"What's wrong?"

The little white-faced colleague has been observing Mr. Orange, and when he saw that he was quite happy, his face suddenly became tangled.

He got up curiously and came over to look, and after glancing at the screen, "Wow, there are so many typos!" ”

As an editor, whether it is Mr. Orange or a white-faced colleague, the first job they have done since joining the company is proofreading.

This is the most basic job for editors, and it is also the most painful work, and sometimes there are typos and money will be deducted, so many editors are right about typos, not to mention that they hate it, and it will also cause psychological discomfort after seeing it.

That's why it's important to reduce typos in your submissions.

Because many editors know that typos in the submission may not necessarily affect the quality of the article, but they will involuntarily have resistance, and the impression points will directly pull the crotch, and if the writing is not good, the manuscript will be killed directly.

But other people's typos are unintentional.

Typos in this manuscript -

The little white-faced colleague has a striking black headline, "Close-up hug", which feels like mocking their editor.

This is absolutely intentional.

"Master, this is really Mr. Jiang Yang's manuscript—"

The little white-faced colleague was halfway through his words, so that Mr. Orange interrupted, "Don't talk, go back, go back to your seat." ”

Mr. Orange pushes a little white-faced colleague.

It dawned on him that the typos were useful.

The little white-faced colleague looked at Mr. Orange, and he saw it again.

He sat back in his seat in admiration, the teacher is the teacher, this glance is ten lines, there are several lines of typos in the article can be read with relish, and the cultivation from a person is not at home.

The office fell silent.

There is only the sound of Mr. Orange sliding the mouse, and occasionally the sound of him eating oranges.

The little white-faced colleague knows Mr. Orange's habits, when he sees the highlights, he will eat oranges, oranges are cold and sweet, just like seeing wonderful science fiction, sometimes it is not a warm heart, but a chill in the heart.

In almost three hours, Mr. Orange finished reading.

He leaned back in his chair and let out a long breath of mixed feelings.

Mr. Orange likes hard sci-fi, which is not the case.

But I have to say that this book is already so good, even if it's not very sci-fi, it makes him like it.

There's a lot to think about in it.

The little white-faced colleague has been observing Mr. Orange.

When he saw Mr. Orange finish reading it, he leaned over and asked, "Master, how is Mr. Jiang Yang's masterpiece?" ”

The last time Mr. Orange reviewed "The Country Teacher", he didn't have a chance to see it.

The manuscript was reviewed by another publishing house.

The little white-faced colleague wants to know too much about what level Mr. Jiang Yang writes science fiction.

How to put it, he is looking forward to writing badly.

Everyone is a little white face, and marrying the big demon king is almost enough.

Now if you write science fiction, it's not a question of jealousy or not, it's a betrayal!

A naked betrayal of their little white faces!

Mr. Orange shook his head, "Well, this sci-fi is not sci-fi. ”

The little white-faced colleague understood.

"There are more typos!"

He took the opportunity to condemn the betrayer.

Mr. Orange shook his head: "But it's definitely a really good book. ”

The only science fiction thing is an operation.

There is no scientific theory to support this operation, and then with the help of this setting, a story about human nature is told.

Charlie's path to becoming smart is almost the same as a person's life, growing up from a naïve child to a person with knowledge, and becoming confused when he is dying. It then explores the relationship between the family of origin, co-workers, and lovers.

Charlie has not been pursuing wisdom all his life, but has always wanted to confirm that he is a person.

A person who is liked by his parents, treated by his colleagues kindly, and who has a lover to grow old together.

But—

Just like many ordinary people, although they are not old, their hearts are old, and in the face of reality, they can only say a rare and confused sentence.

People who can be sure that they are individuals, how many people are in this red dust?

"Huh?"

The little white-faced colleague poured a basin of cold water on it.

Mr. Orange told Little Whiteface, "Also, this book has this typo!" ”

Mr. Orange thinks this is a cool idea!

It's amazing!

In a sense, Mr. Orange finds it as amazing and convincing as the narrative that also comes from Jiang Yang's "The Mystery of Roger".

This kind of textual unexpected and reasonable design gives the reader a very amazing feeling.

The sense of substitution is great!

Mr. Orange reads and reads and immerses himself in it.

At the end of the reading, Charlie became stupid again, and when he told the teacher that he had lost the book, he almost broke his defense.

Damn it!

Mr. Orange now understands his wife's mood when he sees Jiang Yang's tear-jerking ads.

It's too knife!

On several occasions, Mr. Orange almost couldn't hold back his tears.

He was convinced by Jiang Yang.

"Young man."

Mr. Orange got up to make tea, and patted Xiaobai's shoulder by the way, "Put away your jealousy, look at Jiang Yang's, you will bow down under his pomegranate skirt." At first, I wasn't convinced, but - really amazing! ”

The little white face pursed his lips.

He looked at his watch, "I'm going to get off work, I'll watch it tomorrow, I asked my girlfriend to watch a play." ”

He packed his things.

"Hey, by the way, "Country Teacher" should be released, you can watch it."

Mr. Orange reminded him.

Last time, the little white-faced colleague wanted to see it, but Mr. Orange didn't let him see it, after all, it had to be kept secret.

Then, this morning, Susan sent a message to Mr. Orange that the new book was on sale.

"Oh."

The little white face agreed.

He picked up his school bag, beckoned to Mr. Orange, and left work first.

Mr. Orange also plans to get off work.

He looked at his phone and found that the bearded man was chatting in the group, and @ him, asking him how Jiangyang's new book was.

He replied three words in the group: "Fuck! ”

Liu Tao didn't understand: "What does this mean, good or bad?" ”

"See for yourselves then."

Sister Chen was bubbling at this time, and @他, "Send me the proofread version." ”

Sister Chen is still very curious when she sees Mr. Orange's evaluation of this, since she has the opportunity, she will watch it in advance, of course, she must watch it in advance, and look, of course, she must look at the proofreading, it looks smooth and the experience is good.

Mr. Orange: It hasn't changed.

As the editor of Jiangyang, Liu Tao has a deep understanding when he hears the words: "It's hard to change, right? But Jiang Yang, who has no typos, is not Jiang Yang, so change it. ”

Mr. Orange: "Let's make a bet, I dare to send out Jiang Yang's manuscript with a bunch of typos." ”

Sister Chen: ?

Sister Chen: I can see that there are a lot of typos.

The bearded ones bubbled one after another, and they felt that Mr. Orange's cowhide was blowing up.

Liu Tao: I don't believe it!

Mr. Orange: Make a bet. If I lose, I'll invite you to dinner, and if you lose, buy ten copies for one person in the next issue, right?

Liu Tao: Is your magazine so sluggish?

Bearded: Bet!

Liu Tao and they also agreed.

They haven't seen a bunch of typos in a magazine yet.

If Mr. Orange really dares to send it out, this is a spectacle of the world, what if they buy ten copies?

(End of chapter)