“…… I've read your new novel. Well, the pace is a little too slow. ”

Outside, the lights of the city were already lit, and the lights on the ground replaced the starry sky and lit up the night.

The lights in the room hadn't had time to turn on, only the computer screen was emitting a faint glow.

Ji Zhuo crackled, typed on the keyboard all afternoon, and his back hurt, but his face was still excited.

He wrote this novel so smoothly that it would be nice to be able to hold back two or three chapters a day.

wrote this novel just to flutter, and he actually gave five chapters in one afternoon.

…… But if you think about it carefully, it's inexplicably a little melancholy.

Skilled, copy and paste into a txt format document, Ji Zhuo directly sent it to his editor.

Less than half an hour later, I received a reply from the editor.

glanced at the time next to it that was already showing that it was almost eight o'clock in the evening,

Are all the editors doing this now?

However, looking at the editor's hesitant words, Ji Zhuo was even more excited.

"Edit: Although it is written quite finely, this kind of slow-burning novel is no longer popular, or it has not been popular at all."

"Edit: And what about the protagonist's golden finger? It won't be nothing, right? ”

Looking at the message sent by the editor on the penguin chat interface, Ji Zhuo became even more excited.

Just kidding, they're all ready to pounce, how can it be that it's only five chapters to be on the golden finger, at least ten chapters.

Excited, his hand crackled on the keyboard, and Ji Zhuo broke with the editor.

"Clumsy and extraordinary: Yes, big guy. Well-behaved .jpg. ”

"Edit: Where? And I read the first few chapters, and I also talked about the strange bones of the protagonist...... This kind of waste firewood flow is not very popular now. ”

"Clumsy and extraordinary: in the later chapters, it appears in about chapter 10.

Edit:......

Edit: Then send me a look.

Clumsy and extraordinary: ahem...... The next few chapters are still in my head......

Edit:......

Edit: What is Goldfinger?

Clumsy and extraordinary: It is a small bottle that can collect the essence of heaven and earth and turn it into spiritual liquid, which can promote the growth of spiritual plants and improve the year.

Edit:...... And then the protagonist takes drugs to upgrade? Is it fast?

Clumsy and Extraordinary: ...... Not very fast.

Edit:...... Why don't we change the gold finger? ”

In another city, a little far away from Ji Zhuo, in an office building.

Ji Zhuo's editor, a man in his early thirties, felt a little headache when he looked at the words of the subordinate author in the chat interface.

After knocking out the message, I couldn't help but rub my temples again.

“…… Lao Xu, why don't you leave after work? ”

The editor on the other side yawned, got up and greeted Ji Zhuo's editor-in-charge.

“…… You go first. I'm here to fight with my authors. ”

Some of the editors in charge of headaches answered.

The editor on the other side couldn't help but smile and left.

Ji Zhuo's editor-in-charge turned his head again, put his hand on the keyboard, and considered the words.

Made, you have to be careful with the euphemism of the authors under you, so as not to undermine the confidence of these authors.

"Edit: The golden finger is too small, why don't you consider letting the spirit liquid be crazy to give birth to the spirit plant, so that the protagonist can control the spirit plant to attack and fight?"

Eh, this one is okay.

Ji Zhuo sat in front of the computer, looking at the message sent by the editor, his eyes lit up at first, this idea is a bit tricky.

Then followed by a quick shake of his head, no, isn't this idea going to be popular, what should I do if my income of 300,000 yuan a month is on fire.

"Editor: The gold finger is too small, lacks a sense of coolness, and it also makes the reader have no sense of substitution."

"Clumsy and extraordinary: Big guy, I think it's a small gold finger to have a sense of substitution. After all, readers don't have a golden finger. In fact, there is no golden finger in this book, this spawning vial is also in the early stage, and the protagonist mainly relies on hard work and obscenity, and develops little by little. ”

Made, genius. The editor in charge pressed his head, crackled and sent two more words.

"Edit: Abusive?

Clumsy and Extraordinary: ......

Editor: Let's not mention this, the name of your book is "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals", I'll ask you something. I read five chapters, where is Xiuxian? ”

Through these lines, Ji Zhuo in front of the computer seems to be able to see his helpless and powerless appearance as the editor.

However, Ji Zhuo, who was corrupted by money, was still laughing shamelessly and laughing wildly.

It's steady, it's steady, the editors are saying this kind of thing, unsteady?

Ha ha!

"Clumsy and extraordinary: In the back, I set the plot like this, that is, this martial arts school now, and the master who accepts the protagonist is a barely cultivated master.

And it's a villain, and the two protagonists don't have any good intentions, just to treat them as furnaces. Then the protagonist relied on the golden finger to fight back, and also obtained the first point of cultivation exercises from him, and this villain who was not kind also taught the protagonist a lesson, allowing him to witness the cruel ...... of the cultivation world"

What master is not a good person, what cruelty in the immortal cultivation world is not all old-fashioned plots, and now this is still in vogue?

Is this unstable? Looking at the words he sent out with satisfaction, Ji Zhuo pondered and nodded.

Then the editor's reaction also made Ji Zhuo more relieved.

"Edit: ...... Why don't we change it?

Clumsy and extraordinary: Editor, tell me bluntly, can you sign it, I can bear it.

Edit: Sign-in is able to sign...... It's just that you don't necessarily have any results. ”

Looking at the editor's words, Ji Zhuo became even more excited.

As an old writer, what does the editor not understand by this?

It's basically a death declaration for the book.

The editor is not optimistic, even if he signs it, he doesn't recommend it. Unless the follow-up data is against the sky,

But is it possible?

No way!

Maybe it's because he's an old author, otherwise sign it, sign a hairy sign.

It's stable, it's definitely stable now.

"Clumsy and extraordinary: big guy. That's still signed, I'll be on the shelves and mix up the full attendance.

Edit: Hmm.

Clumsy and extraordinary: That big guy, I sent it.

Edit: Hmm. ”

No matter how small a mosquito is, it's meat.

Ji Zhuo is a person who wants to make money, and he has more than 1,000 yuan a month.

In a hurry, Ji Zhuo ended the conversation with the editor,

It cuts directly and skillfully to the writer's backstage.

"Plus?"

“…… Forget it. What if an old reader from before came along and let the early data of the book take off. This risk cannot be taken ......"

"Then let's use the same trumpet as before. The trumpet has cut three books. As soon as new readers come, they will slip away as soon as they see that the trumpet's previous conviction is not straightforward. Isn't that more stable? ”

pondering,

Ji Zhuo decisively changed to a trumpet.

Then he got to know it easily, and copied and pasted the five chapters he had written.

Just do it casually with the introduction.,Although the system doesn't allow scribble.,But you don't have to write too seriously.。

“…… See how the boy from the mountain village overcomes all kinds of shortcomings step by step in the world of cultivation, and how he grows into a ......"

"Well, okay, that's it."

The book was published.

In the writer's backstage, there is one more book without a cover - "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals".

A refresh, collection 0.

Ji Zhuo nodded with satisfaction.

Oh, I haven't been tried yet.

But it's okay, no matter how Ji Zhuo looks at this book, which doesn't even have a cover now, it's a street look.

It's steady, it's steady......

Forget it, don't mess with your own milk.

Ji Zhuo, who resolutely did not set up falg, decisively ended his reverie,

However, I still took a look at the encouragement money on the system panel.

300,000 a month, mine.

“…… But now that the new book has been released, what am I going to do more? ”

Orphans live alone, write novels, and have no friends.

It was quiet at this moment, and Ji Zhuo didn't know what to do.