It was more than 10 o'clock in the evening, and the people from the relevant departments of the company were still working overtime. The lighting in the office was dimmed and not so dazzling, and the review department was ready to complete the three-review and three-proofreading process overnight. is also because this film "Soul Breaking Gun" is really very mature.

Xu Yingying accepted the manuscript, asked Yue Qingyan what else he needed, and then left. The takeaway I ordered for Yue Qingyan was bibimbap, which was deliberately made with a lighter taste. Yue Qingyan was not picky, and besides, he was almost completely in a state of distraction, and he didn't realize what he was eating until he finished eating. Anyway, it doesn't take much effort to just stuff it in your mouth.

Then, Xu Yingying finished cleaning up and posted the manuscript of the first trial and one school in the small group where they usually gathered. In addition to Miwu and Du Xiao, there are several other authors and editors who are also in the group. Basically, they are old friends who are strict enough and have strong enough relationships.

"Oh, who's that?" was Miwu's active period at night, and she replied to the message almost in seconds.

"Xiao Yue's. Let him save the scene and make a set. I came to the company in the afternoon to write it. ”

"Write in person?" Mi Wu sent a shocked expression.

"Off the conference room, two hours. ”

The group is going to explode. Everyone writes something, although I didn't look closely, but I knew that the quality of the text was quite good. If you will exhaust a manuscript of 5,000 words of this quality in two hours, then this Xiaoyue is simply against the sky.

"I'll take another look. Miwu said and went to read the manuscript on her own. The others didn't squeak much, and they were probably reading the script.

"Compiled into the collection you said earlier?" said Mi Wu after a while.

Xu Yingying: That's right.

Mi Wu: How can you be stunned, I'll make it up!

Xu Yingying: Just give him a name, nothing else's business.

Bucket of instant noodles: That's what I want to do.

Miwu: Write a sentimental comment, and you may rely on this for the rest of your life. Xiao Yue is too powerful.

Du Xiao: Miwu, you're not, so unambitious. Write it yourself.

Miwu: Write and see!

Du Xiao: I can't write it.

Du Xiao: What about Xiao Yue? After writing it, come out for a drink. It's just the right time.

Xu Yingying: I'm writing the second article. 30,000 words.

Du Xiao: Maybe the most impressive thing in my life is to compile this collection.

Vat of instant noodles: on the top floor.

Ginseng: On Weibo, I was stunned to say that I was compiling a collection of short stories, and you went to search for it, and said that a newcomer was forced into it before Ming. In order to promote newcomers, he has lost the editing rights. Let readers keep their eyes peeled.

Xu Yingying: Alas, it's a good thing. Lao Lian is worried that he can't kick him out. I'm going to run it.

Miwu: Part 2, Part 2. Xiao Yue writes in your company?

Xu Yingying: Of course. The conference room was vacated for him. There is screen mirroring in the old room.

There was silence in the group.

Du Xiao: "Soul Breaking Gun" was typed out by you looking at word by word?

Du Xiao: You ...... It's a bit ruthless.

Du Xiao: Is there a camera in the conference room?

Miwu: Open the Internet, open the Internet, I want to read it too.

Xu Yingying: Then I...... Go to station B?

Vat of instant noodles: No. How boring are you?

Xu Yingying: Maybe it's fun.

Miwu: Ask Xiao Yue, if he doesn't agree, forget it.

Xu Yingying: He's now... It's useless. I was so stunned when I ate just now that I almost stuffed my nose.

Xu Yingying thought it was fun, and quickly set up the live broadcast, and the live broadcast screen was divided into four grids: two screens, two monitors on the top of the conference room. One monitor can see the panoramic view of the conference room, while the other monitor is just above the conference room, which can clearly capture the entire keyboard, mouse, and hand when Yue Qingyan coded words.

Yue Qingyan had already planned the composition of the article and the plot on the whiteboard in the conference room. He wrote very sloppily, and he didn't break the law to read, so everyone gave up. But on the screen, it can be seen that Yue Qingyan checked a lot of information from the Republic of China period, and opened dozens of windows. And in his word document, it seems that the beginning has been written.

"There are two women in Zhenbao's life, and he says that one is his white rose and the other is his red rose. One is a holy wife, the other is a passionate mistress - this is how ordinary people have always said the word "martyr" separately.

Probably every man has had two women like that, at least two. Marrying a red rose, over time, the red one has changed into a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one is still "the bright moonlight in front of the bed"; ”

After reading such a text, there was another awkward silence in the group.

Samsu: You say this is a newcomer?

Du Xiao: 。。。。。。 Yes.

Samsu: I don't see anything else. But, he seems to write better than me. The rhythm and text at the beginning simply exploded.

Miwu: I don't want to write romance anymore, I'm stimulated!!

The group fell silent.

Xu Yingying knew that these old friends were definitely not hit, but some were unwilling, and some were dissatisfied with themselves. The authors are all competitive guys, although there is no first and no second, but how well an author writes, in fact, everyone understands. The more skilled the senior writer, the better he understands who writes how well.

The company picked up the treasure in front of the Ming Dynasty. There was no doubt about it, and the quality of this treasure was much higher than they had expected. This is terrifying, how can this Yue Qingyan be a newcomer?

An author must have his own growth trajectory, how to grow from a new and relatively obsessive writer to a slow growth, and become a clear and familiar author in writing. If Yue Qingyan is really a newcomer, then the quality of his previous training should be very high, and his reading level is also very high. Moreover, an author has to go through a state of natural writing to a greater or lesser extent. For example, writing the stories around you, using immature words, writing middle and second bridges, etc., lack of planning, no clear purpose of writing, just writing for the sake of writing. But Yue Qingyan is not, the idea of a few articles is not low, and he knows very well what he wants to write and how to write it by planning the layout of the article. Such a newcomer can make many waste wood seniors who have been writing for many years and still writing in nature die of shame.

However, Yue Qingyan still appeared somewhere, in front of everyone, typing out the entire 30,000-word short story word by word. If nothing else, it is almost impossible to memorize 30,000 words and then type them out and restore them. And if there are clearly questionable passages in the writing process, or if the quality fluctuates very much, then anyone can see the problem.

Yue Qingyan chose this "Red Rose and White Rose" this time, and he also thought about it for a long time. About 30,000 words, there are a lot of things to choose from, but if you want to say that it is good at a glance, can have beautiful sentences, can cause thinking but does not cause quarrels, and is topical, this "Red Rose and White Rose" is probably very suitable. And the content node of this novel is clear, Yue Qingyan is very impressed.

Yue Qingyan worked until more than two o'clock in the morning. At this time, Xu Yingying had fallen asleep on the desk. Ah Yue and Lian Xingjie were still drinking outside, but Lian Xingjie still found some friends, drinking and singing while watching the "live broadcast" in the office on his mobile phone. In a small circle, many people are watching this live broadcast, basically authors, editors, and the like. Everyone understands that a new star was born. Although it is difficult to say what kind of heights he will be able to go in the future, at least for now, his appearance is really amazing.

Some old friends have begun to congratulate Lianxingjie, with such a newcomer joining, Ming Qian may be able to take advantage of this momentum to rush.

Yue Qingyan was completely unaware of the subtle changes in the entire circle because of him at this time. In fact, he had nothing on his mind now except to finish writing the novel. The glass walls of the conference room were now covered with all kinds of plot hints and every word he could imagine. Yue Qingyan couldn't remember every word of the original text, he just remembered the plot and the golden sentences in it. Writing it out is unimaginably stressful in such a tight time. But this time, the creative atmosphere is very focused and relaxed, because the logistics are in charge, and I just need to concentrate on writing. In this state, it is not possible to be inefficient.

By the time Yue Qingyan went to sleep, the text had already reached more than 3,000 words, and it seemed that the entire follow-up plot had been arranged. In the room of the live broadcast, there are more than a dozen authors and editors hanging there. Everyone has to sleep, but it's normal for the author to turn on the computer and go to sleep by himself. Originally, everyone thought it was an interesting thing, and it was hung up.

But when Miwu woke up early the next morning, he found that there were more than 200 people in the live broadcast room.

There are a lot of people who are bored or can't sleep, otherwise the live broadcast would not be so developed. But it's not the same thing. A lot of people just can't sleep and stay up until two, three, or four...... The familiar live broadcasts were turned off one by one, but they still couldn't sleep. Many people just want to be formal, or psychological, to have someone together and not so lonely.

There is basically no barrage in the live broadcast room, but a few people have rewarded them. It's just a polite tip. Occasionally, a few people looked at the grid on the screen, thought it was well written, and praised a few words.

"How long will this live stream last?"

Miwu called to wake up Xu Yingying, and Xu Yingying hurriedly said in the live broadcast room: "The live broadcast will continue until the end of this short story." ”

Xu Yingying also seemed to feel that the atmosphere was not quite right, and hurriedly called Ah Yue to ask what to do.

Ah Yue was very calm: "Of course it's the end of the live broadcast." ”

"Ah, the live broadcast finished writing this, this ......"

"The quality of the article is guaranteed, so the live broadcast will be over. Do you have faith in him?"

Xu Yingying looked at the document: "That's still there, just by this opening, the full text is not bad." ”

"It's helping him make a name for himself. It's a good thing. Wait a minute, I posted it on Weibo with the company's number. Hang the live link. ”

Xu Yingying: "But he ...... Xiao Yue didn't know about it himself. ”

"It's fine. You bite to death and say that you asked him, and he agreed. Anyway, he didn't have anything but codewords in his head, right? Remember, the bite is dead. ”

Xu Yingying was difficult to ride a tiger at the moment, so she had to grit her teeth and say, "I know." ”

Others who are engaged in the cultural industry are probably not good at it, but making things big is considered to be done by their own employees. Xu Yingying walked across the conference room, looked at Yue Qingyan, who had already gotten up and started writing, and thought: I hope I am really helping you.