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Inside a small rental house.

Xue Dong's roommate Cao Kai is back.

As soon as he entered the door, Cao Kai saw Xue Dong sitting in front of the computer in despair, with this story club on the left.

With a yawn, Cao Kai picked up the story and asked, "Is the manuscript fee back?"

"Hmm. ”

"How many are there this time?"

Xue Dong smiled bitterly, "Eighty." ”

Syllable!

Cao Kai threw the story on the table, "You can't make a lot of money writing every day, you might as well move bricks." ”

Cao Kai has said this many times.

Xue Dong remembered that the most ugly time was when Cao Kai went to masturbate with him, and after drinking a few glasses of beer, he took out two thousand yuan from his body, and taunted him while slapping the table with the money, "What's the use of you writing this bullshit novel, can it be eaten as food or drunk as water, see, this month's salary, does all your remuneration add up to so much?"

To this day, he still remembers the crunch of the thin stack of bills on the large table.

And the only reason he endured it at the time was that he was poor.

Although Cao Kai is not a child of a wealthy family, his parents are both dual-income workers, and his family is in Dongcheng City, so he has a very wide network.

But he is different, his parents are from the countryside, and the family is already in debt for him to go to college, and most of the income he earns when he goes out to work has to be sent back to his parents to pay off the debt.

If you want to live in Dongcheng for more than a thousand yuan, you must be patient.

If he and Cao Kai turn their faces, he will not only lose a friend, but also the best roommate.

Now the house they live in is because of Cao Kai's relationship, he only needs to pay four or five hundred rent every month, and he can also be free of water and electricity.

Poverty takes away pith.

Faced with the harsh reality, he had to be cowardly.

Although he was used to hearing Cao Kai's sarcasm, Xue Dong was still a little angry in his heart.

When Cao Kai picked up the story meeting for the second time and turned to the novel he wrote to comment on it, a terrible thought came to him.

He wants to kill!

He wanted to kill Cao Kai!

He wants to use a violent means to go crazy for his dreams once!

Although reason told Xue Dong that this idea was wrong, he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and almost at the same time, Chenyang's sentence "The story should start from the side" also jumped into his mind.

Excited, Xue Dong opened the document and began to tap on the keyboard......

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The next day.

Eight forty.

Night Whispers Department.

Several editors, Bi Yao, Xia, Ba Xin, Kong Mengming, and Qin Siyuan, are all reviewing for the fourth issue of the "Story Meeting".

There was no sound in the quiet office, only the sound of keyboard clicks and mouse clicks.

Five minutes.

Ten minutes.

Fifteen minutes.

As the minute hand gets closer to twelve, the atmosphere in the office becomes more solemn, and the editors sitting at their desks have different expressions.

Bhasin looked at the computer while picking at the few hairs on his head.

Summer frowned, looking constipated at the computer, and the two big eye bags fluttered unconsciously, as if they were about to explode in the next moment.

Kong Mengming, who was sitting next to him, rolled his eyes from time to time, muttering that he didn't know what he was talking about, but he could see that it must not be a good thing.

Qin Siyuan didn't change much, and there were a few big words written on his face that it didn't matter to him.

At the workstation next to the door, Bi Yao was doing everything as usual, but on that face that didn't seem to have changed at all, people could still read the confusion in her heart at this time.

"Summer, have you passed?" asked Bi Yao as he stopped what he was doing.

Summer smiled bitterly, "No, Xiaomeng, do you have it." ”

"Do you look like me?" Kong Mengming rolled his eyes, and the little girl who was giggling on weekdays and in summer was full of disdain when she replied to this sentence.

Summer looked at Bat Sin, "What about you, old Ba?"

Ba Xin finally let go of the few hairs that were still holding his ground and said, "I've only reviewed it here, and I haven't started yet, you can ask Teacher Qin." ”

Without waiting for Xia Xia to speak, Qin Siyuan raised his head and said, "I? ”

Syllable!

Kong Mengming slammed the mouse down, and said impatiently, "What the hell is going to be done, the review is not given, what to say about the first three chapters, according to that logic, it is not good or bad at all." ”

Bi Yao said, "I think Teacher Chenyang should be coming soon, but let's ask again." ”

Kong Mengming sat down angrily.

Since the sales of the "Story Club" increased, they can now receive nearly 10,000 submission emails every week in their personal mailbox.

Submissions have doubled, and their workload has increased considerably.

Of course, these are nothing, and she will not complain about anything when she eats this bowl of rice.

But the problem is that you may not be able to read the review like before, and you Chenyang actually has a golden first three paragraphs.

Well, even if you want to change the principle of passing the review of the "story meeting", then you will issue a regulation, and you haven't said anything until now, how can they be reviewed?

Realistic?

Now the submission box is full of realism!

How do they choose?

Smack.

The door opened.

Chenyang walked in and smiled at everyone to say hello, "Morning, are they all here?"

Bi Yao smiled, "Teacher Chenyang is early." ”

Bhasin said, "Early. ”

Summer also smiled, "Brother Yang is early." ”

Qin Siyuan didn't look up, Kong Mengming stood up again without waiting for his ass to sit down, "Teacher Chen, what is our standard for passing the manuscript this time?"

She was a little irritable and her tone wasn't very good.

Summer tugged on Kong Mengming's cuffs, "Little dream!"

"Oh, what are you doing," Kong Mengming shook off the summer irritably, and said in a loud voice, "I asked what happened to the manuscript standards? Don't you all know? If we continue like this, how long will our progress be delayed?"

Chenyang didn't care about Kong Mengming's attitude, and said with a blank face, "Isn't it just a good draft of the storyline that echoes the content requirements of the section?"

Kong Mengming continued to ask, "But didn't you say that the first three paragraphs of gold? And the one that comes from life to life, what other golden fingers? Aren't they all standards?"

Chenyang was amused, "What is this, that's just a writing skill, it can be said that all excellent novels will have such a rule, what I told the authors yesterday is how they can better write about the supernatural, and it's not that our review standards have to change, we have always been folk customs, and we just need to review according to this concept." ”

Kong Mengming was dumbfounded, "Then you mean, the standard of review has not changed this time?"

Chenyang continued to smile, "Yes, it hasn't changed. ”

Summer said, "But these contracted writers are not ......"

Chenyang naturally knew what to say in the summer, in the past, when they were reviewing manuscripts, they signed a number of new writers according to the old principles, and according to common sense, these people actually met the standards of the entire magazine.

Therefore, when he finishes saying the first three paragraphs of gold, gold fingers and the like, everyone will use these rules and regulations to set these signed writers and newcomers, but it turns out that they can't be set at all, and then they feel confused.

Smiling, Chenyang said, "The reason why I agreed to sign a contract with those people is not because of their manuscripts, but because of their potential, our magazine needs newcomers too much, if the 'Story Club' is the only one to support it with "Liao Zhai", on the day it ends, the 'Story Club' will fall, so my plan is to sign some potential newcomers, and then guide them, so that they can truly become the loyal pillars of our 'Story Club'!"

Straightening his waist, Chenyang said lightly, "So, everyone continues to review according to the previous requirements, no matter what the subject is, I have only one requirement: good-looking! good-looking!"