Chapter I

There are no regrets, but there is always a sense of difficulty.

In the middle of the night, after Liu Qingge uploaded the last chapter in the background, he inexplicably had such an exclamation.

It's late at night, and the roommates in a dormitory are already asleep, Liu Qingge turned off the computer and carefully climbed into bed, covered the quilt and secretly touched the mobile phone next to the pillow into the quilt.

Jinjiang is a website, and it is the largest romance literature website in China, which can be described as a gathering of gods. And Liu Qingge is a small transparent denominator in this behemoth.

Today is the end of her third long essay, but at this time there are no flowers and no applause, and there will be no regrets, not even those who scold her for being unfinished, although she is indeed unfinished.

It's just a little transparent, it doesn't matter how reckless you are, no one will care anyway.

Open the background, it's been half an hour, but not a single click comment.

Liu Qingge closed the page very calmly in his heart, and then opened another page. Today's essay by one of her favorite authors, Yue and Dieda, is coming to an end, and she wants to become a small denominator among thousands of readers for the first time to congratulate the goddess.

Moon and Butterfly are also late-night code word parties, especially this last chapter, how can they be held back until the early hours of the morning. Liu Qingge refreshed the page every minute or thirty seconds, and finally, Liu Qingge, who was on the verge of drowsiness, finally refreshed the update, she left a comment for the first time, and found herself sitting on the sofa, and happily went to smash a thunder again. I originally wanted to smash a deep-water fish, but the income of this final article has not been settled, and the balance of Jinjiang coins is not much left, so I had to throw a mine.

After reading the content of this chapter, Liu Qingge found that there were already dozens of reader comments under the article, and the landmine could be described as swiping the screen.

In fact, it was useless to sit on the sofa, Liu Qingge just held a small extravagant hope, the goddess would pay attention to her, and then reply, even if it was just an expression. Although she knew that this was basically impossible, the goddess had not appeared in the comments for a long time.

Liu Qingge opened his backstage again and glanced at the number of jù, and found that there was already a comment, and clicked on it, but found that it was blank. I think it's Jinjiang's inertia pumping, it seems that I can only look at it tomorrow.

Putting down the phone, Liu Qingge quickly fell asleep.

It is said that the university is a free and easy place, Liu Qingge is studying in a five-year education college, which is different from ordinary universities, there is no ease in the legendary university, except for the two-day holiday on weekends, the usual courses are crowded with a full day of travel, Liu Qingge can only code words in the middle of the night because of this.

It's Friday again, after the two classes in the afternoon, the classmates are all running out of the classroom, the four roommates are about to go shopping, when inviting Liu Qingge, she hesitated for a second and then shook her head and refused, her new article is going to open tomorrow, today she is a little excited, ready to go back and save more text.

The roommate may have gotten used to it, and he didn't ask why, so he left hand in hand very naturally.

Liu Qingge returned to the dormitory, the first thing she did was to turn on the computer and start typing, according to her speed of one thousand words per hour, after finishing a chapter, she felt that her back hurt so much that she couldn't do it.

Save this chapter in the folder of the new article,Open the author's background,Start the steps of applying for a new article,This process has been carried out four times,This time it can be completed very skillfully,But according to her temperament,It's been an hour after getting it done.。

Liu Qingge checked again, and after finding no problems, she was about to close the page, and at this time, she suddenly found that there was a new station short, not a system station short, but an editor sent it, and the time was four o'clock this afternoon.

[Dear Spring Breeze Shili, you will be my person in the future, my penguin number is xxxxxx, come and hook me up earlier. 】

After looking at the sender and making sure that the sender was an editor, Liu Qingge stiffened the page.

After sitting for a few minutes, I opened the backstage again, found a blank piece of paper for the Penguin and copied it down, opened my own account, searched, entered, and added friends.

There was no immediate response, and Liu Qingge waited for a while before remembering that the editor was already off work at this time.

Maybe Liu Qingge was born half a beat slower and less tendons, but at this time, she still didn't feel the wind and rain coming.

Liu Qingge's only group of authors has begun to gossip at this time, and it is from their conversation that Liu Qingge knows in hindsight that her original editor has resigned, and today's letter is similar to the short station of the appointment, in fact, it is actually the short station of the appointment, and the editor who sent the short station is Jinmu, who will be her new editor in the future.

In this way, the fire in Liu Qingge's heart that was suddenly gassing was extinguished in an instant.

Editor or something, in Liu Qingge's impression, is that he is very busy, very busy, very busy, so busy that every word with her is an official notice that is copied and pasted. Originally, there were still some inexplicable expectations, but I found that it was just a new editor, and Liu Qingge didn't have any inexplicable expectations.

If this seems to be very enthusiastic, in fact, this editor must have said this to every author.

The group is still gossiping, it is said that her former editor got into a fight with an author, and finally resigned, and Liu Qingge didn't know very carefully what kind of Liu Qingge was, anyway, her relationship with the former editor was really cold, her gossip, Liu Qingge didn't even have the mood to pay attention.

On this day, Liu Qingge still felt very normal, and she didn't pay attention to the new editor.

The negative explanation is that she has a weak sense of zài everywhere in a small vacuum, and she will not expect to change an editor and she will become different.

The next day, a new article was opened.

There was nothing special, she went offline after uploading two chapters.

[Is there a manuscript for the new article?] 【Remember to update it】【Do you want me to help you look at the outline?】 【Your old text forgot jì application settlement, remember to make up for the shortness of the station】

Liu Qingge: QAQ

It had been four days since she saw the news. Her update is very steady, and at her speed, she is applying for the list now, and she will just reach the number of words on the list before next week's ranking. When she finished applying for the list, when she filled in the editor's name, she suddenly remembered that her editor had changed.

The word hibiscus was inserted after the parentheses.

As soon as I landed on the trumpet, I saw the four messages, and then looked at the time, and felt very frightened.

There was some flattery in the panic.

Spring Breeze Ten Miles: 1: The new article has a manuscript of 30,000 words. 2: I'll update it well.,Day update.,I'll be the second update after V.。 3: No outline, not used to writing. 4: Sorry, okay. 5: I'm very sorry for the editor, I haven't buttoned it up for the past few days, and I'm just seeing your message now.

After waiting for a few minutes, Liu Qingge glanced at the time in hindsight, and at six o'clock, the editor had already been off work for half an hour.

Liu Qingge: (┳_┳)