congli.

Gu Congli didn't say anything, but after he asked Shi Yin to move in with him and was rejected, he silently expressed his dissatisfaction with practical actions.

He's full of tricks and energetic, and it's as if he's taken aphrodisiacs frequently.

As a result, as soon as he came closer, Shi Yin subconsciously felt that he wanted to do that kind of thing.

Gu Congli walked to the table and leaned forward. Shi Yin immediately dropped his pen and raised his hand, placing his palm against his abdomen in a gesture of rejection.

Through the thin fabric, you can feel the lines of the abdominal muscles underneath.

Gu Congli lowered his eyes, tilted his head slightly and frowned, looking a little confused.

The chair had rollers. Shi Yin pushed him back a little and looked at him with a wrinkled expression: "I don't want it anymore. I still feel pain there. It was swollen last time."

The girl's voice was soft and straightforward. Gu Congli's eyes deepened, and the corners of his lips drooped silently.

Shi Yin understood his expression and slid the edge of the table back a little further. Before he could row out, Gu Congli pulled the chair back by the handle and pulled it in front of him.

Shi Yin's little face was crying, she looked up at him aggrievedly for a while, then suddenly stood up from the table, stepped directly on the chair.

The roller swayed as she moved, making her stand a little unstable. Gu Congli quickly raised his hand to hug her, and clasped the back of the chair with his other hand.

Shi Yin stood on the chair and was suddenly taller than him. She lowered her head with satisfaction and watched him raise his eyes. It was the first time he looked at someone from such an upward angle.

She held his face in her hands, lowered her head, stretched out her tongue and licked his thin lips, kissed him again, touched her soft lips twice, and whispered coquettishly while pleasing him: "Gu

teacher……"

Gu Congli closed his eyes.

The little girl becomes more and more like a fairy.

He clasped her waist with his palms, lifted her up, bent down and put her back in the chair, leaning on the table and lowering her head: "Kiss her again."

Shi Yin raised her head, raised her arms to hook his neck, and leaned in to kiss him obediently.

Gu Congli clasped the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

It took him a long time before he let her go. The girl hung softly on him, gasping for breath. Her lips were swollen, her long hair was messy, and her eyes were moist and vague.

Gu Congli's fingertips traced the moist corners of her eyes, and his voice was rustling, soft and soft: "Cry for me, and I will spare you today."

"..."

Shi Yin adjusted his breathing and glared at him: "Editor-in-Chief, you have forgotten to take your medicine again recently."

Gu Congli smiled and stood up: "I didn't plan to do anything at first, but I didn't expect Teacher Shi Yi to be so enthusiastic."

This is called not planning to do anything.

Shi Yin rubbed her painful lips and rolled her eyes: "It's true that Teacher Gu was too enthusiastic before, which made me a little scared."

He didn't answer, but glanced under her body. Under the casual shorts, there was a pair of straight, white, long legs.

After a pause, his eyes stopped somewhere and he asked, "Does it really still hurt? Do you want to see a doctor?"

Shi Yin shook his head: "It's gone now. It was just that it was overused before."

After she finished speaking, she fell silent for the first time.

Gu Congli also fell silent.

After a long while, he said quietly: "I'll pay attention to it in the future."

Shi Yin blushed and pushed him against the chair: "Come on, hurry up, I have to work!"

"Hongming Longque" is selling very well. During the pre-sale period, the sales volume almost exceeded 10,000. It has been released for nearly a month. If it continues at this rate, it will probably be out of stock and reprinted in more than two months.

After handing in the drawing before the deadline, Shi Yin received a call from Lin Niannian.

Since the last time, Lin Niannian returned to her hometown, and Shi Yin would sometimes ask her about her situation on WeChat. Lin Niannian was always unwilling to say more and took the initiative to contact her. This was the first time recently.

On the phone, Lin Niannian's voice was brisk. After the two chatted for a few words, they started a video and she showed Shi Yin her belly.

At more than 20 weeks of pregnancy, she was already showing signs of pregnancy, and she finally decided to keep the baby.

"Apart from the fact that my dad almost beat me to death and then didn't say a word to me for three months, the process went pretty smoothly," Lin Niannian said with a smile, "I've made my decision and I can't go back on it. My mother didn't say that.

What, you just asked me if I plan to find a man in the future?"

"I said, why should I look for a man? I haven't been able to make money yet, and I don't have many abilities and many shortcomings. Do I still need a man now that I have a son?"

Shi Yin chatted with her for several hours. After hanging up the video, he felt deeply. Suddenly he felt homesick and called Shi's mother. Shi's mother seemed to be chatting with her little sister or a relative, so she picked up the phone.

I can hear the voices of women over there talking, it's so lively.

"Hey, Yin Yin."

Shi Yin responded and chatted for a few words about home affairs. Then she suddenly asked: "Mom, let me ask you a question."

Shi Mu: "Just tell me."

"Suppose I'm pregnant, and the man is a scumbag, and I want to break up with him and give birth to the child myself, will you agree?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for three seconds, then suddenly a roar broke out, Shi's father said: "Is it that bastard named Gu who came last time?!"

Shi's mother's voice also sounded a little panicked, trembling: "Oh, what are you doing? I don't think Xiao Gu is that kind of person. Please listen to what Yin Yin says first."

Shi Yin quickly said: "Hey, no, it's not me, dad! Mom! It's not me!"

No one paid attention to her, and everything was going crazy on the other end.

"Shi Wenhan! When you come back, come back first! Where are you going?"

Shi’s father: “I’ll fucking beat him to death!!”

"Listen to what Yinyin has to say first."

"I heard nothing!!!"

"Shi Wenhan, put down the kitchen knife for me!!!"

Shi Yin: "..."

Shi Yin spent a lot of effort to explain clearly and proved again and again that she was really not pregnant. Shi's father was doubtful and must let her go home tonight and interrogate her face to face.

Shi Yin reluctantly agreed. He just finished the work at hand and hadn't been back for a while, so he went home for two days.

It was almost time for her period, and Shi's mother felt completely relieved. With a wave of her hand, she was allowed to go back to her kennel. Before leaving, she smiled and asked her: "Yinyin, I remember if Xiao Gu is twenty-nine."

?”

Shi Yin nodded.

Shi's mother continued: "He is thirty, and you are also twenty-four during the Chinese New Year. You two have no plans?"

Shi's mother was very fond of Gu Congli, her son-in-law. She was satisfied with everything she looked at, no matter how she thought about it: "I think this year will be good. It's best to set the date this year and get engaged first. Take advantage of the date to arrange it."

, I will be born next year in the year of the Golden Rooster."

Shi Yin choked: "Mom, I'm only twenty-four, and we haven't talked for long yet. Why are you so anxious?"

"I won't be twenty-five next year, and you will be able to recite poems when I am twenty-five," Shi's mother learned, "Goose goose—"

Of course Shi Yin was not impressed and praised himself without enthusiasm: "Wow, I'm so smart."

Shi Mu opened her eyes wide and pursed her lips: "I know these three words."

Shi Yin: "..."

It was still early when he left home. It was just past the morning rush hour on a weekday morning. Shi Yin was not in a hurry and took the subway without taking a taxi.

There were not many people in the subway, so Shi Yin sat in the middle and waited while taking out his cell phone to check Weibo.

After a few minutes, the subway came into the station. I looked up, then lowered my head, got on the train, and stood in the corner to continue brushing.

After checking in for several stops, I suddenly realized something was wrong.
To be continued...