Wang Jingya opened the book "Looking Up at the Stars" on the desktop and read it carefully.

In this long and short afternoon, the expression on her face kept changing, sometimes smiling from ear to ear, sometimes moving to tears, sometimes clenching her fists to worry about the protagonist's next encounter, and sometimes silent.

For a whole afternoon, she didn't do anything else, just silently read Yang Fan's book.

She read the book quickly and seriously, and it only took one afternoon to read the 400,000 words. She looked at the end of the last chapter. She felt melancholy inexplicably from the bottom of her heart.

She subconsciously picked up the coffee on the table, put it to her mouth and found that the hot coffee had already been cold.

Wang Jingya put down the cup, leaned back in her chair, and stared blankly at the book on the screen that she had given the title of "nonsense, vulgar and unbearable", and for the first time she began to doubt her own vision.

"This book isn't bad, isn't it?" said the Son of Heaven at this moment, holding two cups of hot coffee, and gently placing one of them on Wang Jingya's table.

"Hmm... What a good book. This time, Wang Jingya finally nodded her head convincingly, praising this book that she didn't pay attention to.

"Then sign up. Give this book a chance, and also give our Xianxia editorial department a chance. The Son of Heaven said with a sip of hot coffee.

"Okay then, I..." Wang Jingya was just halfway through her words when a yin and yang voice floated in

"How can that be!"

The Son of Heaven couldn't help frowning when he heard that voice. Not only the Son of Heaven, but Wang Jingya also frowned.

"Didn't you say that you would only consider signing a contract if you had a good 5000 collection? The yin and yang voice sounded again.

When the Son of Heaven heard this voice, he finally became impatient, and he looked at the owner of the voice and said indifferently

"I need you to teach me how to do things? ”

"How dare I teach you, you are my senior, someone who has been in the ordinary editing industry for decades. ”

Editor Bear emphasizes the four big words of ordinary editors. He also took a cup of hot coffee, and then directly ignored the indifferent eyes of the Son of Heaven, but stared at Wang Jingya greedily and said

"My editor-in-chief, you have to think about it, we are all adults, and we are responsible for everything we say. If you say 5000, you have to be 5000, and you can't miss a collection. ”

Wang Jingya looked at the greedy eyes of the little bear, and the bright good mood that she had originally gained because she found a good book instantly became gloomy. She leaned back in her office chair and didn't speak.

Since Xiao Xiong became the editor in charge of the big warlord, his status has secretly risen a lot, and now he has gradually gained a firm foothold in the editorial department with this book, just like the sharp evaluation in that book, showing his fangs and staring greedily at Wang Jingya's position.

Most of the people will change differently with the environment and status, some people will become introverted and elegant, and some people will become unsightly, and they will see the dagger!

There is no doubt that the editor of Xiaoxiong has become unpopular because of the appreciation of the author in charge and the editor-in-chief! Not only did he look down on it, but he hated this man standing in front of him from the bottom of his heart. For the book that the Son of Heaven likes, he would rather choose to abolish that book than let the Son of Heaven get his wish.

Maybe all this is because of the departure of the, and the Son of Heaven has become an attitude of not fighting, grabbing, and wanting nothing for the resources of writers, or maybe all this is because of the desktop screensaver of the Son of Heaven, the eight big words of picking books seriously and being a good person pierced his sensitive heart.

In a word. He will never let the Son of Heaven get his wish. As for how wonderful the book was, he didn't care.

Because he looked down on those rookie writers from the bottom of his heart, not only the vast majority of his entire editorial department, but also those rookie writers.

looked at the little bear editor in front of him, who was valued by the editor-in-chief. Wang Jingya chose to remain silent.

She really wanted to agree to the request of the Son of Heaven and directly let "Looking Up at the Stars" sign a contract. But she couldn't say yes.

The reason is simple, because she is smart enough. She understood why the editor-in-chief promoted Little Bear. When the is gone, someone must replace the, in case the old editor of the Son of Heaven is dominant, threatening her position as the young editor-in-chief.

The so-called many seasoned workplace masters are well aware of the truth of balance, and the so-called many sophisticated workplace masters like to play the boring and sophisticated routine of balance. Whatever balance applies to the job or workplace, they like to use it to maintain the status quo. Many people praise this as an imperial mental technique. But in many eyes, this is a kind of sadness in the workplace. Sadness to balance people and things that shouldn't be balanced!

Wang Jingya is a smart person, she understands the editor-in-chief's intention to arrange Xiaoxiong, and she also understands that the editor-in-chief wants to train her to become a professional master like him. She looked at the book on the screen, the book that moved her to like a book full of dreams and persistence, and she hesitated.

"You can think about it, Lord Editor-in-Chief, don't go against what you said at the beginning for the sake of a newcomer's novel, and say that the newcomer's novel is just a fledgling, and it's hard to say whether you can soar in this cruel online literature world. Editor Bear said disdainfully.

Indeed, as the editor of Little Bear said, every new author's book is like a fledgling, eager to fly with dreams, they stumble to learn to fly, and then eager to spread their wings in the world of online literature.

Wang Jingya looked at the book on the screen, which seemed to follow the bear's words and turned into a fledgling, chirping and opening her mouth to tell her desire to fly. With its beautiful words and brilliant plot, it tells everyone that it only needs a suitable stage to spread its wings. All he needed was a suitable stage for him to soar into the sky.

"According to the words of the bear editor, 5000 collections. Wang Jingya thought for a long time, and finally clenched her fists and said. When she said this, the book in the computer that had turned into a fledgling fell as if from the sky. It seemed to look at the beautiful editor in front of it in disbelief with its eyes made of beautiful words.

Wang Jingya couldn't bear to close her eyes, not daring to look at the beautifully constructed words on the screen in front of her. Don't dare to look at the chick.

"Huh. Hahahahahaha His laughter was harsh and cold. His laughter pierced Wang Jingya's heart.

"Don't worry, the book will be signed soon, you wait, my editor-in-chief, and you, who have just been an ordinary editor for a few years. The Son of Heaven looked at Wang Jingya and Xiao Xiong and continued seriously.

"This book is not a chick, it's a chick. No matter how difficult you are, no matter how optimistic you are, the young eagles belong to the sky after all. ”

"Heh... Hehe... I'm waiting for your young eagle, I'm afraid it's not a young eagle but a sick bird..."The little bear editor was stunned after listening to the words of the Son of Heaven, and after a moment he said with a hard mouth, but a trace of weakness flashed in his eyes.

The bear editor scolded quietly and walked back to his seat.

The QQ icon on his computer screen flickered constantly, and he impatiently clicked on the messages, most of them new writers, with timidity and a glimmer of hope, eager for their editor-in-charge to give them advice on the book. Hungry for their responsible editorial guidance and recommendations.

Editor Bear looked at the hopeful, timid messages, and the corners of his mouth flashed with disdain like most editors.

He kept flipping through the QQ messages with the notes written by the newcomers, like a high emperor, indifferent and ruthless without replying.

Some of those QQ messages were a week ago, some were half a month ago, some were a month ago, and some were longer. They asked for advice with hope and timidity, but they got the same result, which was that there was no reply, that is, they didn't use the contact column in the editor.

He closed the dialog boxes of the hopeful and timid fledgling authors one by one, and broke the wings of the hopeful and timid chicks one by one.

The bear editor shook his head and sighed, he looked at QQ and he quickly changed his signature and dynamics.

"I recently went on a business trip and left a message"

Then he opened the QQ friend of the big warlord and carefully sorted out his suggestions and sent them over.

All this, so skillful. It's as if in this world, all this, should be so.

In fact, there are many, many chicks in this world, they are eager to fly, they are always stumbling and trying to learn to fly. But there are always many, many obstacles in this world. There's always too much cynicism, and there's always too much stuff to break their wings.

However, some chicks who break their wings but refuse to give up will go through all this in silence, and then slowly turn from chicks to eaglets. Then soar over this sky and laugh at the so-called obstacles and tribulations!