Within the Wenyue Group in Changning City.

Hongdou, the editor-in-chief of the urban group, is looking at the Sanjiang recommendation list submitted by several editors.

Each editor submitted three books, and the total was just over ten.

Of the new urban-categorized books in this issue, there are currently 83 that are still being serialized, and 124 that have been eunuchs.

Among the remaining 83 books, the word count has exceeded 150,000 words.

Among them, the reading data of 65 books is below 100.

There are a total of 12 books for 100 to 500 readers.

From 500 to 1000, there are 5 books in total.

There is only one book with more than 1,000 readers.

The meaning of follow-up reading data is the number of readers who have read the latest chapter of this book within 24 hours.

Generally speaking, by the time the novel is released, the number of readers who are willing to spend money to subscribe to the book is probably between 60% and 80% of the number of readers.

There are no new books by major authors in the urban category this week, so this data is pretty good.

Especially this new book with over 1,000 readings, it seems like the author is still a newbie?

Hongdou clicked on the book and read it a few times, but by the time he came to his senses, more than half an hour had passed.

"The editors-in-chief of each group are here to have a meeting to decide on the list of recommendations for Sanjiang." Nan Feng, the editor-in-chief of Wenyue, walked to the office and knocked on the door.

The editors-in-chief of each group stood up one after another, took their seats in the conference room, and began to enthusiastically shake their heads and compete for Sanjiang's recommendation.

When Hongdou returned to the editorial team with a tired look on his face, he sent a notice to several editors.

[There are two places for Sanjiang in the urban group next week, one for "A Family of Traditional Chinese Medicine" and the other for "I'm Really Not a Celebrity". The lists of other groups have also been sent to you]

As soon as this notice was issued, editor Qingyue, who originally looked confident of winning, suddenly became stiff and a little unbelievable.

"Editor-in-Chief, what is going on?" Editor Qingyue asked with a frown, "The "Korean Entertainment Max Level Guide" in my hand has a reading of 780. This data has been steadily entering Sanjiang in the past few weeks, right? There are no popular books this week.

.”

"Unlucky, please let this author wait for another week, otherwise he will have to put it on the shelves directly." Editor-in-chief Hongdou said without raising his eyelids, "Fantasy, fairy tale and science fiction, this time there are several books with over 800 readings.

Our group couldn’t get a spot this week, so we were only given two spots.”

"So fierce?" Editor Qingyue was stunned for a moment, "That's not right. I know the book "A Family of Traditional Chinese Medicine". It has been very popular before. It is understandable that it ranks first this week, but that book "I'm Really Not a Celebrity"

"What's going on?"

"Looking at the title of this book, it's also written for entertainment, right?"

"Is there any Korean entertainment this week that I don't know about?"

"Ahem." The editor Qianzhou on the side couldn't help but speak at this time, "Sister Yue, this is mine. It's about fictional entertainment, not Korean entertainment."

"It's not Korean entertainment?!" Editor Qingyue looked surprised, "Which old author wrote it?"

According to her experience in the past six months or so, Korean entertainment articles can basically kill people in entertainment themes.

Unless it is a new book specially published by some veteran entertainment authors, a new book written by a newcomer will definitely be blasted by Korean entertainment.

There are no surprises.

"He's a new author. I got it from the new book pool." Editor Qianzhou smiled innocently and said harmlessly, "Do you remember what happened at the end of last month? There was an author who never signed a contract, and how did we end up with it?

Everyone has been sent invitations to sign contracts.”

"Oh, it seems so." Editor Qingyue looked confused and had a slight impression of this matter.

"This book was written by that author." Editor Qian Zhou explained, "Because the author was still a minor, it took some time to convince his family, so it took a week to sign the contract."

As soon as these words came out.

Editor-in-chief Hongdou, who was still drinking tea, suddenly spit out a mouthful of water.

"Cough, cough!" Editor-in-chief Hongdou coughed twice. His originally calm expression was now full of surprise, "What did you say? Underage? Could this book be written by an underage?"

Before the meeting, Hongdou read the book, and he read it directly. It took more than half an hour to regain consciousness.

This book starts with a strong gimmick, directly leading to the diva's concert blowing up.

But in the opinion of editor-in-chief Hongdou, what is really great is the protagonist’s acting style and logic, both of which have a strong sense of maturity.

Especially in the opening scene, the protagonist went on stage as a lucky audience member to sing a new song at the Queen's concert.

He didn't choose this song randomly, the genre just corresponds to the diva's recent album.

He whetted the diva's appetite, followed up on the song copyright negotiations, and then used the song as a breakthrough to obtain a series of resources from the diva.

The money for royalties is the least important, the focus is on the diva's connections and other resources in the industry.

This immediately opened up the protagonist’s subsequent thoughts and patterns.

It seems that he is a veteran in writing about entertainment. I don’t know who wrote the vest.

And now you’re telling me that this thing was written by a minor?!

"That's right." Editor Qian Zhou scratched his head, "This guy's pen name is Zhong Ran. I saw his contract information and it turns out he is indeed a minor. He is 15 years old this year."

At this moment, no one in the editorial team spoke, and everyone looked at each other in shock. They didn't expect to encounter such a talented person these days.

"Oh, right." The editor Qianzhou suddenly remembered something, looked at the list of new books in his hand this time, and added, "There is also the "Literary Age", which I have read more than 500 times this week, and the author is also

She's underage...17 years old and still a girl."

"ah?"

The editors present were stunned for a moment, looking at Qianzhou with a somewhat strange look.

You kid, it’s understandable that you are a newbie and don’t have author resources.

But it’s not like they’re just targeting minors, right?!

Are you leaving it here to play and develop?

…

Early August.

The weather is getting hotter.

Li Luo had been busy in the breakfast shop all morning. He felt that his back was sweaty and his short sleeves were soaked through.

While having lunch in the store, Li Luo sat on his seat and looked at his parents who were busy inside.

The sweat on their foreheads kept flowing. They had been doing this for more than ten years.

And I only came to help out for more than a month during the summer vacation. Now I feel extremely tired when I get up every day.

After thinking about this, Li Luo pursed his lips, finally empathizing with his parents' hard work.

If possible, I still have to work hard to free my parents from such repetitive and complicated work.

Thinking about these things in his mind, after Li Luo finished lunch, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

The mobile phone he uses now is still a flip phone that was retired from his mother's hands.

After opening it, he found that it was Ying Chanxi's phone number. Li Luo raised his eyebrows, and after answering the call, he held it to his ear.

"Hello? What's going on?"

"Li Luo, where are you now?" Ying Chanxi asked quietly on the other end of the phone.

"We're in the store, what's wrong?" Li Luo looked strange, "Aren't you in class?"

"Yes, it's lunch break now." Ying Chanxi responded, "Yesterday I looked at the weather forecast and it said it would rain today. I forgot to put away the clothes I hung to dry, and I didn't close the balcony window. You can go back and help me later.

Can you just collect it?"

"Oh, I understand." Li Luo nodded, "Is there anything else?"

"Hmm..." Ying Chanxi thought for a while, "These two days are tests for all subjects in the early class, so I hope I do well in the exam."

"I think with your strength, you should be able to win the first place."

"so?"

"Then I wish Ying Chanxi the best in all subjects. This one is more challenging." Li Luo grinned and said with a chuckle, "Come on."

"Hmm." Ying Chanxi nodded with satisfaction, "Just wait, I'll try my best."

After hanging up the phone, Li Luo stretched and glanced at the gloomy sky outside, feeling that it was about to rain.

"Mom, have you brought an umbrella?" Li Luo asked Lin Xiuhong before leaving.

"No, what's wrong?"

"It might rain in the afternoon." Li Luo said, "I'm going back first. If it rains in the evening, give me a call and I'll bring an umbrella down."

"I know, let's go."

Looking at her son's back as he left the store, Lin Xiuhong wiped the sweat from her forehead and felt that she was no longer as tired as before.

I originally thought that this kid was just showing off. He just had summer vacation and wanted to show off in front of his parents and get some extra pocket money.
To be continued...