love in fiction

Title: Love in Fiction (Author Ting x Wen Bianfeng)

Author: red di beetle

Summary:

The brain hole this time comes from the previous experience of being oppressed by the beetle. In fact, the subtle relationship between the editor and the author is quite interesting.

The full text is basically sweet and fleshy, and beetles can't do without their old profession!Anyway, this time I will definitely not need as many brain cells as the previous article!

(One)

'Everything returned to tranquility again, King Cang lay weakly on the bed, and what that person said came to mind

"Life is like a dream, it's ridiculous that the world is paranoid,"

'Do you think I'm the most ridiculous person in the world? ' Cang Wang asked silently in his heart

It's just that the person who can answer him still doesn't exist between this world and the world.

He used to think that he changed the world with her, but he never thought that she was his world

Met her when he had nothing, she let him get the world, and he lost the world because of her

'Is this your retribution for me?If so, can you forgive me for that? ' said the king in a low voice

The book says that the person who is about to die will see the person who left before him, and they will take the dead person to another world, but why can't they see her?

Regret, paleness, pain, and self-deprecation turned into a smile on the corner of the mouth

Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, King Cang closed his eyes and left the world he had hated and fought for all his life

From then on, there will be no more kings in the world!

(Finish)

After proofreading the manuscript again, clicking send email and closing the laptop, the next step is to take a week off for him.

Looking at the alarm clock hands on the wall pointing at 8:[-] in the morning, it's time to rest

Walking to the bathroom, the big mirror showed a near-perfect person

The body is slender and well-proportioned, the muscles are just right, showing a rigid beauty, the handsome facial features are tall, the nose is straight and the eyes are deep.

Someone said that if he chooses to be a star, he will be popular among thousands of girls

But he chose the industry that least needs to show his face - novel writer

William Chan, pen name: Chen et al. 28 years old best-selling novelist.Three years ago, a "Phantom Array" made him appear in front of everyone, and he was sought after unprecedentedly, becoming a representative figure of fantasy novels in this period.In just three years, he became one of the top three novel writers in the rich list, and under his guidance, "Phantom Array" was also adapted into a TV series, and it was instantly in the limelight in the novel world

Everyone wants to sign a contract with the most popular writer, but this great writer Chen has a big principle in submitting manuscripts and writing-it depends on his mood.This is why some editors dare not approach him.

Currently a freelance contract writer of "Zhu Xiang" Publishing House, and the editor is in an eternal tug of war....

(two)

"Go away, go away!" Li Yifeng ran frantically down the aisle of the office with a pile of documents in his arms.

"Come on Brother Feng!" Ma Tianyu cheered for Li Yifeng while sitting in his seat.

With a bang, all the thick materials were placed in front of a desk. Sitting in front of the desk was the manager of the editorial department. hemisphere.

"2:59:58, the time is just right!" Li Yifeng looked at the pink watch on his wrist and said

"Okay, very good!" Chen Hemiqiu gritted his teeth and said

"I have nothing to do, I will go to work!" Li Yifeng smiled and turned back to his seat

"It's so dangerous!" Ma Tianyu moved his head back to his seat

"Don't worry, I'm sacrificing time, trying to trick me? It's not that easy!" Li Yifeng shrugged

"Li Yifeng!" A gloomy voice appeared beside him while chatting

"Wow! Chen Ban... Bah, Manager Chen, you have something to do with me!" Turning his head, Chen Banqiu's bitter face was projected in front of Li Yifeng's eyes

"Enter all the materials of these writers into the computer for me! Give them to me tomorrow morning!" The thick materials returned to Li Yifeng's hands in an instant

"Damn it! So many? These writers who didn't renew their contracts with us a few years ago also want it?" Li Yifeng looked at the hill in front of him in disbelief.

What happened to you?After throwing such a look, Chen Hemiqiu left in a ditty way, and was still playing a ditty in his mouth

"Ma Tianyu, save me!" Li Yifeng turned his head and looked at Ma Tianyu sadly after slapping his middle finger fiercely behind his back.

"Of course, this is my duty as a friend! One month's breakfast!" Ma Tianyu said firmly

"Damn it! You still need to be paid for fulfilling your obligations!"

"A 200CC donation these days will be given with a recharge card! You must stay up all night tonight with this pile of mountains. It may affect my beauty. I sacrifice a lot, okay?" Ma Tianyu swept the hills around Li Yifeng up and down.

"Okay! Deal!" Li Yifeng took half of it from his own hill and threw it heavily on Ma Tianyu's table, a burst of dust immediately rose up, causing the two of them to cough.

two o'clock at night

"Brother Feng, why does that Chen Heiqiu keep targeting you? I didn't see him like this when I was an assistant editor!" Ma Tianyu couldn't overcome the drowsiness, so he decided to make a cup of coffee to refresh himself and gossip

"How do I know, maybe I'm more handsome than him, so he's jealous of me?" Li Yifeng frantically entered the data without blinking his eyes. In fact, he also thought about Ma Tianyu's question, but in the end he couldn't come to a conclusion. It can only be blamed on the fact that he is too handsome to be hated.

"I said you are too narcissistic too!" Hearing Li Yifeng's words, Ma Tianyu was a little amused.Three years later, why is this person still so narcissistic?

Li Yifeng and Ma Tianyu are buddies in the same dormitory as college classmates. After graduation, Li Yifeng, who has a better family background, chose to go abroad for fun, while Ma Tianyu entered the current company as an assistant editor.

Three years later, they met again in the same company, but now Ma Tianyu is an official editor and has his own writer in charge, while Li Yifeng is an assistant editor, which is equivalent to doing odd jobs.

"Otherwise, I really have no reason. Doesn't that dead hemisphere have a few best-selling writers in its hands? One day when my writer outsells his, I'll pull out all the rest of his hair!!!" Li Yifeng hated Tooth itching, fingers pinching

"Yes, yes, Brother Feng, but first of all, your young master must become an official editor!" Ma Tianyu said with a smile, and returned to his seat to join the struggle on that hill.

(three)

"Brother Ting! When are you free to come to the office? Let's talk about the next article." The editor over the phone asked respectfully

"I'll talk about it when I'm in the mood!" Turning off the phone, Chen Weiting adjusted his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, picked up his coffee and leaned on the sun chair to enjoy the sunny holiday

"Hello?" The helpless Chen Banqiu yelled two more times to the beeping phone, and finally hung up the phone with a dead face.

"I knew I was hung up again just by looking at it! It's really satisfying." Looking at Chen Hemiqiu's gloomy face, Ma Tianyu said to Li Yifeng cheerfully.

"It's rare to see him like this, who is such a big name?" It's rare to see Chen Hemiqiu like this, Li Yifeng is a little strange

"You don't know? It's the current best-selling writer Chen and so on, let him rely on the writer William Chan to do his best all day long, this kind of fake life still has to pay the price!" Ma Tianyu looked at you No way looking at Li Yifeng

"One day I will also be in charge of such a great writer, and I will show my prestige once!" Li Yifeng made up his mind and said proudly

"Forget it. I heard that this great writer Chen has a bad style and never gives face to the editor. You see Chen Hemiqiu is a model. You can't hold this kind of great writer." Turning to the computer, he sent a submission Wanted warrant, he still prefers the feeling of chasing people

The level of status in the editor's world depends on the resources of writers in his hands. Of course, the quantity alone is not enough. Whether the works of writers in his hands sell well is the last word, and of course it directly affects their income.

The standards for writers to choose publishing houses and editors also depend on their marketing methods and the popularity of other writers. A writer like William Chan who is so popular is the target of all publishing houses, but he has never signed a long-term contract with any publishing house. Contract, this is also a small part of the reason why 'Zhu Xiang' is so respectful.

"Ah Ting~ You don't even give me face, do you?" William Chan remembered to turn on the phone after returning home to take a shower at night, and the phone rang within less than a minute. He frowned and answered the phone Sure enough, the first sentence on the phone was this

"Boss, can you change your rhetoric?" Although he complained a bit, Chen Weiting still raised a big smile, and the white teeth showed the sun, which is very beautiful

"Then can you not be like this every time, I am also a busy person, okay?" KEN on the other end of the phone also smiled, if he didn't drag the draft every time to see his mood, why would he be like this?

"Come on, you are busy traveling around the world, do you think I don't know?" Chen Weiting took a sip of ice mineral water from the refrigerator and said

"Every time I travel around, I actually have to pay attention to chasing your manuscript, so you can be content!"

"What do you want?"

"I brought a gift back, and I will pick it up at my office tomorrow!" KEN turned the gift box in his hand and said to the phone

"Come on, it's definitely not as simple as the gift." Chen Weiting shrugged. This is the first time KEN has tricked him into the office by taking a gift and discussing the content of the next book by the way?

"Your cousin also said that she wants to see you, and she will have dinner with you tomorrow." He looked at it and took a glass of milk