I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 94

"……and then?"

Hearing that his father didn't continue talking.

The little girl lying on the bed couldn't help opening her eyes and asked aloud.

"...Well, let's keep a little suspense, and let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

The man looked at the phone screen again, and then said to his daughter.

"Um……"

The little girl pursed her lips, just nodded, and then obediently closed her eyes.

After these few days, the girl probably understood that it was the author who wrote the story and wrote it here, and the story would have to wait until the next day.

But why is this man telling stories so slowly?

"Okay, let's go to bed."

Seeing his daughter sleeping obediently, the man stroked his daughter's hair again,
After pulling the quilt, he got up and walked out of the room lightly.

Standing in the aisle, the man picked up his phone again and couldn't help leaving a comment in the comment section.

"...The author, can you think about not breaking the chapters like this... Tell my daughter a story every day, and it will disappear... Well, can you have more?"

……

"Cough cough..."

Ji Zhuo looked at the comments in the comment area,
He couldn't help coughing dryly to cover up his embarrassment.

Didn't he break the chapter on purpose?

It’s really the number of words for a chapter, and with the plot, it just stops here as the end of a chapter’s plot.

As for more...

Ji Zhuo, who was writing a fairy tale for the first time, felt that even a double-digit speed attribute could not save him.

Some problems with the choice of words and sentences and the control of the writing style severely limited his speed of coding.

It's been so long since the update, so he stumbled when he was writing, and the revisions became a little smoother.

All in all, can it be his fault?

No!

Ji Zhuo felt at ease and nodded in satisfaction.

"Ding dong."

At this time, the phone rang.

A message came up on Penguin Chat.

"30 per second: In a good mood today, come out for a meal?
Clumsy but extraordinary: Why is the girl in such a beautiful mood today?Did you remember me?
30 per second: Isn't this the new book by the dog author? If you read the book, you are naturally happy. "

"Cough cough..."

Ji Zhuo felt that his throat might be somewhat uncomfortable,
Although he was the only one in the room, he still couldn't help but want to cough twice.

"Clumsy and uncommon: ah, congratulations, congratulations...

30 per second: Same joy, same joy.

30 per second: Today is the Chinese New Year for the author and readers of the dog.Come out to eat? "

Looking at this news, Ji Zhuo felt a little guilty, but also a little complicated.

Just as an author, seeing my readers support him so much...

"Clumsy and Uncommon: Location.

30 per second: Three bowls of rice in a row, I invite you, come quickly.

Clumsy and uncommon: OK. "

Ji Zhuo was still able to speak, so he replied.

Just got up and went out.

the other side.

Yun Qingmu was still facing the computer screen, holding the phone in his hand.

On the computer screen, there is also a comment area of ​​a video on the site, and Ji Zhuo's new book "The Shepherd Boy Seeking Immortals",
On the phone, it displays the lively book friend group and the chat interface with Ji Zhuo just now.

A smile gradually appeared on his face, and his eyes narrowed.

Hmph, it's not up to me.

She is the mastermind behind the scenes, and with ingenious promotion, she has perfectly achieved the goal of making the dog author's new book popular.

It's a pity that the lights in the bedroom are too bright, and the atmosphere is really not worthy of her, the mastermind behind the scenes.

Yun Qingmu feels very happy today,
Especially thinking of the possible communication with Ji Zhuo in a while, I am even happier.

……

Ji Zhuo's mood can't be said to be too good, nor can it be said to be too bad.

After arriving at the place Yun Qingmu mentioned by car, Ji Zhuo felt a little hungry.

After taking a glance, I found that the restaurant where I ate this time is just across from the two pot hot pots I visited last time, no wonder it is called this name.

to the place.

Yun Qingmu arrived earlier than Ji Zhuo this time, and was already waiting for Ji Zhuo.

Entering this small but elegant restaurant, I found a seat by the window and sat down.
Ordered.

The food was not served, but the drinks came first.

The two skillfully took out their mobile phones from their pockets.

From time to time, Yun Qingmu lowered her head and took a sip of the bottled yogurt with a straw, while glancing at the phone in her hand.

"Zeng Canghai: ...Every time I read the update of the author of the dog, I feel pity and regret for the author of the dog's future girlfriend.

Takeoff Wuhu: Why?
I'm a mortal: short chant, I only updated 4001 words today.And it will be well [-] words, I have reason to doubt the dog author's daily update limit on the card site.

Grass in the Canyon: Are you talking about cross talk here?

30 per second: I think the author of the dog has updated well, and fairy tales are probably difficult to write. "

Ji Zhuo glanced at the news in the readers group,
Flipping through the readers face to face, although Yun Qingmu couldn't see it sitting opposite, Ji Zhuo still felt guilty for some reason,
She couldn't help raising her head to look at Yun Qingmu,
At this moment, Yun Qingmu also raised her eyes from the phone, squinted her eyes and smiled gently at Ji Zhuo,
Ji Zhuo turned his head calmly.

Hmm... even more guilty.

Yun Qingmu narrowed her eyes with a smile, then lowered her head,
Sip yogurt from time to time, and look at the phone with relish.

"...What are you looking at, so happy?"

Ji Zhuo turned around and couldn't help asking.

"...Look at the dog author's update today, you know about the dog author's new book, right?"

Yun Qingmu narrowed her eyes, but still lowered her head.

"Many people in the group of authors of the new book by the dog author also said, how can they not know."

Someone replied calmly.

"...Well, the new book released by the dog author this time is about fairy tales, you know."

"From the author's point of view, Ji Zhuo, what do you think of the new book written by the dog author?"

"It's well written, but I don't like fairy tales very much, so I didn't read much."

That's right, apart from checking for typos and codewords, who would be free to turn over their own novels and read them.

Ji Zhuo replied calmly.

"You don't like watching it?"

Yun Qingmu raised her head again, and said with a smile.

"Um……"

"How about you, what do you think of this new book?"

"I think it looks very good. Although it is a fairy tale, it is well written. The plots and stories are good, and it is written... How should I put it, it feels like a fairy tale... It makes people feel calm when reading it, and can concentrate on it wholeheartedly. Plunge into this magical fairy tale world and forget the troubles of life for a while.”

"A good fairy tale makes children like it, and an excellent fairy tale turns adults into children... Well, I think this comment in the book review section of "The Shepherd Boy Searching for Immortals" is quite suitable to describe this book."

In the end, Yun Qingmu didn't forget to cover up that this comment was made by her, after all, this comment was posted a bit early.

Inexplicably, Yun Qingmu also felt guilty, and raised her head to glance at Ji Zhuo.

But Ji Zhuo felt more complicated when he heard Yun Qingmu's last familiar words.

"...Two, the food is served..."

At this time, the restaurant waiter came over with the dishes and interrupted the fight between the two.

Waiting for the lingering steam to arrive on the table, the waiter left.

Ji Zhuo turned his head to look at Yun Qingmu again, and smiled at Yun Qingmu,

"As a reader, since you like it, isn't that enough? As for the author's opinion, it's not that important."

Listening to what Ji Zhuo said with a smile, Yun Qingmu couldn't help raising her head, looked at Ji Zhuo and paused.

"...What's wrong, looking at me like that?"

"...I just feel that Ji Zhuo, you are quite handsome."

"..."

To be honest, talking about the book of "Dog Author", facing Yun Qingmu's gaze,

Ji Zhuo always felt a little guilty.

"Ahem, let's eat."

"Oh."

Yun Qingmu obediently responded.

The two ate their meals.

……

After dinner.

Looking at Yun Qingmu outside the restaurant, she walked back to the neighborhood not far away,

Ji Zhuo turned his head back again,
Pausing in place, thinking,

I always feel that Yun Qingmu's attitude is a bit strange,
Could it be that something leaked somewhere.

Ji Zhuo raised his head and pondered.

"Is that your name Didi?"

At this time, Ji Zhuo screamed so loudly.

Ji Zhuo paused his thinking, got into the car and continued to ponder.

……

"Bink, you brought such a great author with you when you came here, why didn't you mention it more?"

The non-ink fiction editorial department, the editor-in-chief of the editorial department and the person in charge of the company are communicating with pen and ink.

"...This author wrote this book under a trumpet, and the previous authorship has not been announced before, so I didn't mention it much. The contract I fought for before was for this author."

"...Well, his subject matter is indeed very risky, but now that the book's performance has improved and the previous author's identity has been exposed, let's arrange some better recommended positions for him next week."

"In fact, non-ink novels really need such a book to open up different reader groups and get out of the shackles of website development brought about by the current single reader group."

"Well. Editor-in-Chief, what recommendation do you think is better next week?"

"This week's strong push will continue. Let's add another big push. In the middle of the week, you can add one or two other recommendations on the APP. You can watch it. The reader traffic of Feimo novels is worse than that of Shiyue.com There are many, and the recommendation is not that valuable. Just look at the arrangement."

"Okay, editor-in-chief."

The editor-in-chief mentioned it, and the pen and ink naturally have no opinions, so I responded directly.
The editor-in-chief nodded, and walked away to get busy with other things again, obviously just to find pen and ink to talk about this matter.

Watching the editor-in-chief leave, the pen and ink paused,

Turning around again, facing the computer screen, he sent a message to Ji Zhuo.

Coincidentally, besides what he recommended next week, he also has something to tell Ji Zhuo.

……

"Ben Mo: Are you there? Boss.

Clumsy and uncommon: What's the matter with the boss, will you continue pushing next week?
pen and ink:……

Pen and ink: This week’s recommendation works well. Next week, Dafeng’s push will be strengthened and kept updated... Personal opinion, can you update it faster while maintaining the quality?
Clumsy and Uncommon: ...Boss, are you watching too?

Pen and ink: Hmm..."

In the house, slumped on the sofa in the living room,

Ji Zhuo was indifferent to what the editor said so much,
How could something that was supposed to happen for sure shake his firm heart and make him uncomfortable.

It was the editor's reminder that made him... complicated.

Good guy, the editor reminded me online,

Isn't this the treatment of a boss?
I have also become a boss, and the boss is actually myself.

"Clumsy and uncommon: I'm writing, I'm writing.jpg.

Clumsy and Uncommon: Is there anything else to do, boss? If not, I'm going to conceive the plot for tomorrow's update. "

Refers to playing games, reading novels, slumping on the sofa and drinking soda.

"Ben Mo: There is indeed something else I want to tell you.

Pen and ink: Didn't you say that your previous two books had good publication results?It just so happens that your book is actually more suitable for publication than serialization on the Internet.I contacted the publishing house that published your previous two books, and they are also willing to publish your fairy tale.

Pen and ink: What do you think is your opinion?After all, the copyright of this book is in your hands. "

Seeing this news, Ji Zhuo couldn't help sitting up from the sofa,
His book is indeed intended to be published, not only because he wants to squeeze the wool out of the system, but also because the subject matter of this book is more suitable for publication as a physical book.

But is it too early?

"Clumsy and Uncommon: Publish Now? Isn't it a bit early? Is this space enough?

Pen and ink: It will definitely take some time for you to update it to 10,000+ words. In this way, the whole fairy tale is divided into upper and lower parts and published successively. One part has 10,000+ words. With the interjection of fairy tale novels, it is almost a long-length fairy tale in this book.

Pen and ink: Of course, you can take your time.I was reading your book before... Well, my grades were not very good. I am going to see if I can get better grades if I take the road of publishing.But now the results of your online serialization of this book are also good, it is actually okay to wait, and it should be fine to wait until the book is finished.

Clumsy and uncommon: Now, let’s publish it as soon as possible, even if it is divided into upper and lower parts.

pen and ink:……"

It's not that I'm afraid of getting better grades in the future... although it can be considered a reason.

The main reason is that Ji Zhuo was afraid that if he finished the serialization, the system would just end this issue for him.

It's still half and half out...

"Ben Mo: That's fine, then you are signing an authorization contract, come here, and then send it to the publishing house."

"Clumsy and uncommon: yes, boss."

Speaking of sending the licensing contract to the publishing house,

Ji Zhuo then thought of another incident,

The two hundred signed books are still piled in the living room.

"……Hey……"

Looking at the pile of books, Ji Zhuo couldn't help sighing.

Then throw the phone aside,
Rummaging in the room, I found a gel pen that was almost out of ink.

Tried it on a piece of waste paper, and threw it away decisively.

Then I went to the delivery software and bought a pen and an A4 paper.

After graduating from university, he probably hasn't touched a pen seriously.

I saw it just now...it was written like a dog crawling.

……

I practiced for an hour or two,

Only then did Ji Zhuo feel a little bit of a touch, he pulled a book and started to sign on the table.

"Clumsy and uncommon"

Signed a name on the basically blank title page,
It feels like something is missing.

Well...these loyal readers are all to blame!
If you have to retaliate against them, just paint the title pages of the books they bought!

"I wish you good health."

"I wish you progress in your work and studies."

"I wish you peace and joy."

And every signed book has a word of blessing,

Ji Zhuo looked back at the two big cardboard boxes containing two hundred books.

Sighed,

Hey……

Sin ah.

……

"Uncle Yu..."

"Speak directly if you have anything to say. Don't hesitate."

In Yucheng, the old man sat on the seat, soaking his feet in hot water.

I got up today and walked a few more steps, but now my feet started to feel sore again.

The nurse stood beside the old man, looked at the phone, and then at the old man, hesitating.

Hearing what the old man said, he continued,

"Uncle Yu, didn't you ask me to buy a physical book of "Seven Days of Hell" before and keep it?"

"I've already bought it. I checked it just now. It's already on the way and it's almost here."

"Ah."

The old man just nodded in response.

"But I also saw just now that the website said that the latest batch of books on the shelves will have the author's signature book."

Uncle Yu is so old, he shouldn't care about signing books, right?

But the nurse still told the old man what he saw.

"Um……"

The old man just answered.

Then with a calm expression on his face, he said something forward,
"It just so happens that some of my old friends also like to read books on weekdays. Buy ten more books and give them to them later."

"It's a pity for them to miss such a good work."

"..."

Seeing the old man saying these words calmly,

The nurse couldn't help but pause,

Then why didn't you recommend it to these old friends before.

"Okay, Uncle Yu."

"...Well... Uncle Yu, do you want Mr. Yu to ask the author directly for a copy from the company. The author should still be in contact with the company now."

"There's no need for that."

The old man shook his head this time and did not agree again.

(End of this chapter)