Chapter 357: Jiang Lang's Talent?
Shencheng, Huangpu District.
Founding Group, 20th Floor, Conference Hall.
On the 1st of each month, the founding will convene a meeting of the editor-in-chief and the editor-in-charge.
This month is no exception.
At 11 o'clock in the morning, the editor-in-chief and editor-in-charge from group 1 to group 10 were all assembled, and there were about 30 people.
Groups 1 to 5 are responsible for male frequency texts, and groups 6 to 10 are responsible for female frequency texts.
Of course, this scale can't be compared with the Dian Niang in the previous life.
After all, the current classification of the founder, there is only martial arts for male frequency, and there is only ancient romance for female.
So it's more than enough to be divided into ten groups to be responsible for the entire website.
The meeting was moderated by the site's editor-in-chief and was largely focused on listings.
It's really on the shelves this month, and there are too many platinum gods.
Even the two ancient giant gods, Leng Yue and Lu Xiaoxi, were all on the shelves on the same day!
This is almost the lifeblood of the entire founder, and you can imagine how fierce it is.
Of course, the meeting also counted the subscriptions on the shelves.
There are three books that have been ordered over 10,000!
Those who enter the boutique, that is, those who are ordered to reach 3,000, there are five copies!
Among them are martial arts dominating the world, swordsman war discipline and so on.
As for the other ones on the shelves, some of them have acceptable potential, and they may be able to break through to an average of 3,000 if they are recommended, and some are hopeless, so they will not consider promoting them for the time being.
Hearing that the editor-in-chief also deliberately named Fengyun at the meeting, Zhang Xishao's face couldn't help but show a proud smile.
It can be said that from the signing of the book to the promotion, he was the editor in charge of the book.
Now seeing Fengyun with such achievements, Zhang Xishao's heart naturally rises a little proud.
Zhu Dongying, the editor-in-chief of Group 8, although he felt a little embarrassed in his heart, he was not very optimistic about Fengyun at that time, but that had already passed, and he learned that Fengyun was even optimistic about the editor-in-chief, so he naturally paid attention to it.
Now when I hear the subscription of more than 10,000 people in 12 hours, my face also shows a bit of glory.
At the same time, Zhu Dongying also secretly decided that he must arrange more recommendations to Fengyun in the future, and he didn't believe that he couldn't create a platinum god!
As for the rookie king or something, that's already an ironclad thing!
In addition to the situation of the male frequency article, the meeting also talked about the female frequency article.
The meeting also lasted more than an hour before it was dissolved.
After the meeting.
"Xi Shao, this time Niu, the editor-in-chief personally named you, your kid will be promoted in the future, don't forget us. β
"It's just that, I don't know when I'll have the opportunity to sign a book that is so good as Fengyun"
"Don't expect an author like Yi Shi Mi, let alone on our website, even in the entire online literature world, I'm afraid it won't appear. β
"Yes, what kind of imagination is that guy, he can actually write such a good book, when he was on the new book list, he stepped on the top of the three platinum gods, and now he has entered the top five of the monthly ticket list in one fell swoop, this is the first time it has appeared on our website!"
"How can his imagination run wild, on the craziest author in the entire online literature industry, I'll convince him of one!, 60,000 words broke out just on the shelves, and he is still not human!"
Although the competition among the founding groups was fierce, there was a lot of friendship between the editors-in-chief and the editor-in-charge.
As soon as the meeting ended, a few good editors in charge came to Zhang Xishao's side and screamed in surprise.
Hearing this, Zhang Xishao was full of smiles.
At the same time, I have to admit that meeting a lifetime of confusion is the luckiest time since he became the editor-in-charge.
Such an author, one can top ten, and he will have a lot of face when he says it.
"Don't hold him too high, this one is hot, and the next one won't necessarily be hot. β
Of course, Zhang Xishao's head is still very sober, and he will not be ignorant of things because of a few words of flattery from his colleagues, and he will say what he has been worried about.
When the other editors in charge heard this, they were also silent.
Oh, yes.
In the online literature world, unless it is a person of the rank of the ancient giant god or the platinum god, no one can guarantee that if you write one, you will be popular.
The current life is indeed very hot.
But what about when the storm is over?
Will the next one be so popular?
No one knows for sure!
No one can guarantee it!
"Hehe, Xi Shao, don't worry about it, an author as talented as Yishi Mi, maybe the next one will be even more popular?"
Finally, a responsible editor patted Zhang Xishao's shoulder and smiled comfortingly.
"Yes, it's a big deal to check the editor-in-chief when the time comes, now I'm a blur but a celebrity on our website, and when he opens a new book, the editor-in-chief will definitely pay attention. β
Suddenly, a responsible editor woke everyone up with a word, "I don't think Jiang Lang will be exhausted in a lifetime, have you forgotten the biography of Wukong he wrote?"
In an instant, everyone was silent, and their eyes widened one by one, as if they remembered something incredible.
And then the next moment they all explodedβ
"Damn!"
"yes, why did you forget this stubble!"
"The author who can write Fengyun and Wukong Biography will be exhausted?
"Haha, that's it, I'm suddenly looking forward to a lifetime of blurry to finish this book as soon as possible, and then open a new book. β
"Don't talk about this, we'll go and have a good meal when we get off work, Xi Shao, you want to treat you this time, the wind and clouds are so hot, your bonus this month will definitely not be less, and you have to invite us to dinner if you say anything!"
"Yes, please eat!"
Seeing that all his colleagues were coaxing, Zhang Xishao was not a stingy person, he waved his hand and said with a heroic smile, "Okay, no problem, you can decide the time and place, and we will go when we get off work." β
"Haha, it's really Xi Shao, it's refreshing enough!"
Many of the editors in charge laughed.
In the gap between chatting with colleagues, Zhang Xishao also quickly scanned the computer.
happened to see the message from An Liang, so they chatted for a while, and the scene just now appeared.
After telling An Liang about Fengyun's subscription, he ended this chat, Zhang Xishao was looking down at the white paper on the table, and it was written the names of the three books that had been booked for more than 10,000 yuan-
belongs to the eight groups under the management of Zhang Xishao, one of the female editors, petite, average-looking, belongs to the kind of small jasper type, with her hair scattered, she stood up from her seat with a 'Teng' sound, as if she saw a very amazing scene, and then picked up her mobile phone and hurriedly ran over.
also exclaimed as he ran, "Editor-in-charge, editor-in-charge, take a look, he has broken out again."
"What?"
After hearing this, all the editors in charge, including Zhang Xishao, were shocked.
Generally, every month's monthly ticket war, the author has a one-time outbreak after the early morning, and needs to recuperate during the day, and then fight again the next day.
Of course, there are authors who erupt during the day, and there are also those who break out in several waves, but those are very few.
Besides, everyone knows that the mystery of a lifetime broke out in the early hours of the morning with 60,000 words, and it stands to reason that it will not break out again.
After all, the explosion of 60,000 words has swept away the updates of other authors on the website, how can there still be manuscripts?
But hell with it!
A second wave of mysteries actually began to erupt?