In the adult world, there is only value or no value.

For French fries, this so-called live broadcast is obviously not a worthwhile thing...... It's really beautiful to think about, but he already knows what kind of goods and what kind of things he can write about those writers under his command.

So, he focused more attention on the turbid wine god and Hua Xu Shao's contributions.

After all, talent is important when it comes to writing a book.

It's not that you write millions of words and you're going to be able to get the hang of it. Besides, if everything can be measured by the number of words, then there is nothing to do with those great gods.

As a result, he was still disappointed.

Turbidity Wine took out the urban text that he relied on to become famous, and contributed the classic line of "annual salary of one million dead wages"; And Hua Xu Shao is "devouring the sky" and challenging the patience of French fries again and again.

However, great gods are great gods after all.

Although the degree of care is average, it is not difficult to guarantee the bottom of the book, but the unit price is naturally not very high.

It's just that compared to what he wrote before......

I always feel that something is not as expected.

It's just that in the minds of the two of them, the original aura has long been completely destroyed, and even the french fries don't want to find any reason to save their respect.

Thinking about it carefully, the only thing that reaps happiness may be the people who eat melons in the live broadcast room.

- Although there is no useful knowledge gained, at least, happiness is not like pretending.

As for the fries, in addition to being hit again and again by his ethics, aesthetics, and professionalism as an editor, the most painful thing is that he has to review several books......

The main thing is to grade several books, try to do everything you can to keep the score of each book at a very similar level, and retain a little decency.

This is where the name of the master of serving water with fries comes from.

As for the few people who were commented, the turbid wine was already guaranteed in hand, and there was not much expectation for this manuscript, and Hua Xu Shao was Shenlong who saw the beginning and did not see the end, and he didn't know what kind of intention he had when he voted for this manuscript......

As for Da Zhuang, his face has been tempered, and he is already thicker than the city wall, so he is not ashamed, but proud.

Therefore, the only ones who seem to be hurt are ...... South Peak.

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Nan Feng sat in front of the computer with a blank face.

In the empty bedroom, only the computer screen emitted an undetectable light, illuminating his young face and the unwillingness on his face.

His book is called "Reincarnation of the Immortal Lord".

At least in his opinion, there is nothing wrong with his book, and he also has the intention of being praised by French fries, so he resolutely chose to submit it, and he didn't expect it......

- Worthless.

Although there is no meaning in the words of the fries, there are many things that do not need to be pointed out at all, and Nanfeng himself knows it.

He began to regret why he chose to submit.

Writing a book was his ideal.

In fact, his expectations at the beginning were not very high, and he worked hard to earn some manuscript fees.

It's just that people's hearts will swell.

Like an endlessly inflated balloon, tonight, it was completely punctured.

Nan Feng couldn't have imagined that his so-called ideals and hard work would seem like a clumsy joke in the eyes of everyone.

"Tsk......"

Leaning back in the chair, Nan Feng only felt dazed for a while.

When all efforts were denied in an instant, he felt nothing but a burst of nothingness.

"It seems that I can't find a reason to stick with it!"

Thinking about it, Nan Feng's face couldn't help but show a bitter smile.

The on the public screen is thrown on.

It's just that all these carnivals have nothing to do with Nanfeng for a long time, and the sarcastic words are like sharp knives, stabbing him in the heart and suffocating him.

He sat there with his eyes blank......

……

I don't know how long later, there was a sudden bustling frolic outside the dormitory.

Immediately, the bedroom door opened, and several boys rushed in with excitement on their faces.

"It's so cool, today I finally let the little cubs in the second class know that Lao Tzu is amazing!"

"It's not, before the fight, it was like 2580,000, and after the beating, they all had a gloomy face, as if they were dead mothers......"

"If you want me to say that it's just a local chicken and a dog, it's vulnerable!"

"It's a pity that you didn't go to Nanfeng......"

"Nanfeng? South Peak? ”

Only then did everyone realize that Nan Feng was looking at the computer screen with a dull face, looking depressed......

"Nanfeng, what's wrong?"

The crowd hurriedly gathered around with concern.

"I didn't ...... Nothing ......."

Nan Feng turned his head indifferently and barely pulled out a smile, but this smile was even more ugly than crying.

Everyone was awe-inspiring, but the tacit understanding formed after getting along for a long time made them not continue to ask.

Just sat around and talked about some interesting things that happened today, and tried his best to exaggerate between words, and it took a long time to dispel this slightly embarrassing atmosphere.

The lights are out.

Everyone was lying in bed with different thoughts, unable to sleep for a long time.

"By the way, there are still six months to graduate, what are your plans?"

A weak voice suddenly sounded, with a little temptation, breaking the silence of the night.

The sound of breathing suddenly became rapid and heavy, and the atmosphere in the dormitory became sluggish again......

Yes...... In the blink of an eye, there is only the last half year left in the senior year, and when they return from the winter vacation, they will completely end their college careers.

A little sentimental.

As we all know, the second half of the senior year will not arrange too much coursework, and those who should continue to mix and make progress have already begun to prepare for the graduate school entrance examination, or look for internship opportunities, and integrate with the society in advance.

Everyone fell silent.

But they all knew that neither of them had fallen asleep, they just didn't make a sound.

"I'll forget it, go back and find a job casually, and see if there is a chance to take the public exam......"

Nanfeng raised his head blankly.

It was the sixth man in the next bunk who spoke.

Born in a small city in the fourth or fifth tier of the north, he was also high-spirited when he first entered school, thinking that he could stay, and in his senior year, he was the most active in looking for a job in the entire dormitory, but for some reason, he ended in failure.

Having said that, over the years, they can clearly feel the severity of the employment situation.

Unlike the others in the dormitory, Nanfeng had no worries.

After all, the family has a strong foundation, as long as he is not defeated, it is enough for him to be rich and prosperous to live this life.

It's just that he always has a fire in his heart, and he must do something.

So, he set his sights on the online article.

That magical soil that is creating miracles all the time.

Outcome......

Thinking of the sharp words complained about the fries, Nan Feng still couldn't stop feeling chills.

"You're just a responsible editor, what do you know how to write books?"

Thinking of Brother Yi's previous evaluation of French fries, Nanfeng's whole talent was a little better.

"Yes, it must be like that."

However, there will be a holiday in a few days, and it is time to arrange the total winter vacation.

Lifting the quilt, Nanfeng buried the whole person in, in a vain attempt to isolate himself from this world.

"And ......"

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he excitedly took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, looked at a message inside, and showed a stupid smirk.

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