Chapter 111
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Silver Blue Library's off-duty time is 11 o'clock at noon and 1 o'clock in the afternoon. There are three small gaps in the middle, which are enough for everyone to have a meal or rest. However, few people go home, and they basically take a lunch break in the company.
It's eleven fifteen.
The editors of youth fantasy Department finished their meal in the company canteen and returned to the office in groups. However, they found that Yang Fengzheng was sitting in front of the computer, as if he had been silly.
The crowd shook their heads.
Everyone sympathizes with Yang Feng.
Yang Feng is really too difficult. He has a best-selling author Chu Kuang under his hand. As a result, the series of Wangwang has been finished in less than half a year, and he turns to put his hope on Chu Kuang's new book, but Chu Kuang's new book has chosen some inexplicable subjects.
Forget about Yang Feng.
I'm afraid that Yang Feng is thinking about how to persuade Chu Kuang to change his subject matter, so they clap Yang Feng on the shoulder in turn:
"let's go down to dinner first."
"It's going to turn around."
"You can have a good chat with Chu Kuang, let him understand the form of our circle, persuade him to continue to write about sports, with his strength to continue to write about sports, even if it does not reach the height of" Wang ", I believe it will not be far behind."
"Immortal can't write."
"The subject matter is too old."
After being repeatedly patted on the shoulder by his colleagues, Yang Feng regained his consciousness as if he had just awakened from a dream, and the whole person seemed to have come to life. Suddenly, he stood up from the front of his seat with a full face and a high voice:
"you know what a fart!"
After everyone looked at each other, they all doubted whether Yang Feng's spirit had gone wrong. Otherwise, how could it be so abnormal? Instead of blaming Yang Feng for his blundering, they sympathized with him more and more:
"brother, I want to be sad."
"It's not your problem."
"It's all his Chu mania."
"It can be seen from the sudden end of Wangwang that Chu Kuang is a very wayward writer, and this kind of wayward writer's writing is full of uncertainty. Don't be too sad."
“……”
Everyone thought that Yang Feng's mood would be better after such a comfort. However, to everyone's dismay, Yang Feng was angry and glared at the people: "I don't allow you to say that about Chu crazy teacher!"
All of you: --
Yang Feng danced like a dried up fish returning to the embrace of the lake, full of the passion of life: "you people don't know what Xianxia is. You can't understand and imagine the talent of Chukuang teacher!"
Yang Feng is really excited!
When it comes to Xianxia, people's recent memories can be traced back to the battle of immortals and Demons 80 years ago. So when many editors hear that Chu Kuang wants to write Xianxia novels, their first reaction is that this theme has long been out of date.
Originally, Yang Feng thought the same.
It wasn't until ten minutes ago that Yang Feng thoroughly read the first volume of Zhuxian that he realized how wrong he had been before. Chu fan's imagination surpassed all editors' expectations -
it turns out that Xianxia can still write like this!
Under the grand and novel world view, the picture of Dazhu peak in Qingyun gate unfolds slowly, just like a traditional Chinese painting full of Fairy Spirit. Zhang Xiaofan and his ordinary firestick, Tian linger, the elder martial sister of childhood, are really young girls, with strange and kind elder martial brothers and mysterious master. Almost every role seems to be on paper.
Eat the blood!
Three eyed monkey!
The struggle between Buddhism, Taoism and demons!
The six veins of Qingyun can fight!
The unfolding of each plot makes Yang Feng feel surging, and the appearance of each setting makes Yang Feng marvel, especially when he sees Zhang Xiaofan's early frustration and the imminent opening of the six channels of Qingyun gate, and the rhythm of the story is always stuck in the most touching position.
Yang Feng was completely convinced.
Instead of comforting his colleagues and explaining how wonderful the novel is, he sent the document of Zhuxian to everyone's mailbox. I believe you can understand your feelings after reading it.
Do these things.
Yang Feng went downstairs for dinner.
There is something wrong with Yang Feng this day. After staying in the same place for a while, my colleagues returned to their seats. As a result, they saw that "Zhuxian" sent by Yang Feng was lying quietly in their mailbox.
"Chu Kuang's new book?"
"Yang Fengfa, have you seen us?"
"Look what Chu Kuang wrote."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, exchanged a few words with each other, and then opened the book curiously. After all, it was Chu Kuang's new book. Even if it was a kind of fairy type, everyone was interested in it. Besides, Yang Feng sent the document to everyone's mailbox specially. I hope you can help me to have a look.
People began to read.
Einstein of the earth once said an interesting interpretation of the theory of relativity. When a person is bored, he will feel that time passes slowly, but when he dates a beautiful girl, he will feel that time passes quickly.This is blue star.
The editors of the fantasy Department don't know Einstein, but for them, a good novel is a beautiful girl. If they are allowed to choose, they are even willing to choose novels instead of girls, which is the same reason that some otaku ignore the goddess for the sake of games.
Continue to quote the theory of Relativity:
when you read a boring novel, the editors will feel that time passes very slowly, but when you read an excellent novel, the editors will feel that time passes very, very quickly, as if the three or two hours at noon passed in a blink of an eye.
People even forgot their lunch break.
Lunch break is the daily routine of the editorial department. If you don't take a rest, it will easily affect the working state in the afternoon. However, today, I imagine that the editorial department doesn't have such a statement, because until the afternoon, everyone is still concentrating on the first volume of Zhuxian.
Work?
It doesn't matter.
Everyone was completely attracted by Zhuxian and read it seriously. The editorial department was quiet as never before. Even Yang Feng's footsteps when he came back to work were not heard.
Yang Feng smiles.
He understands these colleagues very much, because he came here this morning, and "Zhuxian" must be published. Now even if Chu Kuang changes his mind and says he wants to write about sports, Yang Feng will not be happy. Chu Kuang just wants to write about Xianxia!
What about sports?
At this time, several company leaders passed by and saw that the editors of the fantasy department were concentrating on the computer. They nodded with satisfaction: "the work enthusiasm of the fantasy department is very high, and they just went to work in the afternoon."
"Not bad."
"That's it."
"Better than other departments."
Under normal circumstances, it takes time for these editors to get into the working state, because they will be a little absent-minded because they have just finished their lunch break, and they have to wait for a long time to get rid of drowsiness and get back into the working state.
The leaders left with satisfaction.
What these leaders don't know is that shortly after they left, an editor suddenly yelled at the computer in a tone of chagrin and anger:
"lying trough, it's gone?"
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Silver Blue Library's off-duty time is 11 o'clock at noon and 1 o'clock in the afternoon. There are three small gaps in the middle, which are enough for everyone to have a meal or rest. However, few people go home, and they basically take a lunch break in the company.
It's eleven fifteen.
The editors of youth fantasy Department finished their meal in the company canteen and returned to the office in groups. However, they found that Yang Fengzheng was sitting in front of the computer, as if he had been silly.
The crowd shook their heads.
Everyone sympathizes with Yang Feng.
Yang Feng is really too difficult. He has a best-selling author Chu Kuang under his hand. As a result, the series of Wangwang has been finished in less than half a year, and he turns to put his hope on Chu Kuang's new book, but Chu Kuang's new book has chosen some inexplicable subjects.
Forget about Yang Feng.
I'm afraid that Yang Feng is thinking about how to persuade Chu Kuang to change his subject matter, so they clap Yang Feng on the shoulder in turn:
"let's go down to dinner first."
"It's going to turn around."
"You can have a good chat with Chu Kuang, let him understand the form of our circle, persuade him to continue to write about sports, with his strength to continue to write about sports, even if it does not reach the height of" Wang ", I believe it will not be far behind."
"Immortal can't write."
"The subject matter is too old."
After being repeatedly patted on the shoulder by his colleagues, Yang Feng regained his consciousness as if he had just awakened from a dream, and the whole person seemed to have come to life. Suddenly, he stood up from the front of his seat with a full face and a high voice:
"you know what a fart!"
After everyone looked at each other, they all doubted whether Yang Feng's spirit had gone wrong. Otherwise, how could it be so abnormal? Instead of blaming Yang Feng for his blundering, they sympathized with him more and more:
"brother, I want to be sad."
"It's not your problem."
"It's all his Chu mania."
"It can be seen from the sudden end of Wangwang that Chu Kuang is a very wayward writer, and this kind of wayward writer's writing is full of uncertainty. Don't be too sad."
“……”
Everyone thought that Yang Feng's mood would be better after such a comfort. However, to everyone's dismay, Yang Feng was angry and glared at the people: "I don't allow you to say that about Chu crazy teacher!"
All of you: --
Yang Feng danced like a dried up fish returning to the embrace of the lake, full of the passion of life: "you people don't know what Xianxia is. You can't understand and imagine the talent of Chukuang teacher!"
Yang Feng is really excited!
When it comes to Xianxia, people's recent memories can be traced back to the battle of immortals and Demons 80 years ago. So when many editors hear that Chu Kuang wants to write Xianxia novels, their first reaction is that this theme has long been out of date.
Originally, Yang Feng thought the same.
It wasn't until ten minutes ago that Yang Feng thoroughly read the first volume of Zhuxian that he realized how wrong he had been before. Chu fan's imagination surpassed all editors' expectations -
it turns out that Xianxia can still write like this!
Under the grand and novel world view, the picture of Dazhu peak in Qingyun gate unfolds slowly, just like a traditional Chinese painting full of Fairy Spirit. Zhang Xiaofan and his ordinary firestick, Tian linger, the elder martial sister of childhood, are really young girls, with strange and kind elder martial brothers and mysterious master. Almost every role seems to be on paper.
Eat the blood!
Three eyed monkey!
The struggle between Buddhism, Taoism and demons!
The six veins of Qingyun can fight!
The unfolding of each plot makes Yang Feng feel surging, and the appearance of each setting makes Yang Feng marvel, especially when he sees Zhang Xiaofan's early frustration and the imminent opening of the six channels of Qingyun gate, and the rhythm of the story is always stuck in the most touching position.
Yang Feng was completely convinced.
Instead of comforting his colleagues and explaining how wonderful the novel is, he sent the document of Zhuxian to everyone's mailbox. I believe you can understand your feelings after reading it.
Do these things.
Yang Feng went downstairs for dinner.
There is something wrong with Yang Feng this day. After staying in the same place for a while, my colleagues returned to their seats. As a result, they saw that "Zhuxian" sent by Yang Feng was lying quietly in their mailbox.
"Chu Kuang's new book?"
"Yang Fengfa, have you seen us?"
"Look what Chu Kuang wrote."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, exchanged a few words with each other, and then opened the book curiously. After all, it was Chu Kuang's new book. Even if it was a kind of fairy type, everyone was interested in it. Besides, Yang Feng sent the document to everyone's mailbox specially. I hope you can help me to have a look.
People began to read.
Einstein of the earth once said an interesting interpretation of the theory of relativity. When a person is bored, he will feel that time passes slowly, but when he dates a beautiful girl, he will feel that time passes quickly.This is blue star.
The editors of the fantasy Department don't know Einstein, but for them, a good novel is a beautiful girl. If they are allowed to choose, they are even willing to choose novels instead of girls, which is the same reason that some otaku ignore the goddess for the sake of games.
Continue to quote the theory of Relativity:
when you read a boring novel, the editors will feel that time passes very slowly, but when you read an excellent novel, the editors will feel that time passes very, very quickly, as if the three or two hours at noon passed in a blink of an eye.
People even forgot their lunch break.
Lunch break is the daily routine of the editorial department. If you don't take a rest, it will easily affect the working state in the afternoon. However, today, I imagine that the editorial department doesn't have such a statement, because until the afternoon, everyone is still concentrating on the first volume of Zhuxian.
Work?
It doesn't matter.
Everyone was completely attracted by Zhuxian and read it seriously. The editorial department was quiet as never before. Even Yang Feng's footsteps when he came back to work were not heard.
Yang Feng smiles.
He understands these colleagues very much, because he came here this morning, and "Zhuxian" must be published. Now even if Chu Kuang changes his mind and says he wants to write about sports, Yang Feng will not be happy. Chu Kuang just wants to write about Xianxia!
What about sports?
At this time, several company leaders passed by and saw that the editors of the fantasy department were concentrating on the computer. They nodded with satisfaction: "the work enthusiasm of the fantasy department is very high, and they just went to work in the afternoon."
"Not bad."
"That's it."
"Better than other departments."
Under normal circumstances, it takes time for these editors to get into the working state, because they will be a little absent-minded because they have just finished their lunch break, and they have to wait for a long time to get rid of drowsiness and get back into the working state.
The leaders left with satisfaction.
What these leaders don't know is that shortly after they left, an editor suddenly yelled at the computer in a tone of chagrin and anger:
"lying trough, it's gone?"
Silver Blue Library's off-duty time is 11 o'clock at noon and 1 o'clock in the afternoon. There are three small gaps in the middle, which are enough for everyone to have a meal or rest. However, few people go home, and they basically take a lunch break in the company. It's eleven fifteen. The editors of youth fantasy Department finished their meal in the company canteen and returned to the office in groups. However, they found that Yang Fengzheng was sitting in front of the computer, as if he had been silly. The crowd shook their heads. Everyone sympathizes with Yang Feng. Yang Feng is really too difficult. He has a best-selling author Chu Kuang under his hand. As a result, the series of Wangwang has been finished in less than half a year, and he turns to put his hope on Chu Kuang's new book, but Chu Kuang's new book has chosen some inexplicable subjects. Forget about Yang Feng. I'm afraid that Yang Feng is thinking about how to persuade Chu Kuang to change his subject matter, so they clap Yang Feng on the shoulder in turn: "let's go down to dinner first." "It's going to turn around." "You can have a good chat with Chu Kuang, let him understand the form of our circle, persuade him to continue to write about sports, with his strength to continue to write about sports, even if it does not reach the height of" Wang ", I believe it will not be far behind." "Immortal can't write." "The subject matter is too old." After being repeatedly patted on the shoulder by his colleagues, Yang Feng regained his consciousness as if he had just awakened from a dream, and the whole person seemed to have come to life. Suddenly, he stood up from the front of his seat with a full face and a high voice: "you know what a fart!" After everyone looked at each other, they all doubted whether Yang Feng's spirit had gone wrong. Otherwise, how could it be so abnormal? Instead of blaming Yang Feng for his blundering, they sympathized with him more and more: "brother, I want to be sad." "It's not your problem." "It's all his Chu mania." "It can be seen from the sudden end of Wangwang that Chu Kuang is a very wayward writer, and this kind of wayward writer's writing is full of uncertainty. Don't be too sad." Everyone thought that Yang Feng's mood would be better after such a comfort. However, to everyone's dismay, Yang Feng was angry and glared at the people: "I don't allow you to say that about Chu crazy teacher!" All of you: -- Yang Feng danced like a dried up fish returning to the embrace of the lake, full of the passion of life: "you people don't know what Xianxia is. You can't understand and imagine the talent of Chukuang teacher!" Yang Feng is really excited! When it comes to Xianxia, people's recent memories can be traced back to the battle of immortals and Demons 80 years ago. So when many editors hear that Chu Kuang wants to write Xianxia novels, their first reaction is that this theme has long been out of date. Originally, Yang Feng thought the same. It wasn't until ten minutes ago that Yang Feng thoroughly read the first volume of Zhuxian that he realized how wrong he had been before. Chu fan's imagination surpassed all editors' expectations - it turns out that Xianxia can still write like this! Under the grand and novel world view, the picture of Dazhu peak in Qingyun gate unfolds slowly, just like a traditional Chinese painting full of Fairy Spirit. Zhang Xiaofan and his ordinary firestick, Tian linger, the elder martial sister of childhood, are really young girls, with strange and kind elder martial brothers and mysterious master. Almost every role seems to be on paper. Eat the blood! Three eyed monkey! The struggle between Buddhism, Taoism and demons! The six veins of Qingyun can fight! The unfolding of each plot makes Yang Feng feel surging, and the appearance of each setting makes Yang Feng marvel, especially when he sees Zhang Xiaofan's early frustration and the imminent opening of the six channels of Qingyun gate, and the rhythm of the story is always stuck in the most touching position. Yang Feng was completely convinced. Instead of comforting his colleagues and explaining how wonderful the novel is, he sent the document of Zhuxian to everyone's mailbox. I believe you can understand your feelings after reading it. Do these things. Yang Feng went downstairs for dinner. There is something wrong with Yang Feng this day. After staying in the same place for a while, my colleagues returned to their seats. As a result, they saw that "Zhuxian" sent by Yang Feng was lying quietly in their mailbox. "Chu Kuang's new book?" "Yang Fengfa, have you seen us?" "Look what Chu Kuang wrote." Everyone was stunned for a moment, exchanged a few words with each other, and then opened the book curiously. After all, it was Chu Kuang's new book. Even if it was a kind of fairy type, everyone was interested in it. Besides, Yang Feng sent the document to everyone's mailbox specially. I hope you can help me to have a look. People began to read. Einstein of the earth once said an interesting interpretation of the theory of relativity. When a person is bored, he will feel that time passes slowly, but when he dates a beautiful girl, he will feel that time passes quickly.This is blue star. The editors of the fantasy Department don't know Einstein, but for them, a good novel is a beautiful girl. If they are allowed to choose, they are even willing to choose novels instead of girls, which is the same reason that some otaku ignore the goddess for the sake of games. Continue to quote the theory of Relativity: when you read a boring novel, the editors will feel that time passes very slowly, but when you read an excellent novel, the editors will feel that time passes very, very quickly, as if the three or two hours at noon passed in a blink of an eye. People even forgot their lunch break. Lunch break is the daily routine of the editorial department. If you don't take a rest, it will easily affect the working state in the afternoon. However, today, I imagine that the editorial department doesn't have such a statement, because until the afternoon, everyone is still concentrating on the first volume of Zhuxian. Work? It doesn't matter. Everyone was completely attracted by Zhuxian and read it seriously. The editorial department was quiet as never before. Even Yang Feng's footsteps when he came back to work were not heard. Yang Feng smiles. He understands these colleagues very much, because he came here this morning, and "Zhuxian" must be published. Now even if Chu Kuang changes his mind and says he wants to write about sports, Yang Feng will not be happy. Chu Kuang just wants to write about Xianxia! What about sports? At this time, several company leaders passed by and saw that the editors of the fantasy department were concentrating on the computer. They nodded with satisfaction: "the work enthusiasm of the fantasy department is very high, and they just went to work in the afternoon." "Not bad." "That's it." "Better than other departments." Under normal circumstances, it takes time for these editors to get into the working state, because they will be a little absent-minded because they have just finished their lunch break, and they have to wait for a long time to get rid of drowsiness and get back into the working state. The leaders left with satisfaction. What these leaders don't know is that shortly after they left, an editor suddenly yelled at the computer in a tone of chagrin and anger: "lying trough, it's gone?"
