"300,000 per second: Come out for dinner tomorrow night?"

"Chaos Chronicles: Tomorrow night? You don't have to be free.

300,000 per second: What, dating someone else?

Chaos Age: How can there be another beauty. I'm busy writing a new book. I've finished writing a book before, and I'm preparing a new book.

300,000 per second: Well, that's fine. Another day?

Chaos Age: Well, another day. ”

Bedrooms, bedrooms, Ji Zhuo lying on the bed.

Holding a mobile phone is peeking at the sand sculpture author group, and some news in the reader group,

suddenly received a message from Yun Qingmu.

I slightly felt that Yun Qingmu's tone was a little strange tonight, but he didn't go too seriously.

glanced at the news in the two groups again, nothing interesting, and no one was racing,

And he withdrew.

“TiMi！”

Ji Zhuo fought again in the game.

In the end, it ended with being reported and given away.

……

"Edit: I've completed the handover, and I'm now working as an editor on the Feimo side. How's your new book going, big guy?

Edit: I'm counting on your new book to get me off to a good start.

Clumsy and extraordinary: in writing, in writing.

Edit: Big guy. Truth be told, is it still in the stage of creating a new title?

Clumsy and extraordinary: Big guy, sometimes you still need to maintain a little trust between people.

Edit: So in the experiential life phase?

Clumsy and Extraordinary: Huh? Big guy, has Ann monitored?

Edit: ......"

The editorial department of non-ink novels is also in the magic capital.

It's not far from the headquarters of Shiyue.com.

After handing over the work of the headquarters of Shiyue.com, the pen and ink came directly.

Today is the second day of taking office as the editor-in-chief of the first editorial group of non-ink novels.

On the first day, he was probably familiar with several editors and office environments in the editorial team, and with him, there were five editors in charge of the editorial team.

In addition to him, there are four people in the editorial team, three female editors, and one male editor, which is slightly yin and yang.

I also got familiar with the office environment.

Today, the pen and ink have just officially begun to work.

Sitting at the desk, looking at the chat history that Ji Zhuo had communicated with on the computer,

Penmo shook his head,

It seems that I can't count on Ji Zhuo's new book for a while.

Then I opened his work mailbox and began to look through some contributions.

knew that he had come to Feimo Novels as the editor-in-chief, and some ordinary authors under him before had also contributed to him.

However, some of these authors' works are good and some are more stretched.

……

On the other side, Ji Zhuo was on his way back to his residence from the Guangming Welfare Institute.

Glancing at the last message from the editor, Ji Zhuo put away his phone.

In the past two days,

Ji Zhuo basically went to the welfare home to play with the group of children in the morning during the day, which can be regarded as getting used to the children's whimsical way of thinking, and it can be regarded as looking for inspiration.

Then in the afternoon, I went back to grinding against the computer.

He has never written a fairy tale theme, and it can be described as stumbling.

It feels more difficult to write than the previous "Seven Days of Hell".

After tossing and turning for several days, I wrote a few chapters after deletion, deletion and revision.

But I've made up my mind to write fairy tales,

So what can be done, is to do it.

"Gan!"

Gritting his teeth, he cursed in a low voice,

Ji Zhuo sped up his pace, stopped a taxi on the side of the road and rushed home to continue the code.

……

“…… The scarecrow in the field showed the way to the shepherd boy riding an old cow. ”

“…… It just told the shepherd boy that that direction was frequented by people leaving the village, and that it should be a lively place. ”

“…… Crackling......"

The time is to play with the children in the morning,

In the afternoon, I stumbled on the keyboard, and the words passed quickly.

The number of newly written chapters is increasing, and the plot is gradually progressing.

The shepherd boy in the book left Xinghua Village and gradually walked on the road, and also encountered some people and things.

There are those mentioned in the introduction, and there are those that are not mentioned in the introduction.

"Hoo ......"

In the evening, the night spreads across the sky.

I'm finishing another chapter.

Ji Zhuo let out a long breath and stopped the action of coding words in his hand.

“…… Six chapters, almost close to 20,000 words. Submissions are enough. ”

Ji Zhuo glanced at the chapters that had been written, and muttered to himself,

And then thinking about what might happen next, I feel like laughing,

“…… The editor looked at my submission of the fairy tale novel and didn't know what to think. ”

Then I thought about it, and I felt that I seemed to live up to the editor's expectations, and I was a little sorry for the editor.

“…… Forget it, maybe writing a fairy tale will also become popular. ”

Shaking his head, he didn't think much more.

Ji Zhuo copied and pasted, and copied the written six chapters of the manuscript into the same document.

I changed the name and sent it directly to the editor.

"Clumsy and extraordinary: "The Shepherd Boy Seeks Immortals". docx

Clumsy and extraordinary: Big guy, I've written a few new chapters, you can take a look.

Edit: Okay, I'll take a look right away. ”

This way. is still working overtime in the editorial department of non-ink novels.

received the submission message from Ji Zhuo, first glanced at it quickly, and then had time to look at the manuscript paper sent by Ji Zhuo.

"Shepherd Boy Seeking Immortals"

Looking at the title of the book, the pen and ink couldn't help but pause,

Started to have a headache.

Sure enough, this author never came as expected.

Just this name, if it wasn't for Ji Zhuo's sending it, he wouldn't want to look at it.

At first glance, it is the name of a street fighting novel.

Holding back this thought, Bimo took two deep breaths,

Calm down, try not to be prejudiced against the content of this novel because of the name.

I don't know what type of novel this author wrote this time,

The most unpopular classical Xianxia in Xianxia?

While thinking, he clicked on the document with pen and ink.

Then he paused again.

This author is at the top of the document, and the top line deliberately marks the type of the book.

"Category: Fairy tales. Medium and long-form. ”

Just look at the word 'fairy tale',

The pen and ink face became complicated, and the whole expression was indescribable.

I just want to complain, but there are too many slots for half of the time, and I don't know where to start.

It's uncomfortable to hold on to your chest.

“…… Web novel site, you write fairy tales ......"

After holding it for a long time, it took such a sentence to come out of the pen and ink mouth,

Finally, the tightness in my chest was much less.

But the expression is more complicated.

It's not a fiction like this,

The title of the novel is all "On the wedding day, the woman added a bride price, and I was angry and married my brother-in-law's daughter-in-law", "The nuclear bomb flooded, I repaired the Da Luo Fa"

Just this kind of fiction site, you write fairy tales......

Resist the urge to keep complaining.

Bimo took a few more deep breaths and calmed down repeatedly.

Then I continued to read with the psychological preparation of reading fairy tales.

Then there's the introduction.

"Drink the dew of magnolia in the morning, eat the autumn chrysanthemum in the evening, and stay in the wood of the sycamore at night......"

Well?

This sentence seems to have some meaning.

Looking at this introduction, the overall is decent, but the first sentence is a little amazing.

Let the pen and ink can't help but light up their eyes,

Then I couldn't help but sigh again,

If it weren't for fairy tales, he would have recognized them all.

Pity.

With this mixed feeling,

The pen and ink continued to read,

And then first I saw it faster,

And then the more you look at it, the slower it gets,

Until it took half an hour to read the opening of the fairy tale of less than 20,000 words in these six chapters twice,

His mood was even more complicated.

What do you say?

He could see that it was a good book,

He could even imagine that an adult and a child would see two stories entirely.

But it's a pity that it's a fairy tale, posted on a non-ink novel, and there is a great possibility of being buried.

"Edit: This is your new book??

Edit:...... It's really not good, you still post it in the first reading Internet café, where the readership base is larger......"