"OK, I see!"

Orange's state at this time was not at all, and she didn't understand what orange said at last, but she answered and hung up.

It was five minutes after the phone hung up that orange finally recovered.

Orange actually understood why orange told her about it.

Based on her understanding of oranges, oranges have been recommended to the top management of the company. She intends to transfer oranges to the category of realistic literature and let her serve as the editor in chief of the website. At the same time, it is also the website's "where to start?

At the end of 2002, I ended my wandering career and just settled down in a city. At that time, I changed a few girlfriends one after another, and there was no sense of stability in my life. The so-called stability was simply renting a one bedroom of less than 40 square meters in a university in the west of the city... "

No matter "soldier" or "the last bullet left to me", in Liu Zixia's previous life, she wanted to continue to look down!

"Recollection is really a terrible thing. You can feel that the shell wrapped outside your heart is breaking a little bit. It hurts in your heart, because this kind of weakness has not seen the sun for a long time. You dare not show it in a dark drawer of your own..."

For orange, "the last bullet for me" is far better than "soldier".

As for why?

It's not because of the plot, description and words of the novel. It's just because orange doesn't like it. She doesn't like the style of soldier.

Like "the last bullet left to me", which girl doesn't like love stories?

Although orange is an editor, she is also a girl. A novel full of stories about the army, men and hot blood, will any girl like it?

For a girl, for love to join the army!

Think about it. Is there anything more romantic in the world?

With a little expectation and information in mind, when the orange wants to continue to drag the scroll wheel down, he finds that the word document has been pulled to the end.

"Oh, how come it's over?" Orange some depressed to throw the mouse to once, said: "really, I haven't seen it!"

Call Xia Yue Da Shen to urge the manuscript?

Only in this way can we have the theme and mind to prepare the speech in the salon.

As for soldier, forget it. Orange is very depressed when she reads a novel. She doesn't feel much blood.

Thinking of this, orange finally dialed the phone.

……

Early in the morning, when Liu Zixia woke up, it was about 9 am.

Yesterday, I sent the novel to orange, and Liu Zixia went to bed. He was so sleepy that he had a good night's sleep. At least he didn't dream.

After washing, Liu Zixia habitually looked at the mobile phone and found that there were many missed calls and some wechat messages on the mobile phone.

"Summer moon god, in?"

"Xia Yue Da Shen, I have something urgent. Can I answer the phone?"

"Dashen, are you sleeping? If you see wechat tomorrow, please call me back... "

Six missed, 13 wechat, all from the same person, that is orange!

"Is this girl going to be crazy?" Liu Zixia shook his head and tried to dial the phone.

"Dashen, you have answered my call."

The cell phone was soon connected, and then the voice of orange rang out, speaking very fast: "I'm on the plane now, it's not convenient to make a phone call, so I'll make a long story short."

Speaking of this, orange organized the language a little bit and continued:

"Dashen, it's like this. In the early hours of this morning, I read the two novels you sent me. I prefer the last bullet to me. As for the soldier, to be honest, I can't understand it."

"Don't understand?" Liu Zixia doubts: "that is a pure man's novel, if it is a man..."

"The great God of summer and moon, female readers are also very important." Orange added, "by the way, let's not talk about this first! There's one more thing I want to ask for your help. "

"What's the matter?" Liu Zixia asked.

As for orange just said that he liked "leave me the last bullet", he didn't care.

After all, there are also categories and themes in novels. If some people like novels, naturally some people don't like them. There's no need to worry about it.

What he is curious about now is that he hasn't been in touch for two years. As soon as he got in touch, what can orange do for him?

"Well, that's what happened."

Orange hesitated for a moment, or said: "the general office of transmission and telecommunications has held a realistic literature creation and salon in Shanghai. At that time, each of our network literature companies is required to give a speech with a realistic novel as the theme."

Speaking of this, orange said with some embarrassment: "at present, our website lacks good realistic novels, so..."

"So you want me to write one for you?" Liu Zixia said.

"No, no, no!" Orange said quickly, "the salon will start this afternoon. Even if I want you to write one, it's too late."

"What do you mean?" This time, Liu Zixia was even more confused.

"I want to take your last bullet for me as the theme of this salon speech." Orange said quickly: "summer moon god, do you think it's ok?"

"Of course Orange said so seriously that Liu Zixia thought it was a big event.

"Really?" The orange cheered and said, "thank you, summer moon god!"