"What are you looking at?" Su Hai approached, feeling a bit uneasy under Ningning's gaze.
"Nothing," Sheng Ning dared only think to herself.
"When will you give me the manuscript?"
"Are you talking about the manuscript for the Phoenix novel?" Sheng Ning had been working overtime every night, and the plot and outline were already etched into her mind, making the writing process smooth. However, handwriting was inevitably slow compared to typing on a computer. Moreover, she also spent quite some time practicing dance and yoga each day, so she had only completed half of the text in this period.
"I haven't finished it, and I've submitted it to Zhi Yin magazine."
"Why hasn't it been published?" Su Hai frowned. He seemed to remember her saying so last time, but Zhi Yin had not published it after such a long wait. Strange, with the current fame of 'Rebirth', it couldn't have gone unnoticed.
