"I found a divine book that I didn't sign a contract for! In just two hours, I received 3,000 recommendation votes!" A young man with a shocked and smiling face excitedly walked into the Xianxia editorial office with a data sheet.

The young man's words and actions did not cause a sensation as those portrayed in urban novels. Rather, it caused the overwhelming majority of editors to frown in disgust.

"Li Zhi, what are you talking about. The first to speak was Editor Bear, who looked at the young man and frowned.

"Teacher Xiaoxiong, I found a good book that I didn't sign a contract for, and I received 3,000 recommendation votes in two hours! And after data analysis, I found that it was not a water army, nor a red envelope, but a recommendation from readers who liked this book. Li Zhi said with a proud smile on his face.

"Oh. The bear editor replied indifferently, "Show me the data sheet." ”

Li Zhi didn't seem to see Xiao Xiong's editing, and he carefully handed Xiao Xiong the data sheet he had carefully arranged.

Editor Bear nonchalantly took the data sheet, and then glanced at it. Then a hint of anger flashed across his face.

"Looking Up at the Stars" is another book. When Editor Bear saw the title of the book, he couldn't help but hold the data sheet.

"Teacher Little Bear?" Li Zhi asked cautiously as he looked at the gloomy Little Bear. Then he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

Editor Bear tore apart his carefully organized data sheet in front of him.

"Teacher Little Bear!" Li Zhi looked at Little Bear's editing, he was a little angry, and his voice seemed to be raised a degree, but he quickly calmed down and said, "Teacher Little Bear..."

"You technician should do your job, don't get involved in the editorial department all day long, you're not an editor!" Editor Xiaoxiong's gloomy face became bright with the torn data, and he looked at Li Zhi and said disdainfully

"Hurry back to your job, hurry up and count the data of the Great Warlord's "Dream Invincible System", I'm in a hurry. Editor Bear turned back to his seat, paused, pointed to the ground, and continued

"Oh, you take all this garbage with you. ”

Li Zhi followed Xiao Xiong's fingers and saw that the garbage in his mouth was the statistical list that he had worked hard to count.

He suddenly poured out a wave of anger from the bottom of his heart that was even worse than before, he looked at the little bear editor with burning eyes, the little bear editor saw the anger in his eyes, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, inexplicable sweat came out of his forehead, the little bear editor subconsciously looked at the other editors in the editorial department, and thought of Li Zhi's background, and suddenly had confidence in his heart, and stammered

"You... See... Look at what you see, do it quickly. ”

Li Zhi listened to Editor Bear's stammering words, his anger calmed down inexplicably, and he bent down to slowly pick up the data tables that Editor Bear called "garbage". Li Zhi picked up these carefully counted data in his heart, and suddenly felt sad, I don't know if it was for his own statistical table to call it garbage, or because that work was called garbage.

When Li Zhi left tremblingly with those garbage, he seemed to have heard some ridicule, some discussions, and some disdain from the Xianxia editorial office behind him.

When the stars in the middle of the night looked down at the office building of the xx network like the hope in people's hearts, Li Zhi finally completed the statistics of the big warlord's "Dream Invincible System", and then he walked into the Xianxia editorial office with the data sheet and found that the place was already empty.

He had no choice but to go back to the data department, and found that he was the only one in the entire data department. He felt lonely inexplicably. He looked at the time, and it was already three o'clock in the middle of the night.

He dragged his tired body out of the office, and then he put on his coat and walked to the room he shared nearby.

On the way, he saw a small cigarette stall, on which a small lamp with a dim yellow light was on, as if he was walking alone, dim and unable to see the road ahead.

Li Zhi couldn't help but take out the wallet in his pocket, couldn't help but take out ten yuan to buy a pack of cigarettes, and then couldn't help but take out one dollar to buy a lighter.

Li Zhi clumsily tore open the package of the cigarette case, took out a cigarette, put it to his mouth, and clumsily took the lighter and lit the cigarette.

Never experiencing a spicy taste made him cough constantly. This was Li Zhi's first time smoking, and tears flowed from his cough.

The smoke from the cigarette he coughed up seemed to turn into a picture before his eyes.

In the picture, there is a little boy who is very similar to Li Zhi, he was born in the countryside, and with his hard work and diligence, he was admitted to university. However, the high tuition fees made his parents frown, and they were not allowed to sell the cattle that the family had raised for more than ten years to the slaughterhouse. Li Zhi saw the cow from the smoke as if he knew his fate, and left tears in his eyes on the little boy who had taken care of him for more than ten years.

The smoke slowly blurred with the cow's tears, and Li Zhi quickly took another puff despite the discomfort and nausea of smoking for the first time.

When the smoke filled again, he seemed to see the little boy enter the university as he wished. His classmates were very kind and invited him to those parties and dinners, but he had never been there because his family was so poor that 50 yuan a dinner was considered a luxury. At the same time, because he is very busy, because he keeps working to save for the next semester's tuition. Gradually, those classmates began to be unfriendly, began to feel that he was unsociable, and began to isolate him.

Li Zhi took another puff of his cigarette. He saw that although the boy longed for friendship and was eager to be gregarious, his family circumstances had to give him less time to maintain friendship. He could only be sad alone in the corner.

He looked at the boy, who was lonely and lonely, and could only pin his longings on hobbies that did not cost money. For example, reading web novels.

There are many characters like him in the web novel, some of them are supporting roles, some are protagonists, and the boy can only pin all his hopes on those characters, watching them joy, anger and sorrow, he has benefited a lot.

Li Zhizai took a puff of cigarette. The intense feeling of nausea made him retch, and he ignored the retching sensation and continued to look at the image of the smoke.

The boy likes to read online novels very much, and after reading too much, he naturally has the idea of writing a web novel, and he uses all his free time to write it. As a result, as soon as he wrote 100,000 words, his college life was over.

After graduating from college, in order to survive, he had to give up writing online novels and apply for jobs everywhere. With his excellent university grades and rich experience in part-time work. He was admitted to the technical department of xx.com as an intern. In order to become a regular, he has devoted more time and energy than others to maintain his work. In the end, out of ten interns in the same period, he was the only one who stayed.

The smoke gradually burned to the filter, and Li Zhi hurriedly took one last puff of the cigarette, and then spit it out. Looking at the last picture of smoke, he finally couldn't help but cry.

The final picture: After the boy turned positive, he worked harder. But some things are not hard work to get good results, after two years of work, he has no background and is a rural hukou, he is still in the same position, and there are people with a background who is not as hard as him, but he went to a better position. He loves the job, the company he works for, and all the good things. But those did not love him.

He admires the authors who write online articles, he admires those writers who have not signed a contract but have always insisted, although many Li Zhi have not read their books, but his admiration for those people has not diminished, he keeps discovering those novels that are not signed but the audience loves, and constantly recommends them to the editorial department, but in the end they get a non-direct or perfunctory attitude.

Li Zhi suddenly felt that the person who appeared in the smoke was so stupid, as long as he did his own job, why should he care about the life and death of those writers who did not sign a contract? Even if they helped them, they would not know, and they would not be grateful to that person.

But the man in the smoke was there to help without hesitation.

Maybe the man in the smoke pinned his unfinished dreams on those novels that he didn't sign a contract with. Maybe it was just the man's wishful thinking.

The autumn night was very cold, Li Zhi finished smoking and pulled his coat. Awake snot and hurried to his rental house.

All that was left was a burnt cigarette butt on the ground. Proving the existence of everything just now.

"How is this possible?" Early in the morning, a surprised and excited voice appeared in a small room.

"What's wrong?" a white-haired Lori rubbed her eyes as she looked at the ecstatic man like a fool.

"Come and see. The man picked up the white-haired Lori and put it in front of the computer.

The white-haired Lori stared impatiently at the data on the screen, and couldn't help but open her mouth in surprise

Yesterday's data, 3168 recommended votes, 426 favorites, 135 book reviews.

The white-haired Lori clicked on the 135 book reviews in disbelief.

found but praise and support, and there were also reminders and plot discussions.

The book review section is finally a bit as lively as the books that have been signed.

"It can't be true, right?" she rubbed her eyes vigorously to realize that it was all true, and she jumped. He looked at the man excitedly and said

"Yang Fan, you're really getting better and better. ”

That man, no, it was Yang Fan who raised his head and said proudly

"That's for sure, my books are getting better and better. ”

"Hmm. ”

Yang Fan took out a cigarette and lit it, and in the smoke-filled room, there was only an excited conversation between Yang Fan and Lan.

It's just strange that the smoke doesn't come out of the picture, maybe the smoke doesn't appear at all, maybe the picture of the smoke has appeared in this room.