The Sealer of the Sword

Yan Ye turned the notebook's screen to the black cat again like that, then pointed at the text on the screen, and asked the black cat who seemed to be afraid that Yan Ye would just leave now.

We can't kill 073 with one stick, right?

You can't just see the character setting and feel that this book is useless, right?

The character setting, although Black Cat wrote it is really scary, but if she just keeps it in her hand as a backup material, then there is no problem at all, and it can even be said that it is best to have this thing, after all, I am not afraid of messing up the relationship between the characters Now, there is a problem with skills, bloodlines, once black history, etc.

Yes, it would be nice if that was the case.

After Yan Ye asked like this, the black cat would not leave Yan Ye like this, but heaved a sigh of relief as if at ease, and then put the teacup in his hand on the table again before raising his head to look at Yan Ye. Ye nodded and said, "That's the important text!"

OK, out!

Asking the black cat on my own is enough to support myself. If the black cat, Nizi, was only used as a document, she would not show it to herself at all.

I should have thought of this at the very beginning, but it's too late for me to expect this cat in the middle of nowhere.

"Are you thinking of something very rude just now..."

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Chapter 1292 This cat is completely useless

"Ha... Then I'll ask you one more question. Are you writing these things to vote for the library?"

"Yes! My goal is the Newcomer Award!"

"Well, to be on the safe side, let me ask again, have you submitted a manuscript so far?"

"Hmm... I have contributed to the Thunder Strike Bunko Newcomer Award for three consecutive years, and the MF and SD Newcomer Awards are also submitted every year..."

"Well, then what?"

"It was brushed down..."

"Should."

"Hey! It's too much!"

Watching the black cat stand up abruptly, his fists clenched tightly together, and even that small body was clearly moving.

I don't know if it was because it was too straightforward, or if this sentence made the black cat very hard, the black cat looked at Yan Ye with such a dissatisfied expression, and seemed to want to hear from Yan Ye's mouth "Ah, sorry. I'm sorry, I said too much just now."

but--

not at all.

Yan Ye didn't change any words because of the black cat's appearance, just raised his eyelids and glanced at the black cat, and continued to speak directly: "123 It's just an inevitable result, then to put it another way, that is to change Think about it, what would you think if you were an editor on the library side and saw a submission and then opened it with a setting of 10w words?"

Yan Ye just tapped the table with his fingertips and looked at the black cat.

The black cat originally looked like fried hair, but when he heard Yan Ye's empathy, he was stunned for a moment.

Then the black cat lowered his head and thought for a while, then pursed his lips like that, didn't say anything, and sat back on the table again with a puff.

After that, the black cat just lowered his head and stopped talking like a child throwing a tantrum.

Yan Ye doesn't know what the black cat is thinking now. After all, he doesn't have the convenient ability to read minds. Even if he can roughly guess what the other party is thinking through his eyes, the premise is that the black cat has to show it to himself.

But it is inseparable, the black cat is just being emotional now.

It's like you know that you can't play games well, lol is not the strongest king, and the level is indeed not as good as the group of friends around you, but you know it, and it is said in front of others and ridiculed by it. If so, you will definitely want to argue subconsciously.

The current black cat is like this, but the black cat did not choose to argue, but chose a prank-like cold war.

Ah hey.

Did I say you are a child?

Besides, did you choose the wrong person for the Cold War? Find your boyfriend to go to the Cold War, or have a Cold War with me.

Ah... Then again, if this Nizi had a boyfriend, she wouldn't come to him, and she could endure Nizi's middle-two performance and still stay here and talk to her patiently. I'm afraid it's only herself, right?

Ahhh... thinking about it like this, I'm really busy.

Yan Ye, who couldn't help sighing, looked at the black cat like that again.

It seems to have noticed.

Just like what Yan Ye said, although you feel very cool when you write it yourself, how big the worldview and how rigorous the setting is, but you should think about it from the editor's side.

If you are an editor and face so many submissions all day long, when you click on a submission, you find that this book is even set to be about 10w words.

What would you think?

Are you patient enough to read the words one by one - what kind of lazy egg will you have to read?

It may seem like an exaggeration, but it is the truth.

So Yan Ye ordered the table again like that, and when he attracted the attention of the black cat again, Yan Ye said, "First of all, delete all your 10k words for me."

"Eh? No! Absolutely not!"

"Why not?"

"Because that's the heart of the novel!"

"It's your head!"