A Perfect Life Beginning as a Light Novel Writer

Chapter 3 Contribution
Yunding Bookstore, Qingkong Bookstore, Fantasy Literature, Sakura Library, Red Maple Literature.

This is the name of the five major light novel serial publishing clubs in Nancheng, the provincial capital city.
Basically, the headquarters of these five bookstores are all in the CBD area of ​​Nancheng and Chengbei, so Xia Yan doesn't have to travel all over the city.

After spending an hour on the bus, Xia Yan first came to the headquarters building of Hongfeng Literature.

Naturally, the 200-meter-high office building in front of him cannot be the office of Hongfeng Literature.

Its office area is limited to the 21th to [-]st floors.
Before coming here, Xia Yan had repeatedly checked the situation of five light novel publishing houses through various channels.

After registering at the front desk, I stepped into the elevator with a little trepidation.

It was ten o'clock in the morning, and the flow of people in the office building was not too complicated. Xia Yan was alone in the elevator, and he pressed the button for the [-]th floor with anxiety, before the elevator door was about to close.
A pair of slender white hands reached in and blocked the elevator door.

The elevator door slid open after touching something. Xia Yan looked at it. A girl wearing a peaked cap and a mask on her face walked into the elevator with a stack of translucent plastic file bags containing documents, and then hugged the file bags in the elevator. chest.

After she came in, she stood a little away from Xia Yan in the elevator.

The girl is about 1.6 meters tall, with black hair reaching her waist, wearing a light red sportswear on her upper body, and slightly loose beige trousers on her lower body. She wears a peaked cap and a mask, so she can't see her face, but her eyes are exposed, and the eyes are white and delicate. With her smooth skin and overall face shape, Xia Yan can basically judge that she should be a pretty girl.

Her finger pressed the button for the nineteenth floor.
Xia Yan didn't peek on purpose, but just noticed these details normally.

But with a glance, he happened to see some document information in the translucent file bag that the girl was holding.
On the first page, a few large characters "Yesterday's starlight!" were written with colored markers, followed by a stack of paper documents.

Contact her again and press the elevator to the nineteenth floor.

what.
It should, probably. It is also the same as me who contributed.

Xia Yan thought in his mind.

Hmm, starlight yesterday?

What type of novel?

Some thoughts flashed in Xia Yan's mind, maybe he stared at the girl's portfolio files a little presumptuously, the girl's vigilance increased, and her standing position was fine-tuned.

On the way up the elevator, there was an inexplicable atmosphere in the elevator, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"I'm sorry. I just want to remind you. If you want to go to Red Maple Literature to submit a manuscript, you have to go to the [-]th floor. The [-]th floor is the office of the operation department and senior editors. The [-]th floor is where the editors accept contributions from newcomers." place." Xia Yan preemptively used dialogue in an attempt to ease the embarrassment.

After all, it is true that it was a bit impolite for me to stare at the file bag that was held on my chest.

As soon as he spoke, indeed, the girl's vigilance was relaxed by half.

"Thank you." After a few seconds of silence, the girl raised her hand and turned off the lighted button on the nineteenth floor of the elevator.

Her voice was crisp and her tone was slightly cold, but after she replied to Xia Yan, most of the embarrassment in the elevator basically dissipated.

"You're welcome." Xia Yan smiled politely.

Then the two were silent.

The twentieth floor arrived soon, and the two walked out of the elevator one after the other and walked through the corridor. The corridor was covered with posters from the beginning to the end.

They are all illustrations of Hongfeng Literature's light novels that have been well-known in the southern province over the years. The works on these posters are the facade of Hongfeng Literature. There are millions of copies.

There are quite a few works in it. Xia Yan has a full collection of books at home.

After walking through the corridor, Xia Yan finally came to the office hall of Hongfeng Literature.
once in
Crowded.

After all, it is an area dedicated to newcomers' submissions, but in the light novel world, who has the most people?
That's right, the most newcomers.Even on such a cold day on February [-]rd, there were seven or eight people queuing in the waiting room.

In the editorial office area in the middle, stacks of novel manuscripts mailed from various places, or submitted by creators on the spot, are checked carefully by the reviewed editors.

"You two, are you here to contribute?"

The reception lady has long black silk legs, wearing a professional OL skirt, and greeted her with a smile on her face. She has worked here for many years, and Xia Yan and the girl who walked with the elevator came here for a purpose, you can tell at a glance.

"Um"

"That's right."

The two almost spoke together.

The girl in the red sportswear and the mask took another look at Xia Yan's face.

It turned out that he also came to contribute.
"Come here..." the receptionist smiled.

"There are seven more people ahead of you two, but don't worry.. our field review editor will be meeting with you in 10 minutes."

"Two 10 minutes?" The masked girl asked for confirmation.

"That's right. Two to 10 minutes!" After the reception lady confirmed, she took the two of them to the waiting area and left.

"Two 10 minutes, seven people." The girl in the mask looked at the room directly opposite the other exit of the waiting room.

The shadow from the frosted glass shows that there is only one on-site review editor inside.
Simple information actually reveals the cruelty of this industry.

There are only dozens of periodicals of various types, large and small, under Red Maple Literature, and each periodical has only a dozen novel serial positions.

In most cases, only when the old serialized novels are finished, will new serialized seats be filled.

However, this limited number of serial seats is contested by a large group of imaginative young girls from Southern Province who are influenced by various Two-dimensional literature and want to bet their careers on light novel writers.

Most people's contributions are cannon fodder and rubbish.
Experienced editors only need to spend one or two minutes to read a few thousand words to decide the fate of a submitted novel.

The girl in the mask held the transparent file bag in her hand and exerted a little more force.

As for Xia Yan
Instead, he looked around in his seat and asked the receptionist to pour him a cup of hot coffee.

There is nothing to be nervous about. If a proud work created by pouring heart and soul into it is rejected within 1 minute, it must be a huge blow to the creator.

But strictly speaking, Xia Yan is not the creator of the actual plot of Journey of Youth, so even if the plot of Journey of Youth is denied, he will not be too sad.

"Xia Yan" the reception lady signaled Xia Yan to enter the reception room.

Not even 10 minutes, only 15 minutes, after the seven people in front walked out of the reception room dejectedly, it was finally Xia Yan's turn.

"Hey, here we come." Xia Yan cheered up, and excitedly carried the photocopied document of Youth Journey, pushed the door, and stepped into it.

(End of this chapter)