After breaking up, my ex-girlfriend regretted it

Li Qiuran followed Jiujiu up to the 13th floor, and booked two large conference rooms on the 13th floor at seven o'clock.

The male and female video authors are in separate conference rooms.

Jiujiu pointed to the door of Conference Room 3 in front of him and said: "The spring breeze is blowing, this is it. There should be a lecture inside now."

"Ah."

"Do you need me to send a message to Editor-in-Chief Liu Zhan?"

Liu Zhan is the editor-in-chief of the male channel. At this writer training meeting, all matters related to the male channel are under his control.

"Need not."

Li Qiuran waved her hand, "Jiujiu, go ahead and do your work. I'll just go in by myself."

"Okay, call me if you need anything."

Jiujiu nodded, turned around, came to another conference room, and walked in.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

Li Qiuran knocked on the door, then pushed it open and entered.

As soon as he opened the door, the amplified sound from the microphone reached Li Qiuran's ears.

The sound of the door opening was very sudden, instantly attracting everyone's attention, and the sound in the microphone disappeared.

There were about a hundred people in the conference room.

Li Qiuran glanced over and saw that the crowd was roughly divided into three columns, separated by two spacious aisles.

The mahogany tables are neatly arranged, with name tags, mineral water, and uniform pens and papers placed on each table.

The editor's badge contains the name and position.

What is written on the author's nameplate is a pen name and a masterpiece.

In the middle of the first row was a nameplate with editor-in-chief Liu Zhan, and a man in his thirties sitting on the seat.

In the second row are two deputy editors.

The third row is the editor-in-chief of the Seven Points Top Ten editorial team.

After that, a group of editors took their respective authors and sat in their own editorial team positions.

While Li Qiuran looked at everyone, they were also looking at Li Qiuran. Li Qiuran's face could not be seen clearly with the mask on. Everyone in the conference room looked at each other and whispered.

"Who?"

"Is he also the author of Seven Points?"

"I do not know!"

"Could it be a new author?"

"Do you know each other?"

"never seen it."

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The speaker on the stage was a male author named Civet God. He was sharing his writing experience, but was interrupted by Li Qiuran suddenly pushing the door in. He felt a little unhappy and frowned slightly.

"Hello, are you also the author of Seven Points?"

The civet looked Li Qiuran up and down and asked.

When everyone heard this, they instantly became quiet and looked at Li Qiuran.

"Yes."

Li Qiuran nodded, "I was delayed due to some things a few days ago, and I rushed here after finishing my work today, so I'm late."

Civet took a serious look at Li Qiuran and realized that he was really the author of Seven Points.

However, he is not surprised. It is true that some authors have to postpone attending the training meeting for a few days because they have something to do.

Those who can be invited to participate in this exchange meeting are at least LV5 and above authors, even great authors. Everyone has at least one out-of-the-box work, and all of them should not be underestimated.

The civet calmed down the displeasure on his face and softened his tone a bit, "Excuse me, which editorial team are you from? Who is the editor?"

"I am an author working under eight groups of editors, Miaomiao."

After Li Qiuran finished speaking, everyone turned to look at the back row with cheers.

Li Qiuran followed everyone's gaze and was stunned at just one glance.

This face!

Those familiar eyebrows!

A trace of doubt appeared on the pretty face, and the fox's eyes narrowed slightly and stared here.

Meow meow?

Song Miaomiao?

Song Wanrou!

Li Qiuran's heart was filled with turmoil, and he recalled the half-year penguin chat with Song Wanrou in his mind.

Some things that were originally doubtful were instantly solved!

No wonder I always felt that Song Miaomiao was too patient with me.

No wonder she doesn't tell herself her real name.

No wonder Song Miaomiao often chats with him, and even always inquires about his life intentionally or unintentionally.

Wanrou was afraid that she already knew his identity, but why didn't she tell her earlier?

Because Song Wanrou had just arrived, except for Li Qiuran, who was a capable artist, the others were not very top-notch.

In addition to being targeted, Song Wanrou and several of her writers were all assigned seats in the back row at this training meeting.

The confusion on Song Wanrou's face, who was suddenly cueed, has not yet dissipated.

My author?

Who is it?

She didn't remember that the author told her to come later.

Li Qiuran was a little far away from her, and Li Qiuran was wearing a mask, so Song Wanrou did not recognize Li Qiuran.

I just felt that this person's voice sounded familiar, and I thought it was really my own author.

Everyone turned around and looked away. Since he was one of Miao Miao's subordinates, they didn't pay attention to him. He must have been a new author.

At this time, a conference assistant also rushed to Li Qiuran and said softly: "Sir, please follow me."

It seemed that he was leading Li Qiuran to Song Wanrou.

However, Li Qiuran did not move. He was here to support Miaomiao, how could he continue like this.

What's more, Song Miaomiao has become Song Wanrou, the gentle girl who belongs to him, and he wants to grow proud of her.

Li Qiuran looked at the conference assistant and asked, "Hello, do you have my name tag?"

"Sir, what is your pen name and masterpiece?" the conference assistant asked, and explained by the way: "If you are an author who signed up in advance, your name will be backed up."

"If you haven't registered in advance, I will print it out for you later."

"My pen name is - Spring Breeze."

"The representative works include "Fights Break the Sphere" and "Martial Arts"."

"You can just write one of these two books."

Li Qiuran's voice was as usual, not deliberately amplified, but it was enough for everyone in the conference room to hear clearly.

After the words fell, everyone's eyes froze, and their eyes fell on Li Qiuran again.

spring breeze?

The most powerful newcomer king who is called the number one new generation author at Seven Points, but his performance is beaten by all the old authors!

The two fantasy masterpieces he wrote, "Martial Arts" and "Dou Po", occupied the first and second place on the best-seller list and the monthly ticket list!

Both books have more than 80,000 subscriptions, and have the potential to hit 100,000 subscriptions!

The most perverted thing is that after "Dou Po" became popular, this person didn't wait for the book to be finished, and then put on a vest and wrote a new book "Martial Arts".

"Wu Dong" did not rely on the fame of "Dou Po", but it still rushed to the top of the list, and even beat "Dou Po" on the list. Fans of the two books were at loggerheads over this.

It was not until the end of last month that his vest was revealed. It turned out that the author of the two books was actually the same person!

At this point, the two books "Dou Po" and "Martial Arts" have completely become popular. Not only are they highly popular on this site, they are even popular across all channels!

Many people are rumoring that the monthly manuscript fee for these two books is around one million, including channel fees, which is estimated to be several million higher.

In addition, with the current popularity of the two books, the various copyright fees brought by the later IP development will not be less than 10 million!

In other words, any one of the books "Dou Po" and "Wu Dong" will bring tens of millions of income to the author himself!

And everyone believes that Chunfeng will directly become a god in the Internet literary world with these two books. The appointment with the great god at 7 o'clock is a sure thing, and the platinum appointment is not impossible!

For a moment, the conference room was silent.

Many people looked at Li Qiuran in disbelief, with shock written on their faces.

"spring breeze?"

"Damn it, fight against the author!"

"Really a martial artist?"

"I actually saw a real person!"

"Wow, your voice sounds very young."

A female author widened her eyes and said in surprise.

"Let me be boss Kangkang!"

"This is a giant!"

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There were exclamations and an uproar in the audience.

Song Wanrou rubbed her eyes vigorously and looked at Li Qiuran, her eyes full of shock.

spring breeze? Li Qiuran?

Why is Qiuran here?

Isn't he busy with something?

The conference assistant opened his mouth wide and looked at the person in front of him in shock. Although he was not the author of Qidian, he was a loyal fan of "Dou Po" and "Wu Dong". He didn't expect to see the author in person!

At the same time, the expressions of all the editors changed instantly, and their brows were knitted together into the Chinese character "Sichuan" that could kill a mosquito.

The person in front of me is Chunfeng, who has been rejected by them twenty-three times in a row!

The moment editor-in-chief Liu Zhan heard Li Qiuran say his pen name, he stood up and walked towards Li Qiuran.

"Spring breeze, welcome, welcome."

"I am Liu Zhan, editor-in-chief of Seven Points."

Editor-in-chief Liu Zhan put on a smile and reached out, with a warm face that made people feel like spring breeze.

This person spent a lot of resources at seven o'clock to win it.

Although Chunfeng didn't come to the training meeting at first, he was a little unhappy. But he won't show it on his face.

As a person in power, the most important thing is interests.

Compared to the value of Li Qiuran, this unhappiness in his heart was nothing.

"Hello, Editor-in-Chief Liu." Li Qiuran extended his hand to shake his hand and responded, "Li Qiuran, whose pen name is Chunfeng."

Liu Zhan looked at Li Qiuran and couldn't help but sigh: "Hahaha~ I'm afraid your readers have never thought that the author of "Dou Po" and "Wu Dong" is so young."

"Mr. Li is still in college?"

"Ah."

"You are really young and promising."

Liu Zhan exchanged greetings with Li Qiuran again like old friends, and Li Qiuran nodded politely in response.

"Mr. Li, I didn't see you on the list before, so I thought you wouldn't come."

"Now that you're here just in time, why don't you go on stage and say a few words?"

"Just talk about your experience in writing the two books "Dou Po" and "Martial Arts", and you can also talk about your philosophy on novel creation. I believe everyone here is very interested."

Li Qiuran did not refuse when he heard this. His eyes lit up and he had a plan in his mind, so he agreed, "Okay."

Seeing Li Qiuran agreeing, Liu Zhan smiled a little more and looked at the civet on the stage.

Civet was also affected by Li Qiuran and felt very uneasy. He had no intention of continuing to speak at this moment, so he stepped down from the stage and handed the microphone to Li Qiuran.

"Spring Breeze, here you go."

Li Qiuran took the microphone and nodded towards the civet.

The conference assistant was busy printing name tags, and Liu Zhan and Civet Civet also returned to their seats.

Li Qiuran walked to the podium carrying her suitcase and microphone.

"Gululu~"

The wheel rolled on the floor, making a screeching sound.

Everyone's eyes fell on the suitcase behind Li Qiuran. This guy really just came here.

"Hey~ hello~"

Li Qiuran leaned over and tried the sound of the microphone.

Then he took off his mask, put it in his pocket, and looked at the people in the audience.

"Hello everyone, I am Chunfeng."

Li Qiuran's magnetic voice spread throughout the venue.

There was a faint smile on that handsome and shameless face, and a pair of deep black pupils scanned the crowd.

When his eyes passed by Song Wanrou, Li Qiuran's eyes stayed for a moment, blinked at her, and then looked away.

Song Wanrou was very sure that Li Qiuran was signaling to her, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated a bit.

Compared to two years ago, Qiuran seems to be more handsome and attractive!

The next moment, the venue that had just quieted down once again heard bursts of exclamations.

"Sigh~"

There were waves of gasping sounds.

"I'm sooooooooooooooo!"

"You have such good looks to write a novel?"

"Isn't this the spring breeze that has lasted for more than half a year, with more than 10,000 words updated every day?"

"There's no trace of exhaustion from staying up late on this face?"

"It's really an octopus and tentacle monster, isn't it?"

"So scary!"

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Several female authors couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is so handsome!"

"He's about 1.8 meters tall!"

"And do you see those muscles?"

"Those biceps are amazing!"

Not only were the authors shocked, but the editors in the audience were also astonished.

Even Liu Zhan, who was sitting in the first row, looked at Li Qiuran in astonishment. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

Young, quite young!

But he’s not so handsome, right?

It’s true that if you get the protagonist’s script, you’ll be able to catch up on all the good things, right?

This was the second time Li Qiuran entered the conference room and shocked everyone.

Li Qiuran coughed lightly, and the voices in the conference room gradually became lower.

Everyone calmed down their expressions and suppressed the complicated emotions in their hearts.

Li Qiuran went straight to the point:

"The book "Dou Po" was signed at the end of last year. At that time, I didn't know much about the signing process."

"So I posted a request for help on the Deaf Kong Forum. After many dragon friends' explanations, I came into contact with the Seven Points Chinese website and learned about the contract signing process, so I wrote 10,000 words + the outline and submitted it to several editors."

"As a result, several editors rejected the manuscript."

Speaking of this, Li Qiuran paused deliberately.

Everyone understood what Li Qiuran meant, and their eyes fell on the editor beside them without leaving any trace.

Liu Zhan had a smile on his lips and had no intention of stopping him. These people have been editors for a long time and will only stay in their comfort zone, but their horizons have not improved a bit.

The fact that "Break the Sphere" was rejected by 23 can be regarded as a lesson.

Song Wanrou was stunned. She didn't expect that Li Qiuran would dare to mention this matter in front of so many people.

She wanted to stop her, but Li Qiuran still talked eloquently on the stage.

"When I saw the manuscripts that were rejected, I felt very unconvinced, so I submitted them to all 24 editors of Seven O'Clock Men's Channel."

"As a result, in one afternoon, I received 23 rejections."

Li Qiuran had a bright smile on his face, "I was thinking at that time, in thirty years in Hedong and in thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!"

Hearing this classic quote from "Fights Break the Sphere", many authors present couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Only the 23 editors who had rejected "Break the Sphere" had dark faces, dark eyes, gritted teeth, and a lot of anger in their hearts.

But nowhere to go.

"Everyone here knows what happened next."

"Eight groups of Miaomiao editors took away my first book, so I became an author under Miaomiao editors."

Li Qiuran looked at Song Wanrou, and everyone followed Li Qiuran's gaze.

Song Wanrou suddenly became nervous, clenched her hands tightly, and felt uncomfortable being looked at by countless eyes.

"Editor Miao Miao explained the signing process to me in detail and carefully. Although I am a new author, Editor Miao Miao also tried his best to recommend new books and took time to review the manuscript for me."

“If you have any questions about books, ask Editor Miaomiao for help, and she will patiently answer them for you.”

“And the response is very fast”

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Li Qiuran did not hesitate to praise Song Wanrou, and she praised Song Wanrou so much that she could no longer listen to her.

Song Wanrou lowered her head slightly, her pretty face covered with blush.

"I was really numb when my manuscript was rejected. I thought that my life would be gloomy and the world would be destroyed."

"Thankfully, editor Miao Miao picked up my new book with quick eyes and hands, and shined a light into my gloomy life."

"From that moment on, I swore that I would be born as the editor of Meow Meow, and die as the ghost of Editor Meow Meow!"

"Meow Gate!"

Li Qiuran's voice was passionate and firm.

After these few words, the conference room fell into a brief silence.

The next moment, enthusiastic applause broke out.

"Clap clap~"

"As expected of the author of "Dou Po", his storytelling ability is so strong!"

"Just a few words made my blood boil."

"Yeah, it's so contagious~"

"Hahaha~"

"I thought the spring breeze would be very cold, but now it seems quite humorous."

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While all the authors were grinning from ear to ear, the teeth of the editors who rejected "Dou Po" were almost broken.

Although Li Qiuran didn't belittle them in his words, he praised Miaomiao so much that it was like nothing in heaven or earth.

And Li Qiuran didn't even bother to scold them.

This is more insulting than a slap in the face!

On the other side, Song Wanrou almost buried her face under the table, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Her whole face was as red as a big ripe cherry, and it was so bright and red.

We haven’t seen each other for two years, and this guy is still so out of character!

The thick-skinned one was like an onion, peeling off layer after layer.

Dare to say anything.

Although Song Wanrou was extremely embarrassed at the moment, she felt extremely sweet in her heart, and she couldn't help but draw a slight arc at the corner of her mouth.

"(End of Chapter)