After sending it, Quan Jin blocked the blind person.

If she hadn't entered an institution and graduated, it would have taken at least half a year. Her health was not enough to go to the army, so Quan Jin was too lazy to write this thing, her head hurt!

Sudden!

"Ding dong!" the sound.

A message popped up on the computer. It was a person who wanted to add Quan Jin as a friend. There was a line on it:

'Hello.'

'I am the new editor of the novel website just now: Qingfeng.'

The person Quan Jin added just now is an old editor named Hongcha. She has been working at Literary Network for several years.

Quan Jin clicks to apply as a friend.

Soon, the other party sent a message: 'Sorry to bother you. I just heard Hongcha talking about you, so I asked her for your manuscript.'

'I read it and it's very good in every aspect. I want to sign a contract with you.'

Quan Jin:???

It sounds like something doesn't feel right.

Seeing that Quan Jin didn't reply, editor Qingfeng posted another message: 'I'm not afraid of hiding it from you. The editor-in-chief will resign in a month. I want to be promoted, and Black Tea is my opponent.'

That's right.

I think Hongcha was in the office and said something bad about Quan Jin. Then Qingfeng happened to be interested and read Quan Jin's manuscript.

Quan Jin: ‘There is no male protagonist.’

Editor Qingfeng: 'I know that the rankings are indeed full of sadomasochistic CEO stories. It's hard for strong female characters without male protagonists to get ahead.'

'But, I want to try!'

It is indeed necessary to try Quan Jin's book after all.

But the stakes are a little higher.

If you lose, the opportunity for promotion as editor-in-chief may be gone.

Seeing that Quan Jin had not replied to the message, editor Qingfeng was a little anxious and sent a series of messages:

'Most authors will choose to cater to the market and write things they don't like, because authors also need to live and need money.'

'Readers like to read books like that, but there is one thing missing.'

Quan Jin now replied: 'What the hell?'

'soul!'

The editor Qingfeng replied quickly. You can imagine that Qingfeng's expression when replying will definitely contain respect for these two words.

'Although your book does not have a male protagonist.'

'But I found the soul, a thoughtful book.'

After posting these two sentences, editor Qingfeng paused.

Then I typed in a few more messages: 'I admire you very much for being able to write such an alternative book despite the pressure of the world.'

'I know you want to tell those girls to be self-reliant and don't lose yourself in love. I believe in you: My king, you won't lose too miserably!'

Quan Jin is sitting at the computer desk.

I took a look at my pen name, and it seemed like a long time had passed since I heard anyone call her these two words.

The computer light hit Quan Jin's upper body.

It is said that the more delicate the facial features, the less attractive they are, but Quan Jin happens to be that kind of person, both delicate and attractive.

'good!'
Chapter completed!