However, now Wang Huan didn't know that the song "I Believe" would have such an amazing popularity.

After singing, under the guidance of counselor Cai Hongliang, he followed the leaders of the school to the expert apartment for a brief leadership reception ceremony.

For this kind of scene, Wang Huan is very familiar with it, although these school leaders are not low in title, but he has already seen Hu Lao, Qu Lao and other characters, so he can deal with it easily.

Cai Hongliang, who was a little restrained on the side, saw Wang Huan, who was talking and laughing freely with the school leaders, and really understood how far he, a student, had grown in the past few months.

……

at the same time.

Weibo Headquarters.

Weibo reading office area.

More than a dozen executives gathered in a conference room for a meeting.

The atmosphere was very solemn.

Director Feng glanced at the managers in the conference room, sighed lightly in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Today is Sunday, logically speaking, you shouldn't be allowed to come over for a meeting, but I still notified the human resources department to let a few people come." The reason why I called you over today, I believe you have more or less heard some rumors, that is, about the operation of our platform. ”

"At that time, Weibo Reading was established with Weibo, and it has been ten years now, in the ever-changing world of the Internet, this time is not short, enough for a young Internet company to grow into a giant, and enough to make a leading Internet company disappear. Weibo reading happens to be not these two, but like a clear spring, slowly flowing, but unfortunately, in the long river of time, I did not take care of this clear spring, so that it unconsciously tends to dry up......"

Speaking of this, Director Feng fell silent.

More than 10 people in the conference room did not say a word, and all of them had very serious expressions, and they were able to become managers, and everyone had more or less a lot of experience in the workplace. Hearing Director Feng's words, everyone's faces showed a thoughtful expression, and a bad guess was faintly born in their hearts.

"Let Weibo reading fall to the point where it is today, I, the director, am not to blame, here today, I want to say to you: I'm sorry ......"

After speaking, Director Feng bent down and bowed deeply to the group of managers.

There was a cacophony in the conference room.

Everyone began to whisper.

After a while, Director Feng raised his head and continued: "Today, Weibo's reading traffic is declining day by day, and except for some outdated old books in the library, the new books in the library can't pick out a high-quality book at all. The authors who signed contracts with our platform before have also left, which makes the platform even worse. Now the platform can no longer afford the manpower load, so the headquarters decided: lay off employees. ”

Downsizing!

Although many people have long guessed the purpose of Director Feng's meeting today, it is still a little difficult for everyone to control their emotions when they really hear Director Feng say these two words.

All of them are a little out of shape.

In particular, some old managers who have been in the company for several years are even more unacceptable.

Director Feng's voice was heavy: "It's mid-October, and the headquarters means October 18th, that is, next Friday, when layoffs officially begin. Today, I would like to inform you that you should be mentally prepared, and draw up a list of layoffs first, and let human resources take direct action when the time comes. ”

Editor-in-chief Hongye frowned, stood up and asked, "Mr. Feng, how big is the scale of this layoff?"

Director Feng's voice was heavy: "The layoff ratio is between %." ”

Everyone present gasped, with such a high percentage of layoffs, wouldn't many departments even have to serve the pot? It is even possible that they, the management, will not be spared.

Moment.

Many people are starting to feel uneasy.

Hongye's voice was bitter: "Mr. Feng, there are more than 100 people who read Weibo, basically all of them are old employees who have worked in the company for many years, and they have deep feelings for each other. Is there really no way out at the headquarters, do you have to lay off employees?"

Director Feng nodded: "Yes, because Weibo reading is beyond its means, maintaining the operation of the platform is a big expense." The headquarters made this difficult decision after a detailed stop-loss estimate. Unless ......"

"Unless what?"

Momiji hurriedly asked.

The other management also pinched their hearts and looked at Director Feng with expectant eyes.

Director Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Unless in the next few days, a phenomenal work can appear on the platform and detonate the whole network, which is likely to bring the platform back to life." ”

Hearing Director Feng's words, everyone's hearts fell into an ice cave.

What is a phenomenal work?

If a work can attract the attention of many people, it can be considered a good work. If a work is praised by the public and receives rave reviews, it can be considered a classic.

The phenomenal work mainly describes an unconventional form, which can suddenly become popular in a short period of time and be known by everyone, and its influence is not only the content of the work itself, but can even reach the point of being sought after by the whole people. And it can also cause countless imitations and plagiarism from others.

"This ......"

Momiji opened her mouth, but finally didn't say a word.

Today's Weibo reading platform, not to mention phenomenal works. Not even a good work. Authors with a little bit of skill have long switched to other platforms, where will they come to their half-dead platform to contribute?

It seems that there is no hope at all.

After the end of the meeting.

Momiji's expression was a little sad, and he came to the desk seat alone, and sat down like this.

I don't know how long it took, but it wasn't until the afternoon that she opened the familiar backstage of the work review and glanced at the data of the two days of the weekend, which was as bleak as ever. For two whole days, there were only ten more works in the background, and all the authors who submitted were newcomers, not even a single old author.

However, after years of habit, Momiji still started to review one book after another with a rigorous mentality, even if these books were rubbish, she would endure the discomfort and read the first three chapters before making a review.

……

……

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Huan finally ended all kinds of entertainment at school and returned to Xincheng Garden in a low-key manner.

Because the place where he rents a house is basically unknown to reporters, it can be so quiet. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be at peace at all.

Rested for a while.

Wang Huan suddenly remembered something.

He quickly sat down in front of the computer, opened a blank document, and began to crackle and type.

In three hours, with almost no pause, I typed out the first nine chapters of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" in my mind, nearly 40,000 words.

After shaking his hands that were almost cramping for a while, he logged in to Weibo on the computer to read, registered an account of "Miki", and uploaded all 40,000 words to the writer's backstage.