"Boss Zhu, the task is complete, and I hope to settle the final payment."

"Boss Yang, don't worry, when do we owe you money."

"That's it. However, Boss Zhu, this mission almost failed. Next time, if we encounter such a difficult task, you will have to give us at least three times the price. ”

"Haha, Boss Yang, everything is easy to say, everything is easy to say."

"That's it, next time we have the opportunity to work together."

Hanging up the phone, Zhu Shi, deputy editor-in-chief of Suspense World, sighed. He didn't expect that the potential of Liao Zhai was so great. Even if they were surrounded by thousands of vests before, these readers were still able to hold on. If it weren't for the studio's adaptation of the strategy, it was a killing. I'm afraid, let alone suppressing Liaozhai, maybe, Liaozhai can still rely on this opportunity to enter the attention of public readers.

Thankfully, everything worked out.

Zhu Shi nodded, admiring the peerless talent of the author of Liaozhai in his heart, and secretly feeling sorry for him.

It's just that he's been an editor all the time, but he hasn't thought about it deeply.

In this world, there are too many talented people, but if there is no good platform packaging, no matter how talented he is, it is impossible to receive much attention. Just like Zhang Yun, isn't there a better supernatural author in this world than Zhang Yun? No, there are too many authors in this world who are better than Zhang Yun. It's just that, for various reasons, they are all buried.

……

A flowering tree.

After receiving the love letter sent by Yu Bin again, Li Luozi's heart was difficult to calm down for a long time.

"Luo Zi, what's wrong, I haven't spoken."

After school in the afternoon, Xie Luyao, Li Luozi's classmate who had always been good, asked strangely.

"Oh, I know, isn't it Yu Bin, Yu Bin has been chasing you, which makes you very annoying."

Xie Luyao is not only Li Luozi's classmate, but also Li Luozi's best friend.

The two have always had excellent grades, and because of some similarities in their names, they naturally became friends who talked about everything.

"Actually, Yu Bin is not too annoying."

Li Luozi shook his head, feeling distressed.

"Hey, that's weird, what are you doing today?"

"Look at this, it was written to me by Yu Bin."

"It's a love letter again."

Xie Luyao took the page that Li Luozi took out with some amusement, and said before he could unfold it, "Speaking of which, Yu Bin is okay, but he feels a little like a local tyrant." However, this guy is not bad, he writes love letters to you every day, and he can be regarded as a bit of a romantic cell. However, the love letter written by Yu Bin is not flattering. ”

As he spoke, Xie Luyao opened the piece of paper.

There are a few lines written on the white paper, and the title is called A Flowering Tree.

Wow, Yu Bin can actually write poetry.

Tsk, I have been a classmate of him for three years, and I don't even know.

At this moment, Xie Luyao became extremely interested and continued to watch.

How to make you meet me

In my most beautiful moments

for this

I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years

Ask it to make us a dust bond

While reading, Xie Luyao also read it softly.

"It feels pretty good."

Although she is a junior high school student, Xie Luyao is also one of the top students in Tieshikou Middle School, and like Li Luozi, she is also a literary young woman, or a literary girl. For poetry appreciation or something, I may not have too deep skills, but I still have the level of appreciation. However, although Xie Luyao said that it was not bad, he actually didn't feel how much this poem was in his heart.

At least, from the beginning to the present, it's just average, and of course, it's not bad.

It's just that when Xie Lu read it:

The trembling leaves are the enthusiasm I am waiting for

And you finally walk by in defiance

Falling to the ground behind you

Friend, that's not petals

It's my withered heart

Friend, that's not a petal, it's my zero-adjusted heart. This sentence is written, even if it is a person who has no skills, when he sees this sentence, he can't stop feeling extremely emotional.

The charm of poetry is precisely this, just one sentence, but it is better than thousands of rivers and mountains.

"It's my zero-adjusted heart."

Xie Luyao kept muttering these words in the corners of his mouth.

"Luo Zi, I know now why you didn't speak."

"No, you still don't know."

Li Luozi shook his head, "Because I guess that this poem was not written by Yu Bin." ”

"He didn't write it, did he copy it?"

Xie Luyao was a little surprised, and later she also agreed a little, she also knew Yu Bin's writing skills, and his usual writing was very ordinary, not to mention the love letters he wrote before, which were also more ordinary.

"It's not a copy, it should be someone to write it for you."

"Someone ghostwriting? It's unlikely, this poem is more meaningful than all the modern poems I've seen, far from being something that ordinary students can write, is there still such a talent in our Tieshikou Middle School? ”

"Yes."

Li Luozi nodded affirmatively.

"You're talking about him?"

"yes."

Suddenly, Li Luozi sighed.

"I originally transferred to Class 2 because I wanted to compete with him again. But now, it seems that I don't need to compare myself with him anymore. With this poem alone, I lost. ”

……

"Fanchen, are you there?"

In the middle of the night, the instant messenger talked about the editor of herbal tea and sent a message to Huang Yifan.

"Yes."

Huang Yifan happened to be online at this time, so he returned.

In the last midnight talk, Huang Yifan got feedback on the data of the midnight talk. It is said that the data in the middle of the night last week skyrocketed by 200%. Although, the midnight talk didn't say it, this is completely the sales result brought by the chat. But Huang Yifan also knows that even if such data is not completely brought by Liaozhai, it is probably the most important reason.

It seems that the charm of Liaozhai has been slowly brought into play, which makes Huang Yifan can't help but be happy.

"Fanchen, you go to this website and take a look."

Herbal Tea sent a link to Huang Yifan, Huang Yifan didn't know what the situation was, but he still clicked to enter.

Ten minutes later, Huang Yifan knew what was going on.

However, Huang Yifan was not in a hurry.

After experiencing the Longkong incident, Huang Yifan became more rational about the competition in the circle. Although, he knew that this time the supernatural rivers and lakes might be someone preparing to pit themselves. But Huang Yifan was not annoyed and angry because of this, on the contrary, the more he was attacked by others, the calmer Huang Yifan became.

"See, herbal tea, what are you going to do?"

"We had an emergency meeting in the middle of the night, and we have figured it out, this time it is the ghost of the suspense world. However, mortal, don't worry. The suspense world isn't exactly right for you, he's just trying to bring us down in the middle of the night. However, because your work is so well written, they are ready to make your reputation bad first. We have already thought of countermeasures, you first register an ID on the supernatural rivers and lakes, and then make a statement, just say that you are just a newcomer, you have never been on the supernatural rivers and lakes, and you have never hacked Zhang Yun, those vests who killed themselves on the forum are actually a water army invited by a magazine, please don't be fooled. ”

"Herbal tea, I don't think this response has any effect."

Huang Yifan didn't approve of the midnight talk, and said directly, "At present, most users of the supernatural rivers and lakes have preconceived ideas, even if I make such a statement, they won't believe it." On the contrary, I think that I was really hyping it before. ”

"Fanchen, we also know that this does not solve the problem completely. However, if we do nothing, I'm afraid your pen name will be ruined by them. ”

"Not necessarily."

Huang Yifan shook his head, "Actually, herbal tea, I think they are right." ”

"Uh...... What do you say? ”

The editor of herbal tea felt incomprehensible, and he didn't know what Huang Yifan was talking about.

"Don't you think that Liao Zhai is indeed better than the evil ghost in charge of Zhang Yun's writing?"

"Khan ......"

The herbal tea had some tears streaming down his face, but he was thinking in his heart, it seemed that the literati's literary youth disease had been committed again.

What is good and bad is not a question of whose work is good or bad at this time.

The problem is that Liao Zhai has already pulled Zhang Yun into the water.

If the problem of Zhang Yun's fans is not properly solved, then what is the use of discussing who writes well or not?

It's just that Huang Yifan and herbal tea have different ideas.

When he saw that someone on the forum was digging a pit to hack himself, although Huang Yifan was angry, he had already thought of a way to deal with it.

Didn't you say that talking about Zhai is better than Zhang Yun's writing?

Didn't you say that you can live for a hundred years?

Didn't you say that Liaozhai is the most classic spiritual work in the supernatural fiction circle in recent decades?

Congratulations, you got it right.

Liao Zhai is indeed better than Zhang Yun's writing.

Liaozhai can indeed last for a hundred years, or even a thousand years.

Liao Zhai is indeed the most classic supernatural work in China in recent decades.

Compared with Liao Zhai, the evil ghost named "Zhang Yun" can indeed only be called literary garbage.