Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back

"Honey, my chest hurts!"

Mr. Cheng held his chest and looked at Mrs. Cheng pitifully.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Mrs. Cheng helped him calmly, "I will see Sister Chen tomorrow, look at the look in my eyes when I talk about her."

"that is."

Mr. Orange is also happy for himself.

"roll!"

Mrs. Orange told him to get out, and all his underwear made his hands swell.

"I'm upset."

Mr. Chengzi had a good reason. At this moment, Sister Chen sent a message in the group. Mr. Chengzi pulled out his hand and turned on the phone.

Mrs. Orange: ...

What is important in his heart can be seen immediately,

Mrs. Orange gave him a kick in resentment.

Mr. Orange was already sitting on the edge of the sofa, but this leg was directly on the ground.

"ah."

Mr. Orange's tailbone hurt.

Mrs. Cheng asked hurriedly, "Are you all right?"

Mr. Orange waved his hands, and he probably would be fine after a while. He checked the news in the group first. Sister Chen said in the group that she had already contacted Susan, and Susan would contact him soon. How should I put it, Susan is now also An insider review is urgently needed.

Susan invited a lot of people today, either had a car accident, or needed surgery, and one had cataracts.

This is really—

Susan was too embarrassed to call the next person, and Mr. Orange delivered it to her door just at this time, so she would not be polite. Soon after Mr. Cheng received the news from Sister Chen, Susan got in touch with Mr. Cheng.

After they discussed it, Susan sent a work email to Mr. Orange the next morning, right after work.

As for Mr. Orange—

He also arrived at the company early.

He soaked wolfberries for himself, prepared oranges and snacks, rubbed his tailbone and sat down.

The tailbone is also really weird, it’s still aching from the height of falling off the sofa, I don’t feel it at home, but when I’m sitting on a chair, I feel a little pain, especially for those who are going to concentrate on reading a novel For him, it feels like watching a movie, but at any time someone may push the door in, making it difficult to get involved.

"Why."

Mr. Chengzi sighed, his wife kicked him, and he atones for it later, so what else can he do.

He came early, and his colleagues also came in one after another.

The colleague sitting opposite him is a newcomer to the magazine. He belongs to his subordinate and apprentice. He is handsome and has a fair face. He looks like a white face at first glance. No wonder he rubs his goji berry every day, but he is not bad, you know Buy him oranges.

Seeing Cheng Zi, the little boy-faced colleague helped his waist: "Master, you are at a loss, right?"

"Get out!"

Mr. Cheng was upset, and was about to teach this kid a lesson when his mailbox rang and the manuscript arrived.

"I have a manuscript."

Mr. Orange reminded that the subtext was to ask his colleagues not to disturb him for the time being.

The little boy-faced colleague made a knowing gesture.

Mr. Chengzi is different from Sister Chen. He has been vaccinated in advance and knows that this is a science fiction novel. But when he read the first chapter, Mr. Chengzi was still shocked. Let's get to the side. But he saw a sick village teacher directly, and then portrayed the ignorance and ignorance of the village——

This is too realistic.

Mr. Orange does not see any trace of science fiction.

This really doesn't blame Sister Chen. If he receives this manuscript, if he is impatient, he might be killed. This is a science fiction magazine, not a literary magazine. But one thing to say, this reality is not badly portrayed.

Mr. Orange was thinking, when he turned to the second chapter, the interstellar war came rushing towards him.

"Hey!"

Mr. Orange couldn't help being surprised.

The little boy-faced colleague looked up at him, saw that he was engrossed, and didn't say anything.

Mr. Orange really didn't expect that the sci-fi he wanted was so unexpected that he just threw it in the face.

This is too disrespectful of martial arts.

but--

Cool!

The big scene of this space-time transition, the description of this fleet, the description of sub-light speed cruise, hard work! As if a womanizer trembles when touching the beauty's skin, Mr. Orange feels comfortable looking at this description.

This is why he likes hard science fiction.

Although the division of the silicon-based empire and the carbon-based federation is a bit too arbitrary.

However, the description of this battle is really cool!

Then came the third chapter——

Mr. Orange's blood is getting colder, but to be honest, even so, he can't feel the pain in his tailbone, which shows his dedication.

Now this novel makes him read tall and hard.

By the time of the fourth chapter, Mr. Orange felt refreshed again. The 3C-level test questions made him think about what kind of civilization a 3C-level is. At the same time, the description of the singularity bomb also made him feel refreshed. Then the teacher dies, and the students are picked—

The coolness is still there.

But it doesn't matter anymore, Mr. Orange is in shock.

This novel perfectly fits the reason why he likes science fiction, which is to challenge some existing concepts in the reader's mind under impossible premise or from impossible angle.

The point of this novel is not the interstellar war between two super-civilizations - it certainly looks cool;

It's not the teacher who dedicated himself to death and died. This is certainly very touching, but there are countless articles and poems praising the teacher since childhood, and people's hearts have already become numb.

The great thing about this book is the combination of the two, looking at the role of teachers in the entire civilization from the perspective of interstellar warfare. This is also challenging readers' existing concepts from an impossible angle-you think teachers are already great, no, they are even greater.

Of course, what moved Mr. Orange the most was——

"They will live on, reaping the meager but real hope of this ancient barren land."

"good."

Mr. Orange praised again and again.

This novel is provocative, and exaggerated knowledge changes fate, but the provocation is justified, and the change is also justified. Science fiction is good or not here, based on a scientific setting, from an impossible angle, to tell a logical story.

"OK!"

Mr. Cheng couldn't help standing up, paced back and forth, and patted the shoulder of the little boy with a fair face, "Okay!"

The little boy's colleague was surprised, since he joined the magazine, he has never seen Master so excited.

Then, he became curious again, "Master, what a good manuscript you praise so much, let me read it too, it can't be teacher Ke Huan's manuscript?"

"no the same."

Mr. Cheng waved his hand. Mr. Ke Huan likes to play with settings, and the setting of this manuscript is a coincidence.

He proudly said, "This is Jiang Yang's manuscript."

From now on, this sci-fi will also have Jiang Yang's name.

"Jiang Yang?"

The little boy-faced colleague thought for a while, and suddenly he had a clever idea, "That Jiang Yang?!"

Jiang Yang's legendary identity amazed this little white-faced colleague. Husband, to be honest, as an editor, although Jiang Yang has published many bestsellers, what surprised him the most was hearing this rumor.

He can't even afford to be jealous, that's the Great Demon King.

Too leathery!

I really want to know how much more handsome the big devil's husband is than him.

but--

Colleague with a pretty face: "Master, do you still have the manuscript of the big devil's husband?"

Mr. Cheng's face froze, and he was so annoyed now that he praised him just now.

"Sister Chen, Sister Chen, my sister Chen, I hate you." He took out his mobile phone and sent the voice directly to the group, "Sister Chen, I hate you so much, see you at Lao Liu's B\u0026B at noon today, my treat! Old Liu, prepare a big meal!"

Colleague with a pretty face: "Master, poisoning is not advisable."

Mr. Chengzi is a fucking poisonous fart, and he is still waiting for Sister Chen to report to him in the future.

My full attendance, catch up.