Reckless man of entertainment who started from a novel

Chapter 261 Please enter the urn! [3k, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket! 】

A few minutes later, Qingfeng and Lixia came to the editor-in-chief's office and told Taishan the ins and outs of the incident.

After Taishan listened, he pondered for a moment and said to Qingfeng:

"Qingfeng, you can contact Huang Tian Dangli to appease him, just tell him that the book will not be sealed for the time being, and ask him to be more honest."

"Eh."

"Okay." Tai Shan waved his hand and said, "Qingfeng, go and do your work first."

"Yes."

Qingfeng nodded, left the office, and closed the door behind him.

Tai Shan got up, filled his thermos with boiling hot water, and then sprinkled a handful of wolfberries.

He took out a cigarette from his jacket pocket, lit one for himself, and lit one for Lixia.

"sit."

Tai Shan sat on the sofa beside him and patted the empty seat beside him.

Li Xia sat on the seat, Tai Shan sighed:

"Li Xia, it's unavoidable to meet such a person in our business, it's not worth it."

"As soon as he put the recording on the Sky Forum and exposed it, it will turn into yellow mud and fall into the crotch. It's either shit or shit."

"The cost of sealing the book is too high... Please forgive me."

"It's my fault..." Li Xia recalled, forced a smile and said:
"My words were too fierce, and I left him something to talk about."

"Ah."

Taishan asked: "Is this book written by Li Xiang's apprentice?"

"That's right, but Li Xiang didn't think it was good enough, so he rejected Dai Xuewen's book. The book he's serializing now is called "I've Been Slaying Demons for 30 Years" and it's done well. It's in the third place on the new book list." Li Xia replied .

Tai Shan threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and said with a smile:

"No. [-] on the new book list? That's really good."

"How many thousands of words did Dai Xuewen write in this waste manuscript?"

Li Xia replied: "The content of the main text is only [-] words, and the outline of the plot is about [-] words."

Tai Shan nodded: "That's coming soon, Huang Tiandangli's book is [-] to [-] words long, let's see what he can write, don't worry."

"Yeah." Knowing the result of this matter, Li Xia just smoked a cigarette, and there was still a trace of depression between his brows.

Tai Shan patted him on the shoulder, admonishing him earnestly:
"Lixia, I know you feel uncomfortable, but our family is big now, not like it was back then."

"If we were a small website more than ten years ago, if we encountered such a thing, you wouldn't need to tell me, I would be the first to kill him."

"But bear it now?"

"it is good!"

Li Xia smiled and said: "I also want to see what he can write after one hundred thousand characters."

After smoking, Li Xia got up and said, "Then I'll go out first, and explain to Li Xiang."

"go Go."

Tai Shan waved his hand, picked up the vacuum flask, and returned to his seat.

at the same time.

【Group Name: Chatting Group of the Authors of the Street】

[Feng Ye Xiao Xiao: The book signed to [-] million at the beginning has a fast writing style and rhythm, and there are tens of thousands of words at an interval, and the rhythm of the writing and wording will be slightly different. It should be produced by the studio, at least two gunmen! 】

[Book and sword both have no success: Fengshen, will Qihang also have a studio? 】

Dai Xuewen was very curious.

Because in his impression, studios are basically more on external sites and free sites.

As for Qihang, he has always believed that there is no studio.

[Feng Ye Xiaoxiao: The studio... how should I put it, there will definitely be some, but the setting sail environment is not suitable for the survival of the studio, but your sign-in flow is hard to say, because it is very white, but the studio’s The rhythm and style of writing will be more suitable. 】

[Feng Ye Xiaoxiao: Moreover, things like wording and rhythm are my personal opinion. The average reader will not be able to tell the difference. If it is a book from the studio, it is also the book that the studio focuses on. The level of the shooter is different. Low, at least thirty thousand words. 】

[Shanshui Yicheng: By the way, didn't Sword God find an editor? How is the matter handled? 】

[Knife in hand: It's not easy to deal with Lixia, after all, it's a waste manuscript... This matter is unclear, and that bastard even made a phone recording, Tai Shan chatted with me privately, and read it after talking about [-] words. 】

[Cang Shanyue: Why wait until after one hundred thousand words? 】

[Knife in hand: Dai Xuewen's outline was written in [-] words. 】

The Dragon King kept paddling secretly. Seeing that the masters were helpless one by one, he typed directly——

[Dragon King: Isn't it, Arthur?What are our identities?What is the identity of the sword god?They are all bullying us, what are you waiting for? 】

[Dragon King: Wouldn't it be enough to just open a single chapter? 】

【Feng Ye Xiao Xiao: Dragon King, calm down...】

[Cang Shanyue: I'm not boasting, what are our identities?Everyone going outside, is also going to be called a great god by the peers, right? 】

[Cang Shanyue: You don't know the style of the studio, will they take shame?Do you still work in the studio if you want to be shameless?We started spraying just to send heat to his book for no reason. 】

In the dormitory, Li Xiang sat in front of the computer. This matter has developed to the present, and he vaguely has a plan. Li Xiang typed——

[Knife in hand: It’s not cost-effective to start spraying now. If it was really written by the studio, it would be no loss for them to exchange a book. But I read that book, and there are a lot of small rewards. It should be The studio has started to operate, so let him continue to operate and spend money in it. 】

[Knife in hand: 1 to [-] is not too much, and [-] to [-] is not too little.When he feels that this book is going to take off directly, let's do another backstab. 】

[Dragon King: It sounds a bit dark, but I like it. 】

[Knife in hand: I'm here to brazenly ask my apprentice for a few chapters to push, and when the time comes, how much brother can help? 】

As soon as Li Xiang said this, everyone laughed dumbfounded, and replied one after another——

[Cang Shanyue: Isn't this just a matter of your words? 】

[Dragon King: Just let me know when you want Zhang Tuan to tell you. 】

[Shanshui Yicheng: You are still so polite to us. 】

[The wind is blowing; I have washed my hands in the gold basin, but I can appeal to you in the book friend group. 】

After chatting for a long time, Li Xiang directly sent a private message to Dai Xuewen——

[Knife in hand: Do you know how this scrap manuscript got out? 】

【Dai Xuewen: I...】

[Knife in hand: Besides showing it to me, who else has it shown it to? 】

As soon as these words came out, Dai Xuewen fell into memory, even though he had written his second book, but he didn't have many friends in the online literature circle.

In addition to showing the new book to Li Xiang, he always felt a little uneasy. He only showed it to a few people in the same dormitory of the Internet College of Literature...

Is it possible...

Should not be!

[Dai Xuewen: Apart from showing it to you, it was only posted in the dormitory group of our School of Online Literature...]

[Knife in hand: Is it possible?Ok? 】

Dai Xuewen thought over and over again, if the beginning of the novel was really leaked, it could only be one of the five of them.

But... why?

He gets along pretty well with his roommates.

It doesn't make sense!

[Dai Xuewen: I... Maybe it's possible, but I can't believe it...]

[Knife in hand: Forget it, you should be more careful next time. 】

【Dai Xuewen: I understand...】

That night.

Li Xiang fully confided his thoughts and Li Xia's thoughts. It is complicated to say, but it can be summed up in four words - please enter the urn.

Li Xia has never been merciful to this kind of plagiarism.

Because in his opinion, the author's poor grades may just be that the window paper has not been pierced.

But plagiarism is a matter of character. For authors with bad character, he thinks it is a shameful thing to take such shortcuts and detours.

Li Xia sat in the living room and chatted with Tai Shan for a long time.

When there were four or five cigarette butts in the ashtray, Taishan smiled and said: "This trick is a bit weak, is it Li Xiang who taught you?"

Li Xia just smiled and didn't answer.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk too much. After all, I am the editor-in-chief. Who is not allowed to have a few think tanks? I will arrange for you in the technical department. As for whether this fish will catch the bait or not." , it’s up to him.”

"If it's just a waste of manuscripts, then let him go." Taishan smiled, and murderous intent suddenly appeared: "If some unscrupulous studio has caught the line, then let him come and go."

at the same time.

In the Modu apartment, Qingfeng, who is almost thirty and still lives alone, is also on the phone.

"What the hell are you doing? Why didn't you tell me that the two books I signed later were waste manuscripts of Li Xiang's apprentice?"

"Isn't it good to make a fortune secretly? Does it mean we didn't die fast enough if it happened to him?"

Xu Sun was holding the phone, and the old god was sitting on the sofa, looking around, even though it was late at night, in the hall, the sound of more than 20 writers typing on the keyboard was still continuous.

It is true that Qihang is a large website with fierce competition, but it is also because of this that many of the latest trends and ideas in the industry are born here.

Just like the sign-in flow this time.

Xuri has always had a good vision, otherwise he would not have become an editor. He has already ordered the studio to shift the focus of work in the next few months to the mass production of the sign-in flow.

He wanted to take advantage of the time difference when other websites didn't react, and make a lot of fucking money.

Hearing Qingfeng's scolding, Xuyang smoked a cigarette, smiling recklessly and arrogantly:
"If he hadn't been Li Xiang's apprentice, I wouldn't have messed with him. Let's say it clearly, I'm the one who messed with him."

"Do you understand what it means to make a fortune in silence? I'm at a very high risk if I do this. Do you know how many eyes are staring at me every day?"

"I know, I know, Anla, Anla, what are you afraid of?" Xuri comforted the partner's emotions.

But until now, he has not backed down, after all, Qingfeng is already on his boat.

Want to disembark?
Grandma!

"It's a good thing you have the recording in your hand, otherwise the book will be sealed in this wave." Qingfeng let out a long breath, feeling terrified.

"recording?"

Sun Quanfu looked at Sun Quanfu who was eating instant noodles and said with a smile: "There is no recording."

"???" Qingfeng's tone suddenly rose:

"What! No?"

"Of course, Sun Quanfu answered the call. He still has the ability to adapt to changing situations."

"At any rate, I left from Qihang. No one knows Qihang better than me, and understands Mount Tai."

"Don't worry, when did I, Xuri, cheat a friend?"

(End of this chapter)