Chapter 1 Assessment of the Editorial Department

Sure that he was really reborn in high school and came to a parallel world similar to the earth, Ye Bufan's excitement could not be calmed for a long time.

After searching on the Internet just now, Ye Bufan was almost sure that the current reborn parallel world was simply tailor-made for him.

First of all, people in this world are very enthusiastic about literary creation, and the proportion of literature in life has also increased greatly.

Writers, like, stars on earth!

Secondly, the writers of this world have a distinct hierarchy, which is divided into one to ten or ten according to the so-called fan index.

In addition, according to the level of writers, there is also a worldwide organization called the "Literary Union", which will give writers a certain amount of writers' benefits every month.

This literary alliance is not the same concept as the writers' association, it can be regarded as a completely public organization, and it is mostly engaged in the investigation of writers.

And most importantly, in this parallel world, the general trajectory of history has not changed much, but almost all the literary works of the previous life are gone.

There is no Li Bai, no Du Fu, no four famous novels, and no best-selling online novels in the previous life.

However, Ye Bufan clearly remembers a large number of works in his mind, but whenever he has the slightest impression, he inexplicably remembers it clearly.

"In my last life, I was an unpopular writer, and in this life, I will definitely write as a literary maniac and dominate the entire literary world."

Ye Bufan sorted out all his thoughts, and the thoughts in his heart were extremely firm.

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"Xiaofan, why don't you go to school yet, didn't you sign up for the assessment of the campus editorial department, take the car to school, and prepare well!"

A woman pushed the door open and walked into his room, speaking kindly.

I signed up for the assessment of the campus editorial department, what's going on, I think about it, by the way, I remember that when I was a sophomore in high school, I did sign up for the campus editorial department, but unfortunately I didn't get through guò later.

Could it be that I have been reborn at this point in time?

"Got it, Mom, my son will go to school obediently!"

Seeing his mother's kind smile, Ye Bufan came back to his senses, closed the "dare to think" notebook, and came to his mother.

"This kid, study hard at school, don't be greedy." The old mother touched Ye Bufan's head and said lovingly.

In his last life, after graduating from high school, he was still a writer for so many years, but his elderly parents still supported him.

And except for his enthusiasm and uneventful dream of being a writer, he has not brought any help to this ordinary family for many years.

Thinking of his parents' love and support, Ye Bufan's heart was filled with a sour taste.

"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely become a real writer!"

After saying this, Ye Bufan walked out of the house with a solemn expression and rushed towards the station in his memory.

The woman looked at Ye Bufan's distant back, and then thought of the words just now, and felt extremely relieved in her heart.

Luoyi No. 1 Senior High School.

Ye Bufan came out of the station, walked into the school, and followed his memory to the familiar door of the second-grade (7) classroom.

Before he could enter the classroom, he heard the chatter about him.

Suspicious for a while, Ye Bufan simply stopped, thinking, is the reborn himself a celebrity in high school!

"Hey, do you know that the great writer in our class actually signed up for the campus editorial department!"

"What, campus editorial office? Who are the great writers? ”

"Damn, you really just care about studying, you don't know who the big writer is!"

"The great writer is Ye Bufan of our class!"

"Ye Bufan? Ye Bufan, who can write essays as math problems and was "praised" by Mr. Gao? ”

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, he also dares to sign up for the campus editorial department, he wants to be a writer and wants to be crazy, if he can pass the assessment of the guò editorial department, I will go directly to the playground and run naked!"

Hearing these discussions outside the door, Ye Bufan's brows furrowed tightly.

Damn, this group of bear babies, when they were in high school, they were indeed repeatedly ridiculed by these classmates because of their unrealistic dream of being a writer, but they had just been reborn and were chewed by a few people like this, and this atmosphere could not be generated!

"Wang Hailong, if labor and management can enter the campus editorial department, you will give labor and management three laps around the playground, do you dare!"

Ye Bufan came directly to Wang Hailong, who threatened to run naked, and scolded fiercely.

Being scolded by him violently, Wang Hailong shuddered in fright, how could Ye Bufan, who had always been weak, have such a strong momentum today.

After a while, he reacted, and the head of class 7 was shocked by Ye Bufan, a scumbag!

"Hmph, what kind of big talk am I talking about, what do you think is the campus editorial office, if you can get in, I'll run naked six laps!"

"Brother Hailong, this can't be done, if he doesn't pass the guò assessment, does he have to run naked?"

A thin, sly looking face spoke.

"Cut, labor and management can't enter the editorial department, run naked for ten laps!"

Ye Bufan pouted at these people and sat down in his place with a swagger.

Ye Bufan still has a clear memory of the campus editorial department that he once signed up for.

The editorial department of the campus is the first senior high school in Luoyi City, a literary club established by the school, and the editorial department is divided into two departments, which are the school magazine department and the school newspaper department, which are responsible for the distribution of newspapers and school magazines respectively.

In addition to a love for literature, joining the campus editorial department requires a certain amount of writing and creative ability, and most importantly, the recognition of the three judges and teachers.

Ye Bufan even faintly felt that because of the parallel world's emphasis on literature, the assessment of the campus editorial department would be much more difficult than in the previous life.

However, no matter how difficult it is, Ye Bufan has no pressure, with so many literary works in his previous life, if he can't enter the small campus editorial department, he will still be a hairy writer.

The morning passed.

Because he was reborn with the memories of his previous life, the high school course taught by the teacher was much easier for him.

Taking advantage of the free time in the morning, Ye Bufan learned about the level of writers in this parallel world, and some famous literary works and writers, and also had a general idea in his heart.

The literature of this world is different from the previous life, and its inclusiveness is much stronger than that of the previous life, Ye Bufan just looked at a few mobile phone webpages, and found that there are many creators who write online novels, as if they have been rated as fourth-level or even fifth-level writers by the World Literature Alliance.

You must know that in the past life, there was a clear distinction between traditional literature and online literature, and many high-income online literature creators did not dare to call themselves writers.

Moreover, Ye Bufan submitted to magazines again and again in his previous life, instead of choosing to write online novels, subconsciously because of this kind of thinking.

After learning more about the evaluation criteria for the writer's level, Ye Bufan felt that the evaluation criteria in his previous life were a bit too old-fashioned.

Or is it more reasonable for the world to evaluate literature?

If you have 10,000 followers, you can be rated as a first-class writer, and if you have a 50,000 follower index, you can be rated as a second-level writer.

And so on.

Level 9 writers need to have a fan index of 100 million, and level 10 writers need a terrifying number of fans.

This fan index is evaluated by a certain technical means of the World Literature Union, and has absolute authority.

Rating writers based on the fan index, that is, the popularity of literary works, rather than stubbornly dividing them into traditional literature and online literature, Ye Bufan feels that it is more fair to all creators.