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Fengyu is the editor of the supernatural group of Aiyue magazine.

Like most people in the editing industry, Fengyu is just a nickname that needs to be obtained for work, and his real name is Zhan Ziming.

To say that in the past, Zhan Ziming was not bad.

He was originally the editor of the Xianxia Group.

When Xianxia was hot at the beginning, there were more than a dozen Zhongshen Xiaoshen gods who came out of his hands.

But who would have thought that with the rise of novel magazines in recent years, market competition has intensified, and the impact of online novels on the market has quickly been consumed.

It turned out that several Xianxia writers who wrote well in his hands also moved to other channels.

In the end, the company reformed and put Xianxia and martial arts in the semi-monthly magazine, which developed from the initial 1,000 words to 30,000 words, which maintained a place in the market.

And these editors are also classified into the supernatural group.

Speaking of the supernatural group, it used to be a hot and popular group in the company.

Originally, Zhan Ziming thought that he would have a better time when he entered the supernatural group, and the supernatural was a never-ending subject, so he was also full of expectations at that time.

But who would have thought that when I really took over, I found out that it wasn't the same thing at all!

First of all, let's talk about the number of reviewers.

The other groups reviewed seventy or eighty articles a day, while the paranormal group had hundreds of articles.

That's it.

The most unbearable thing is the quality of the manuscript.

Take out a novel and write it ghostly.

Yes.

You can write.

But the question is whether it can be changed?

Is it interesting to repeat the scenes in Zhang Zhen's ghost stories every day?

Good.

Even if you don't know how to change the bridge and don't understand horror, can you change the place where the ghost comes out?

Toilets, mirrors, ancient houses.

The Three Treasures of Ghost Stories!

The three treasures are too lazy to say, then you make your pig's feet a little new, he = mom = has nothing to do, always lives not far from the cemetery, and his parents don't pick up after school at night.

it!

You think the cemetery is a vegetable garden, you can live if you want? Have you considered the feelings of demolition = relocation = brigade? Have you considered the feeling of opening = hair = business? Pull out your nail and don't want money!

Although he was very helpless, Zhan Ziming still opened his submission mailbox and started today's review.

"Ghost graves? Oh, hehe, have the three treasures appeared again? Oh, I'll go, you're sick, it's okay to write a little yellow text. Get lost! ”

"Raising a little ghost, well, the writing is okay, but this kind of ghost is too old."

"Strange mother, good name, good beginning, hey, I'll go, half a draft? Boss, don't you submit the whole manuscript, do you belong to the magazine? ”

“…… it! What do you mean that if you don't reply for a week, you won't have fate, damn it......"

In an hour, Zhan Ziming killed seventy or eighty manuscripts.

After reviewing the manuscript in his mailbox, he opened the public mailbox again.

Although each editor has their own fixed submission email, in order to avoid some authors not finding a way to submit, the company will also have an official mailbox.

In order to ensure that the manuscripts in the official submission box can be reviewed in a timely manner, the company stipulates that each editor must review at least 30 manuscripts in the public mailbox every day.

Generally, they check their mailboxes before they go to see the public mailbox.

"Ghost graves? I'll go, can you not vote for both! Delete. ”

"Interesting facts about Dalian? Romance? Transfer to the romance group. ”

"Soup?"

Seeing this name, Zhan Ziming frowned.

Although supernatural novels can satisfy everyone's curiosity, by far there are two ghost stories that Zhan Ziming hates the most, one of which is to use food to make a fuss.

Eating is obviously a happy thing, but it is forced to cast a disgusting shadow over food.

Never mind.

Check it out.

It had already eaten several people, and looking at the room full of stumps and broken bones, I and a few people hid in the corner, waiting for this irreparable fate.

Belch......

Is this a ghost story?

Although I am a little dissatisfied, it is written plainly and not too ugly.

Let's take a look.

I guess I had eaten it, but it suddenly turned to look at us, wanting to choose one of us to make soup to drink, and I fainted with fear when I thought about the fate of being slowly scalded to death in the pot......

Intuition told Zhan Ziming that he was going to give up, but for some reason, he still wanted to continue reading.

I woke up and saw everyone retreating to the corner, they looked at me, their hands pointed at me, and some people said, "He is the best for making soup, white and fat, and the soup is the most delicious." ”

I looked at them with fear and anger in my heart.

But it also looked at me, and I knew that I couldn't escape.

So, I was thrown into a cauldron full of water by him, and I curled up and did not dare to move, I watched it approach me, and with a spoon in my hand, I took a few sips of the water in the pot.

"When you're full, let's go." It says.

Walk?

Seeing this, Zhan Ziming couldn't help but be confused, as if he felt the doubts in his heart, and the protagonist in the story threw the doubts in his heart to it, "Don't you light the fire?" ”

"What are you talking about, I don't know if ghosts are afraid of fire!" It said, "Bubble drink and you're done." ”

Good!

When he read the last sentence it said, Zhan Ziming almost jumped.

Wonderful!

It's so exciting!

Although this story does not deliberately create a terrifying atmosphere, the horror scenes that need to be described continuously are also brushed off with "stumps and broken bones", and even the horror responsibility is replaced by "it".

But it's not a horror story, it's full of horror.

Especially when the protagonist is chosen to make soup, his heart is tugged, but it is by no means simply afraid, but mixed with anger and helplessness.

In that short moment, he even thought about whether the hero was going to turn into a ghost to ask for his life if the hero died.

But no!

In this way, the author cleverly shifted the whole story, and the ghost was afraid of fire, so the soup it drank was definitely not hot, but cold.

It seems reasonable, but it is unexpected.

Good!

This ending is so good!

At that moment, Zhan Ziming made a decision on this novel.

……

"Everyone, it's time for our regular meeting again, in fact, I personally feel more painful every time I have a regular meeting, but you have also seen the recent form, the situation in the industry is very grim, the suspense master Wu Junling has signed a contract with the midnight talk last month, and many old writers have also begun to transform recently, and the sales of our supernatural group in the last period have dropped by 20%, I don't know if you have any ideas."

At the publishing meeting of Aiyue Magazine, Jiang Hu, editor-in-chief of the supernatural group, said.

"Why don't we also dig up some god-level supernatural writers?"

Editor Yuan Lang was the first to speak.

"It takes money to dig people, and now the whole magazine industry is in a state of depression, and besides, those gods who can be named are almost all overpriced, and we don't have enough funds."

"But now the entire magazine industry is fighting a price war, and they are all using great gods to show off, if we don't have such resources, it is easy to be eliminated by the market."

Yuan Lang felt a little uncomfortable.

Other magazines have poured money on the gods, and it's good to be cute to read, and there's nothing to do to hold a youth literature conference.

"Let's put this thing first, now let's talk about the manuscript, from the last issue, the quality of our manuscript has decreased significantly, I don't know if you have any good manuscripts or resources recently, if there is, this issue can be focused on pushing."

Jianghu was also a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Now the magazine competition is fierce, not only to face the test of the market, but also to face the impact of the Internet, at this time which magazine is pressed by each god, cute to read, all the money is used in what youth competition.

Isn't that?

If this continues, it's no wonder that they love to read and don't close the door.

"Editor-in-chief, now all magazines are grabbing people, and the prices offered by those god-level characters are all in five or six figures, but I do have some resources, I talked to my senior brother last week, and he is willing to come to us, so I want to focus on him in the next issue."

An editor named Pei Yuan stood up.

"Although we can't afford to invite a great god, it's not like anyone who wants to come." Yuan Lang said sourly.

Jianghu was a little embarrassed, "Pei Yuan, tell me, who is your senior brother?" ”

"My senior brother's real name is Shen Yuan, pen name, it's more mysterious, it's called Xuanyuan."

"Regulus?" Jianghu's eyes straightened, "You mean Xuanyuan, the closed disciple of Silicon Valley Eternal Night?" ”

No matter how stupid a person is, he won't know Xuanyuan.

As a closed disciple of Silicon Valley Eternal Night, although Xuanyuan is not as powerful as Silicon Valley Eternal Night, he has also won many awards, the most famous of which is the Young Emerging Writer Award awarded this year.

Pei Yuanneng invited Xuanyuan here.

Almost at the same time, everyone present was impressed by Pei Yuan.

Pei Yuan was silent on the surface, but his eyes looked at Yuan Lang with contempt.

"Although Xuanyuan is famous, he is good at vernacular novels, can he write supernatural novels?" Zhan Ziming, who had never spoken just now, asked at this moment.

"The wind editor said so, it seems that there is a better candidate." Pei Yuan chuckled, "If the wind editor can have a better choice, my senior brother will be happy." ”

"Okay, okay, since Xuanyuan can come, let's naturally focus on recommending it," Seeing the smell of gunpowder coming out, Jianghu hurriedly interrupted, "Ziming, you just came to the supernatural group not long ago, how do you feel?" Did you feel uncomfortable? ”

"Thank you editor-in-chief for your concern, I think all aspects are very good, and I have been reading more manuscripts recently, trying to bring more high-quality manuscripts to our group."

"In that case, let's stop here for today's meeting, and after returning to work, send all the manuscripts you reviewed today to my mailbox."

The rivers and lakes stand up.

After the meeting, Zhan Ziming sent the draft of this week's review to Jianghu.

Among them is Xu Yi's novel "Soup".

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So the update was late.

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