Calm!

Wu An let his emotions calm down first.

All of the above accolades are based on the fact that the book was really able to be systematized and then popularized a lot.

Now, the whole book has only written 30,000 words, and with this author's speed of updating, the main part has been written, and it has to be the Year of the Monkey!

There's no way, let's be patient first.

What else can you do?

......

Wu An sincerely feels that this book has infinite potential.

It's just that because the content itself doesn't match the online website, it will definitely not have any achievements on the website. But it does not affect its quality, besides, over the years, there have been many traditional books on various online websites, taking the copyright route.

After thinking about it for a while, he filled out a B-level signing application for this "Actor's Self-cultivation".

The signing standards of Galaxy Chinese Network are divided into four levels of ABCD, and the recommendation strength and sharing standards are different for different levels.

A B grade is a very important potential book that you have a chance to get. If you can get a B grade, even if it is a short channel, the exposure you get is very impressive.

However, the application for B-level books needs to be reviewed by the editor-in-chief.

Wu An submitted the B-level contract application of the book to the editor-in-chief, and even emphasized his opinion on the book before starting to review other books.

After all the reviews were completed, the application for "Actor's Self-cultivation" was also taken over.

Failed.

Wu An sat in his position, hesitated, but got up, went to the door of the editor-in-chief's office, knocked on the door and entered.

"Wu An, is there something wrong?"

The editor-in-chief of Group 18 is called Zhang Ye, who is an older editor.

The online literature industry is an emerging industry, and at his age, he can already be regarded as an old ash of online literature.

"Editor-in-chief, it's about the book "Self-cultivation of Actors" I just mentioned. ”

Wu An walked in and said, "I feel that this book is okay in terms of content quality. In the website, it doesn't matter if it is not recommended, if it is written, it is very promising to promote it through the traditional book channel of the website. I graduated from the directing department, so I know more about this, and I can also recommend them to the teachers in our school, I believe there must be potential. ”

Editor-in-chief Zhang Ye did not interrupt Wu An, and after patiently listening to him, he took off his glasses, wiped them, and said, "Wu An, although you are a newcomer, you have been working for three or four months. Don't you know that the judgment of the market volume of online articles cannot rely on personal preferences, but must be completely from the perspective of the market and readers?"

"But ......," Wu An had to explain.

Zhang Ye raised his hand to stop him: "I understand what you mean, I don't understand the things in the entertainment industry, but I understand one thing, that is, you and I can't take the company's resources to gamble on a book that does not conform to the mainstream of the market." You don't have rights, and I don't have rights. Alright, you go back. The book doesn't have to be submitted, and if it really has quality, then even if we don't sign a contract, it will still be up. If you have time, let's go to other stations and bring a few more books that you can handle!"

"Okay. ”

Wu An was helpless, so he had to nod and turn back to his workstation.

Backstage, the title of the book "Actor's Self-cultivation" has turned gray, indicating that it has been coldly treated by the editor-in-chief.

He regretted it a little.

I knew that I would have directly proposed a C-level contract without going through the editor-in-chief. After signing the contract, I will find a way to contact my colleagues related to the company's publishing, and I can also recommend it. Moreover, they are traditional editors, and their understanding of this aspect is definitely better than that of online content editors.

Now it's okay, and there is no hope of signing a contract directly.

He also understood what Editor-in-Chief Zhang Ye meant, which was a blow to himself.

An online editor, who doesn't want to recommend books that conform to the tone of the online text, is a bit derelict in his duty if he is whimsical every day.

Although he himself knew very well the value of that book.

Wu An shook his head, and with some guilt, he sent the link to this book to his circle of friends, as well as to the professional group of his former university.

After a while, a classmate suddenly replied: "Stolen the number?"

Wu An Dahan explained: "This is a performance theory written by an author I saw on our company's website, it feels pretty good, everyone can take a look at it if they are interested." ”

But after the message was sent, no one replied.

Wu An sighed, and also knew that after graduation, many of the students in the directing department went in other directions, and they were rarely interested in watching the so-called performance theory.

Sitting in my seat, tangled up all morning.

During the lunch break, he finally couldn't help but send a message directly to the author of the book, "Boss Bao'er", from the backstage, leaving his contact information, hoping to chat and urge the update by the way.

......

Brother Yang Xing's plane was seven o'clock in the morning.

Early in the morning, Lin Bao sent him to the airport, and then came back and spent most of the morning with a few girls sorting out Brother Yang's shop.

"Eh, does Senior Brother Lin Bao have two stores now?"

"That's right, take a seat first!"

"Zige, you go, you go, don't worry about us!"

Before two o'clock, a group of six or seven male and female students followed Cao Zige to Lin Bao's stall.

Lin Bao recognized a few of them, they were former juniors and sisters of the Moyin Pop Music Department, and now they should be the graduate students of Devil Feng. Why did you come here today to eat skewers?

He looked at Cao Zige who came over suspiciously.

Cao Zige explained a little helplessly: "It's not because Master, you are too good. After Mr. Qian listened to your lecture yesterday, he went back and reprimanded several graduate seniors, which was called a miserable one, and then asked them to come to you every afternoon to listen to the lectures. But don't even think about graduating. ”

"Senior Brother Lin Bao, you have to say a lot of good things about us in front of Teacher Qian in the future!"

A boy who had collected a stack of material selection lists and sent them over said to Lin Bao enthusiastically, "If the performance is not good, Mr. Qian can really make our group unable to finish their studies." We don't have the talent of Senior Brother Yu Chenghao, and if we graduate a year late, we may really lose a job......"

"Okay, okay. ”

Lin Bao couldn't cry or laugh.

How do you make yourself feel like you're guilty of something?

"Eh, Senior Sister Yutong hasn't come over yet?"

Cao Zige looked at it, and suddenly had some doubts.

"Yutong, I guess I'm in the dormitory, so I won't come. ”

The boy shook his head, "She's different from us, she's not afraid of Teacher Qian at all." Teacher Qian urged her every day, but she didn't move......"

Lin Bao is also a pleasure.

The goddess of the dead house of the pop music department is really from the freshman house to the second year of research!

Next to him, Han Yiyi also skewered and started the live broadcast.

"Come on, come on, please listen to the question, let's say that the boss of Bao'er sells seven sets of signature mutton skewers every day, each group of six skewers, how many skewers of mutton can be sold in total?"

"Have you changed the question now?"

"I'll figure it out. Answer: Boss Bao'er has a total of six times seven equals...... Amount...... Well, six-seven, six-seven...... How much?"

"There's mud upstairs!"

Han Yiyi looked at the barrage of a group of sand sculpture netizens in the live broadcast room, and he was also straight.

Now, this group of netizens in the live broadcast room have focused their targets on the small blackboard behind Lin Bao, and they have started their memories with the words on the small blackboard.

In fact, this was deliberately designed by her and Yu Qin before.

Although the live broadcast room has been broadcasting Lin Bao's guidance and lectures, it has also been guided to a lot of laughs and topics. But if you talk about these topics too much, you will eventually get tired of them, so you still have to add some guidance in a timely manner.

The small blackboard is the result of their discussion.

Not only is it very suitable for the topic of "Ninety-Nine Multiplication Table" in the live broadcast room, but also this old thing has indeed caused a wave of nostalgia in the group.

While eating skewers, Han Yiyi thought about his own thoughts.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up: "I know!"

The sound is a bit loud and instantly catches everyone's attention.

Even Lin Bao turned his head to look at her: "What do you know?"

"Meng Po Soup!"

Han Yiyi's face was excited, "Boss Bao'er, the joke you said before, Meng Po wanted to know whether the soup was sweet or salty, so she took a sip of Meng Po soup." Then she forgot her purpose again, so she took another sip of Meng Po soup, and then forgot again, and the cycle would go on forever!

“......”

Lin Bao looked at her a little stunned.

He remembers, it was all two or three days ago, right?

You're only now trying to figure it out!

How long does this reflection arc have?

......

"I just knew that she hadn't reacted to this joke!"

"Tut, my family is so smart [dog head]"

"One by one, you said that you are not well developed, forget it, how do you feel like your brain?"

"Come, one-one, uncle, don't brother teach you to read, one by one, three, phew, two, ......"

"Hurry, with this IQ, how will you get married in the future?"

In the live broadcast room, there was also a loss.

Angry Han Yiyi's teeth itched, what's wrong with us, isn't it just a little simple and a little cute?

It's like you old drivers, you know everything!

"One by one, I sent you a couple of videos that I recorded as guitar tutorials. ”

At this time, Lin Bao raised his mobile phone towards Han Yi and said, "You go back, help me see how the recording is when you have time." ”

Han Yiyi was a little surprised: "Eh, boss Bao'er, have you finished recording?"

"No, I've only recorded two or three episodes, you can help me take a look first to see if there's any problem. ”

Lin Bao said.

Han Yi nodded: "Don't worry, I'll take a look at it carefully when I go back." ”

In the live broadcast room, everyone also heard the conversation between the two.

"What? Is Boss Boa's guitar lesson recorded?"

"I want to see it too, long legs and a sauce!"

"One by one, we all want to watch it, let's just broadcast Boss Bao'er's guitar lesson live today!"

"Ahhh

Han Yiyi pouted.

Think beautifully!

Who was hurting me just now?