"Qingxu, you have to change your temper...... the editor sighed.

"It's not you who told me to push it off? It's already a boat, I can't change it, I'm just a newcomer, it's not a big deal if I offend, let's go meet Mr. Peach Blossom! This time, there are still many famous authors who come to discuss together, how can they make them wait for a long time?"

"Okay. ”

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Without hesitation, he walked out of the Qingyun Publishing Administration, hired a carriage, Liu Ping sat on the car, looked down at the manuscript in his hand, and secretly said in his heart, in the future, his "Three Kingdoms of the Gods" will definitely let the Qingyun Publishing Administration know that newcomers are not something to offend casually.

After a while, I returned to the academy and came to the dormitory. Zhu Yingtai was drinking tea in the room, looking at the scriptures.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, he hurriedly raised his head, and when he saw that it was Liu Ping, he couldn't help but smile: "Writer Liu, how is the new book published?"

Liu Ping approached in three or two steps, took a cup of tea, sighed and said: "Don't say it, it's really annoying, the editor of the Qingyun Publishing Administration actually asked me who was writing the submission information to come over tomorrow because the author of "A Peach Blossom" came over. ”

Zhu Yingtai frowned slightly when he heard this, and asked, "Then what did you say about Fengchang?"

Liu said: "I'm arguing. From now on, I will never go to this Qingyun Publishing House again. ”

"Oh?" Zhu Yingtai asked, "Fengchang, you don't write novels anymore?"

Liu Ping was stunned for a moment, and said strangely: "Of course I write it." ”

Zhu Yingtai said: "Then do you know that this Qingyun Publishing is the first publishing house in Yangzhou, selling books all over the country, and is famous all over the world?

Liu Ping was a little surprised: "What?

Zhu Yingtai said: "Yes, so when you said that you would never go to Qingyun Publishing House again, I thought you wouldn't write novels." ”

Liu Ping said: "Then why don't I go to this book publishing house?"

Zhu Yingtai said: "But the path of this book publishing house is too narrow, the quality of the novel has always been slightly poor, and it is about to go out of business, even if the novel is good, if it is a new author, it is estimated that he will not dare to publish it to you." ”

"Don't worry, as long as they see my novels, they should gamble once!" Liu said confidently, but he was still a little apprehensive, if the editor of the Youshu Publishing House had no eyes, then the way to write novels and make money would probably be cut off in a short time.

Shaking his head slightly, he continued: "But then again, you know a lot, Jiezhi. ”

Zhu Yingtai said with a smile: "In the past, at home, my parents didn't allow me to go out, except for reading, I only had to read these novels as a pastime, and over time, I knew more." ”

"Then do you know the location of the Traveling Book Publishing House?"

Zhu Yingtai nodded and said, "Of course I know, it's on Shifang Street in Luyuan in the east of the city." ”

After saying the address, he sighed again: "Fengchang, you really don't hit the south wall and don't look back, by the way, don't let the gentlemen know about this matter, if you are known, you will definitely not have good fruit to eat, and they will not support you to write a novel." ”

Liu Ping nodded: "I naturally know this." ”

Zhu Yingtai looked at Liu Ping's determined appearance, and knew that he couldn't persuade him, so it was better to let him plant his heels, knowing the sore spots, it would be much easier to persuade him again.

Poetry and the like, talent is enough, but this novel is really not so easy to write. The text seems to look at the mountains and does not like the flat, it needs twists and turns, ups and downs, all kinds of designs, and it also needs to be perceived, life experience, too much. Although Zhu Yingtai felt that Liu Ping was very talented, he still didn't believe that he could write a good novel. Besides, even if it is a good novel, the traveling book publishing house, which is about to collapse, may not have the courage to publish it.

Her attitude, Liu Ping naturally knew what it meant, shook her head, and did not make much excuses, besides, she was indeed a little apprehensive, will this "Three Kingdoms of the Gods" really be a big hit?

There was no class in the afternoon, and after Liu Ping and Zhu Yingtai had a meal in the cafeteria, they went to the Youshu Publishing House on Shifang Street in Naluyuan alone.

When I first came here, I couldn't help but be a little surprised. Compared with the General Administration of Qingyun Publishing, this book publishing house is simply a cloud and mud difference.

I saw that the doorway here was deserted, no one came in or out, and the porter inside was leaning against the pillar and dozing, which made Liu Ping very suspicious, was it wrong?

I looked at the plaque again, and it was indeed Youshu Publishing House.

"It's not the General Administration, it's just a branch, but it's too miserable, isn't it?" Liu Ping muttered softly, very sympathetic to this traveling book publishing house, which was squeezed by the behemoth Qingyun Publishing so that it had no place to live.

I didn't have the ambition to think I could be the savior of this traveling book publisher. Instead, thinking back to Zhu Yingtai's words, he was slightly worried, can his "Three Kingdoms of the Gods" really be published smoothly?

Liu Ping shook his head and whispered to himself: "Why do you want to do so much? If you can't get out, you can't get out, and when you win the promotion or jinshi in the future, you will vote for other publishing houses, and it's not that there is no hope." ”

As soon as he entered, the guy who was sleeping on the pillar happened to open his eyes in a daze, and saw that someone came in, still a Xiucai in a green shirt, and so young, he was stunned and stared straight at Liu Ping.

Liu Ping asked casually: "How do I get to the submission office?"

"Huh?" the young man answered, but did not answer, obviously just fell asleep, just woke up and did not react to rush over, after a while, finally reacted, exclaimed: "Ah!"

"Huh?" Liu Ping was a little puzzled.

This guy's old face turned red, touched the back of his head and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I just fell asleep, I don't know why you are here?" suddenly remembered that Liu Ping had just asked, and immediately said: "Oh! I have already asked, how to go to the submission office, I will take you there!"

"......" Liu was speechless, followed the guy inside, and after a while came to the submission office, but there was no working editor here.

"The editors are still in the editing office, I'm going to call them over, you sit here and wait a moment. ”

"Hmm. Liu Ping nodded, walked in, and found that there was a lot of dust on the chair, "It seems that no one has come here to submit articles for many days, look at this posture, it is indeed about to go out of business......"

With a slight wave of his hand, the dust disappeared instantly, and he sat down and closed his eyes to recuperate, because it was too quiet, and his ears were good, he could faintly hear the sound of drinking and fisting inside, and after a while, there was the shout of the young man just now: "Gentlemen, someone has submitted, which of you has gone over to take a look?"

Someone responded: "Wang Erxiao, what are you kidding? How can someone come and submit? Go! Go! Go! Don't disturb us drinking!"

The second Wang said: "Is there really someone who submitted! It's not a lie, are you going or not?"

Some editors said: "Alas, submission, finally someone has submitted? I remember that last year there were still many people who submitted, but this year there is no one, even if there are people? Can the quality of the novel really be published? Can it really be published, can we have the ability to publish it? I'm afraid it will go out of business next year!"

Someone shouted: "Zheng Xiu, are you drunk? Don't talk nonsense, it's terrible to be heard by the editor-in-chief!"

"Hahaha, when I came here with great ambitions, I just wanted to make a career, but I didn't want to be this result, who caused it?

"Okay, okay, you all don't quarrel, I'll go and see, I'm going to drink and continue drinking, but it's better not to talk about this, talk this nonsense, understand?"