At 11:30, I was a newbie and finally surpassed the votes of the big warlord, firmly sitting in the first place, and began to slowly open the votes.

Seeing this achievement, the fries couldn't help jumping up and were about to call, but they were pressed on the chair by the Son of Heaven, he looked at the computer screen with a serious face, pointed to the time on the computer, and said calmly

"There's still half an hour, don't think you've won. ”

After listening to Tianzi's words, the fries stuck out their tongues, then put away the excited and excited look on their faces, and then looked at the computer with a serious face.

As the Son of Heaven said, there is still half an hour. In this half hour, anything can happen. She had to be like a full-fledged editor, staring at the data and time, and not letting up at all.

At this time, after the editor of Xiaoxiong saw that his writing book was overtaken, his originally calm heart also panicked, he opened the QQ of the big warlord, and kept urging him to send ordinary red envelopes, so that those readers who have not yet voted can vote.

The big warlord kept handing out red envelopes while following the instructions of the editor of Little Bear, and at the same time thought of a way with a sad face.

The big warlord couldn't think of any way at this time, after all, the time was too short. Moreover, to be honest, xx.com is only the fifth-ranked website in the industry, and his traffic has always been limited, compared with the voting restrictions in previous years, the number of readers participating in this time has reached the limit.

In just five minutes, the big warlord sent 2,000 red envelopes to ordinary readers, but his votes never rose. Because not everyone will buy it, most people have their own choice.

The big warlord watched the votes slowly being pulled apart, and his heart felt as if it had been scratched by a cat. Because, he doesn't want to lose, he doesn't want to lose to someone he feels inferior to him.

Seeing the big warlord's crazy appearance of handing out red envelopes, the fries and the Son of Heaven frowned, but they didn't speak, after all, since they were out of the red envelope square, it was a legitimate means to buy tickets with red envelopes by default.

They nervously refreshed the data, and at the same time asked me to send red envelopes to newbies. After all, they don't want to lose either.

Seeing that I was a novice and frantically handing out red envelopes according to the instructions, the big warlord was even more sad, he really couldn't think of any other way. A successful writer like them, who would lack these red envelopes?

He can only turn to his editor-in-charge, Bear, and hint at how much he will do Bear if he takes the first place.

Editor Bear looked at the hints and replied vaguely with gritted teeth and stamped his feet. Then, he excused himself to go to the bathroom, and when he got to the bathroom, he took out his phone and made a call.

At 11:58, I was a novice and finally secured 356 votes for the super-large warlord and sat on the first throne.

Looking at this data and time, the Son of Heaven finally showed a satisfied smile, and he patted the shoulder of the fries and made a triumphant expression.

The fries also showed their second smile of the day, but it was 11:59.

The book of the great warlord, in just one minute, suddenly rose by 1,000 votes, and in that minute, he overtook me as a novice, and steadily shook 644 votes, reaching the first place!

Seeing this data, the fries and the smile of the Son of Heaven froze. Then it then turned into anger.

The two of them glared angrily at the editor who had just returned from the bathroom, and angrily pointed to the data on the computer and questioned loudly

"You actually allowed your own writers to brush the data?"

"Brush data? non-existent. How could it be a data brush, obviously this is the last minute time for everyone to vote for the book of the big warlord. The bear editor said slowly.

"You tell me, how can you get 1,000 votes in one minute?" Listening to the bear's clumsy explanation, the Son of Heaven became even angrier.

"Hehe, if you really think it's brushed, that's brushed, you can also brush it?" said the little bear editor with a cold face.

After listening to Editor Bear's words, Editor Tianzi rushed forward directly, pulled Editor Bear's collar and asked loudly

"As an editor, you just indulge your writers to brush tickets? Are you worthy of the word editor?"

Editor Bear struggled to break free of his hand, and looked at the Son of Heaven instead of being afraid, but staring at him

"Put away your hypocritical face, now the online world is data talking, no matter what means are used, as long as it is successful, it is enough to make them fake, no matter what data they swipe, whether they brush it or not, as long as they can have a good result, it is enough. ”

"How unfair is this to other writers?" said the fries as he watched the bear editor pluck up his courage.

"Fair? Is there fairness in this world? This is not a few years ago, maybe you were good at books in the past few years, you can make a name for yourself, these years are the data age!" the bear editor looked at the shocked face of the fries after listening to it

"This is not the world of literature, this is the world of online literature. The online literature world looks at sales and collections, you have to write a book honestly, without publicity, you may not have thousands of people to read it until you die. If you look at the books written by those popular newcomers, who hasn't added them to the book list, and who hasn't advertised them? Is it really so coincidental that a newcomer can be found and added to the book list if he writes tens of thousands of words? Are you stupid?"

"How unfair it is to other writers!"

"You can also brush it, as long as you have money, you can brush it. Editor Bear said forcefully.

"Is it interesting to brush data, is it meaningful?" Fries still shouted angrily, but her voice was much quieter.

"Interesting, meaningful. If you don't brush, it's a dead end. The recommended positions of newcomers are all PK system, and as long as you lose once, it is very likely that there will be no recommended positions in the future. Besides, you can only choose one of the two books in front of you, one for 30,000 yuan and the other for 300, which one will you choose?" The bear editor saw that the french fries were quiet, so he got carried away and said loudly, as if a book written by a newcomer has no brush, then the book will end up just a dead end.

Little Bear looked at the silent Tianzi and the excited fries, sneered, and then turned to return to his seat to celebrate with his writer. A large hand suddenly appeared from behind his back and pulled him back by the collar.

When the bear editor turned his head to scold angrily, he saw a pair of angry eyes and the surprised expressions of everyone on the spot.

"Why..."Before the bear could finish speaking, an oncoming fist knocked him straight out.

Editor Bear ungracefully knocked down the table and chair next to him and slammed it to the ground. He looked at the man in front of him in horror.

"Do you think you have a point?" said the man angrily. Then he pulled the bear editor by the collar and continued loudly

"Can't those who work hard be affirmed? Are those who work hard and down-to-earth all fools? Let me tell you, if I were to put in front of me the four books that were restricted from voting today, I would not choose the first two, but the third one!"

He is Li Zhi, an ordinary staff member of the data department, because of today's restriction on the exemption of recommended pk, the entire data department is working overtime statistics.

When Li Zhi hurriedly walked to the Xianxia editorial office with the data he had just counted, he happened to hear the words of Editor Xiaoxiong. After hearing this, he finally couldn't suppress his anger and stepped forward and waved his fist fiercely.

"You... You countryman, you ordinary staff member actually attacked me?" the bear editor finally came back to his senses, and he said desolately.

"Why can't it? Is it in your eyes, countrymen, ordinary staff are the first class than you?" Li Zhi said with a flushed face because of anger.

"Believe it or not, I'll get you fired tomorrow!"

"I believe it, but so what?" Li Zhi swung his fist again and slammed it into Xiao Xiong's face.

"Expelled, so what?" Li Zhi then yelled.

Everyone present seemed to be frozen by his roar, and no one dared to respond.

"I'm from the country, and I don't have as many fancy guts as you who claim to be city dwellers. I only know that my family has taught me to be a down-to-earth person since I was a child!" Li Zhi shouted again, but his voice carried a hint of crying.

When he said this, he thought of what his parents expected of him, of the time when the family sold the old cattle they had raised for many years in order to pay for his college education, and he thought of the tears that the old cattle had left when they finally seemed to know their fate when they went to the slaughterhouse.

He swung his fist hard and smashed it into the face of Editor Bear, who wanted to resist, but didn't have the strength to resist.

"Stop! What are you doing, don't pull it away!" a loud voice rang out, and it was the editor-in-chief and the CEO who came to shout panickedly as they watched the chaotic newsroom, and then they picked up their phones and called the security guards.

Li Zhi left tears like a cow who wanted to know his fate, but he didn't know how to shed tears like the cow in his previous family. He also knows how to resist.

However, his resistance was quickly subdued by the security guards and other able-bodied editors who came up, and he was panting like a cow as he stared at the bear editor.

"Who is he?" Wang Tianhe said with a frown, the eyes of the simple young man in front of him inexplicably made him feel scared.

"He's a staff member in the data department. The fries whispered.

"Why did the data department conflict with the editorial department?"

"Reason..."Everyone talked about what happened just now, but they deliberately concealed what Xiao Xiong said about brushing data, just saying that Xiao Xiong Editor and Tianzi and French Fries had a conflict because of data problems, and then Li Zhi walked in and heard about the data problem and beat Xiao Xiong Editor.

Everyone can hide something, after all, everyone is a colleague, and you can't look down and see you when you look up. And because Li Zhi himself is an ordinary low-level staff member of the data department, it is really not cost-effective to offend the editor Xiaoxiong for him.

"Is this really the case?" Wang Tianhe is not a fool, he doesn't believe that it will be such a boring reason to make Li Zhida fight.

"It's not. Fries broke the silence and stepped forward. She looked at Li Zhi's silent appearance, and suddenly felt that her conscience was condemned, she stood up and retold the matter completely, especially focusing on the detailed retelling of the conversation between Li Zhi and Xiaoxiong.

After listening to the words of the french fries, Wang Tianhe looked at the little bear editor with a disgusted expression on his face, he looked at Li Zhi who was like a stubborn cow, and suddenly asked

"Why, you would choose the third book. ”

"Because of the third book, I am like a real writer. ”

"Oh?"

"The third book has 32,000 words written today, while the other two books have 8,000 or 9,000 words. ”

"Respect?"

"Yes. People who write books in a down-to-earth manner deserve what they deserve. ”

"Well said, let him go. Wang Tianhe recalled Li Zhi's words, nodded and said.

Li Zhi stood up, moved his hands and feet, looked at Wang Tianhe's eyes, lowered his head, and after his anger, he looked at the management personnel in front of him who was the highest decision-making of his company, and suddenly felt fear and fear in his heart.

"You're good, you've doubled your salary this month. Wang Tianhe patted him on the shoulder and said, he looked at the little bear lying on the ground again, and the editor said, "You don't have a salary this month." ”

"What about this week's exemption?" the editor-in-chief asked with an open mouth looking at Wang Tianhe's attitude.

"Of course, the first vote is given, but the third vote must also be rewarded, after all, he is a down-to-earth and serious bookwriter, which has moved our employees. Wang Tianhe was silent for a moment, and then said, "Arrange a good recommendation for him next week, and just classify and push it." I heard Wang Jingya say that a writer volunteered to give up a recommendation position, so let's give it to that down-to-earth writer. ”