The straight male host was forced to love him by the villain

On the second day.

In his later years, Lin felt that he had not slept enough when he was woken up by the ringing of his cell phone. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar environment with sleepy eyes. After a while, he finally woke up and found that he was already in a new dimension.

When he saw the time, it was past seven o'clock. He would go to work at eight o'clock, so he could still sleep for ten minutes. He continued to lie down, and when he woke up again, it was almost eight o'clock.

In his later years, Lin got up quickly, brushed his teeth and washed his face, changed his clothes, put on his schoolbag, and hurried downstairs.

The corridor was a bit small. When he ran downstairs, he accidentally bumped into the other person and the bun in his hand fell to the ground.

In his later years, Lin hurriedly bent down to pick up the things and said, "I'm sorry."

When he said this, he saw the man's face.

The other person was wearing a black peaked cap, which pressed down his hair on his forehead. It was pulled down on his delicate face, and he glared at Lin in his later years with disgust in his dark eyes.

When their eyes met, both sides were stunned.

In his later years, Lin put the things in his hands into his hands and hurriedly ran downstairs.

Sang Qingyan held the steamed buns that were warm through the plastic bag in his hands. A flash of curiosity flashed in his beautiful eyes. He looked downstairs and saw only the figure of the man riding a tram in a hurry.

On the way to the company, that face came to Lin's mind in his later years. It looked like it really looked like Sang Shiyan's.

Maybe even the real Sang Shiyan couldn't tell.

He had no idea, [Dahuang, the person I met on the stairs just now is Sang Qingyan from this plane? 】

[Yes, he is only 18 years old in this dimension. He seems to be about the same age as Sang Shiyan from the first plane. 】

In his later years, Lin was waiting for the light to turn green. When he heard the system's words, he almost twisted the handlebar, "This is not similar, but exactly the same. Tell me, apart from his identity as an author and a hacker, could he be the troubled Brother Fuzi behind his back?" 】

[No, he is an ordinary low-class person. As for why he doesn’t look like an ordinary person, I think it has something to do with his parents’ genes. But his parents didn’t know what happened, so they left him to live with his grandfather. together. 】

Lin subconsciously thought in his later years, [Flying in the sky? Diving underground? 】

[Um, I don’t know. Anyway, he went there for more than ten years. His grandfather passed away and he never came back. He just lived alone. His grandfather passed away when he was taking the college entrance examination, and he did not take the college entrance examination later. The highest diploma now is a high school diploma. 】

【Oh. 】

After parking the car, Lin Wan Nian quickly ran to the company, took out his work badge and swiped his card. I clocked in with a beep: You are already ten minutes late.

This month's full work was ruined.

Lin walked into the office dejectedly in his later years. His colleagues were busy with their own tasks and had no time to take care of him being late.

He pulled out his chair, sat down, and turned on his computer.

Before turning on the computer, I did a set of eye exercises. I have to say that these eye exercises are still useful. My eyes are not tired and my neck is not sore. They are completely based on human acupuncture points.

It was just because a child hurt his eye while doing eye exercises and the incident spread. Gradually no teacher emphasized the need to do eye exercises compulsorily after school.

Turning on the computer, Lin Wannian used the mouse to click on QQ and continued to work on those authors who had not finished replying yesterday.

But many things are simple and there are many trivial things.

Once you get used to it, it will be easy. It can solve the problems of signing contracts with authors, as well as the things that some authors complain about.

For example, the previous author who wrote 11 books was a hit. He opened the data in the author's backend, and it was really ridiculous. When he clicked on the content, he found that one paragraph had several hundred words, and the content was too nonsense.

People in this era are not as calm as before. They are prone to impetuousness and paragraphs are too long. If it is a traditional published book, it cannot say anything, but it is an online book. If you want to make money, you must have concise paragraphs and simple and clear language.

In his later years, Lin only read novels about the apocalyptic plane. He didn't pay much attention to the spiritual aspect in the following planes. He could see some problems based on the popular novels he had read before and summarized the original owner's experience.

I typed and sent the question, and then shared with the author how to write a good work in the Hongjin Writers Classroom backstage.

Editor Nian Ge: If you want to make money, you have to make choices. You think you are writing well now. This is what you think. If you write more about topics on the hot list, if you become popular, there will naturally be people for whatever you want to write in the future. I will follow your books. Not everyone is a gifted writer. Don't rush to write now, find a factory to make screws, don't be so poor that you have to live under an overpass.

(11 books) That dream on a rainy day: Okay, thank you Brother Nian!

Seeing the other person say thank you, Lin felt gratified in his later years. Perhaps this was the joy of being thanked by others for his work.

Serve the author!

In his later years, Lin continued to deal with the next author's complaints.

(2 books) Sunshine: Brother! The data in my second book was so bad, I really wanted to give up. The first one was pretty good, but the second one was so rubbish. My -word debut was a lonely one, and now I can’t even make a few bucks a day. The reading is below single digits. Can I cut it off and reopen it? Will this affect my next book?

In his later years, Lin thought about the meaning of his words for a while.

Editor Nian Ge: If you want to make money, then cut it off, and the ending will be enough. It won’t affect your next book. If it is a dream and you feel that you want to finish writing this book, you can start a new book, and this old book can be updated by one chapter every 14 days.

(2 books) Sunshine: Okay, thank you brother!

(6 books = potential type) Yanque: Editor, I want to open a small account, but my pen name is a bit awkward, and no matter which book I write, it will be lukewarm.

Editor Nian Ge: You can use the ID card of someone you trust to open a trumpet account.

(6 copies = potential type) Yanque: Oh, I want to use my ID card to open a trumpet account.

Editor Nian Ge: The platform only allows one ID and one number~

……

After replying to the authors on the list, Lin signed contracts with the authors who added him as friends in his later years.

The time at work passes quickly in the busy schedule.

Lin was stretching in his later years, and the colleague next to him saw him stretching: "Are you done?"

Lin replied to him in his later years: "No."

The colleague sitting opposite him raised his head and adjusted his black glasses: "I can never finish it, I will never finish it. There are still a bunch of manuscripts in my mailbox, and there are a group of authors on QQ waiting for my reply. I am really convinced by them. Yes, there are obviously corresponding questions backstage, but you still want to ask me."

As a colleague said, the colleagues sitting diagonally across from Lin in his later years also expressed their bitterness: "Not to mention, I have already established an author group, asking them to ask questions in the group besides problems that cannot be solved by the operation certificate. Boss, in the end, he even asked me how many thousand words his debut was."

Lin liked the lively atmosphere in his later years, so he also joined the topic: "Don't mention it, the author also asked me to help him find typos."

When he said this, the other colleagues showed sympathy and sympathy for each other, and it would be more reasonable if the head author asked them to find typos.

After all, the weight of the boss is there. But all authors are being looked for. As an editor, are you ruthlessly checking for typos?

"Worry about that, like a mother."