I've been reborn, so it's normal to be licked back by others.

After finishing the New Year's Eve dinner at the barber shop, Nanyuan returned to the big flat alone, while Anxin spent New Year's Eve with her mother at home.

The college entrance examination is imminent, and the only time Nanyuan can relax a little is during meal time.

He has already started to brush the test paper on the chair in his room.

While thinking about the difficult questions on the test paper, a message prompt sound came from the computer next to him-

Ding ding ding.

Nanyuan immediately stopped writing and turned to look at the computer screen.

But to his surprise, the one who sent the message was not the socially anxious girl, but...

Editor-in-chief Lin of Fanfan.

Hmm?

What did the editor-in-chief send the message for?

Do I need to urge for more updates on New Year's Eve?

Click on the jumping avatar——

[Editor-in-Chief Lin: Mr. Nan, congratulations on winning the 2012 Newcomer King! (grin.jpg)]

Nanyuan was stunned when he saw this message.

He did not choose to reply immediately, but logged into the novel website to check it out.

As soon as he clicked on the author's personal homepage, he saw a [Newcomer King] label in the lower right corner of his big avatar.

Hmm? It seems that it hasn't come when I updated the novel in the morning...

Then I saw a short message about congratulations for the Newcomer King in the background message.

Nanyuan checked the time and found that the short message was sent an hour ago.

Newcomer King?

Oh, sprinkle some water.

My buddy has been reborn, and it's still in the field he is good at. It's reasonable, right?

Before Nanyuan could reply to Editor Lin’s message, several more messages came from the other side——

[Editor Lin: Mr. Nan, our Fanfan annual meeting will be held on February 24, 2013 (Lantern Festival) at XXX Hotel in Beijing. You are sincerely invited to attend! ]

[Editor Lin: Invitation letter.jpg]

[Editor Lin: The paper invitation letter has been sent out simultaneously. You will receive it in a few days. ]

Website’s annual meeting?

He clicked on the picture of the invitation letter and took a look. The content on it was very exquisite. The five words [Newcomer Wang Nanyuan] were particularly eye-catching. At this moment, he felt mixed emotions.

Once upon a time, he dreamed of getting the qualification to attend the website’s annual meeting, but the facts are often the opposite. Even at the peak of the studio, he did not get any valuable titles, let alone receive an invitation letter for the annual meeting.

After all, no matter how much the studio earns, it is just the result of the joint efforts of a bunch of gunmen, not an individual’s independent achievement.

However, the time of this annual meeting is a bit awkward, and Nanyuan will definitely not be able to go.

School has already started at the time of the Lantern Festival, not to mention that it is still a critical period for the college entrance examination, so you can't just run around.

Nanyuan thought about it, then tapped the keyboard to start replying.

[Wanfeng: Thank you Editor-in-Chief Lin, thank you Fanfan Novel Network, for giving me the title of Newcomer King! But I may not be able to attend this annual meeting, please forgive me! Fist.jpg]

At this time.

In a high-end residential area far away in Beijing.

Editor-in-Chief Lin just finished sending the message and sat on the sofa at home to watch the Spring Festival Gala with his wife.

As one of the shareholders of Fanfan Novel Network, he has more say in the website after signing Nanyuan.

After all, his authors are powerful, and he, as the editor-in-chief, is also proud.

Click.

The phone on the table rang with a message alert.

He thought that it was probably just a polite thank you from Mr. Nan, and he would definitely give him a few glasses of wine at the annual meeting...

"Hey, husband, your phone is on."

"It's okay, no need to reply."

Of course, polite words should be kept to a certain extent, otherwise, wouldn't it be endless?

Editor-in-Chief Lin's wife picked up the phone on the table and looked at it, saying, "But, this person with the note Mr. Nan, I'm telling you that I may not go to the annual meeting at that time."

"Huh?"

Editor-in-Chief Lin was shocked, and he took the phone and carefully read the content on it.

Three seconds later...

He was very confused. After all, this kind of annual meeting is the best time to get to know the big guys of the website, and it is also an opportunity to get acquainted with the editors-in-chief and editors of the website. Why didn't Mr. Nan go?

And, the most important thing is.

There is only one newcomer king every year, and the person who gets this title cannot be absent!

Many authors are eager to see what Nanyuan looks like, whether it is like what is said on the Internet, that his true form is actually an octopus...

Otherwise, how can we guarantee that we can update 20,000 pages a day while having two accounts open at the same time?

It is even more difficult to find a ghostwriter.

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This subject matter is so novel that even if it is ghostwriting, the detailed outline he gave will take up a lot of space.

What the onlookers don’t know is that the content of the latter two novels was indeed written by Wang Tao and An Xin, but Boss Nan’s contribution was no less than that of these two employees.

Generally speaking, if you work as a ghostwriter in other studios, it’s good to get a 100-word detailed outline.

But in Nanyuan’s case, he had to write 500 words of detailed outline for each 2,000-word chapter in the two novels.

Most of the character dialogues and detailed descriptions are covered in it, and all Wang Tao and the socially anxious girl have to do is to spread these contents in detail.

This is like a plate of fruit salad. Nanyuan has prepared all the ingredients and sauces, and even cut them into pieces.

Wang Tao and An Xin only need to present them in a delicate manner to the readers.

Editor-in-Chief Lin is very uncomfortable. After all, this new king is from his own hands. If Nanyuan doesn’t come, how can he brag to those shareholders?

Does this Mr. Nan have to go to the thatched cottage three times before he will come to the annual meeting?

Is this guy... a social phobia in real life?

After all, in novels, otakus, otaku girls, social phobias, etc. are very common.

Not sure, he decided to ask again.

[Editor-in-Chief Lin: Mr. Nan, there is only one newcomer king every year, I am also looking forward to meeting you, if you don’t come, it will be a pity for the annual meeting. ]

This sentence is already very serious, he knows that Mr. Nan on the other end of the network cable will definitely understand.

Translated, it means: It doesn’t matter whether others come or not, if you don’t come, I will be embarrassed!

Editor-in-Chief Lin was a little nervous holding the phone, and his palms were sweating unconsciously.

The next second, his message was pushed up, and a new content appeared in his eyes——

[Evening Breeze: Editor-in-Chief Lin, I am also looking forward to meeting you, but I really can’t this time. I still have to go to school, and I will take the college entrance examination soon. I am very sorry! If there is a chance to attend the annual meeting next year, I will definitely be there! 】

Editor Lin was stunned when he saw this message.

Going to school?

College entrance examination?

What the hell is this?

No, are high school students so capable now?

Although Nanyuan has been authenticated by real name on the Fanfan website, and his age information and other information are all on record, Editor Lin will not check these things at every turn.

Not checking the author's privacy is not only related to the law, but also the unspoken rules of the industry.

Editor Lin is very curious about Nanyuan's true self, just like the melon-eating crowd on the Internet.

But he will not check his personal real information privately. He hopes to see Nanyuan in real life.

Although the annual meeting is important, it is still a little bit of a small witch compared to the college entrance examination.

Thinking of this, Editor Lin simply replied with two blessings.

He leaned on the sofa and looked up at the ceiling, and the whole person felt a little unreal.

He thought to himself.

Nan classmate, you are so awesome in high school, do your family know?

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