After seeing the data, Zhang Zhong was in a good mood and revised several chapters he had written and uploaded them.
Then he replied to all the comments below one by one, including the previous comment of the little goldfish, and expressed his gratitude for his reward.
As for the questions of these readers, Zhang Zhong did not answer them, but just told them to continue reading and they would know soon.
He is not being mysterious, but he feels that it is not good to spoil things like this, and the book is not long. If it were not for the fact that he just woke up not long ago, his fingers are not strong enough, and he has not typed on the keyboard for so many years, it is estimated that this book will be more than ten years old.
All the novels with ten thousand words have been uploaded now.
Because the books are all in his head, he doesn't have to think at all when typing. If he had the same hand speed as when he just graduated from college and had been single for more than 20 years, he could easily write more than 10,000 words an hour.
This book can be typed out in two days at most.
But it's faster now, and half of the book has been uploaded. According to his current upload speed, it will probably only take a week to upload it.
In fact, what he most hopes to see now is that this book can be included in the essay solicitation of "Agitation Literature". If it is accepted, the website will promote the book and serialize it in physical publications. If they are optimistic about it,
For this book, I might consider signing a copyright agreement directly with my own publisher and publishing a single book.
Of course, signing a single volume will only be possible after at least all the books have been uploaded. Before that, the website would at best consider serializing the book in a physical form.
"No matter what, I'll upload the book on the website first."
Zhang Zhong held this idea, but things did not develop as he thought.
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In a small room filled with smoke, the middle-aged man put out his gun and continued to scan the library.
Fang Xingkai is the editor of "Agitation Literature", a job that looks very respectable to outsiders, but the content of his job is by no means as high-level as others think.
He is responsible for managing online submissions. He tediously reviews the novels in the essay competition every day, selects the novels with better quality and then submits them to the editor-in-chief, who checks and decides whether to include them in the essay competition.
Even on the "Agitation Literature" website, which is known for its high literary quality, the quality of the manuscripts published online every day is uneven.
In the Internet age, the threshold for submission is very low. Basically, we receive a large number of submissions every day. Only by reading more can we truly understand what it feels like to eat shit.
Some people may not even have the most basic language organization skills, but they can write an article and submit it online by typing a few words on the keyboard.
If there is one out of ten works that is of good quality, then Fang Xingkai will be very proud of it.
I just scanned a dozen books in a row, and they were all blacklisted by him.
Being on the blacklist means that even if the word count of these works reaches the next review stage next time, he will not receive a review notice.
There are stages in the review of websites. It is impossible for someone to just write to a few people and then come over to review it.
The first stage is to reach 10,000 words. At this stage, he may receive review news and then come to review. If these 10,000 words cannot catch his eye, but there is still value to continue to wait and see, he will put the book on the
On the other hand, he will review it again when it has 30,000 words. If the book is a piece of shit, then he will directly put it on the blacklist.
He also has a white list, which is a list of people with great potential.
When a book reaches 10,000 words, it is not certain whether it can be submitted for essay submission, especially for a full-length novel. Sometimes 10,000 words cannot tell much, but if he feels that the opening chapter makes people feel good, he will put it down.
Enter the whitelist and focus on the next inspection.
And now, he wants to look at the books on his white list.
"Jieyou Grocery Store... I have a deep impression. I was also reviewing it when it was put into the warehouse. I added it to the whitelist after only a few thousand words. Look at it now... Hey, it's already 80,000 words, so fast?"
Fang Xingkai was a little surprised, because he remembered that the book seemed to have been in the library a few days ago, and he did not expect the author's manuscript to be uploaded so quickly.
"It's very likely that the manuscript has been completed." Fang Xingkai guessed.
Editors focus on those works that have been completed. After all, the quality of the entire book can be determined once the manuscript is completed, and there is no need to worry about the end of the book.
"Let me see how this book performs later on."
Fang Xingkai put his index finger and middle finger together and slowly tapped the table. Every time he looked at the works on the white list, he felt very good. After all, he was usually fed too much feces. When he smelled the fragrance of flowers, his pleasure always doubled.
Good works can make people feel happy mentally.
After scanning through the few thousand words in front of him and finding the place he saw at that time, Fang Xingkai cheered up and began to look slowly.
He sees very quickly, yet very slowly.
It sounds contradictory, but it can describe his current state very well.
He said he read very quickly because he didn't feel the passage of time at all in this book. He turned over page after page without feeling anything.
He said he read very slowly because he really read word by word, not even daring to skip a single punctuation mark.
After reading all the 80,000-word manuscript, he leaned back and stared blankly at the white ceiling.
How long?
How long had it been since he had read a book with so much fascination - it should have been half a book, maybe not half a book, because he didn't know how much more space there was.
But I haven't felt this way for a long time. As a literary editor, he actually rarely has time to read works outside of the website. The last time he read a book so fascinatedly was when he dug out a copy of "Flowers of the Sea of Sin" during his annual vacation.
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The stories of the people who consulted at the grocery store were still swirling in Fang Xingkai's mind. He felt the position of his chest and his heart beating thumpingly inside. It seemed that the warmth revealed between the lines of this book was poured into it, making the piece of
The heart that was about to dry up was nourished.
The ingenious time-travel drama at the beginning does not produce any earth-shattering stories, but ordinary people struggling in their lives. There are no stormy waves, only a trickle, but this trickle makes people have endless aftertaste.
He was eager to know what was behind it.
The author should have finished the manuscript. If it is to be included in the call for papers, can we ask him to send over the remaining manuscripts for a preview?
But it was too late now. He could neither submit the book to the editor for immediate decision-making, nor could he get in touch with the author in the middle of the night.