Chapter 13:

"He stared at me like this, and I couldn't help being shy."
"I didn't expect him to open my arms and hug me suddenly. I was struggling and trembling in his arms like a bunny."
"What to do, the whole body is so hot that it can't cool down. God, this must be the initial symptom of falling in love."
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Qi Qi saw this, her eyebrows were wrinkled together, and she looked at Ning Xiaoxiao with a powerless expression: "No."
Ning Xiaoxiao screamed: "Why?"
Qi Qi rubbed the bridge of her nose hard and waved her hand to move the laptop away from her desk, avoiding her eyes from being abused by the words on the screen.
"Because of this script-it's too thunderous."
"This is the book I'm showing you!" Ning Xiaoxiao's screaming level increased. After the eyes, the ears were also poisoned.
"Because you showed it to me, I would vomit face to face. When I changed other screenwriters, I would just say politely," I'm sorry, I don't think I can control this script. " Psychological and action descriptions are read directly in lines, which is simply God ’s perspective, and the thunder is rolling ... Moreover, these psychological descriptions are still very small women. Is n’t this really a straight-chested woman? "
Qi Qi was frightened and walked around her arm twice, goose bumps fell to the ground.
"Huh, brother, you don't have a boyfriend, and you don't understand the mentality of people in love." Ning Xiaoxiao snorted and squinted to observe his reaction.
"If everyone in love is like this, then I would choose to remain single." Qi Po answered calmly.
"Humph! One day I will make you envious, jealous, and hateful!" I thought he could make him a little embarrassed, and teased him to find one, but he didn't expect him to be so invulnerable.
"Having said that, how did your writer's style of writer become like this, and what stimulated you?"
"Hee hee hee," Ning Xiaoxiao suddenly covered his mouth and smiled, and pressed his eyebrows to make eyes, "Okay, I didn't actually write this script."
Qi Zhen heard the words with a sigh of relief and patted his chest to show that he was greatly comforted.
If not, he intends to spend ten minutes seriously persuading Shimei not to give up treatment.
"Actually, the screenwriter is planning. She invited me to be a lobbyist. I beg you to take it." It means that the screenwriter cannot be changed.
"Absolutely, yes, no, then."
"Take it, it's only one issue. If you don't pick me up, I'm embarrassed to go back and go on a business trip. Besides, those thunderous lines are all acceptable. She is looking for you with an attack. If the attacking line is not thundering, will you get it?" Xiao Xiao narrowed her mouth, sticking to it like a piece of brown sugar, and stubborn kung fu was in place.
Well, the lines of the attack are actually very embarrassing, but fortunately it seems normal against the strong lines of the lines.
But this is not the point.
"Look for me to attack? It's strange, no one has looked for me to attack at this time."
Qi Qi raised her eyebrows, and there was a flaw in her psychological defense.
Because of the strange unspoken rule of "I have him and I am" circulated, not only have there been no plans to find him to pick up new ones recently, several previous crews have also replaced him, he has been idle, and he has basically been paying debts recently. Although he used to do most offensively in the past, the play was relatively unpopular and ignored, but it was widely circulated with the Tongquetai drama. Many people were brainwashed by his 0.5 sound.
Qi Qi began to remember the days when he was attacking. The little friends he chased in those years-really miss.
"How is it, Brother? Do you want to think about re-doing old business?" Ning Xiaoxiao probably used to be a loach in his last life. He drilled when he saw the crack and accurately used his psychological flaws.
"Let me think about it." Once he let go, the chances of compromise were high.
"Come on, you're getting tired with attack, this time it's a gentle cure attack, it's worth a challenge." Ning Xiaoxiao naturally understands the reason to pursue after victory.
"Okay," Qi Zi Wang Tian sighed, "Anyway, I also recently realized what a cure is."
Ning Xiaoxiao glanced over with both eyes bright: "Is it the cats and cats from that news broadcast, that one is really cured! Is your commentary completely foul! Is it also read in such a loving tone ... No, I was hit by my heart ... Ah, yes, someone from our magazine went through the adoption process! "
"Really? That's great." Qi Chen smiled slightly.
After the news was broadcast that night, colleagues at the hotline came back and reported that they received many calls from the audience, and the response was very good, but it was more pleasant to hear such news outside the unit.
"I also want to adopt one, but there is really no such condition at home." Ning Xiaoxiao looked downcast.
"Me too. I run the field every three days. I really take it home and don't starve to death." Qi Qi said that this reporter's profession is a pet nemesis. "If you can't adopt, donate money and donate things. After all, their hospitals charge so low treatment Fees, the staff needs a little subsidy. "
He once suggested in the email that he would give that person a little subsidy as compensation for providing information.
He knew that the care in those words was not measurable with money, but a few "thanks" made him feel that it was not enough to compensate the precious rest time sacrificed by the other party.
However, that person did not accept it.
The first email was presented to the public through a TV program, and a post was opened in the news forum in the same style.
Then came the second, third, fourth ...
Qi Qi continued to update the status of kittens in several well-known forums, polished the content of the email, strengthened publicity, and received the support of many cat lovers. There were even charities that actively raised money to buy cat food, cat litter, and thermal supplies Wait to be sent to the hospital.
As a reteller, Qi Qi will pay attention to the description when writing the post: "The following is a diary of the doctor."
The content he writes is usually directly published, and the place where the email is quoted will be specially marked with a warm background color with the corresponding font color and style to make it prominent.
It has been more than a month since these "important mails" were accumulated.
At the end of each reply, Qi Qi will attach a personal greeting to him, separated from the main text by a dotted line, and put it at the end. At the end, don't forget to add "^ _ ^" that you are used to.
He was the only person who did this at first. Later, the other party will gradually reply to his greetings at the end of the email and greet him.
There is a sense of intimacy with pen pals during the student years.
After halfway through September, the cats whose condition got better were taken away one after another. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer little guys mentioned in the emails, Qi Qi was both happy and a little sad and lonely.
He thought, the cat's father should feel the same way-
"Speaking brother, your special report waits until all the cats are taken away, will it be completed successfully?" Ning Xiaoxiao took a sip of iced black tea and asked curiously with a straw.
Qi Qi was stunned.
Any follow-up report will have an end day, this he should be clear.
"Perhaps." He adjusted his sitting posture and picked up the coffee to drink silently. Seeing that the eleventh is coming, it is estimated that there is another wave of news, and my focus may have to be shifted as soon as possible.
auzw.com "Mid-Autumn Festival next week and National Day next week are all on holiday. Do you want to ask a few friends to go out together?"
"You should know that when everyone is on vacation, it is our busiest time." If a mirror is now placed in front of him, then he can see the standard "eye-dead" model expression.
"Uh, forget it. You should honestly play the drama and pay off the debt. I told you about the script just now." Ning Xiaoxiao sucked.
Qi Xiao glanced at the script on her screen, and her eyes died once more.
"Okay, for the sake of attack, I will try my best to ignore Xiao Su's lines." I believe his lightning resistance will be significantly improved by then.
"Hee hee, let me drop your qq number to the planner and screenwriter, and ask her to add you. You will discuss the matter yourself." Shimei beat on the keyboard for a while, and suddenly remembered what looked up at him, "Huh? What happened to that drama between you and God cp? When did it happen? "
"I heard that it was possible during the National Day." The demo is coming out, and the play will be completed after the reverberation is completed. However, Qi Zhen really couldn't bear to listen to his 0.5 style.
"Brother come to sign a name." Shimei smiled like a well-meaning fox.
"What are you doing?" Qi Po looked at the little girl up and down with strange eyes, not knowing what medicine she sold in the gourd.
"Sign it, sign it, I will save it, and you will become a celebrity when you play it, and then I will sell it on Taobao!"
"You are enough ..."
After leaving the cafe, Qi Qi said goodbye to her sister and embarked on their return journey.
The temperature in mid-September is not too low, cool and pleasant. In summer, the sound of cicadas has been sent away by the autumn breeze, replaced by the rustling of fallen leaves.
As the saying goes, "A leaf of a sycamore falls, and the world knows autumn", but on both sides of the road is a French sycamore. Unlike the sycamore the ancients referred to, the leaves are more yellow and haggard, and they will make a cracking sound when they are crushed. In September, when the fruit is hitting, the heads of the brown fruits drooped and hung on the treetops, swaying weakly in the wind.
The end of the flowering is no more than that, not to mention the story that the flower is too late to open-
Qi Qi suddenly understood the mentality of the ancient literati who hurt the spring and sad autumn. The gloomy scene will produce negative emotions no matter who sees it.
After autumn, the day starts to become shorter, and when you get home, it is the usual time to get off work, but the interior has dimmed.
He lived alone for so long, the furniture was very simple, the furnishings were not much, the space could be described as open, Yifa could not stop a thick shadow extending from behind the wall, and elongated on the solid wood floor. I was full of coffee in the cafe just now, and now I am too lazy to even open the party. I lay down and rested after throwing my coat on the sofa.
There have been reports on TV that "the old man living alone was only discovered one month after his death", and he felt that this kind of thing happened to himself. Without a month, there are always ten days and eight days.
Units and friends will think that he has gone on a business trip temporarily.
Eighty percent of the people in the network will think that "pretending to be the of death" has begun to pretend to escape from the reminder again.
Since coming out of the cabinet, the number of times he has returned to his hometown is rare. His parents have a sister and a younger brother to take care of him.
"it hurts……"
Pressing the faintly painful stomach, Qi Qi squeezed out two words from the teeth.
He rolled over, rolled over his coat and covered it, closed his eyes and closed his head to sleep, hoping to get over this dull pain with tiredness.
When I woke up, it was about eight o'clock in the evening, and my stomachache had passed.
He stretched out and turned on the computer to work. He has long been accustomed to this dumbstruck routine.
I don't know why. When I started working recently, I would log in to my work mailbox to see if there was any new mail. It has been five days since the last letter about the kitten was received. Compared with the frequency of one or two days before, this time interval is a little longer.
That person's email is easy to recognize, and the title is the same every time.
"The recovery of the kittens"-this is the case, not even the number.
But today's email, the title has changed, only a short "about kitten" four words. Qi He suddenly hesitated in front of the screen and stared at the email for five seconds.
Indeed from the same person.
Qi Zi subconsciously thinks that it is better not to click on it.
This kind of feeling is like a person coming to a restaurant he is very familiar with, ordering the same dishes every time, and eating with confidence, but one day the menu has completely changed. Although the chef is still the original one, the strange dishes let him I dare not order food.
He was afraid of attaching a picture of the kitten with his eyes closed, announcing that the treatment was ineffective, dead or something.
He was most unacceptable to the news that such a small life that had been concerned suddenly left.
"Huh ... Calm, calm, maybe it's good news?" Qi Qi murmured to convince himself. Maybe he was just infected by the autumn atmosphere outside, and things were not as bad as expected.
He moved the mouse to open the mail.
Facts have proved that the mail contains good news and is good news to celebrate.
"All the injured kittens in the incident have recovered. The last adoption procedure was completed this morning and they were all discharged." This sentence affirmed his long-term efforts.
It turns out so.
It turns out so ...
No wonder the word "recovery situation" is no longer used in the title, because there is no cat to be recovered anymore.
"Great, the little guys are all home. Haha."
Qi Xiao's eyes stayed on that sentence, and she repeatedly browsed for more than ten times. At the last pass, she gently laughed twice. The arc of the corner of her mouth did not last long.
The first time I received an email with no diary content and no pictures, I was really not used to it.
Maybe it's because I'm not used to it, so I don't get so much excited.
"Great, the little guys are all home." He repeated this sentence once in his reply. I feel like I still have a lot to say, but I couldn't think of a suitable word for a while. I was sitting in the seat for a while. The inspiration for writing the manuscript seemed to be completely exhausted, and I couldn't find a star.
Use your finger to move back and forth between the letter keys and the delete key, type a few words, think about it, and shake your head silently to delete.
"I will post this news to the forum for everyone to celebrate." This sentence is about business.
"Dr. Shen worked hard." This sentence is a routine greeting.
Is there anything else?
It should be gone. Personal feelings, business affairs, greetings, and usual reply order are the same, so that you can draw a full stop. Tomorrow you can report to the channel director, write a summary, and start preparations for the next topic.
"Thanks, bye."
Standard message ending.
Although I didn't ask the other party's name in the end, this time, it was really unnecessary.
The author has something to say: Actually, I think I can write a "full text" or something ...