I really don't want to read files

Chapter 212

Qianmo literature, editorial department.

Reviewing a manuscript is hard work, but having no good manuscript to review is the biggest hard work.

Wild boar, as the old editor in chief of the fantasy and fantasy classification of Qianmo literature, often laments that the gap between Qianmo literature and terminus Chinese network is widening year by year.

Looking at the works recommended on the home page that were still at the level of a few years ago, the boar felt a fit of impatience.

In this era when traffic is king, capital is king and user base is king, boar is deeply aware that Qianmo literature has missed the best time to excavate and cultivate the exclusive great God author of the platform.

Although a few years ago, Qianmo literature also paid a high price, and several platinum levels were dug up from other websites, including terminal Chinese network, the situation of the platform has also improved.

But later, it was the God making movement supported by strong capital and the exclusive ecological monopoly. Not only did several platinum return to their old owners, but those who remained in the fields also had the meaning of surviving.

IP，IP，IP。

Big IP is the last word.

If Qianmo literature wants to continue to compete with its old rivals, it urgently needs a work with out of circle influence and easy to adapt all kinds of derivative works.

But look at the current works of Qianmo, there are qualified works, but not many, and there are no high-quality works.

Especially in the fantasy and fantasy area, when the wild boar looks at it every time, the top ones are still the routines of God King, God Emperor and fighting heaven and earth, and they can't beat the more popular ones of the same type.

Other categories are the same. The urban channel is still a perspective eye, king of war, miracle doctor and so on.

Vulgar!

too vulgar to be endured!

Take these old-fashioned urban articles and compare them with the book "I really don't want to read files" on the terminal network!

Therefore, generally speaking, there is a lack of works and good works in Qianmo literature.

So early that morning, boar went to the editorial department. After handling the daily work of the editor in chief, he joined the army of finding good works like other editors.

"After rebirth, I became the king of crooked mouth dragon"... Well, the stem is very hot... "

"Pingwuqi eldest martial sister" shit, this is not the copy next door... Well, but it seems to copy well, sign it! "

......

The editor in chief boar held a spirit of panning for gold in dung. After reading several conventional works, he stopped looking at a new contribution.

"Beiliang palace is located in Qingliang mountain, with thousands of families and prosperous Civil Engineering..."

Martial arts?

Or immortal?

Well, I don't care about the classification for the time being. In a word, the wild boar still feels relatively novel. After reading a chapter, I found that such a style of writing is very rare in online articles.

"It should be written by uncle. Those people who are crazy about Jin Yong..."

In fact, the wild boar is always not optimistic about the things written by those people, because the attribute of online text is low, and few of them have achieved good results.

He continued to look down, and then unconsciously, the boar frowned and thought.

Ma Dan, I want to see the follow-up

"OK, sign and see..."

Although the wild boar is still not optimistic about this style of writing, it is not only retro, but also a little green. It is difficult to say that it can stand the test of a long article.

However, compared with those divine kings and emperors, the divine sword in the snow is also a clear stream. Looking at the current world outlook, it will really become a corner and have the potential for adaptation.

"But the name is a little awkward... Divine sword line... Strange..."

Not only is the title awkward, but the author's pseudonym is also very special.

"[beauty looks at everything Su]... What broken pseudonym, forced to write poetry? Late stage of Wenqing disease... "

After make complaints about it for two days, wild boar added the author's QQ.

After introducing various routine communication and signing processes, boar mentioned the title of the book:

[boar: I feel a bit tongue twisty about the title of the book. I suggest changing it here.]

[the beauty looks at everything. Su: how to change it? Any suggestions?]

[boar: Well, the divine sword sounds a bit like the martial arts TV series of the last century. After thinking about it, I suggest changing the sword into a knife. It has tension. It's simply called fierce knife in the snow. How about it?]

After the boar sent this one, the other party was silent.

It was not until half an hour later that three words were sent:

[I think so]

Therefore, the fierce knife in the snow was officially serialized in Qianmo literature.

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On the other hand, in the Chinese class of class 7, after Lin Xiaoxian secretly touched his mobile phone and put it down, he was relieved of a worry.

"Fierce knife in the snow" is at least a novel that can be read to the family.

After Lin Xiaoxian changed his vest, he could show his novel to his family with a new pseudonym.

At that time, they can rest assured that they will not be afraid of being seen by their little aunt and sister as long Aotian YY, which will lead to social death.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Lin Xiaoxian was proud of this and was stabbed by his deskmate with his elbow:

"Lin Xiaoxian, what are you muttering about? The teacher is staring at you... "

"Ah? Oh... "

Lin Xiaoxian looked up. Du Tianjun turned his head to the blackboard and was staring at himself.

Looking at Lao Du, Lin Xiaoxian thought that at least he had to get up and answer a question or something.

However, at this time, a voice in the fourth group by the window attracted the attention of almost everyone, including Du Tianjun.

"Snow! Snow! "

Lin Xiaoxian was stunned. Subconsciously, he thought that he was talking about his fierce knife in the snow. As a result, he looked sideways and saw that there were slowly white spots outside the window, which were not small, falling down with the wind like dandruff of God.

It snowed in Chengdu.

"Oh!!"

"Shit, finish class quickly!"

"Come on, come on, open the window!"

"Ha ha, do you want to do exercises during the big break?"

......

Everyone's mood is written on their faces, which is an excitement that northerners can't understand.

Snowball, snowball battle, snowman

Children in the north are tired of things, but they can become the winter dream of many adults in Chengdu.

The big cooling down this time seems to be good!

"Ye Qinghui, do you remember when it snowed last time in Chengdu?"

"Uh... The year before last?"

"No, it's only sleet. It tastes good only in the suburbs, and it soon melts. I'm talking about the kind that can be piled up in the city."

"Ah? That's when I was very young. Can this... Work this year? "

"Nonsense! Look how big it is. "

Indeed, the snow outside the window came very big and suddenly. Even after it fell, push reports appeared on the mobile phone one after another.

"All right, all right, don't get excited! One by one, I haven't seen the world... "

On the podium, Du Tianjun scolded the students, but he also paced to the window and stretched his neck.

At this time, almost the whole class of class 7 stood up, and some people in group 3 or even group 2 squeezed directly to the window in order to see the true face of the snow.

To be more exaggerated, they had to belong to several liberal arts classes. They simply poured into the corridor and stretched out their hands like the zombies behind the fence. Some students took out their mobile phones to take photos at the first time, and then were successfully confiscated by the teacher.