In the past few weeks from the end of October to the beginning of November, the results of "Chess Soul" have been good, although it has been difficult to make any more progress, but they are all in the 3rd and 4th positions, which makes everyone can't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that the effort is rewarded.

But by late November, the situation began to get out of control.

"Chess Soul" suddenly fell from the 4th position in the previous episode to the 9th place.

This is not only the surprise of the two authors, but even Guo Pinyuan, as their editor, is at a loss.

It's just so weird.

Generally speaking, there must be a reason for the ups and downs of grades.

For example, the color page, or the exciting part of the plot, these can increase the popularity of the work to a certain extent, but on the contrary, if there is a plot that the reader does not like suddenly in the work, the boring story makes the reader feel bored, or even other more interesting works appear in the same issue, these will reduce the vote rate of the work.

But when he opened the new issue of Fantasy magazine, even if Guo Pinyuan read "Chess Soul" 3 times in a row from beginning to end, he couldn't find what made "Chess Soul" lower its evaluation, which made him wonder if there was something wrong with his editor's evaluation level.

In his opinion, this issue of "Chess Soul" still maintains a consistently high standard. Whether it is Chen Nan's painting or Liang Yu's story, it shows their intentions, and there is no problem with the plot, it is still a tense professional chess exam, and Ah Guang's grades are good, he has won all the way to the present, there is no slightest depressing plot, it is better to say that it is smooth sailing - I really don't know what is going on with these readers?

If it is not clear that the results of this sampling are automatically calculated after being entered into the computer, it is impossible to make an error, Guo Pinyuan really wants to wonder what is wrong.

Although I was confused, but no matter what, I still had to hold a review meeting, today happened to be Saturday, Guo Pinyuan made an appointment with Liang Yu and went to Chen Nan's studio together.

Guo Pinyuan met Liang Yu who came in a hurry at the gate of the community where Chen Nan lived, she was wearing two braids today, but her still bright face revealed a trace of exhaustion, and when she saw Guo Pinyuan, she showed a wry smile.

"Looks like you've been having a hard time lately, right?" Guo Pinyuan greeted her with a smile.

"Well, the club and "Margalilyn" barely got it done, but the most unexpected thing is that our school is going to hold a Golden Autumn Art Festival, which was obviously not available when I entered last year, and now I have to divide the already tight time to rehearse......

Seeing Liang Yu's resentful expression on his face, Guo Pinyuan still decided not to ask her what program the so-called art festival was arranged.

"I originally thought that Bai Ya's situation would be much better if she came back, but now...... Hey, to be honest, I didn't expect the ranking of "Chess Soul" to become what it is now. Even Liang Yu, who has always been calm, couldn't help but complain to Guo Pinyuan today.

Indeed, the serialization of high school students itself is a very time-consuming and energy-consuming thing, fortunately, the original Liang Yu is just an original author, and the Tao will not delay her too much time, but now there is an extra serialization on "Margaliline", so that the situation that can barely cope has become difficult to deal with, if you add a little unexpected situation, you really don't know what to do.

In fact, the solution is very simple, but this is something that Guo Pinyuan, as an editor, cannot say.

He could only pretend to make a little joke to Liang Yu lightly: "Today's level is probably quite sad." ”

"Yes," it was originally a sentence to adjust the atmosphere, but she didn't expect Liang Yu's mood to be more complicated, but she didn't want Guo Pinyuan to worry too much, so she forced a smile: "But I think even if it's Chen Nan, he won't eat me." ”

Chen Nan really won't eat Liang Yu, on the contrary, the rainstorm that Liang Yu and Guo Pinyuan thought about didn't come as scheduled, on the contrary, Chen Nan's reaction was very calm, just blindly emphasizing that improvements must be made and the ranking must be chased back next time.

This is to the point, but the question is, how?

Liang Yu and Chen Nan both looked at Guo Pinyuan, indeed, this editor was able to help them every time this time before, and it is understandable that they have such a dependent psychology over time, but this time even Guo Pinyuan himself was confused.

But now that I've been asked for my opinion, it's obviously not okay not to speak: "Well, I said, could it be because readers are getting burned out of this plot?" ”

Indeed, just like marriage, even if it is a serialized reading, there will be a so-called fatigue period, that is, readers suddenly feel that they don't want to read the story, and after a period of cooling, they pick it up and feel that they can watch it, but this reason is too far-fetched.

Just as it is said that the questionnaires randomly selected by the ranking are not filled with the ballots of "Chess Soul", this probability exists, but it is infinitely close to zero.

Guo Pinyuan himself knows that it is very, but he really can't say with a clear conscience that this is a problem with Chen Nan's painting style, or Liang Yu's original work is not good enough.

As soon as these words were spoken, Liang Yu and Chen Nan also realized that the editor, who had always been like a guiding light in their minds, was really just an ordinary person. I still have to rely on myself, but the two of them gave each other a few opinions, but they didn't feel like they had answered the point, and then they fell into a long silence.

Time passes minute by minute, and it's about time to get to the hotel, Guo Pinyuan wants to say that it's almost, he has another author meeting in the afternoon, after all, the editor of Fantasy is generally responsible for an average of 1~3 serialized authors, and then there are those new and old authors who are not officially serialized, but have potential, so the editor's work is usually very busy.

He said this and knew that Chen Nan was naturally not easy to keep, so he nodded, and when he saw that the time was about to arrive, he said to Liang Yu: "Then let's just go to have a meal together, and continue to discuss the matter of the manuscript in the afternoon." ”

As soon as she said this, the expression on Liang Yu's face became a little unnatural.

But after hesitating for a moment in his heart, Liang Yu still decided to tell the truth: "That, Chen Nan, I'm sorry, I still have some things to ...... in the afternoon."

"Things?" Chen Nan didn't seem to react at first: "What's the matter?" ”

"It's ......" Liang Yu glanced at Guo Pinyuan for help at this time, which made Lao Guo realize what Liang Yu said, no wonder, how could he forget this stubble, Liang Yu as a student must have no time to go to school, so the time to meet with the editor of "Margalilyn" must also be on the weekend.

But what do you want him to say as an editor?

Fortunately, Chen Nan was not so stupid that she needed someone to explain to be able to understand, her face suddenly changed, and her voice suddenly became a little low: "I know, it's "Margalilyn", right?" ”

"Hmm......" Now even Liang Yu can only admit it.

"I know, you can go, I'll take care of the rest." After Chen Nan said this, he ignored Liang Yu and Guo Pinyuan, returned to his seat, picked up the paintbrush, and continued to paint on the original manuscript that had stopped halfway through painting.

"Chen Nan?" Liang Yu tried to call her, but there was no response.

The time was silent for a few minutes, and then Guo Pinyuan gave Liang Yu a look and gently pushed her: "Let's go." ”

Liang Yu was empathetic in the end, knowing that with Chen Nan's character, it was estimated that he would not take care of himself for the time being, so he nodded a little dejectedly and walked out with Guo Pinyuan.

While putting on his shoes in front of the porch, Liang Yu glanced back.

Chen Nan was still drawing on the copy table, Liang Yu sighed inwardly, and finally turned around.

She didn't see it, Chen Nan's trembling hand holding the pen shaft and clenching teeth tightly.

The moment the door to the room was shut, the tip of the nose of the pen on the paper snapped.