People in Tokyo, the world is clear

"I think KY-kun is tired too. It's time to go wash your face. Hurry up."

"Wash! You can wash anything."

Chapter 46: A tentative direction amidst obscene language

The water flow in the second-floor bathroom is not very strong today.

Lin Sen waited for a long time before he filled his hands with the wine.

I rubbed my face, shook my hands dry, and did some stretching exercises when no one was around to relieve the aches and pains all over my body.

Suddenly I felt like I could go back and pick up my pen to fight.

It's been a long time since I reached this level.

Suddenly I miss her a little.

When I was a professional player in my previous life, I maintained a similar habit for a long time.

After the match, most other players' first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief. They celebrated their victory or defeat, or perhaps took a moment to solitary contemplation. Then, they stood up, packed up their keyboards and mice, and gathered their friends to find a place to eat.

Only on my side, regardless of winning or losing, I will quickly exit the current game and start another ladder before the venue is cleaned up.

Therefore, there was even an experience where some black fans who turned from love to hate me and hated me for getting 10,000 runner-up places filmed me and mocked me for show.

"Is rewarding diligence useful, Guan Qinsen? It's so funny, someone stole the championship again!"

But the truth is only known to oneself.

A player without talent is like a person born with a limp. To catch up with others and chase the dream of winning the championship, they have to spend more time and energy.

If the goal is clear enough, you will naturally be focused and determined.

But after retiring, and even until now, he has been in a state of opening.

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As for the reason?

There is nothing else, just that people are happy.

I have been diligent all my life, can't I be lazy?

Then lie down and continue to move!

It's really comfortable. There's a kind of beauty in just getting by.

But it wouldn’t be good if it continues like this.

There is an old saying: There is no benefit in doing harm.

The Book of Songs says: You, the gentleman, do not know how to behave morally.

Confucius said: I tell you, if you want to give up, you are definitely not one of them. It’s so delicious!

If you were financially independent in your previous life, you wouldn't have to pay any attention to this advice. Even if you didn't achieve your dreams throughout your career, the bonuses were still substantial.

But today, facing the restart of life, no matter how muddle-headed I am, I can only seek a few years of comfort.

It's time to take action.

I don't know what kind of opportunity made the long-hidden instinct reappear.

Some images subconsciously flashed through my mind.

That rain, that breakfast, that warm afternoon, that night when we met again.

Those three cats. She and the two babies she picked up.

Suddenly, I felt an indescribable joy. My soul, which had cooled to ashes, was rekindled by another pure and beautiful being, turning into a new flame.

I can't quite put my finger on it. If I could describe it, it would be like trying to keep up with a child who loves life.

There is a hope in my heart as calm as water.

"Well, that's right."

Lin Sen had originally planned to go back and say goodbye to his editor-in-chief in this good mood, but he didn't expect that this comfort would be shattered by some external force when he turned his back to the sink.

"Hey, I said."

"what happened?"

It seems like a familiar voice.

Lin Sen recalled for a moment, grasping the characteristics of the voices, one sharp and the other flat, and quickly found the answer.

They are the two editors I chatted with last time.

We met again.

He just laughed it off as a coincidence, but when he was about to leave, he stopped raising his foot.

"Have you noticed the man who's been going to Sasakawa these past few days?"

The topic seemed to have turned to my side.

Then you have to listen to it.

Lin Sen relaxed his movements and stood still.

There was a fainter sound next to my ears, blurry but audible.

"Ah. What's wrong?"

"She's changed her favorite again, haven't you noticed? I still remember the miserable look on that flopped female author she favored last time, as she ran away in disgrace after realizing her own shortcomings."

"Hahahaha~"

It was a mocking tone that made people feel a little uncomfortable.

His expression gradually became serious, and his high spirits sank.

Listen to the shrill editor continue to chatter:

"It's really annoying to see that person with connections. She just sits there with a sullen face and acts like she's getting paid, and no one can boss her around. To me, she's just a blood-sucking mouth."

"Well, Sasakawa isn't that bad, is he? Besides his business skills, he's also a warm-hearted person. He often buys food and drinks for everyone..."

The flat-voiced female editor tried to avoid the topic.

But I only got a disdainful response.

"Forget it. If you're not good enough at business, then you're not a good person. Stop talking nonsense. Let's get back to her new favorite. I'm telling you, he's absolutely amazing."

"what happened?"

"Looking at him, he's probably the kind of guy who's only interested in her money. He's constantly writing unsellable words in her face to please her. It's hilarious to watch him. What does he think of the editorial office? Her home?"

This remark startled the supporting actor again, and he even lowered his voice.

"That's not a good thing to say."

It only elicited indifferent reactions.

"Oh, that's nothing. Everyone has a few annoying men around them. Last time when I went out to dinner with Mr. Wallet, I just smiled a little and did him a favor, and he was so happy for the whole day. So, people should know how to make use of the resources around them."

"interesting..."

"I just can't believe someone would be attracted to that pretentious girl. I'm telling you, they're definitely attracted to her money."

"It's not a good idea to jump to conclusions."

"What's wrong with you today? Oh my, really, I'm just complaining, no one will listen anyway. But this time, I heard that the editor-in-chief seemed quite angry."

"what happened?"

"He's clearly a gigolo who writes those self-congratulatory novels to please her. Do you know how many copies she asked for? Ten thousand!"

"this."

"She's even cutting in line to speed up the application process for a book number. I don't think even her connections will be of much use if we don't achieve anything this time. I'm guessing if the two of us go up to the editor-in-chief and have a word with her, she'll be sent to the review department. In my opinion, we should take this opportunity to bring her down."

"Eh? You..."

"It's an eyesore sitting there anyway."

At this point, the shrill female voice suddenly lowered her voice, revealing her true intentions:

"It just so happens that my sister just graduated. Don't you have some influence over the editor-in-chief? After we get rid of that Sasakawa, when we recruit a new editor, please show some appreciation for me."

It was almost explicit, obviously putting her companions at a loss.

But in the end, for some reason, he agreed to this private agreement.

"Well, okay, I'll try my best."

"You're so nice! That designer bag you liked so much last time, do you think it goes with your outfit?"

"Ahahaha, not bad."

When Lin Sen followed the sound that was gradually fading away and walked out of the bathroom door, there was no one in the corridor.

Something that was pent up in my heart suddenly turned into a carefree sneer.

"I thought it was just the evil of human nature. I didn't expect it to be the same reason in the end."

Take a breath.

"The world is bustling with activity, all driven by profit. No one can escape this law."

"The deliberate attempt to smear the image of the flamingo is essentially to pave the way for his own family."

"Really."

I just didn't expect that someone would harbor such strong malice towards that editor who had little presence.

A sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he was taken back to the editorial office, with it on his face as he said goodbye.

It aroused someone's simple curiosity.

"What happened to the smiling boy? Why do you have such an expression?"

The editor-in-chief who pretended to be cold actually looked a little cute at this moment.

I have to say that it is a kind of good luck that all the people I meet are simple and innocent.

He muttered to himself and glanced at the luxurious lunch box placed in front of him.

"I thought of something interesting. Let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm leaving now."

"Ah."

He turned and walked out the door, his eyes glancing at the editorial office.

At noon, the aroma of food filled the room.

Everyone was talking in low voices close to each other, and their tones were unclear, so it was impossible to find the person who was gossiping loudly.

But it doesn't matter.

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It's boring to yell at someone back.

People who have been professional gamers are masters at handling pressure. They no longer get upset by other people's dirty talk.

But there was still a smile on his face as if he had encountered something interesting.

"What a coincidence. Your actions are motivated by self-interest, that's true. But, I also have to fight back for my own benefit."

It's not that I admire that flamingo's pure love for literature. The contrast between a sharp tongue and a soft heart is quite endearing, but it's not enough to justify a fight on her behalf.

It's essentially about interests.

She lends money without interest and is a friendly lender.

She appreciated works that were ignored and helped publish them.

Regardless of the reasons on her side, Lin Sen and Sasagawa Rimei have become a community of interests.

"Isn't it a bit disrespectful to think of targeting her and me like this?"

Just because someone doesn’t like to fight doesn’t mean they won’t fight.

I suddenly felt excited, as if I was back in my previous life, that night when I was rejected by countless teams.