Fei Jingxian tremblingly took out his mobile phone and logged into his work email. The pen name displayed on it was Yunjuan.
After looking over and over, there was only a pseudonym registered.
Fei Jingxian quickly took out his mobile phone to send a message, thanking him for submitting the manuscript. The manuscript has been read carefully and needs to be submitted for final review. Please fill in the form in the attachment carefully and send the completed form to the email.
After sending the email, Fei Jingxian carefully recalled Kong Yiji in his mind, and finally couldn't help but forward it to the editor-in-chief.
This thing is harmful! !
Then, Fei Jingxian started making phone calls.
"Editor-in-Chief, I just sent you a short novel. Take a look! Take a look! It's really amazing!"
Kong Yiji’s gown represents the academic qualifications of modern people.
This metaphor seems to be truly unique!
Why not?
His salary is not tens of thousands, and he can't afford to lose face.
He laughed at Kong Yiji at first, but how could he not be Kong Yiji?
Fei Jingxian closed his eyes and remained silent. After waiting for a long time, there seemed to be no news from the other side. Fei Jingxian understood that the editor-in-chief didn't even look at it.
One night, the whole night, Fei Jingxian didn't fall asleep.
I spent the next day waiting at my desk for the arrival of the editor-in-chief.
"Editor-in-chief, editor-in-chief!! Did you read the email I sent you yesterday?" Fei Jingxian stared at the huge dark circles under his eyes and followed the editor-in-chief to the editor-in-chief's office.
"Tip, you didn't sleep all night, did you?"
Fei Jingxian's piercing eyes looked at the editor-in-chief eagerly and nodded seriously, "Yes! I haven't fallen asleep since watching it!"
The editor-in-chief put on an indifferent smile and said, "You have only been in our industry for a short time! No matter how wonderful the novel is, you must remain calm. Wonderful novels may not necessarily have a market, so don't have huge expectations. You The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment later.”
"We often encounter novels that the editor thinks are quite good, but there is no market at all, causing the author to fail. Don't have too high expectations."
"Editor-in-Chief." Fei Jingxian hesitated, "Aren't we short stories? Can we still write collapse stories? Don't we usually submit full texts?"
Editor-in-Chief: “...Well, I’m talking about the long stories I’ve written before.”
Fei Jingxian said oh, and then greeted the editor enthusiastically, "Editor, that novel is really amazing! You must read it quickly!! I won't lie to you! It's really amazing!"
The editor paused and said, "Okay."
I just didn't care, even though Fei Jingxian strongly recommended it, but I still followed the rules, rowed to the bottom, and started reading from the first delivery.
The morning passed, and Fei Jingxian anxiously watched the editor-in-chief run the company.
"Fei Jingxian, what are you doing? Why are your efficiency so low this morning? When will you finish so many tasks?"
Fei Jingxian was stunned for a moment, then said, "Oh, I'll do it right away."
His hands kept moving, but his attention was never focused on the computer. After reviewing a manuscript, he looked up at the editor-in-chief's office.
"Fei Jingxian, let's go, it's time to eat! What are you still doing sitting here?"
When Fei Jingxian heard this, he quickly ran to the editor-in-chief's office and watched the editor-in-chief move the mouse over and over again.
First up, then down, then up!
I seem to be reading this article over and over again.
"Second, that's wonderful!" After a pause, he seemed to hear the editor-in-chief say, "Kong Yiji, Kong Yiji, this metaphor is really perfect, the irony is spot on!"
"Every foreshadowing, stealing and stealing, sitting cross-legged, legs being broken! Every detail has a corresponding response!"
Fei Jingxian breathed a long sigh of relief, and it seemed that the editor-in-chief was also very satisfied.
"Editor-in-chief, it's time to eat!"
"right away!!"
He said he would come right away, but in fact he didn't move at all.
"Editor-in-Chief, isn't this novel very clever? Not a single sentence mentions modern people, but not a single sentence is inseparable from us." Fei Jingxian quickly entered the office and spoke.
"You seem to have forgotten that the final review requires a form. Where is this form?" The editor-in-chief looked at Fei Jingxian who suddenly came in and couldn't help but sigh.
This novel was so good that he couldn't bear to give it up! But now the placement in youth magazines and slightly better rankings have been booked.
He didn't know what those great masters would think when they saw a little-known new writer defeat him, but he must be very difficult to be a human being!
The novel that appears now is like a hot potato.
As long as the writing is not that good, he can just arrange a position and add it in.
But just because the writing is so good, we can’t make do with it, and we can’t treat veteran authors badly either.
However, it became the most difficult choice.
"Editor-in-Chief, isn't there the strongest newcomer?" Fei Jingxian prompted.
The editor-in-chief raised his eyes and looked at Fei Jingxian, "Don't you think I didn't expect it? The spot for the strongest newcomer has been reserved. That person has good writing skills. The most important thing is that he has a family background."
Looking at Fei Jingxian who didn't quite understand, the editor reminded him again, "His son."
The editor pointed at the name searched on the computer screen. Fei Jingxian's eyes widened and he was stunned.
It's true that it comes from family education.
"But at the expense of others?"
"Wait! Wait for the final review materials to be sent over and take a look. If you are still young, you still have potential. It's worth it for her. If..." The editor-in-chief's eyes were indifferent. Fei Jingxian clearly understood, and then he nodded helplessly.
…
Lin Su got up early the next morning, ready to go out for a run, exercise, clear her mind, and strengthen her body.
When recording yesterday, Lin Su clearly felt that there was not enough breath in the back.
The obvious deviation in physical fitness, unstable breathing and not practicing voice for a long time have a lot to do with it.
All I can say is to find a place without people and practice your voice.
Perhaps the place he was walking in was too remote, but Lin Su actually saw someone pulling on Lin's father.
"Dad!" Lin Su called out. Father Lin turned around and saw Lin Su, solemnly throwing away the hands in front of him, "Let's go!"
Then he stopped Lin Su and walked in another direction!
"Dad, who is that?" Lin Su couldn't help but look back, but his hands were restrained by Lin Su and he walked forward. Looking back could only turn his head back. After all, it was limited and he could only look. I want to sell insurance.
But as an insurance seller, Father Lin would not be so worried about being seen by her, that is, he had some ulterior secret.
"You don't know him. He held my hand when he came up. I was afraid that he might have a problem, so I pulled you away. Don't take this road next time. You may encounter him all the time." Lin's father pointed out. He raised his head and said.
Lin Su was thoughtful, but did not answer. He just walked forward mechanically.
After returning home, Lin Su started to open the S station.
The song above hasn't been taken down yet, but the comments section below is amazing.
It seems that the two sides have been on the line with keyboards for nearly a night, and there is still news after just refreshing.
And on the platforms where her songs are available, the comment sections are no better.
According to this rule, if the evidence is not released, fans will probably be in charge for a long time.
Lin Su logs into the place where fans often gather.
Lin SuV: Go to bed! ! I have proof, don't worry!
