Chapter 1939: Hello, my Mr. Lan Yan (42)

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Some people do not appear for any special reason, but to let you know that no one in the rest of the life can understand you like him.
When you need him, you will betray the world behind you in desperation; when you don't need him, he will stand in a place you can't see, silently guarding you.
In fact, she has thought about going abroad to find him, looking for a city, even if it is a needle in a haystack, at least for a while.
But she knew very well that she could not find him.
And he...
If he missed her, she could find her on the phone, but he didn't.
In the days that followed, in fact, she also thought about going back to the chaotic space. Anyway, the task has been completed, and the only thing left is that she has no endless waiting.
But she is not reconciled, not willing to be in the plot of the ‘seeds of the youth’ set in this plane, like most couples, there is no good result.
She wants a good result, so this time I change her to wait for him.
After graduating, she stayed at home for a few months and watched several jobs about the computer industry, but finally decided to give up.
In the end, she chose a career that runs counter to mathematics - the writer!
No, more precisely, it should be a text reviewer. More popularly speaking, it is...editing.
She became the editor of a youth publication, and a bunch of authors at the bottom of the hand, looking at all kinds of true and false youth deeds every day, filling the loneliness and emptiness in their hearts.
This year, she was in her third year in the cherry blossom magazine. She finally got a sneak peek from an apprentice editor and sat in the editorial position of the A-page of Sakura.
There are still many people who chased her in these years, but no matter how fiercely pursued, she was turned away.
"Drips -" Wechat's new message sounded, and the hands did not leave the keyboard, but looked at the calendar.
Today is Fang He’s birthday. He is one of the most famous authors of her family. Together with Yan Yuan Online, she has a large number of fans.
After fifteen minutes, she finished the last article in her hand and picked up the phone on the right hand side.
A man who has lost a thousand girls: a big editor, can you enjoy a meal? I am alone now, only you are a friend.
Looking at this WeChat ID, Luo Ding almost didn't laugh.
This is a big writer's private WeChat. If you let thousands of fans know that his private WeChat is such a name, he will not call him a ‘like boy.’
Dust: Well, just finished.
Her WeChat name is very simple, her name.
Sometimes I will always think inadvertently, if one day the teenager forgets her mobile phone number. Maybe you can find her with a blind search.
Although the idea is stupid, he once expected it.
A man who has lost thousands of girls: Porsche 911 is in place, waiting for you in your company downstairs.
Luo Ding did not reply, but put the phone into the bag and walked in the direction of the elevator.
"Luo editor is good..."
"Luo editor is good..."
"Luo editor is off work!"
......
Everyone in the magazine is very respectful to her. After all, the A-page youth column she leads is the hottest in every issue.
Of course, those articles are not all written by her, but the article she chose.
Therefore, she is also quite famous in the literature. After all, there are many thousands of horses in the world, but there are very few Bole.
And she is the editor of Bole, whom everyone respects, and is good at discovering touching stories and the most potential newcomers.