After releasing the words, Li Gefei leaned on the back of the chair holding the teacup, waiting to reply.

Usually, the editor is in no mood or time to chat with the author.

Suddenly, this kid must be flattered and will reply within half a minute, swearing to him Anxi's father that he would definitely not be a eunuch.

Then, 10 minutes passed.

You fucking...

Li Gefei returned to the table unhappily.

The school must not allow mobile phones to be brought.

Let’s talk about it tonight, let’s talk about it tonight.

Just as he was about to close Q's work, the wild dog's avatar suddenly popped up.

【Wild Dog: I got it.】

"Well……"

Li Gefei held the mouse.

Do you really think that I am a white horse roaring in the west wind...

Ignore him!

Let me take the initiative to say to him, I am a dog!

...

Learn, code, and be fed.

Once you devote yourself to it, life will always be fast.

Time became the most urgent resource for the first time, and Li Yan actually heard from beginning to end in every class.

Except for Chinese, all Chinese classes are used to write homework for other subjects.

Fortunately, Chen Yu is a trustworthy woman. Even though Li Yan handed in his homework every day, he did not make things difficult for him from beginning to end.

As for the extracurricular time on campus, Li Yan couldn't help but conceive the plot himself. He always stopped while staying, and then returned to his seat to write.

Fortunately, Liu Jianbiao didn't care about the fact that his friends were always offline suddenly. Instead, he liked such time very much and could discuss the "progress of love" between him and Lin Shanpu without shame, but the other party couldn't hear it anyway.

Time flew past, like a miracle coming, the wild dogs maintained a stable update for 12 days. The number of words in "Tokyo Script Kill" has reached the 50,000 mark, and the naturally growing collection has exceeded 1,000.

What's even more amazing is that while combing hard, Li Yan has never submitted any homework late except for Chinese.

Although that sentence is a bit stingy, he still couldn't help but write it into his weekly diary—

It is a dream that makes life bearable!

Oh mom...it's better cross it out...

...

Thursday, 1:00 pm.

Li Gefei and three editors in the same group walked into the editor-in-chief's office together.

There are ten groups of editors, each group has an editor-in-chief who has been in the industry for more than six years.

The editor-in-chief is usually only responsible for a very small number of famous authors, and more time is spent arranging recommendations and managing the management.

Each editor has a promising work, but the traffic resources obtained by each group are limited.

How to allocate, there must be someone who will make the final decision.

As the four editors sat in the office, Shana, the editor-in-chief of the tenth group, also put down the form at hand.

Usually, there will never be male editors on the Girls Channel.

But there will definitely be female editors on the boys' channel.

Just like the gender distribution of readers on Qihang Chinese, no matter how the trend changes, there will always be about 20% of female readers on the boy channel.

Editor-in-chief Shana is part of this list. Compared to more girls' keen romance, she prefers straightforward and exciting boys' novels. She has always been like a fish in water when she entered the industry. Not only is she lucky, but she is always fantasized by the strong man authors as female editors with long legs in black stockings, and then rushes to submit articles.

There is no way, men are so boring, especially those who use keys...

If, at this time, these contributing men entered this office and witnessed Shana's true appearance...

I'm afraid I'll just shout "Okay!"

Shana does have a cute baby face, and she even has long legs with black stockings...

Who would like to get this?

But when she spoke, she was not so polite.

"Flying Ape." Shana said coldly, "The city's forced push will only be given one next week. "Rebirth: I'm not a scumbag" and "Deadly Express" will be withdrawn."

Fei Yuan swallowed nervously, "Both books are very good, Sister Na..."

"Then let's withdraw "The Deadly Express"." Shana said as she drew on the form, "Although the two initial data are similar, the data of "The Deadly Express" has been falling, and the scumbag is the opposite."

"All right……"

"Also." Shana said, turning to the shaking girl in the corner, "Rongwei, why don't you apply for a big recommendation for "SCP Dungeon"?"

"Ah..." The girl with glasses shivered in fear, "This data is indeed good, but I see the recommendation standards, it seems that it has not reached the level of recommendation for a big shot, right?"

"Don't worry about the standards, you have to bring up the best books and newspapers in your hands every week." Shana nodded and explained, "If you don't meet that standard, others may not be able to, but there are great recommendations every day. Whoever grabs it will belong to whom I will decide whether to grab it."

"Okay..." The girl in glasses quickly took out her notebook and wrote it down.

Shana then scanned to the three male editors: "You guys are the same, so they bring new players. The team's performance is consistent. If you have time to make jokes with the author, it's better to help Qiangwei check out the recommendation application form."

Several people nodded in response.

Shana then scanned the form again: "There is no problem with Anxi, but there is a very strange application. Do you want to recommend a short work to the homepage?"

"Yeah." Li Gefei raised his glasses and said, "Tokyo Script Killing is a work with potential. In the past two weeks, I have gained good data based on natural traffic alone. At least the short stories of the top five this year. I have applied for him to be released on the shelves next Monday. I hope it can be matched with a decent recommendation."

"You can recommend the biggest short story channel to him. The home page recommendations are very tight. Are you sure you want to invest in a short story?"

"There is no way, the traffic of the short story channel is basically equal to no one. It's the same as if it's not a ranking." Li Gefei nodded steadily. "From the perspective of subscription income, we should not invest in short stories, but this author is worth cultivating, and the story itself is compatible with other channels. I want to encourage him as much as possible and bet on him to write good long stories."

""Tokyo Script Kill" is right." Shana said, turning around and operating the mouse, "Wait for a minute, I'll take a look."

It doesn't take 1 minute, just 5 seconds later...

Oh!

Shana smashed the mouse and glared.

"Wild Dog??!"

"..." Anxi was silent.

It's over...

Mr. Na has signed...

The Fei Yuan next to him had already started to laugh desperately.

In the strange atmosphere, Shana put down her mouse without reading the main text, and rubbed her face in annoyance: "Anxi, when I was still the editor, I believed him like you..."

Li Gefei swallowed dryly and spitted.

"Oh..." Shana sighed, looked at Li Gefei for a few seconds before spreading her arms, "Forget it, give him the smallest recommendation on the homepage to try... Although I don't believe in the wild dog, I believe you."

"Mr. Na!" Li Gefei was ignited, "Yes! Don't believe him, believe me who believes in him!"

"No need to do this, you have to be responsible for your poor performance." Shana said and clicked on the system again, "I will approve it together on Monday. Well... it's almost 50,000 words... He should have reached his limit."

“…”

"Anyway, be prepared for him to be unable to be listed. In addition, the work will be interrupted after the fee is charged to the shelves, which will have a greater negative impact on the author and the website. I hope you have thought about all these things."

"Japanese food." Li Gefei nodded fiercely, "I'll invite the whole group to eat Japanese food again."

"Don't do this, you are not rich..." Shana shook her head with laughter and cry, "Don't you still have to have a second child? You don't have to take such a loser."

Fei Yuan next to him had already taken out his cell phone and started calculating.

"Hey, I have opened a new store, with the highest 588 people, and the five of us are only 3,000 yuan."

"……………………” Li Gefei slapped his forehead.

Damn, my mind got hot... I took out my son's milk powder money...

no!

Dog! You have to write it for me even if you are urinating!

Although Li Gefei forced himself to the brink of private bankruptcy, he did not say much to the Wild Dog. He only notified him to be put on the shelves at midnight on Monday, did not make any recommendations, and did not mention any matters about the eunuch.

He knew very well that this should not put extra pressure on the author.

Of course, the result is as expected-

【Wild Dog: I got it.】

“…”

At the work station, Li Gefei looked at these three words and seemed to have accepted this setting.

He even laughed, just like when he asked the goddess whether she was sleeping.
Chapter completed!