Chapter 2792： Pistachio (26)

"Suddenly the editor of the dinner party hurts a little bit." Tang Guo said with a smile. She had already fastened her seat belt and walked forward. When Chu Yan fastened her seat belt, she hurriedly passed by.

Even when walking on the cliff-side plank road that looked terrifying, Chu Yan walked steadily, completely different from those who were cautious. He can walk quickly, but most people walk slowly step by step. Especially it seems that under the cliff, he will close his eyes slowly, after all, it is really too high here.

When there is cloud and fog, the height of the mountain cannot be seen.

When there is no cloud or mist, when I look down, I really feel like it will fall.

Chu Yan quickly walked behind Tang Guo, but because the plank road was very narrow, tourists had to wear seat belts and walk against the cliff. As the past became narrower and narrower, everyone would walk slowly, and the time for taking pictures had to be eliminated, so the two could only move step by step.

However, this gave them time to chat.

"Why, you haven't been urged for a manuscript? There should be countless people who ask you for a manuscript. I think that every time you send benefits on Weibo, the quota is almost robbed every minute. Many people are waiting for the appointment. The number of drafts." Chu Yan asked curiously.

Tang Guo pursed her lips and smiled: "Because I have agreed with them every time. The first one is done first, and the second one is done later. It will rarely exceed the time. Moreover, every time I only take a list, they know my Speed, I'm used to it, I won't urge it anymore."

"Is there no time to lose inspiration?"

Tang Guo shook his head: "There is no such time, as long as the other party gives me the persona, I can quickly draw what they need. After all, the persona is ready-made, I only need to draw it with the help of it. Writing is different. No matter what, you have to think about it yourself. It is normal to have no inspiration."

Chu Yan thought for a while, it seemed like that.

"By the way, how come you come to this place alone, without friends coming with you?"

Normally, there are very few girls who play this kind of slightly stimulating activity alone.

Either your boyfriend will come with you, or your good friends will come with you.

Through Weibo, Chu Yan knew that Tang Guo and the well-known science fiction writer were in a romantic relationship. It seems that they have maintained this relationship for many years.

But the Weibo of these two people seems to be work accounts, basically not interactive. Moreover, many people actually don't know their relationship.

If he hadn't paid attention to all her works, he wouldn't necessarily know.

Countless people noticed them because of their talents and rarely paid attention to their privacy.

"Everyone is busy, and many people don't like this kind of activity, so I came alone."

Chu Yan observed that Tang Guo's mood seemed a little wrong. Although it was subtle, he still noticed, "You look a little unhappy."

"How come? I don't look happy anymore." Tang Guo said, still smiling.

Chu Yan shook his head: "Everyone is an adult. Unhappy is definitely not always written on your face. No matter how good a person's disguise is, when you are unhappy, you can still learn from words, expressions, movements, and eyes. To distinguish the true emotions."

"As for why you think you are unhappy, it was when you said that just now."