"It seems that you still lost. The young staff member looked at the collection of the book "Looking Up at the Stars" to 25146, and he looked at the middle-aged man who seemed to have aged in his teens overnight and sighed.

"Again... Give me another day... Just one day... I'll prove me wrong...", the middle-aged man said pleadingly as he looked at the young man in front of him.

"No, I can't endanger the interests of the company for you anymore. The young man, he picked up the data of "Looking Up at the Stars" and said resolutely.

The middle-aged man understood that no matter how much he prayed, this young man would not give himself a chance like yesterday, and he slumped in his chair and silently watched the young man's back slowly disappear.

"Why, you don't want to admit defeat!? Sometimes, you just need to admit that you lost wrong, and you will get more!" the young man slowed down and yelled with his back to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man did not choose to answer the young man's question immediately, but muttered as he watched his footsteps gradually move away

"Because, for... At our age or working in this ordinary position, we... I can't afford to lose. ”

Yang Fan, who saw the 25146 collection data, couldn't help frowning.

This is enough for a new writer's first book to be proud of by the author and readers, but for Yang Fan, this data is far from enough for him to achieve his ultimate goal of winning the competition.

Yang Fan opened the data ranking of this essay competition, looked at the data of the first place reached 52362 collections, and then looked at his 25146 collections that did not even enter the top ten, which made his brows furrow even tighter.

"The book seems to have reached the limit of collectibles. Lan looked at Yang Fan's sad face, leaned over and looked at the data and said seriously.

Yang Fan nodded after hearing this, and agreed with Lan's statement, as Lan said, this book has reached the limit of collection, and he has also thought of the limit of his book, but he did not expect that the limit of his book's collection will come so soon.

In the online literature world, writers with fewer resources at the middle and lower levels will face the problem of a collection limit. The limit of collection is generally made up of three parts. First, the quality of the book itself, second, the website traffic, and third, the website and the team's individual publicity for the book, these three parts are like a wall that hinders the progress of those middle and low-level writers who are unarmed and have no tools.

How can unarmed and unarmed writers break down this seemingly impregnable wall?

Yang Fan leaned back in his chair, counting the few hole cards he had left, and found that there was almost no way to break these walls.

"Actually, you don't have to care about this game, you're doing a good job now. Lin Wanting looked at Yang Fan's sad face and plucked up her courage and said.

"Xiao Wanting is right, you don't have to care about this competition, you have done a good job now! Not only have you successfully won the appreciation and signing of the review editor with the quality of your book, but you have also slowly grown up through all kinds of hardships and doubts. You're already great. Thinking of everything Yang Fan has experienced since writing the book, Lan couldn't help but feel distressed, she looked at Yang Fan still frowning, and she continued to comfort in an old-fashioned manner:

"You are still young, we will definitely be able to achieve the original agreement to make you a great god writer, let us take our time and move forward step by step in a down-to-earth manner. ”

"yes, it's great. He looked at the data on the computer that made all the new writers excited, and he muttered, but when he said this, he felt unwilling.

Do you really want to put down this game and slowly improve in a down-to-earth manner as Lan and Lin Wanting said?

However, Yang Fan was very unwilling.

"Yes, you are really powerful, under the slander and questioning of such a big and powerful website, not only successfully resisted, but also successfully counterattacked and collected more than twice as much as before!" Lin Wanting looked at Yang Fan's unwilling expression, she cautiously persuaded, she stretched out her hand and grabbed Yang Fan's sleeve and said.

"Wait... Slander and questioning of the website?" Yang Fan heard Lin Wanting's words, and he had a flash of inspiration to think of a way to break the wall.

"Thank you! I have thought of a way!" Yang Fan stood up and hugged Lin Wanting and said gratefully.

"Huh?" Lin Wanting was frightened by Yang Fan's sudden move, she looked at Yang Fan with a puzzled face, and a rare flush appeared on her face.

"Yang Fan, what can you think of?" Lan looked at the excited Yang Fan and asked anxiously.

"That method is to make tools and tear down the wall with the owner. ”

After finishing speaking, Yang Fan logged on to his long-lost Sky Network account, looking at those writers who were full of dreams and a sense of justice, Yang Fan smiled with satisfaction.

"What are you eating! This data report is only being delivered now!" Wang Jingya yelled angrily at the young man in front of her.

"I'm sorry, I was negligent!" the young man bowed his head and apologized sincerely.

"What made our beautiful editor-in-chief so angry?" said the editor-in-chief who had just walked in from outside the door, he had a big belly, and he was in a good mood and made a rare joke.

"I don't know what the data department is doing to eat! That book "Looking Up at the Stars" has now exceeded 25,000 collections!" Wang Jingya held the data sheet in her hand and roared angrily.

Her roar made the movements of the entire Xianxia editorial department staff pause.

"Impossible, right?" The editor-in-chief heard the title of the book that had given him a headache and was full of shame, he walked quickly to Wang Jingya, snatched the data sheet, and read it carefully.

"How is this possible!" exclaimed the editor-in-chief, the first time he had seen a writer turn over under such a powerful attack on the site.

"If you look at the data in this book, there were signs of an uptick the day before yesterday, and he only sent it today! This is a complete dereliction of duty!" Wang Jingya said hatefully!

The young man did not want to explain anything other than bowing his head and apologizing.

Even when she saw the young man's low voice, Wang Jingya was still angry in her heart, and she said angrily:

"If this book messes up this essay contest. I'll see what you can do to make up for your mistakes!"

"Yes, if there is an accident in our careful preparation for this game because of you, how can you make up for it?"

"Yes, young people nowadays are getting more and more frizzy. ”

The editors who came around kept agreeing with Wang Jingya's words, among which Xiaoxiong Editor's voice was the loudest, since Li Zhi's matter, he had hatred for most of the young people in the data department.

The young man listened to the countless accusations and those harsh words, except for clenching his fists, he did not refute it, in fact, the fault did not lie with him, he only needed to explain, and he could get away. But he didn't choose to explain, he just kept apologizing.

"Forget it, it's just a 25,000 collection, don't be so mean to him. The fries couldn't stand it anymore, and she finally stood up to protect the poor young man.

"25,000 only? You give me two days to go from 2100 to 25000? I suspect this is a conspiracy between you and the Son of Heaven, are you two deliberately pretending to help me as a novice, secretly burying this secret move, and disrupting our carefully prepared game?" “

"I didn't. Fries looked at the angry gaze drawn by the words edited by the bear, and she said aggrievedly and loudly.

"That's the Son of Heaven?" the editor of Little Bear turned his words and only pointed to the Son of Heaven, and pretended to be surprised and said:

"You did it, Son of God, you are really a complicated person, you actually use the kind and cute fries, under the pretense of helping her to be a novice, and then in fact, you are using my popularity as a novice to help your own writer?"

After listening to the words of the little bear editor, the Son of Heaven raised his head and looked at him sharply.

"Do I need to use this method?"

"You need it, now I'm a newbie in the second place in Genesis, you don't need to use some small means, what do you use to defeat me and the big warlord. The little bear editor said with a smile that he would not let go of any opportunity to attack the Son of Heaven.

The Son of Heaven looked at Xiao Xiong with the eyes of an idiot, "Even if I use small means, I will not use the book that Wanfu accused of being abandoned by the website." ”

Looking at the rivalry and cynicism in the entire editorial office, the young man suddenly felt that the company that he was proud of was so ugly and dirty. Grievances and disappointment filled his throat, making him almost unable to control himself, and just as he was about to cry out, a powerful voice appeared in his ears.

"That's enough!" With this voice, an ordinary middle-aged man walked into the office, his face, which was originally ordinary in the eyes of young people, was full of light that made him feel dazzling.

"It was my fault, I thought the book was only skyrocketing because of the curiosity of the readers. I thought it would be fine in a few days, but I asked him to submit the report late. ”

"Do you think?

"I don't think it's delayed. The middle-aged man looked at the chubby editor in front of him, and continued with disdain in his tone, "Real gold is not afraid of fire, if you really have confidence in your writer, you won't be afraid of the data of this book, I don't think you have confidence at all." ”

"What are you talking about?" As if the middle-aged man had said the sore spot in her heart, Wang Jingya looked at the unknown middle-aged data staff and said hatefully.

"I said, you don't have confidence in your own writers, and you're afraid that a suppressed book will surpass the book you operate in the dark. The middle-aged man looked at the editor-in-chief in front of him and said disdainfully.

"How could we... Will you be afraid?"

"yes... How could we be afraid?"

"You're just scared!" said the middle-aged man loudly as he stepped forward.

"Do you know the price you pay for saying this?" the middle-aged man's words provoked the anger of the editor-in-chief holding the data sheet, and he said gloomily.

"What's the big deal, is it a dismissal?" the middle-aged man walked up to the young man, patted him on the shoulder, and said impatiently to the workplace idol he once looked up to.

"You... You..."The editor-in-chief looked at the middle-aged man and said what he said, his invincible threat could not threaten an ordinary staff member.

"A bunch of cowards. The middle-aged man spat on the ground, he patted the young man on the shoulder and said:

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I lost. ”

The young man raised his head in astonishment and looked at the middle-aged man, he saw the middle-aged man and asked:

"Why would you suddenly admit that you were wrong?"

"Because I've lost nothing. The middle-aged man said with a smile.

The middle-aged man finally broke the wall in his heart and walked out, but the price of breaking the wall was beyond his imagination.

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he looked at the editors who were shocked by his words and actions, shook his head in disappointment and was about to say something more, when another staff member's voice came from outside the door:

"Oh no, look at Sky.com!"