☆ MV Chapter 17

 

Translator: Xiaoxi

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After two days of frequent contact, Chu Li had already figured out all the different established series of tricks that Zhou Chuan used, which were no tricks.

 

At this point, as an esteemed editor once said, in this world not every author will treat their work as their child; if they did, it was in the past, certain writers in the moment of the completion and submission of the manuscript would become a purely step-parent relationship with their manuscript….

 

As long as the editor didn’t directly chop up the ‘stepson’ and recombine it to the extent that other people will say that ‘the child is so ugly that the father must be ugly’, thus affecting one’s reputation. For any other behaviours, the stepfather can choose to turn a blind eye…the aforementioned type of person was Zhou Chuan. 

 

Chu Li, who is the adoptive mother, could only hug [Book of the God Luo He] and curl up in the corner, shaking. Late at night, she couldn’t help but want to stroke that thick stack of pages while comforting and encouraging it: Kiddo, don’t be afraid, you can make it big.

 

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Day 3 Proofreading [Book of the God Luo He]

 

Wednesday

 

When Chu Li woke up and looked in the mirror, she was astounded to find that she had white hair. With great certainty, she determined that it was due to proofreading for Zhou Chuan that caused her to age ten years. For this one white hair, Chu Li nearly took a step in the direction of being a hater. 

 

Almost. 

 

Since she didn’t dare to take that step. It was as she left to go to work that she accidentally glanced at the umbrellas leaning against the wall. Chu Li paused in her steps and suddenly thought back to that Saturday. She had flown to the Editorial Department, fearing that Old Miao would dig in her corner and steal Zhou Chuan and his book halfway… 

 

On the day of the rainstorm, this was the umbrella in Zhou Chuan’s hand when she came to intercept them. 

 

When thinking about this, her lips subconsciously curled up….almost forgetting about that single white strand of hair. 

 

While looking outside and thinking about the rainy last several days, Chu Li grabbed that black umbrella and her small, see-through umbrella before heading out to the office. When she arrived, she sneakily peeked around to evade Old Miao’s gaze and stuff the black umbrella under her table. Chu Li also didn’t think to carefully note why she was acting so suspiciously, and could only bury her head into starting work. 

 

In the morning, while adding the final touches to the proofreading for [Book of the God Luo He], she would occasionally look at QQ to look for her friends’ messages. During the midday rest period, she would look at half past twelve, she would look while holding her chopsticks. When she selected the avatar of a certain god that had plagued her….

 

Monkey Invited Water Army: [Zhou Chuan Laoshi yo~]

 

Zhou Chuan: [?]

 

Monkey Invited Water Army: [Are you home this afternoon? When I finish work, I could drop by to return the umbrella you lent me last time.]

 

Chu Li thought that this was a rather normal conversation; the other party would only need to reply ‘yes’, and the conversation could end. But it appears that she underestimated the creative nature of Zhou Chuan, who, after considering for five minutes, replied: 

 

Zhou Chuan: [What umbrella? I lent you one? Why would I lend you an umbrella?]

 

Monkey Invited Water Army: [………]

 

Monkey Invited Water Army: [So last Saturday, the umbrella you left in the stairwell was not left to be lent to me? Did you think that it was heavy? Or thought that you would go try let’s go for a ‘in heavy rain, go for a wild run as a young youth’?]

 

Zhou Chuan: [Talk nicely.]

 

Monkey Invited Water Army: [No.]

 

Zhou Chuan: [Wanna go ascend to the sky now.]

 

Zhou Chuan: [I dare you to say no to me.]

 

Monkey Invited Water Army: [orz….Sorry, I was wrong.] [footnote] TN: I did a lil Google…a visual emoticon that represents a person kneeling or bowing down on the floor with their head in their hands.  [/footnote] 

 

Zhou Chuan: [Yes… I remember that umbrella now, that wasn’t for you, I lent it to Old Miao. Why did you take it away?]

 

Monkey Invited Water Army: [ You wanted to lend it to Old Miao???……………….You guys are that type of relationship where you would willingly get rained on but will still leave an umbrella for him?]

 

Zhou Chuan: [Are we in that type of relationship?]

 

Monkey Invited Water Army: [That’s different.]

 

Zhou Chuan: [How so?]

 

Monkey Invited Water Army: [I am a little lady, ah. With such heavy rain, isn’t it normal that my delicate body would make a person feel the irrational need to sacrifice themselves to give me an umbrella?]

 

After Chu Li sent that message, Zhou Chuan contemplated deeply for five minutes. After five minutes, he succinctly ended the conversation

 

When it came to why he was so adamant about not admitting to lending Chu Li the umbrella, Chu Li just quietly concurred that he agreed. She closed the chat and continued to eat. As she ate she continued to proofread for ‘White Robed General that kills demons’ iconic writing theme, characterised by Zhou Chuan. It was just that every male lead character always had white clothing. When his readers flipped to the first chapter, the first thought could not always be ‘oh god Da Da has opened a new pit, I’m so happy’. It might be ‘seeing white clothed youth and feeling relieved…with the suspicion that one has developed a compulsive disorder’………

 

In the afternoon, the proofreading was still flying along. When the time to clock off rolled around, Chu Li’s progress was stopped at 75%. The reason was due to her and Zhou Chuan having a violent argument. 

 

This issue started when she was checking at the 75% mark. The previous three incidents were around the strange plot holes, which were a point of entertainment, and on the fourth time it was when she caught Old Miao’s strange gaze. Chu Li picked up her phone and confidently called the number that had the note [Actor Laoshi]. Then she begged him to delete that chapter. 

 

Yes, that’s right.

 

When the sound of the phone stopped beeping, she was expressionless, directly calling Zhou Chuan’s phone to ask him to delete that whole chapter. 

 

And due to this, Zhou Chuan exploded. 

 

This was [Book of the God Luo He]’s stepfather’s (referring to ZC) first explosive moment. Zhou Chuan actively disagreed with Chu Li’s adjustment recommendations. Originally, his sudden heartfelt behaviour was touching, but the process became very difficult to say.

 

Chu Li: “Laoshi, you spent an entire chapter of three thousand words to write about how the Godly Beast Lao Ba gave birth to little ones. After that, how can the people around you not feel strange while the whole world celebrates? With the gods as my witness! What is it with little ones that were born looking like Godly Beast Lao Si? Aren’t they both enemies?”

 

Zhou Chuan: “Mutually love hate ah.”

 

Chu Li: “Godly Beast Lao Si is male! Godly Beast Lao Ba is male!”

 

Zhou Chuan: “It’s popular to sell rot these days, I wanna try.”

 

Chu Li: “Try my ass.”

 

Zhou Chuan: “?”

 

Chu Li: “orz sorry.”

 

Chu Li: “I am begging Laoshi, please allow me to delete the whole chapter.”

 

Zhou Chuan: “I won’t.”

 

Zhou Chuan: “This will affect the completeness of my novel.”

 

Chu Li: “Why am I listening to your bullshit.”

 

Zhou Chuan: “?”

 

Chu Li: “orz I’m sorry.”

Chu Li: “Zhou Chuan Laoshi, I am kneeling and knocking my head, kuang kuang kuang. You do see the gravity of the situation, right? Yuan Yue Publishing, please note that it’s Yuan Yue Publishing, not the [Moonlight] editorial department. The person who presides over our whole department is Xia Laoshi, he’s a fifty-five-year-old senior editor who was rehired by the upper management. Gender is male. I am very sure he is a straight male. He was even responsible for your father’s books. So, your ability is already good; please let go of Laoshi’s eyes and three worldly views. 

 

Zhou Chuan: ……….

 

Therefore. 

 

Due to squabbling over this useless issue, the two people argued on the phone from four until half past five in the afternoon. During this time, the entire editorial department was full of the sound of Chu Li on the phone. She received various gazes of gloating or sympathy from her colleagues. 

 

Finally, Chu Li could not bear it anymore and pulled out the person whom everybody in Yuan Yue Publishing and Zhou Chuan included could not offend, which was the Editorial Department Head Xia Laoshi. And successfully made Zhou Chuan shut his mouth. 

 

After hanging up the phone, Chu Li picked up her red pen. In the chapter where boy beasts gave birth to children, she drew a large, angry cross. 

 

Then she raised her head and saw that it was half past five, the time to clock off.

 

Chu Li: …..

 

Looking at the last quarter of the manuscript that was sitting at her seat, and the gently smiling editor-in-chief Yu Yao, Chu Li realised that it was imperative that she worked overtime today. 

 

On her way home, she would first need to go to Zhou Chuan to catch up at his house to return his umbrella……and maybe consider beating him up along the way.

 

Xixi Theatre: 

Chu Li: (crossed arms)

Zhou Chuan: (crossed arms)

(electric zappy eyes)

Chu Li: (pulls out big gun Xia Laoshi)

Zhou Chuan: (folds like a deck chair)

Chu Li: (raises fist)

Zhou Chuan: (shrinks under table)

Xixi: (cackling)

 

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