Putting aside his thoughts, he looked carefully.
This one is called "Daoxuan Sword Master".
Judging by the name, it sounds like a fantasy genre.
After watching for more than an hour, he rubbed his eyes.
not bad.
He looked up to it.
"But it's incomparable to what it was before I traveled through time." He shook his head and flipped through the list.
Pure fantasy.
There are many categories, but due to the strict copyright of Blue Star, the urban entertainment genre has not appeared on Earth.
He looked carefully, infinite type... 0!
Tomb robbing type - 0!
"How does this work?"
“For our country’s literary cause to flourish, it is our duty to let a hundred flowers bloom!”
…………
September 10th, Shanghai.
Dreamless Editorial Department.
"Hey..." A fat editor raised his head: "It's been more than half a year, and there aren't many good works this year."
The female editor next to him rolled her eyes at him: "Do you think good works are just cabbage? Are they available casually?"
"Since Wumeng was founded, how many great gods have emerged??"
The fat editor sighed and turned his head.
As the largest literary website in China, it receives countless submissions every day.
Not to mention a potential great god.
There are not even many books that can be signed seriously!
In this line of work, you really can’t make money just by being able to write!
Just then, the mailbox dinged again.
He opened the email out of boredom. His long editing career had taught him to be wary of arrogance and impetuosity, and to look for gold in the sand.
When you open the email, it’s a submission.
He took one look at the file size and sighed.
MB capacity.
None of them are KB.
This shows that the text sent by the other party is very large.
But!
Real veterans will submit the manuscript after posting the first five chapters.
If it is not good, you can modify or rewrite it immediately.
Anyone who sends hundreds of thousands of words at once is definitely a novice!
The thought of this made him very painful.
But in the spirit of editing, he had to open it.
"Grave robbing is not about treating guests to dinner, making articles, or painting or embroidering. It cannot be so elegant, so leisurely, polite, so gentle, courteous, and thrifty. Grave robbing is a technology, a technology of destruction."
Seeing this beginning, his eyes lit up slightly, but his brows furrowed even more tightly.
The writing is good.
He seems to be a well-founded author.
But it is often difficult for this kind of author to get ahead.
Such an author's writing style is more inclined to traditional publishing, which is very different from the style of online writing.
Can readers continue reading? ?
have no idea.
To his delight, these few sentences revealed that this was a completely new type of book!
Tomb robbery!
But what’s there to write about about tomb robbing?
He looked down doubtfully.
"My grandfather's name is Hu Guohua. The ancestors of the Hu family were famous landowners from all over the country. During their most glorious period, they bought more than 40 houses connected by three alleys in the city..."
Five minutes, ten minutes...
Ten minutes later, the editor raised his head in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief! !
His gaze wasn't wrong.
This is indeed the traditional way of writing.
But……
So attractive!
The other party's writing style is very unique, and it has a feeling of enticing people to read on.
It is not the popular way of writing on the Internet today - short and quick, but it is told in a eloquent way, which makes people intoxicated without knowing it.
"There's something..."
As an online editor, he knows everything at a glance.
But reading this "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", I couldn't help but slow down.
"What?? A good book has been published?" the woman next to her asked with her head buried in her head.
The fat editor was silent for a moment: "I don't know, let me take a look first."
Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.
As twelve o'clock arrived, everyone stood up.
The same goes for the woman. She stretched her aching waist and said with a smile, "Lao Zhou, are you ready to eat?"
However, there was no response.
The fat editor Zhou is staring at the screen at the moment! He didn't even hear his colleagues calling him.
What's going on here?
The woman was stunned and patted the other person. Editor Zhou shook suddenly as if he had just woken up from a dream!
"What's wrong with you?"
Editor Zhou was panting desperately, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter!
"It's okay, you go and eat first!"
"Do not bother me!"
The woman left confused.
But when the last person in the office left, Editor Zhou suddenly stood up and slammed the table excitedly!
Can produce results!
This book will definitely deliver results!
The writing style is unique and the content is fantastic!
Nine-story demon tower, Kunlun's ice-free spring, ferocious corpses in barren tombs, overlord salamanders...
What kind of brain could come up with this book? !
“The perspective is so unique!”
"Although it is completely different from the style of modern online writing!"
"But starting from the blank paper man and the mouse friend, it's fascinating!"
"Tell me the story without any delay! Until you return to the nine-story demon tower! Not one of them can make you fall behind!"
Which god wrote it?
Could it be that some great master in the physical book world switched to online writing?
He couldn't wait to close TXT and click on the author interface.
"Name: Zhao Ziluo."
"Work: Ghost Blows Out the Lamp."
"What a good name..." After looking at it for so long, he certainly knew what it meant.
He patted the table with emotion: "People light candles, ghosts blow out lamps, and roosters crow without touching gold."
"Talk about the topic!"
"This is definitely a master of physical books! Even the naming is in the style of a physical book...but..."
He frowned and looked at Zhao Ziluo's photo.
"This name sounds familiar?"
"And this face... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before?"
Really a giant?
With suspicion, he continued to look down.
"Telephone……"
"Hometown..."
"Address...Treasure Island?"
The physical master of Treasure Island?
He rubbed his chin and continued reading.
"Pen name...Kong Fang?"
He couldn't help but smile.
"He's still a celebrity... let's go head-on..."
Before he finished speaking, he was stunned.
It's like being under a petrification spell.
After a few seconds, the talent machine started moving.
Then I scrolled up desperately and found the photo.
Then immediately open the web page and search for Kong Fang.
No...
No!
It can’t really be that big guy!
Kong Fang’s encyclopedia was quickly found.
He looked at the photo for five minutes, then looked at the author's information.
At one glance, the person stood up an inch.
Damn it...
I'm so excited!
Suddenly, the door opened and the people who had eaten before had returned.
An editor was confused when he saw Editor Zhou sitting in a dangling posture.
"What? Team Leader Zhou, where are you... practicing your horse steps?"
Before he finished speaking, Editor Zhou had already closed the computer and rushed out like crazy!
The bosses' offices are on the top floor.
He entered the elevator, pressed the number, and soon reached the door. He could even hear laughter inside.
He took a deep breath, knocked on the door, opened the door and walked in without waiting for an answer.
"Lao Zhou?"
Several founders of Wumeng Literature were having dinner together. When they saw him coming in, they all said in shock: "What's wrong? Why are you panicking?"
Editor Zhou closed the door.
He felt his voice trembling: "Boss... I, I just received a manuscript..."
how?
Lost in thought?
Several founders exchanged glances. Now that they have become famous, they have stopped reviewing manuscripts in person.
But it doesn’t mean that their level has decreased!
"Speak slowly." The boss stood up with a smile: "Don't worry, as long as the work is good, we will definitely provide resources..."
Before he could finish speaking, Editor Zhou said in a trembling voice: "Teacher Kong Fang submitted the article."
WTF?
Which Kongfang?
Everyone looked at each other.
The next second, several founders exclaimed in unison: "Teacher Kong Fang?!"
"Zhao Ziluo?"
"President Zhao?!"
Then, everyone looked at Editor Zhou in disbelief.
What a joke!
What is the identity of others?
If Wumeng.com wants to be audited, it still has to go through the Asia Pacific Entertainment Association.
As a result, other directors submitted articles?
"Really! Really!!" Editor Zhou stamped his feet anxiously: "I didn't believe it at first! But after checking the encyclopedia several times, it's really him!!"
“Send me photos of daily life taken directly by others!”
five minutes later.
Crash-!
All the editors looked at the door in shock.
All the founders arrived and crowded in front of Editor Zhou’s computer. Everyone's face was extremely serious.
"Really?"
"It seems like it's really him..."
"Damn it! How could this big guy think of coming to Wumeng to contribute?"
"And Lao Zhou said that quality was the founding father? Is it true?"
After the four of them were stunned for a while, finally, the big boss Yang Rong picked up the phone.
Got connected quickly.
"Hello?" A young voice sounded.
Yang Rong immediately bent down with an apologetic smile on his face: "May I ask, is this Teacher Kong Fang?"
Before he finished speaking, the whole office was silent.
Everyone looked at Boss Yang with ghost eyes.
Kong Fang?
Is this the Kong Fang I think of?
But is this possible?
After getting a positive reply. Yang Rong immediately smiled and said: "It's really Teacher Kong Fang!"
"What an honor! I didn't expect you to give us Wu Meng a chance... What? Pass! Of course we pass! We will mobilize resources immediately! Build momentum for Teacher Kong Fang!"
"Yes... I understand. We know that you have not been on the mainland recently."
"We will have the Longbao branch contact you immediately! Don't worry, even if you are not in the mainland, we will still value every author!!"
No one is doing the job at hand anymore.
Everyone had a premonition of something.
There was disbelief all over his face.
Putting down the phone, Yang Rong blushed with excitement.
How many fans does Teacher Kong Fang have?
Tens of millions of plans are possible! !
All the authors on the website combined may not be able to compare!
If...do it right this time.
Tens of millions of traffic poured into Wu Meng...
Unifying the online literature market is not a dream!
In mainland China, Wumeng is not alone in the online literature market.
They account for a third of the market.
But there are two other companies, as well as some imaginative websites, who share two-thirds!
"This time...maybe it's the decisive moment!!"
His eyes were a little red, and he immediately shouted: "What are you looking at!"
"No job anymore?"
"Don't tell anyone what happened today! Also, all gold medal editors come to my office immediately!"
"Lao Zhou, pass along Teacher Kong Fang's article!"
