After being reborn as a male god, you want to rip off my vest

Chapter 423 Okay, I'll Sign It Under Your Hands

At this time, Dalong fell into deep worry, because the other party did not reply...

Seven times a night won't fall in love with other websites, right?
Kemodian Chinese.com is the most trafficked website in Huaguo today.

Dalong watched the editorial colleagues come to work one after another, and he was not feeling well.

Because according to the review regulations of the website, whoever signs the author is his own.

"Brother Long, I heard that you haven't produced a good book in a month, right?" An editor with a bad relationship with Dalong sat down and said with a smile, "I actually published two popular books this month."

An embarrassed smile appeared on Dalong's face.

There are more and more people in the editorial department, because the editor-in-chief and the deputy editor-in-chief who stepped on the spot or were late every time they hadn't arrived yet, they started chatting.

"I see the editor-in-chief's attitude, maybe layoffs?"

layoffs?

Dalong's heart skipped a beat.

Everyone in the editorial department looked at Dalong with some sympathy. Dalong hadn't made good grades for three consecutive months. I heard that his son seemed to be suffering from some serious illness. If he was fired, it would make things worse.
Dalong clenched his fists tightly, he had a premonition that the book would become popular.If that seven times a night is his author, then not only will he not be fired, but he may even be promoted and raise his salary!
"Damn it! I found a fucking book that is different, reborn in high school! Paralyzed, I dream of going back to being a student, and I'm so exhausted at work. I'm going to send out signing invitations." Suddenly, a voice sounded from the editorial department. Editor's cry.

Dalong's heart sank.

Generally, if an editor is willing to sign a book, other people in the editorial department will not grab it, because they are colleagues after all.Unless it's a great book.

"Hey, Dahai, I've also taken a fancy to this book, and I'll send an invitation too."

"It's the Chinese New Year, and if you do this book well, you can win a lot of year-end awards! I'll post it too, sorry everyone."

Dalong was stunned...

They pick authors, and authors pick them.

He, Dalong, because of his formal style, the author is the last one who likes to go to him.

When Dalong thought of his seriously ill son lying in the hospital, he was almost so sad that tears were about to fall.

Suddenly QQ pops up a message:
[Seven times a night: OK, I'll sign under your hand. ]
Dalong burst into tears when he saw this sentence.

[Dalong: Alright, alright, I will definitely work well and not waste a lot of books. ]
This is undoubtedly entering heaven from hell all at once, which made Dalong cry.

Then all the editors discovered that the silent Dalong actually ordered the book...

The male editor sitting next to him pouted and sneered: "It just looks novel, do you really think you can become this year's rookie king?"

Dalong doesn't know if he can, he knows that his son's medical expenses are all read from this book...

The editor discovered the book, and gradually readers also discovered the book.

After reading too many time-travel articles, they couldn't even get excited.

Suddenly, a book that was reborn and returned to their high school days broke into their sight...

As long as you are human, you will have regrets.

This kind of article is to make up for regrets, and it has won the love of a large number of readers in an instant.

Xiao Yi saw that the novel that had only been released for a day was on the new book list, and his book somehow got bad reviews from several readers.

Are these readers blind?

The anger in Xiao Yi's heart was boiling!
Suddenly, a message with the ID "Little Love" caught his attention: "This book is very good, and I think it is very suitable for developing abroad."

　The next chapter has 200 more words, so it costs one book coin, and the author didn't charge randomly!remind.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)