"You don't need a writer, you're an influencer. I can't do that. ”

"And I believe that my work will always be appreciated." Forest dwelling

"Muxi, the first book signed to Wenyuan didn't sell well, and the next book may not be signed." Mr. Jiang

Lin Qi was angry. She looked directly in front of Mr. Jiang's eyes, and there was no trace of fear in her eyes.

"Mr. Jiang, I didn't expect that it is not his talent for you to measure the value of a writer, and how much benefit he can bring to you."

"It turns out that writers are just commodities in your eyes, just like the books they write." After Lin Qi finished speaking, he was ready to leave.

Lin Qi's words hit Mr. Jiang. He used to be a person who cherished talents, but now he seems to have become a mercenary person.

Mr. Jiang slowly opened his mouth: "It's not me." It's this market. ”

"No matter who it is, there will always be more tolerance for good-looking people."

"In the past, appearance was the icing on the cake for talent, but now it's the other way around."

"Coupled with the rapid development of electronic products, the sales of physical books are declining year by year, and we are also forced to do so."

"A traffic star can have millions of sales when he releases an album. But a writer's book, no matter how well it is written, may not be cared for. ”

"Muxi, you are still the first writer to refuse to be on the hot search."

"How many writers are begging to be on the hot search. Editorial office, you know it yourself. You didn't object to it at that time. "Mr. Jiang

"That's because your previous copywriter discussed with us, and it wasn't so exaggerated. And the writer himself agreed. Yu ed

"As a result, didn't you buy it for nothing?" Mr. Jiang's tone was full of helplessness.

"Mr. Jiang, we just have to do what we need to do, don't lose our hearts for the sake of profit." Editor-in-chief of Qi

Mr. Jiang didn't say much. He silently got up and walked out of the conference room, and the people in the distribution department also exited the conference room.

Every word that Mr. Jiang said, Lin Qi could actually understand. He's right, in today's life, watching a short video for three seconds will be swept away if it can't attract interest.

TV series, those who are not good-looking are not worthy of being the protagonists, and multiple viewing has become inevitable. The hot search headlines on Weibo seem to always be celebrity gossip.

Whether it's a scientist or a writer, not many people care about them. A rookie writer, if you want to publish a book, you need a fan base.

"'Don't Think' will be published in March." Mr. Jiang walked to the door and said.

"Muxi, you are a spiritual writer. I don't want you to lose your aura. Hopefully, no matter how long it has been, you will be able to hold on to everything you have held on to today. "Mr. Jiang

Editor Yu still wanted to say something to Lin Qi, but Editor-in-Chief Qi seemed to have something to say. Editor Yu went back to his post first.

"Qiqi, Mr. Jiang was indeed not like this before. It's just that in the last year, none of the writers we signed up for had the sales volume we expected. ”

"There are many old writers who also feel that they can't keep up with what readers want now, and they haven't published new works for a long time."

"Coupled with the emergence of many new ones, online literature has become a major trend, and fewer people are willing to read physical books. So, the pressure on their distribution department is really not small. Editor-in-chief Qi

"Auntie, I'm actually angry, but I understand. If there is any marketing that needs to be cooperated with in the future, I am also willing, that is, I don't want to be praised as a genius. ”

"Also, don't mention Lin Da. I'm afraid that being picked up will affect my life. "Lin Qi

"yes, I know." Editor-in-chief of Qi

"You just said that you were going to have dinner with your boyfriend, and Zijie came with you?" Editor-in-chief of Qi

"Well, he's waiting for me downstairs. It's been so long, I'm going to look for him first. "Lin Qi

"Good. I have time to play at home. Editor-in-chief Qi

"Okay." Forest dwelling

Looking at Lin Qi's distant back, Editor-in-Chief Qi couldn't help but sigh: "My son's eyes are really good. ”

Lin Qi went to find An Zijie as soon as he got downstairs.

"Applejack." Lin Qi threw himself into An Zijie's arms.

"How's it going, what did you say?" An Zijie

Lin Qi hugged An Zijie and didn't let go: "It's the first time I've faced such a scene, and I'm a little tired. Charge first. ”

"Okay." An Zijie hugged Lin Qi tightly and let her stay in his arms.

"Alright, let's go. Go to eat. "Lin Qi

"Okay."

"What do you want to eat?" An Zijie

"Hmm...... I want to eat Malatang. "Lin Qi

"Okay, then let's go eat Malatang." An Zijie

Lin Qi and An Zijie went to a Malatang shop. Walking into the store, Lin Qi's whole person seemed to be resurrected with full blood.

Lin Qi took a lot of vegetables. An Zijie saw that Lin Qi ordered a lot, and felt that she would definitely not be able to finish eating, so she took some less.

"That's all you take? Not hungry? "Lin Qi

"Enough. Enough for sure. "An Zijie

"Okay." Lin Qi and An Zijie changed a pot.

"It seems that I am very good at eating, change it, and when it is cooked, you will give it to me." Forest dwelling

"Okay." An Zijie

The two of them took the number plate and found a place to wait for the meal.

An Zijie's mother sent An Zijie a WeChat message.

Mother Ann: Son, you have a good eye

An Zijie: Did you know?

Mother An: Lin Qi is a little different from what I imagined, but I like her more.

In addition to being cute, beautiful and talented, Mother Ann is also calm, gentle and atmospheric. Most importantly, she is very assertive.

An Zijie: I've always liked her.

"Who are you messaging with? It can't be the little sister who calls you Brother Zijie. Forest dwelling

"It's not. It's my mom. She praises you. ”

"What, are you jealous?" An Zijie

"Not really. Besides, you're not going to do anything that makes me jealous, are you? "Lin Qi

"Well, that's right." An Zijie

"What did you say at today's meeting? Has the publication date been set? "An Zijie

"Well, it's decided. As previously planned, in March. "Lin Qi

"That's just over a month left. What's wrong? Qiqi, you don't seem to be very happy? "An Zijie

"I hadn't thought about sales before, and now I'm a little worried about whether the book won't sell. The main reason is that I am afraid that Wenyuan will lose money. ”

"At today's meeting, I seem to have experienced the difficulty of being a person in the workplace." Forest dwelling

"I don't know what you discussed at today's meeting, but I'm sure your book will sell well. I think your efforts will not be disappointed. "An Zijie

"Hopefully. Don't think about it so much. At least I like this work myself, and that's enough. Right. "Lin Qi

"Yes. And me, and Amo, Xingchen, Yucheng, Yuyan, and your roommates all love it. "An Zijie

"Hmm." Forest dwelling

Lin Qi's spicy scalding is ready.

"Did I just order so much?" Forest dwelling

"That's right." An Zijie

Looking at his big bowl, Lin Qi hurriedly clipped some to An Zijie.

"Why are you so little, you need to eat more." Forest dwelling

"Look, I said it's enough." An Zijie had already guessed that this would be the case.

Lin Qi smiled embarrassedly.

It doesn't matter what the sales are. Lin Qi knew that Lin Qi had just embarked on the journey of writing.

Whether there are more flowers or more thorns on the road is something you have to walk on to find out. Fortunately, someone will always be with you.

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