I’m Not a Badass

  Chapter 74 Original Heart

In this upside-down world, it is difficult for ordinary people to start such a large magazine from scratch, but Xia Ziyu, as a warrior, relies on the convenience brought by her status as a warrior, her career can be said to be smooth sailing, and "Ji Yan" This name has also achieved good results and reputation in the magazine industry, and is loved and sought after by young people.

  But in recent days, not only Ji Yan, but the entire physical sector has been impacted by the rise of electronic literature. The market for physical novels continues to slump, and it will continue to do so without accident.

  Xia Ziyu is keenly aware that this wave cannot go against the current at all, and can only survive by following the trend, so she decisively transformed Jiyan, and the magazine entered the online sector.

However, due to being slow, Ji Yan encountered a lot of difficulties during the transformation. Now he is in the most difficult period. The loss of readers and authors is serious, and the author who holds the pillars in his hands has also run away. The situation can be said It's a bit more dangerous than when she started from scratch!

   If one is not handled properly, the "Jiyan" she founded may gradually decline over time, with fewer and fewer readers, and eventually be forced to close down.

  Although Xia Ziyu has no shortage of money since the establishment of the magazine, and as a martial artist, even if the magazine goes bankrupt, she can live comfortably, but she is not willing to let the magazine she founded fall down like this.

  Xia Ziyu has an unimaginable love for literature, and Ji Yan has entrusted her all her efforts. To Xia Ziyu, she is like another child of her own, and its importance is self-evident!

"Mom, I got a very high-quality manuscript, and I want you to have a look at it." Xia Wen stepped forward, took Bai Mufan's manuscript out of his schoolbag, and said seriously: "This manuscript is our Jiyan's current manuscript." The most needed manuscript that can calm the scene!"

   "Oh? You gave it such a high evaluation?" Xia Ziyu raised her eyebrows slightly, reached out to take the manuscript, and asked with interest, "Which veteran writer's manuscript is it?"

   "It's one of my classmates." Xia Yan was a little embarrassed.

   "Your classmate? Did you have any grades before?" Xia Ziyu asked again.

  Xia Yan pursed his lips and said: "...No, it's his first time to submit an article to a magazine, but his literary accomplishment is absolutely qualified, and this novel is very well written!"

  Xia Ziyu's hand, which was about to open the manuscript, stopped. Xia Fan looked up, and saw her mother's brows slowly wrinkled. This expression was not unfamiliar to Xia Fan, and it often meant that her mother was a little angry.

Xia Ziyu put the manuscript in her hand aside, and said seriously: "Xiao Fan, our magazine is going through the most difficult period now, and my mother understands your desire to share the worries of the magazine, but you can't casually send your paper to the school. Show me a manuscript written by a classmate of mine, isn’t this just nonsense!”

  Xia Fan anxiously said: "But the quality of this manuscript is really high, Mom, please at least read it before making a conclusion, okay?"

   "Well, I will read it, you go back first." Xia Ziyu's tone was flat, she lowered her head and continued to process the manuscript in front of her.

  Xia Fan looked at this scene, and based on her understanding of her mother, she knew that Xia Ziyu would throw the manuscript directly into the shredder after a nine out of ten chance, and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

  She turned around and walked to the door to stop, and suddenly said: "Mom, do you still remember what you said to me when I was young?"

  Xia Ziyu paused, then raised her head: "What are you talking about?"

  Xia Fan turned around, Xia Ziyu couldn't help but startled, the expression on her daughter's face was particularly stubborn.

Xia Yan looked directly into her mother's eyes and said, "It was you who taught me the joy of reading, and told me that words are the most wonderful invention of human beings, and reading is better than beautiful music. Each story is different. A heart-pounding song."

"Mom, you also told me that the reason why you want to start a magazine is that you don't want those good manuscripts to be ignored by others, and talented newcomers should not be buried. If you don’t agree, you have to move them to your own magazine. But now you only value your own magazine, but gradually ignore the manuscript itself, and your original intention has changed.”

  Xia Ziyu shrank her pupils slightly, opened her mouth, but couldn't speak.

  She looked down at the cooperation documents on her desk, each of which was an invitation from an old author, and none of them were from a new author.

  Have you really changed?

  Xia Ziyu looked at the manuscript she was reviewing now, which was also a manuscript by an old author, but she didn't like this article very much, and even felt pain when reading it.

  But in order to consolidate the magazine with a serious loss of readers, she needs the popularity of these old authors to stabilize Ji Yan, who is currently in a dangerous situation.

Although the effect is not ideal, she has tried her best. A few days ago, a large number of authors and readers left, making Jiyan fall to the bottom all of a sudden. What she is doing now is at best to stay stable and not continue to fall, but I want to To make progress, it still needs truly high-quality works to appear.

  Readers only agree with good works. If the article cannot resonate with them, they will not buy it even if the author is famous again.

Xia Ziyu closed her eyes slightly. It was indeed as her daughter said. In the past, when the magazine had no problems, it was not obvious. But since the magazine encountered a crisis, her mind was completely focused on how to reverse the crisis of the magazine. They are looking for old authors everywhere to ask for manuscripts, and they have forgotten their original intention of starting a magazine.

  How long has it been since I felt the surprise when I suddenly found a high-quality article in a pile of manuscripts, as if I had found a treasure?

   She hasn't calmed down for a long time, immersed in the story.

  Xia Ziyu opened her eyes and wanted to thank her daughter, but when she looked up, Xia Fan had already left the office.

   "This kid..." Xia Ziyu shook her head, then smiled suddenly, then lowered her head and continued to process the manuscript in her hand. The manuscript that has already signed the contract still needs to be reviewed.

  Wait until the sun went down, Xia Ziyu finally finished reading the manuscript in her hand, and couldn't help letting out a breath of foul air.

  Ordinary people don't have such high efficiency, and thanks to her being a martial artist, her physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people. When reviewing manuscripts, she can read ten lines at a glance without missing any details, so she can be so fast.

  Xia Ziyu got up and stretched her hands and feet, then ate the boxed lunch that the secretary put next to her, made herself a cup of hot tea, and sat down again.

She took a sip of her hot tea, and her eyes moved back and forth among several manuscripts on the table. These manuscripts were written by several veteran authors, and the subject matter of one of them was quite interesting to her, and she thought it had great potential. .

  But in the end, Xia Ziyu somehow shifted her gaze to the manuscript that Xia Fan brought in the farthest corner.

She still knew her daughter's vision, and Xia Yan gave her such a high evaluation, and even came to her office with the manuscript immediately after school. It was impossible to say that Xia Ziyu was not interested at all. .

"Let's just read it first. It doesn't seem to be too long. It won't waste much time. If it doesn't work, then throw it aside." Xia Ziyu took a deep breath, put the teacup aside, and took the manuscript. Come here and open it gently.

  The title of the book immediately caught her eyes—your name.

   Thanks for the rewards of "Bamboo Wind and Clear Shadows" and "Ancient Temple Bells"!

  (end of this chapter)