"We ordinary people~ I'm so happy today~"

In the suspense editorial department at a certain point, Leng Feng, the editor in charge, happily hummed a happy song.

This day is the weekend, and the book "The Devotion of Suspect X" signed by his subordinates has reached 130,000 words, and it will be 150,000 after today's update.

At the speed of the vampire boss's lightning, wait until a few days later, and you will be able to reach the average standard on the shelves.

That's why he's happy.

Although the results of this book are not as good as those of Dou Po and Horror House, many people even say that the vampire's text has regressed.

However, emaciated camels are bigger than horses.

Even so, "The Devotion of Suspect X" still ranks first in the suspense list, beating all the works in the same period in the hanging category.

With such a great god effect hanging, even if it is on the shelves, no matter how miserable it is, it will not be miserable, as the editor-in-charge, he will definitely be able to get some light, and his days in the editorial department will be much nourished - just like the darkness of the supernatural partition, he can live a very leisurely life with a long-form masterpiece horror house.

With Leng Feng's personal understanding of vampires, each of this big man's books has to be written to at least thousands of chapters and millions of words, which must be a very happy thing for him, the direct editor-in-charge.

As long as the book "The Dedication of Suspect X" continues to be updated, millions of words on the water, and his performance will definitely rise with the tide.

Isn't it beautiful?

looked at the other editor in charge who was trying to search for books in the background, Leng Feng couldn't help but feel a little crooked, patted the other party's shoulder, and put on a very smug expression.

"What for?"

The editor in charge turned his head to look at him in confusion.

"Do you know what happiness is?"

Leng Feng pointed to the pen name of the vampire on the computer and said.

"Happiness is like the fragrance of orchids, refreshing."

"Why did you put it up?" The editor-in-charge's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't wait to rush up and punch Leng Feng.

However, Leng Feng ignored him and continued to babble like a bard.

"Happiness is like the sweetness of candy, intoxicating, ah! Happiness ......"

At this moment, Leng Feng only felt that he was Shakespeare, Tagore, and Li Bai, and he was possessed at the same time.

In the small office, this literary atmosphere was suddenly brought up by himself.

"Get out!"

However, the editor who worked hard to find the book scolded angrily, and couldn't help but turn dark.

Leng Feng, this stinky boy...... It's been a few days he's sick and vomiting.

Isn't it just luck to be introduced by the editors of other divisions and sign in to the vampire boss?

Isn't there just a high-traffic book, and you can get a bonus to eat and drink spicy food in the future?

Isn't it that he was praised by the editor-in-chief a few days ago?

It's like going to heaven.

Oh yes, that's amazing...... Envious.

The poor editor couldn't help but shed tears of spicy chicken.

Woo woo, I'm going to curse you for being happy and sad, and curse you for the vampire new book to be finished in a week!

However, at five o'clock that night, when he was about to get off work, Leng Feng suddenly learned such a news.

"The Devotion of Suspect X" has just exploded 20,000 words, and I actually finished applying for it!

？？？

What the hell is this Nima?

Leng Feng was completely stunned, with a black question mark on his face.

Why do you apply for this book without saying a word?

Could it be that he felt that his grades were not good, so he planned to cut the book silently?

The soul is light! Why don't you tell yourself, the editor in charge, about the book!

If there are problems, you can discuss, if there are problems, you can change them, vampire, why do you want to cut the book!

What are you going to do with my future winnings?

didn't read the text for the first time, Leng Feng thought that Su Chen was cutting the book and not writing.

After all, the online article, 150,000 words, if you order a complete book, there is a high probability that it will be a bad book, or there is a responsible author, and the outline will be released for the reader to see, and then run away with righteous words......

Could it be that vampires are going to be ghost fathers?

Leng Feng's psychology is called a sad and indignant.

At this time, his colleague in charge, that is, the editor in charge who was pretended to be B by him during the day, sent a paragraph at a very timely time, and after reading it, he almost made Leng Feng vomit blood.

"Happiness is the charcoal in the snow, the flowers on the brocade, the rain in the drought, the hope when I am desperate, and the despair when you hope......"

Through the screen, you can feel the other party's full of schadenfreude.

Who isn't a yin and yang poet anymore?

"The Devotion of Suspect X is finished, Leng Feng, feng shui takes turns, hehehe~"

"Get out!"

Good guy, this time it was Leng Feng's turn to be nauseous and vomit.

After being depressed alone for a while, after a while, the time had already come to six o'clock to get off work, but Leng Feng hadn't left yet, but hurriedly contacted Su Chen.

"Vampire boss, the little one needs an explanation!"

"Why is the book finished in 150,000 words?"

"Don't you want to put it on the shelves?"

"Is it because of bad grades or what? Well? ”

"Ahhhh

Leng Feng anxiously questioned Su Chen's various souls.

However, Su Chen was obviously prepared, and said to him on QQ unhurriedly: "Oh, it's Leng Da, I forgot to tell you that I have to finish applying today." ”

"WDNMD, how can you finish the book with 150,000?"

Leng Feng didn't believe it in his heart.

And also.

With such a harmless tone, do you think I'm really going to approve you to finish the book?

You are a platinum writer, standing at the top of the food chain of the writer's ecosystem, how can you mess around like this, say that you change your style, and then you can't write well and cut it?

It's nonsense!

How much psychological damage does this have to cause to an editor-in-charge?

…… I was still pretending to talk to my colleagues in the morning, and I was slapped in the face and ridiculed by the speed of light at night.

mmp。

Such a willful author made Leng Fengqi tremble, his whole body was in a cold sweat on a hot day, and his hands and feet were cold.

Can this point be good, what should we do with the editor, damn it, when will the editor really stand up!

"But the story is over, and I don't have anything to write about." Su Chen also had a helpless little expression at the end, "So Leng Da will give me this application, which can be regarded as an explanation to the readers of the investment." ”

That's right, the completion of the book generally requires the consent of the editor first, and Su Chen needs to pass the cold front first.

"I disagree!"

Leng Feng didn't even think about refusing.

"If it's not on the shelves, it's over, aren't you kidding me? And you're telling me the truth, vampire, you're definitely a bad guy when you're done with this book, right? Absolutely, right? ”

As soon as he heard the words, Su Chen was not in a hurry, but showed a strange smile.

"I said, Leng Da, haven't you read my text yet?"

"Huh? I didn't see it, what's wrong? ”

Leng Feng was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, this bad boy wanted to convince himself from a different angle, so he hurriedly typed again: "Even if you write a flower, you can't finish the book with 150,000!" ”

Didn't you see it......

Su Chen couldn't help but feel stable, and the old god was saying: "That's it, Leng Da, please go and read my entire text first, and I'll promise you anything when you come back." ”

"Really?" Leng Feng didn't expect that vampires would be so easy to talk to.

Do you feel that you can impress yourself with your writing?

Just kidding, I've read through countless volumes of online articles about big gods and small gods, as well as major well-known suspense works, you just want to impress me with just 150,000 words?

Su Chen: "Well, really, Leng Da, go and see it." ”

Leng Feng didn't think much about it: "That's okay, it's not much for 150,000 words, you wait for me to contact you in two hours." ”

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