Chapter 907

Back in the small apartment, Song Xi was like a stranded fish, and she collapsed on the sofa.

Morson looked at her powerless appearance and couldn't help but lift the corners of her mouth.

Suddenly thought, this all how long, she hasn't sent him the recommendation form of film adaptation. Thinking she might have forgotten, Morson felt that he needed to remind her.

He bent down and patted her on the shoulder: "I remember, you still have something to do."

Song Xi looked up lazily, "yes, there is no code, but I have a manuscript. The baby is very tired today and wants to have a rest."

Morson shook his head. "It's not about it."

"What is that?" Song Xi is puzzled.

Is there anything else she hasn't done other than code words?

"I remember, your computer seems to have a film adaptation recommendation form."

Song CuO head lying on the sofa, powerless voice: "you peek at my computer again..."

Then, there is no text.

And then A few seconds later, she jumped out of the sofa like a bloody chicken.

"It's over. It's over. I've forgotten all about it."

Song Xi, with a bitter face, quickly brought her notebook computer. She only filled in half of the form, and half of it was not filled in.

When she was preparing to fill in the form in a hurry, she suddenly thought of one thing, "no, our editor Huahua asked for a long holiday, and no one looked at this watch in the past. It should not be so urgent."

She said to herself.

Morson couldn't help but laugh. She remembered it clearly.

"Maybe your editor is already at work." Said Morson.

Song Xi waved her hand: "it's impossible. It's about asking for a long holiday. It's not so fast."

After that, she still opened the editing group in silence and found Huahua editor. When she saw that Huahua editor was on-line by mobile phone, the whole person was in a bad mood.

It's good to ask for a long leave. If you ask for leave, you can ask for leave. If you have nothing to do with your mobile phone online, do you love your work so much.

In her stomach Fei, the computer suddenly vibrated, song Tu a scared, point opened the conversation box.

It's Huahua editor's message.

"Haven't you filled out the recommendation form yet?"

Song Xi swallow saliva, quickly hit a few words in the past: "right away, a little accident."

If it wasn't for the Barra thing, she would have finished the recommendation form, OK.

After finishing editing, Song Xi began to fill in the recommendation form for film adaptation in a hurry.

Filling in the form made her head big, and she spent a lot of time on such impossible things. Her mood was really very uncomfortable.

Song Xi is busy filling in the form, naturally did not see, sitting on the side of someone, with a mobile phone in hand, mouth with a light smile.

Looking at the busy Song Xi, Mo Sen can't help feeling better.

I really forgot. I'm afraid she'll have to forget to go to Java if I don't remind her.

About ten minutes later, Song Xi finally completed the remaining half of the form. After sending the recommendation form to Hua Hua Hua's editor, she was relieved.

"Oh, I'm so tired to fill in the form. I've finally finished it."

Song Xi stretched her waist lazily.

Just after she sent the document to Hua Hua Hua editor, a prompt tone suddenly sounded on her mobile phone. It was her mobile email that received the email.

In Song Xi's curious eyes, Mo Sen calmly opened the mobile phone mailbox, and as expected saw the latest email from meatball.

She opened the recommendation form she sent and squinted with satisfaction.

It's not bad. It's very attentive.

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