Entertainment check-in: from being abandoned by first love

Chapter 52 "Ghost Blowing Lantern" officially lands

Lin Ye and Su Xiaofei exchanged WeChat messages.

On the way back.

Liu Han was unable to drive because of drinking, so he had to find a substitute driver.

He smoked a cigarette, handed one to Lin Ye, looked him up and down, and said with a smile, "Yes, you boy."

"I can't see it, you even hid it."

"I haven't even heard the song tonight, and your novel, which really interested Su Xiaofei!"

"Don't brag, it's the first time I've seen Su Xiaofei take the initiative to ask a man for WeChat. You can do it, haha."

Liu Han was obviously very happy: "There's also that Ling Guang, that guy is a stupid dog, you let him eat tonight, it's very cool, very good!"

Lin Ye smiled, looked at the night, and felt the coolness of the night.

Eraser has already sent the drafted contract.

Early the next morning.

Lin Ye posted the first three chapters on the Chinese website.

Later, he went to the printing shop in front of the school, printed two copies of the contract, and made two copies of his ID card.
After signing the contract, I sent the contract along with a copy of my ID card to a courier point and sent it to the Chinese website.

one morning.

Lin Ye was typing in front of the computer.

Liu Han came over to take a look from time to time, but he was really not interested in reading books.

Sun Chen started crazy liver games as soon as he got up.

As usual, Zhao Yu went out to see the school girl. In his words, it was the current school girl.

Recently.

Lin Ye was basically typing in the dormitory.

He had to take advantage of this time to write more.

On the Chinese website, his pen name is "Yewang Hangcheng".

The name was chosen at random, and I didn't think much about it.

After Ghost Chuideng was released, because it was in the early days, the number of words was still small, and there were no recommendations, so not many people watched it.

However, there have been some comments one after another.

"This book is beautiful! It's really beautiful, and it feels completely different from other books."

"This is the end of writing? Author, please update quickly, I'm waiting very anxiously!"

"The writing is really good, exciting!"

Most of the comments from these passing wild readers are well-intentioned.

There were also some not-so-kind comments.

"I can't even understand what this is. I wonder if the author who wrote this book is out of his mind. There is no magic in the whole book. Write a fart!"

"Although I haven't read it yet, just by looking at the title, I know this book is a piece of rubbish!"

"Silly dog ​​author, write about your mother! Go to hell!"

There are also a lot of these bad words.

Some people scold others without any reason, just for the sake of spraying.

In the beginning, Lin Ye still had no confidence, and exchanged a few words with each other.

At the end.

Lin Ye suddenly realized.

He understood that the inexhaustible thing in this world is a fool, but whenever he sees a fool haunting, the best solution is not to argue with him, not to try to hope that he will become a normal person from a fool, but It's simply ignoring, not thinking about, not looking at.

after all.

It's hard enough being an idiot in this world.

In real life, they were beaten by heavy punches.

It is only by being a troll on the Internet that one can maintain the appearance of life.

Think about it this way.

They are also quite poor.

Chinese website.

"The situation on the website is still deteriorating, and the financial side is a bit unable to hold on."

In the director's office, the financial accountant looked at Yang Xiaochen and hesitated: "Editor-in-chief, actually, I think you can consider Shenwen's acquisition plan."

"Selling to them is better than us going bankrupt."

"Only by surviving can there be hope."

Yang Xiaochen had a severe headache, and he was already in a state of desperation for the past few days.

The financial situation of the website continues to deteriorate.

On the side of Shenwen Publishing House, the quotations these few times have been lower each time.

"But I'm really not reconciled."

Yang Xiaochen sighed, gritted his teeth, and clenched his fists: "It took me so many years to finally build this website."

"It took me so many years to finally give all authors a place where they can express themselves, and where countless readers can see more different books."

"If I just give up like this, I will not be reconciled."

As he spoke, his face was tired.

The financial accountant sighed: "But there is no way to do it. There is no money in the account."

"However, if we can delay the payment of the author's contribution to the website..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

"No."

Yang Xiaochen directly vetoed his words: "Although many people write books on our website because of their hobbies, they can't really let them generate electricity for love. Authors are human beings, and they also have to eat."

"Whether the website goes bankrupt or not, the money that should be given to the author must not be less."

"Besides, those manuscript fees are not given by us, but by readers who like their writing. Whether it is a person or a website, the bottom line cannot be left!"

He spoke decisively.

The financial accountant smiled bitterly: "I knew you would disagree."

"Then there's no other way. If it's still like this at the end of next month, all of us will pack up and leave."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

When I just opened the door of the office.

The financial accountant froze for a moment.

Outside the office, many editors are standing there.

"Boss, otherwise, this month's salary should not be paid."

"Yes, we have discussed it, we can get a little less salary, so that the website can last for a while."

"That's right! I think so too, otherwise, I don't even know what I'm going to do next. This kind of work that reads novels all day is really cool!"

Many editors speak with each other.

Biscuit and Eraser were also standing there, looking into it.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is not something you should consider. The wages will not be reduced. Go back, go back."

Yang Xiaochen was moved and his eyes were flushed, but he still rushed them back to their work stations.

"Eraser, you stay here!"

After the other editors left, Yang Xiaochen called out.

"I've read the latest statistics of Ghost Chuideng, and it's not bad."

Yang Xiaochen said straight to the point: "But it doesn't seem to have a lot of words here, but there's nothing I can do about it."

"Our website is running out of time."

"Next, let "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" be recommended, and finally see if we can make our website alive again!"

Yang Xiaochen clenched his fists fiercely, with a firm expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)