A thick envelope was sorted and delivered... and finally arrived in a tall building in Orsay City.
On the front of the building, there is also a signboard - 'Craftsman Publishing House'.
This is a publishing house that Roca has had a good relationship with before, and its literary works are selling well on the West Coast.
The waitress at the front desk gracefully signed for the thick letters and quickly sorted them into categories.
Letters from readers are placed in a huge wooden barrel aside. Manuscripts from well-known authors are sent directly to the editor-in-chief for personal review. Unknown contributors are handed over to the corresponding editor according to classification.
During this process, the envelope with "Roca"'s name written on it fell into the hands of the waitress.
"Mr. Rocca's manuscript is given to Clem for editing!"
She made a mark, immediately picked up a large pile of letters, went to the office on the second floor, and delivered them to every desk.
Clem is a middle-aged man with a beer belly and thick glasses.
At this time, while eating a sandwich, he opened Rocca's envelope and took out the manuscript inside.
"The Nightingale is over? It's a tragic ending! It's not bad... Literary scholars prefer tragedy, although the general public prefers laughter..."
He murmured a few words, took a rough look at it first, and then began to read it carefully line by line: "Huh? Mr. Rocca's writing skills seem to have improved a lot?"
As an editor, Clem has sufficient experience and work experience.
Although Rocca, whose original pen name was "Mr. Ring", also had certain literary skills, he preferred to use gorgeous and meaningless complex rhetoric. It was like a bouquet with bright appearance but no real meaning. It withered after a while.
It's okay at first glance, but it doesn't make people long for it for a long time.
But this time at the end, the other party used a realistic approach. Although the text is simple, but with just a few words, the demeanor of the protagonist and supporting characters seems to come to life on the page. Through the description of the environment, the psychology of each character is reflected, and the clever coordination makes people feel
I couldn't help but want to applaud.
"What a pity... If the whole article had such writing power, I can recommend it to the editor-in-chief. It deserves better layout and resources..."
Climb murmured to himself and discovered that after the end, there was a brand new submission.
"No...more than one, "Robert and Yingliye"? "House of Terror"? One romance, one horror?"
Clem became interested, wiped his glasses, made himself a cup of coffee, and then became more careful.
Before I knew it, a few hours had passed.
"No... why did Yingli Ye, who was so cute and kind, die? Fate... you are so unfair..."
After Climb finished reading "Robert and Yingliye", he rubbed the corners of his eyes, which were a little moist.
"Although it is a vulgar love story, the author's writing is mature and eloquent, and it seems to be happening around us..."
He didn't want to say it, but it reminded him of his first love and made him feel heartbroken.
In the afternoon, Clem started "The House of Horror" and was immediately attracted by the weird settings. His scalp was numb because of the weird and unparalleled killing techniques, especially the moment when the murderer appeared at the end, which was completely unexpected.
It made him feel frightened.
"Both articles are worthy of strong recommendation. This author will definitely be popular. But...why did he have to kill Yingli Ye? Is it to win the prize?"
Climb had to think this way.
In recent years, the atmosphere of literary awards has been bad, with a preference for serious styles, and tragedies are more likely to be favored than comedies. This has become an unspoken rule.
As for horror, the audience is stable and it is easy to gain a group of die-hard fans.
All in all, these are two high-quality articles. If I don’t recommend them to the editor-in-chief and let the author run away, he will probably get his head blown off!
Therefore, Clem took the manuscript directly, went to Chief Editor Im's office, and knocked on the door: "Chief Editor, I would like to recommend two articles..."
He stopped mid-sentence and saw an annoying guy in the office.
It was a pale man wearing a black windbreaker.
Clem didn't know the other party's name, but he knew that the other party belonged to the 'Literary Works Review Committee', a strange but extremely powerful organization.
Any published literary work must be 'reviewed' by them in advance, otherwise, it will not get a publication number at all and it will be illegal reading.
A work that Clem was once very optimistic about inexplicably failed before it was published and sold well. There was no use in complaining afterwards, and he had no temper at all.
"Clem? It just so happens that what this gentleman mentioned is related to you. I originally wanted to call you."
Im had a kind smile on his face.
"Hello, sir, I'm Clem!"
Seeing the other party looking over, Climb swallowed down his previous slander and complaints, and immediately bowed, his attitude as respectful as possible.
"Well, there is an author in charge of you, whose pen name is 'Mr. Ring'. From now on, his manuscripts will be sent directly to my office for review."
The man in black said with a cold face.
"no problem."
Climb nodded repeatedly, but stopped talking.
Finally, under Im's murderous gaze, he told the story that Mr. Ring had sent several manuscripts.
"Then please leave it to me."
Although the man in black's tone was polite, there was no room for doubt: "I still need a quiet office."
"Of course." Im quickly asked someone to prepare.
Gavin directly occupied the office and began to review the manuscripts.
As an examiner of the 'Examination Committee', he certainly knows that his organization is part of the Secret Keepers.
It is their responsibility to review all published publications every year to ensure that no information related to supernatural forces is spread.
As an investigator, Roca is said to have written short poems with supernatural powers, so he is naturally the target of intense scrutiny.
He looked at the manuscript with a serious expression. He first took out a white crystal and placed it on the manuscript.
After more than ten seconds, the white crystal showed no abnormality at all, nor did it become turbid inside.
"Very good...there is no abnormal power contamination. Then, let's review whether some information has been written that should not be leaked..."
Gavin found a chair and sat down, and began to review each word.
Facts have proved that the works written by Fang Xian are very 'clean' and do not involve any ritual knowledge or mysterious worship.
Love, in particular, has nothing to do with this aspect at all.
"House of Terror" tells the story of a highly intelligent serial murderer, but his killing methods are very cleverly conceived.
"There is probably no problem and it can be approved."
Gavin put down the manuscript, inexplicably thinking of his first love, and his heart ached: "But... why did Yingliye die?"