In the editor-in-chief's office of Old John Publishing House, Mr. Albert, who has white hair and blue eyes and an elegant temperament, is drinking coffee.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door of the room. Albert glanced at the watch on his wrist and guessed who it was. He let out a slight sigh: "Oh, this little girl is so persistent. How many times has this happened?"

Although Abbott admired Hill's perseverance, he was still not optimistic about Hill's article.

Albert straightened his clothes and said with a smile:

"Come in, Miss Hill. What kind of manuscript have you brought me this time?"

"Good morning, Mr. Albert, see you again."

Writer Hill appeared in the room nervously holding a thick stack of manuscripts.

For some reason, Hill would become nervous every time she saw this kind and kind old man. Maybe it was because she had been rejected so many times that even she felt embarrassed to bother others.

Looking at the eyes of the old man opposite, she even had the urge to retreat.

But when she thought of Mr. Lin En waiting for her good news at the door, her hard work these past few days, and Mr. Lin En's careful teaching, she couldn't take a step back.

Taking a deep breath, Hill showed a confident smile and came to sit opposite Albert.

"Mr. Albert, after what happened last time, I learned from the pain and re-wrote a light novel. This is the first [-] words of the novel. Please read it."

Looking at the thick pile of paper, Albert's wrinkled face also showed a look of surprise: "Wait, I remember, the last time I saw you, it was less than a week ago. In a week, you Actually re-wrote [-] words?"

Hill raised his chin slightly: "Yes, [-] updates per day, is it difficult?"

"Ah? Isn't it difficult?" Albert was almost stunned by Hill's words.

For most authors, it is difficult to update [-] times a day. It not only requires you to work for up to ten hours, but also requires constant inspiration during this period. What is even rarer is to do this every day.

Albert has never seen such a fierce one!

Albert is full of doubts about this. Generally speaking, quality and speed are linked. The faster the speed, the quality will definitely be ignored. In his opinion, the quality of Hill's article this time is very worrying.

"Okay, I'd better check the quality of your manuscript first, haha..."

Albert put on his eyes and took the manuscript pushed over by Hill.

I saw that in the first article of the manuscript, the title of the book was written in bold.

Albert read out unconsciously: "I, the blond stranger, start the game against the will of heaven..."

Among the many Western-character book titles, this unique long name made Albert's eyes light up. He raised his head and said to Hill:

"The title of the book is very interesting. It makes me want to read. I'm starting to look forward to it. Hill..."

What Mr. Lynn said was indeed right.... Hill admired Lynn even more in his heart.

There was silence in the room, except for the sound of the two breathing and turning pages, which became very quiet.

Soon, Albert was attracted by the content of the article. Like a smoker who was addicted to cigarettes, he kept turning the pages, his eyes moved quickly, browsing the content of the book.

The readability and interestingness of modern online articles are vividly demonstrated in this book, which gave Albert an inextricable sense of pleasure, especially when he saw the identity of the protagonist in the article was exposed and everyone was shocked.

Albert felt that his whole body felt refreshed.

This is an experience I have never had in reading any novel before. The only time I read it was the opening chapter of a young man named Lynn.

It's a pity that the kid left a hook to let himself have unlimited reverie, but he couldn't see the subsequent plot, which made him very depressed.

But this time it was different. One hundred thousand words were enough to make Albert happy for two hours!

He can enjoy watching it!

"Oh, my God, this plot is so exciting, I swear I will never read another book again..."

Hill looked at Albert's expression as he was immersed in reading, and felt a little confident and a little happy in his heart. This feeling is hard to describe, just like a person who was standing for a song, and he suddenly sat down.

Lynn looked through the door and saw Hill's happy expression in the room.

He felt better too.

It's like in a MOBA game. As a support player, watching your own shooters kill the West, you feel like an old father watching his children develop and grow.

Two hours passed quickly. After reading the last page, Albert was like an alcoholic who had had enough wine. He leaned back on the seat with contentment and still had some unfinished thoughts.

"Honestly, Hill, your light novel has given me a whole new reading experience. This writing method is really wonderful and worth learning!"

He closed his eyes tightly and began to recall and analyze Hill's writing style.

"You abandoned part of your writing style and switched to more flattering words. The plot is also ups and downs. How can I describe it... Reading your book will become addictive, really!"

Seeing Albert give such a high evaluation, Hill was also very excited. She was so excited that she said, "Thank you for your compliment. Can we discuss the manuscript?"

Albert: "Hill, I promise you that as long as you publish this novel in our Old John Magazine, your novel will definitely sell well all over the country and even overseas, and I will give you a share of the royalties that is hard to refuse! "

What Hill was waiting for was this sentence from Albert: "Okay! It's done, let's sign the contract!"

Albert was also very happy. As Hill's editor-in-chief, he could sign Hill's novel. If it was published, he would also get a lot of commission, and even the entire magazine could go one step further.

It’s a win-win-win situation!

After a morning of negotiating the content of the contract and signing the contract, Hill walked out of Old John Magazine.

Lin En pretended not to know and looked at Hill: "How's it going, Hill, has the draft been finished?"

Hill suppressed his excitement and trembling hands, came to Lin En, and suddenly threw himself into Lin En's arms, tears fell, and he cried with joy:

"Thank you, Mr. Lin En, I will never succeed without you, woo woo woo..."

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