7. Tepid

When Su Cheng went backstage again the next day, he looked at the data, although it was okay, but Su Cheng still frowned, and originally thought it would be a fire.

Click: 155

Collection: 50

Recommendation: 30

Word Count: 9384

Su Cheng frowned, this result was really tepid, which made people anxious.

"How could it be, this is a cool classic, textbook-level, it has fallen to such a point."

Su Cheng frowned and sighed helplessly, "It's really a bit of a headache, is it because of the reason why it was released?" ”

Looking at the message below, Su Cheng smiled slightly, "A classic is really a classic, even if it is just the opening of the book, it is already so popular." ”

Pasted three chapters with ease, and after each chapter, a word "ask for support" was added, and after it was released, Su Cheng began to code words again.

However, after finishing the code, Su Cheng also began to have a headache, after all, the music manuscript promised to Zhang Xiaodong was still a blank sheet of paper so far.

sighed, and could only helplessly search for the basic stave on the Internet. Looking at the mess on the Internet, Su Cheng wanted to cry a little, what is this, what is the basic skills of staves, please call to learn to write songs: 136xxxxx and so on, there is no thing that Su Cheng wants.

Su Cheng sighed helplessly, he really had nothing to do about it, after all, he didn't learn vocal music.

I found a piece of paper, so I could only write down the lyrics, and as for the staves or something, to hell with it.

Su Cheng rubbed his temples and said softly: "It's really painful, if the music plate can't be opened, will you be able to play happily in the future?" ”

made a phone call to Zhang Xiaodong, made an appointment with the food stall last time, and after Su Cheng saw Zhang Xiaodong, he handed the paper to Zhang Xiaodong.

Zhang Xiaodong looked at the lyrics, full of black lines, looked at Su Cheng and said: ", why are there only words, movements or something?" ”

A few drops of sweat remained on Su Cheng's forehead, "Well, I haven't thought about it yet, now there is only a general melody ......" Su Cheng secretly wiped those few drops of sweat, feeling a little stunned, after all, he didn't know how to read staves at all, not even simple notation, let alone write.

"That's ......" Zhang Xiaodong was obviously a little disappointed, but immediately a light called hope was born in his eyes.

"Can you hum me the melody, then?" Zhang Xiaodong still refused to let go, and asked Su Cheng.

"That's fine."

I thought to myself: "As long as I don't let Lao Tzu write staves, it's good." ”

As he spoke, he began to hum a rough melody.

Zhang Xiaodong, who was standing there, quickly wrote down a few brief scores in the blank space of the lyrics.

"Thank you this time." Zhang Xiaodong said to Su Cheng with some excitement.

Su Cheng nodded, and separated from Zhang Xiaodong, now that the summer vacation is over, Su Cheng must hurry up and catch up with the manuscript, otherwise when school starts, Su Cheng will have no spare time at all.

For a while, only the sound of "da-da-da" was left in the room.

About two or three hours later, Su Cheng felt a little numb fingers, lay down on the chair, rubbed his eyes that seemed to be swollen after staring at the computer screen for a long time, looked at his own data, and couldn't help but be stunned, about five thousand words.

"Looks like my typing speed has improved a lot." Su Cheng recalled the miserable speed of his previous life, and couldn't help but smile.

However, at this time at the zero point studio.

Xingchen is a rookie editor team leader, who has just joined the company for about two months, but at this moment, he was scolded by his boss!

"Look at you! You have indeed dug up a lot of people in two months, but there is really no one who has the strength! The editor-in-chief pointed to Xingchen's nose and scolded directly, Xingchen drooped his head, feeling a little aggrieved in his heart, and finally the editor-in-chief directly released cruel words, "If you can't dig out any more books with potential, you can get out of here!" ”

Xingchen was originally full of confidence in one line, and she was full of hesitation, but she originally wanted to make a name for herself in this line and work overtime to review the manuscript.

Some of the books she dug up were indeed good, who would have thought that some of the books were written directly to TJ, and some of the books started well, but they collapsed directly, which made Xingchen want to cry without tears.

The book that was finally given a recommendation position lived up to her expectations, and it was indeed a little better, but at this time, the book seemed out of control, making a little money, and in the end, it was found out of brush data and the book was sealed.

This makes Xingchen angry and has a recommended position, and actually brushes the data, isn't this looking for death.

For this reason, Xingchen was a little depressed, sat in her place, and sighed silently, she felt helpless about her luck.

"Eh, when will there be a reverse water cold again at zero o'clock or a great god like a cat eating vegetables......"

Xingchen was a little helpless in her eyes, how could she not know that the basic things she audited were the remaining scraps after some screening.

Those good manuscripts with high clicks and many recommendations have long been selected.

Xingchen sighed and sat up straight, "Forget it, work!" ”

Looking at the scum articles one by one, Xingchen was a little helpless, "The plot is old-fashioned, there is nothing new, pass." ”

"The sentence is not smooth, there are many typos, pass."

"Poor writing, a lot of sick sentences, my God! Is this the writing of elementary school students! Now it's really ......."

For these books, Xingchen has long been surprised, after all, she has been encountered in this situation many times, and this can be said to be commonplace.

"Well, this book feels pretty good...... "Looking at this book with only more than 1w words, compared to other books with about 100,000 words, it is simply a world of difference.

Soon, Xingchen saw the latest update.

After reading it all in one go, Xingchen's big eyes have begun to glow!

"This fantasy book is creative, the background is grand, the penmanship is sophisticated, and the plot rhythm is perfect! Even one of my female editors is excited to see it! That's amazing! "Xingchen's heart is like a deer, and he is even more nervous at this moment than he was on his first day of work!"

"This is simply a rising god! Earn big this time! Xingchen secretly rejoiced, "No, this book can't be robbed of by others!" I need to submit the contract application quickly! Be sure to get it! ”

She was afraid that if she was one step late, the book would be discovered by other editors and then submitted for signing, and she would probably cry to death.

Once you signed the book yourself, there was nothing other editors could do. "This author is very likely to become a super god in the future! If he is on fire, I will follow the chicken dog to heaven! Phew, I'm not a chicken dog. ”

Xingchen looked at the words "submitted successfully" displayed on the screen, and almost jumped up directly in excitement.