The sky is high and the rising sun rises slowly in the east.

All kinds of golden light, as the curtains swaying in the wind, penetrated into the attic and sprinkled on the edge of the bed when the curtains swayed in the wind exposed.

"Good morning!" Liang Yining was awakened by the sun, and saw that it was already bright and she was no longer sleepy. She got out of bed with clothes and shoes, but she walked barefoot behind Lin Jing, rested her arms on Lin Jing's shoulders and said.

"Ash!" Lin Jing did not look up, since she was writing continuously.

"You started writing last night. You haven't stopped yet. Haven't you been sleeping all night?" Liang Yining yawned and said whimperingly.

"Shh, whisper." Lin Jing looked up and made a low gesture to Liang Yining before continuing, "I slept for a few hours, and I finished writing it because I still had a little more, so I got up early and tried to finish it before breakfast time."

Liang Yining couldn't help but turn her head, pressed against Lin Jing's side face, and looked at the fonts like flowing clouds in her pen curiously.

"'The highest level of love poetry is that love is like a fish swimming in a river, unpredictable and looming. In the end, it gives people the feeling that reading it is equivalent to not reading it, but not reading it does not mean reading it.' This sentence is well said, there is a poem in a love letter I received in the fifth year of the year. Now when I think about it, it really looks like what you describe it."

"'Beautiful women are likeable, strong women are respected. When a woman is both beautiful and strong, she will be invincible.' Why does this sentence feel familiar to you? Are you metaphorizing someone? Are you too narcissistic?"

...

After reading the one written by Lin Jing, she used her right hand to flip the manuscripts already written on the table. Looking at the thick stack of drafts, she sighed and said, "It turns out that being a great writer is not easy. She slept later than a dog and got up earlier than a chicken."

"What kind of metaphor is this? It's really easy to understand." Lin Jing pushed her head away from her ears in anger.

"Are you doing this every day? Wouldn't that be too boring?" Liang Yining was pushed away by Lin Jing and simply walked to the desk, holding the table with one hand and fiddling with Lin Jing's hair bored.

"It's similar to your calculation of physical and chemistry questions. If you think it's boring, it's boring." Lin Jing said as she stopped writing and breathed heavily and said, "Okay, finish the work after writing."

"What time is it?"

But just as Lin Jing and Liang Yining were saying this, Lin Si, who was still asleep on the bed, suddenly asked.

"Well, let me see, at 6:11." Lin Jing said, "Let's look at you, speaking so loudly, awakened Sisi."

"Sorry, Sisi, I forgot that you are still asleep. I'll shut up now, you can continue to sleep." Liang Yining stuck out his tongue and said apologetically.

"I have woken up for a long time and haven't clamored me. You guys keep talking, I've gotten up too." Lin Si said without caring.

So, a morning prologue unfolded like this.

By the time they washed up and went downstairs, Lin Liwei had already gone out to work. The crew was busy. He had already taken a day off yesterday and could no longer absent from work today.

After breakfast, Lin Jing said to Lin Si: "I'll go out with your sister Yinning. Don't go out at home. Take good care of your brother, do you know?"

"Oh." Lin Si glanced at the closed door of "Second Brother", and replied with a snorted.

Obviously, she was a little dissatisfied with the fact that "second brother" had not yet got up. She just didn't know whether he arranged the room to sleep too late last night, or because he was not used to bedding in a strange environment.

Lin Jing told her sister Lin Si a few things to pay attention to, and took the document bag containing the manuscript of "The Time I Can't Go Back" and went out with Liang Yining.

"Are you going home or go with me?"

"It's boring to go home. I haven't been to the newspaper office yet. I'll go and submit the manuscript with you and have a long experience."

"Okay, then let's go to the Oriental Daily first."

"Set off!"

Along the way, Liang Yining was like a sparrow on a branch, chirping constantly with excitement.

Sometimes I asked Lin Jing which protagonist he liked in "Heroes", and then I replied that she liked Fang Zijing; sometimes I said that she hated Liu Yingying and found that the mathematics in "Kunlun" was very interesting...

It was a mess and there were all kinds of questions. At first, Lin Jing answered very seriously, but later she realized that she was just habitually slacking off, so she quickly shut up.

"Wait, I'll buy three newspapers." Liang Yining stopped the car and said, "It's a pity that you haven't found so many original manuscripts you wrote, otherwise you don't have to buy newspapers to read the serial."

"I can't find the original manuscript, I'll tell you the same book, it's not the same. You just don't agree, so don't complain here."

"I think you're too busy and don't want to waste your time, and the novel is more exciting to read with newspapers."

"Boss, today's Ming Pao, Oriental Daily and yesterday's Ming Pao Evening News, each of them."

"Hey, this newspaper is interesting, so I'll give me one."

Liang Yining bought the newspaper and returned to the car with a strange smile on his face.

"How does your smile make people feel as if your spring has arrived?"

"I don't know if my spring has arrived or not, but Ajing, your winter has indeed arrived. Read, it's written in the newspaper."

Liang Yining said, handing Lin Jing the newspaper he had decided to buy temporarily.

"The public house in Limushu Estate collapsed, and the girl writer Lin Jing disappeared into the collapsed ruins, suspected of being killed!"

Lin Jing took the newspaper for no reason and saw the news at first sight.

"This newspaper is so funny. I guess it was a newspaper reporter who had been to Limushu Estate. After investigation, I found that there was no trace or news about you, so..."

Listening to Liang Yining's guess, Lin Jing was a little amused because this guess was too similar.

"Thank you for a long time, I wouldn't have known that I was dead." Lin Jing said mockingly.

In this way, when the two arrived at the editorial room of the Oriental Daily, the staff there saw Lin Jing and all of them were staring wide.

"Ms. Lin, if you don't show up again, I'm afraid I'll publish a missing person notice in the newspaper." Seeing Lin Jing, the editor-in-chief of "Oriental Daily" said this in the first sentence.

"I'm very sorry, I'm making you anxious."

After finally explaining the matter clearly, submitting the manuscript, and settled all the manuscript fees. After coming out of Oriental Newspaper, Lin Jing said to Liang Yining: "It seems that we need to go to Ming Pao."

"Miss Lin, it's auspicious person and the heavenly world. It's great to see you're fine." This is the first sentence Hu Wenliang, deputy editor-in-chief of Mingbao Evening News, saw Lin Jing.

Lin Jing couldn't help but smile bitterly. She didn't know that she had already had some influence.

It was just because the house where he lived collapsed and he didn't show up for a day, he attracted the attention of the newspaper and published a news that he died out of nothing.

"This is the remaining 700,000 words of manuscript fee in Kunlun, totaling 70,000 yuan. Mr. Cha asked you to advance it. He just went out for something. I think you should need this money very much at this time. As for manuscript matters, you don't have to be busy. It's important to handle your own business well."

Lin Jing took the 70,000 yuan check and sighed in her heart: It's not all bad.
Chapter completed!