Deserted, but not miserable.

The prosperity and liveliness of the past are gone, but the data left by the glory of the past is not ironic. Only some people, with a faint hope like a star, waited, although they knew that there was no hope, but they never despaired. Yes, although the blog post of a bowl of soup blog is only the first one, and there is no second one, there are still a lot of clicks and visits scattered every day, although the number of people is far less than that of the beginning of the period, but after all, there are, and even many people have formed the habit of coming here without hope and leaving without article surprise. There are a lot of people, and there are a lot of people in the small comment area of the blog, of course, the fish and dragons are mixed, and it's not lively, but just a comment similar to a full stop or something.

However, Lin Feng didn't care about the number of clicks, it would be good to have them, there would be no future after a few hundred words, and he still wanted to be full of people every day! After flipping through the book reviews, looking at the good-looking ones a few more times, and after a boring sweep, Lin Feng clicked on the private message page of the blog casually.

There are a lot of letters on the private message page, and there are so many pages of content. Part of it is the reader's emotion and praise, and this part of the letter is the least, and there are only a few scattered messages, all of which are posted in the discussion area. Most of them are detailed talk invitations from various publishing houses, hoping to get to know the blogger Mr. Bowl of Soup, talk about blogs, most of the invitation dates of this kind are concentrated in the first few days of blog posting, and the recent days are a little scattered. It's just to write one, it's good that our publishing house can send you a letter that you want to cooperate, and I want us to send it every day, you only have one, there is no second one, and you are not everyone, or you don't see that the direction of the first article is so big, and you won't give you a single one, but you won't have a second article, pestering you, saying good things to you, don't think about good things. There is meat to eat, and there is no soup to eat, and there is no society to care about the meat.

Lin Feng didn't look carefully, according to the start date, he deleted a large number of private messages, swept them over, deleted them as soon as they passed, and at the end, there were only two letters left on the private message page.

"Restrain people with fame, tempt with profit, and scheming." Lin Feng clicked on one of them, read it carefully, and muttered in his heart. It turned out that this private message came from within the website, and it was sent by the operation layer of the blog website, and they wanted to give a bowl of soup various honorary titles, but I don't know if the blogger is willing to accept it. Lin Feng knew that this was because of the fact that the short article brought such a number of visits to the website, so he had to give himself these things, after all, he had nothing to do with them, and he was not a leader, and they didn't know that it was him, how could he give himself so many senior titles for no reason.

However, if you don't hit the smiling person, there is no reason to refuse when the gift is delivered to the door, so accept it, so, Lin Feng clicked on the reply, thought about it and typed a few lines and sent it over, the meaning of the content is very simple, thank you for your support, I will continue to finish the article here. Thanks, and promises, indifferent hypocrisy and the reality of the website operation to have.

After replying to the message three times and twice, Lin Feng returned to the main page of the private message and opened another one. The content of this letter was not much, and after slowly reading this one, Lin Feng fell into deep thought.

The main meaning of this letter was the same as the purpose of most of the private messages Lin Feng received, and I hoped that Lin Feng could contact them and discuss them in detail after contact. It's just that why not delete it like other letters, because its content has more things, like other contents, it is to reveal the identity, hope to chat, leave an address, and this difference, in addition to these, also writes what to do after contact, 'If you can, cooperate with the publication, the conditions can be discussed in detail.' Of course, this is not the reason for Lin Feng to keep it and take a closer look.

One of the reasons why Lin Feng left the private message of this publishing house was that the sender of this publishing house added more content and words to the private message he sent. The content, not to mention this, even so many other publishing houses also mean the same thing, and the content cannot be changed, because if you don't say this, there is nothing to say. But I didn't expect this sender to find something to change in the unchangeable, and added a paragraph of analysis after the original invited content, the content of the analysis is not empty words, it is the latest and most current operation analysis of their publishing house, and it is a very new analysis, helping Lin Feng plan the brilliant future after cooperating with them, to put it bluntly, it is to show strength and outline hope. And, of course......

Convincing a person, or an organization, is actually very simple, and it is fundamental to know what to be. As for moving with emotion, when it is unfamiliar or not very familiar, it may have side effects. Set almost never the most practical benefit to come cordially. You must know that love is not too powerful in many cases, and love can't do what it can be, for example, in terms of the efficiency of mobilizing people, it is not too easy to mobilize with all your heart. Profit, in general, refers to money, but sometimes it is not. The most fundamental principle of persuasion is to prescribe the right medicine on a reasonable basis, or to give satisfactory benefits.

And the comrade in the editor-in-chief office of this publishing house sent Lin Feng the right medicine, of course, this symptom was analyzed by Lin Feng, a blogger who hid deeply. Hide it, isn't it for the name, not necessarily, it will eventually explode after a long time. That's probably to accumulate a lot. Isn't it money? There is no charge for posting short articles on blogs, and there is no website for charging for short articles on the Internet, which are generally magazines and newspapers, but when there is no fame, submitting them to magazines and newspaper publishers will only lead to one situation, being exploited infinitely, after all, newspapers, magazines, publishers, etc. are not charities, or charities will waste your time filling out a lot of forms and looking for a lot of help. In this way, there is the greatest possibility of a situation, I want to hand it over to the publishing house for distribution, but I don't want to suffer a loss, so I decided to make a name for myself first, and after completing the task of becoming famous on the Internet, I will come to the publishing house for a high-level bargain, which is the most likely and the most correct answer in the eyes of the publishing house.

So the comrade in charge of this aspect of this publishing house mixed a lot of things about helping him in this private letter to Lin Feng, and at the end of the end, he described to Lin Feng the treatment if he cooperated with them, the conditions were very good, it seems that this person really wanted to let himself cooperate with Lin Feng and publish Lin Feng's 'book' of only a few hundred words.

In fact, other publishing houses have also come up with such an answer, and they may also list it, so why Lin Feng only read a letter is very simple, because there are too many of them. We all know that this letter message and the like are arranged according to the latest one of the day and the latest one last time by default, and the first letter that Lin Feng put into his mind is this, after Lin Feng swept it and deleted it, he continued to the next one, but it didn't take long for him to come across one, and the impression of the one just now had basically been deleted from Lin Feng's mind, and this one was naturally the same fate.

One is, two is, three is still, four is still the same, five is still ......, and then it is not, after Lin Feng finished the deletion work, he looked at it seriously, even if he hadn't thought about publishing, and even if he published it, it was estimated that what he thought of was still a starry one, it was very simple, Chen Zhuo was a bully, but people were so persistent, so attentive, and it was still necessary to understand it carefully. Everything is most afraid of seriousness, and prominence, this publishing house can't help but highlight in content, but also in quantity. There may be better conditions than this publishing house in the private messages sent by other publishing houses, but Lin Feng didn't plan to go to the recycling station, re-read them one by one, there is no need for this, although under normal circumstances, you can just ask once, and if you feel that there is no situation, you will evacuate, but you are more or less persistent, and you will reply to the letter once, has your publishing house ever done such a thing, has it never been urged? The answer is that there should never be.

You don't need to be a special attraction for any reason. After all, people are lazy animals, they don't like to look for them, and it's best to be eye-catching. The conditions listed by the staff of this publishing house or the outgoing club, Lin Feng pondered after reading it, for the current Lin Feng, it makes no big difference if the book is handed over to that publishing house, save trouble from the beginning, find a few more, and have more choices. So Lin Feng pondered, should he hand it over to this family?

After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Feng made a decision. This question can be completely casual for Lin Feng, but it is better to find some reasons for some external matters, even if you don't have to say it immediately, you may be able to use it in the future, for example, when you eat together, people blame with a smile, and you have to say something decent. Who knows that under the smile, there will be a little bit of pretending to be true, people's hearts are separated from the belly, and the sea can't be linked.

After making a decision, Lin Feng briefly replied to a few lines of private messages, and then returned the page to the main page, quietly the second article should also be played, and the time is not short, not early.

Outside the window, the breeze swayed the flowers and plants, and caressed the clouds in the sky. The shining stars and the bright moonlight that were not seen last night are showing their respective brilliance, after the baptism of last night's clouds, tonight's stars and the moon are exceptionally bright, how can the bright sky be dimmed forever because of the temporary clouds.

Last night, due to the light clouds, tonight's breeze and moon are brighter.

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There was no word all night, and the morning came in a flash. At the intersection of streets and alleys, smoke from food stalls of all sizes rises, conveying the popularity of the newly awakened city into the depths of the sky. Following the smoke, you can see the weather today at a glance, the sky is clear, and the white clouds are like cotton. The white clouds are crowded together, one after another, forming a fascinating sea of clouds. There was a red halo in the depths of the sea of clouds, and the clouds near it were quietly shattering, and among them, the sunlight was stretching outward one by one, and an incomparably brilliant golden flower bloomed in the depths of the white clouds. It's the sun.

The red sun is born, crystal bright and dazzling, the white clouds are white and docile, the fire is bright red, the gold is dazzling, and unconsciously, an extremely beautiful scene is formed in the sky, remembering the sunset yesterday evening, the same beauty. People can't help but want to praise a good picture of the rising sun.

The freshmen of Longteng University don't get up much, the military training has just ended, and the first lazy sleep must be completed well. Lin Feng didn't covet the enjoyment of lazy sleep, the plan of the day lies in the morning, which Lin Feng knows. Every day of thunderous morning exercises, Lin Feng insisted. At this moment, he has finished running on the playground, ready to go to breakfast, walking leisurely on the road, this morning he is ready to go out to eat, although the school cafeteria is complete, but some things do not have that taste after all. At present, he has nothing to do today, and he doesn't need to go to the venue in advance for the top 16 promotion exams of the Golden Cup Literature Contest in Kyoto tomorrow, after all, it is not like the college entrance examination, and there is no need to make preparations, so he naturally looks leisurely. Nothing is light, and those who are light can be promoted to immortals.

In life, people are busy dealing with the things in hand, and they want to end it quickly, and get the money and status that can make their lives easier, but there are many people who can't chase it, and no one thinks that these will be close at hand, yes, but people don't want to believe it, and they don't want to defend it. In this life, what people are busy chasing is the happiness that is possible.

There is a publishing house in a certain place in Haiding District, about 30 miles away from Lin Feng's step, Jinghua Publishing House, the publishing house is very large, although in Kyoto, a small place on the map but every industry is crouching tiger, hidden dragon, there are not one or two, but it can also talk about four or five, this is a large publishing house.

In the early morning, there were not too many pedestrians at the door of the publishing house, only the staff of various departments and rooms went in and out, a young man dressed in good spirits, walking from the street on the left towards Jinghua. Seeing that the door of the unit was not far away, the young man couldn't help but speed up the speed of solving the soy milk in his hand, swallowed a few bites, and finally put the packaged soybean milk box into the garbage bin at the door when he arrived at the door, and then took more steps, two steps and three steps up the steps.

"Song Ye is here, it's early today!" The staff of the guard room at the door greeted the young man with a smile when he saw it.

"Brother Yang, didn't you remember last night that there was a draft that could be further changed, come early and change it first, and when the leader comes to urge, it will be too late to change it." After the young man Song Ye said hello, he explained with a smile.

"Oh, that's right, then you go quickly, and I won't delay you." Brother Yang laughed and said.

"Hey, okay, I'll go first." Song Ye nodded, took another step that had just stopped for a few seconds, and walked inside.

Brother Yang called the young man by his full name, and his name was Song Ye. Song Ye, male, 26 years old today, a person from Heguang, after graduating from college at the age of 23, he originally wanted to return to his hometown for development, but he also stayed in Kyoto because of his girlfriend's stay in Kyoto. I have been an editor in Jinghua Publishing House for more than three years and nearly four years, and I have been the earliest and latest to commute every day in the past four years, and I have not quarreled with my colleagues in the unit, and I am not too loyal and honest, but I have not done anything bad, my temperament is never wooden, I am very flexible, and I have the tenacity to do things, otherwise I will not insist on studying for all in the time of university study and bother to find a girlfriend. It is precisely because he found a girlfriend that he is still single. His girlfriend, like him, is not from Kyoto and works for a foreign trade company.

Two college students who are not from Kyoto and have just graduated a few years ago can imagine the difficulty of developing in Kyoto, although when they return to their hometown, they have the glory of working in the imperial capital, but more often than not, they are living in Kyoto and have worked hard, which cannot be said to be labor. Song Ye has a lot of thoughts in his heart, he was still a little fat during college, he no longer has the figure he had back then, he is lean and lean. On the question of how to survive better, there is too much bitterness hidden behind his always smiling face. Not to mention other trivial matters, let's just say the most realistic, two people living together always need a house of their own, but in this place in Kyoto, the height of the price of the house can really make many people look up, even the cheapest house is a head higher than people. If you want a house, if you want a warm home of your own, you have to work hard.

Working hard is easier said than done, and it is not something that can be done with a touch of the skin, although it is not the same as suffering, but before the goal is reached, it is also far from happiness.

Life does not always create suffering for people, but it always keeps raising the height of the road ahead, delaying our pace towards happiness.

Working hard, for Song Ye, is a good performance, do more and work harder. So at work, it is his scope of work and tasks that he strives to do his best, not his scope of work, he also enthusiastically helps, it is a blessing to suffer, no, he is not so far, he just wants to express himself as much as possible, he wants to take more, and the tasks assigned to him by life, he wants to complete them better. Not only that, inside and outside the work, as long as there is an opportunity, no matter how big or small, he will strive to strive for and develop, he wants to go up, want to go further and be a small leader or something, because this can take more, and the opportunity for development is greater.

Editor Song Ye belongs to the editor-in-chief office of Jinghua Publishing House, and his job is to deal with texts, pictures and other manuscripts. In the editor-in-chief's office, he is responsible for many aspects, because his position is not high, there is no such treatment as a leader, but the work of signing and approving is just non-stop review and correction of the manuscript all day long, and then communicate with the contributors, negotiate the signing or something, although there is no need to move, but the work is really not light, and dizziness is a common thing. In the world, the one can be at ease.

Of course, like all editors, if Song Ye can tap a potential author, or sign a contract with a work that is bound to be a hit, and increase his contribution to the publishing house, he will naturally increase his income and status in the publishing house. It's just that it's been four years, although he rushes at night whenever he has the opportunity, but life is not merciful, they all fail, and the few who are about to succeed have also been cut off. But there is nothing to say, there is something to say, and the leaders who are not related to each other only look at the results.

Life, like the sea, seems calm, but the subtleties are full of waves.