Moonlight Variations

With the increasing number of readers receiving the wrong version of the online book, and the growing complaints on the Internet, Chuli did not immediately issue an apology announcement because the editors Yu Yao and Xia were still fighting for the last ray of hope with Yuanyue News Agency— From the perspective of protecting the reputation of the author and the Won Yue Society, they do not want to end with the treatment of "an apology and then end" without any substantive action...

Because the editor knows the author best, if this kind of thing happens, it will soon spread in the author circle. If you want to talk about cooperation with the author in the future, this will be a point of concern for those authors.

But the boss of the Janetsu Club disagreed.

He was completely persuaded by Liang Surf and Lao Miao, because the coser albums and paintings they are doing now have been very popular in magazines, and these two projects that have already started cannot be lost or accidentally caused by this printing factory. Partnership.

-It's a very difficult situation. In fact, the boss of Yuanyue Club may not understand the reason why the editors headed by Xia insisted on it, but in the end he chose to stand on the side of Liang Surfing headed by the marketing department.

"Why?" Chu Li asked.

"Mr. Xia is going to retire," Yu Yao paused on the phone, "This time I really want to retire, because the result of the last medical examination indicated that he is not suitable to continue working under various circumstances... so Liang Surfing Half of the **** has been seated in the position of vice president."

Chuli grabbed her mobile phone and frowned subconsciously. Teacher Xia retired and Liang Surfing took the post. This means that the editor group headed by Teacher Xia may be completely suppressed from now on...

When I hung up the phone at night, Chuli was entangled and stayed awake all night. In my dreams, I was chased by Liang Surfing and Lao Miao carrying a forty-meter knife...

In the morning, the soul seemed to be hollowed out, the dark circles under the eyes were thick and eye-catching, like being possessed by a ghost. He made breakfast and brought it to the person at the table to sit down. He was holding a mobile game and playing games. He was playing games at the moment. Daily recharge —

This game was recently picked up by Hirukawa, and the other party spent 100,000 yuan to get him to write a short story for the game...

Then he spent 150,000 just playing the broken game.

Chuli sincerely believes that there are really not many authors with such a mental retardation in the world.

"Did you sleep well last night?" The man playing with his mobile phone with his head down asked without looking up.

I was giving him orange juice and wanted to urge him to drink. Don’t **** play the game, Chu Li had a hand action, watching the man lower his head and playing the game seriously, thinking about how he wasn’t so serious when he coded, and then thought about it. He didn't hand in the manuscript of the serialization outline, and then think of why this person does not cooperate with her work at all, and then think of her job is almost gone. After all, Teacher Xia is going to leave, and then think of yesterday. Later that night, after she lost the shelter of Teacher Xia in her dream, she was chased by Lao Liang and Lao Miao with a forty-meter knife.

The fire starts from the bottom of my heart.

Humph, I also said that I like her!

Putting the orange juice on the table with a "bang", Chuli hummed loudly "I love to drink or not", grabbed the bag and stepped on the angry flames and slammed the door away.

Shirakawa was startled by the sound of the violent closing of the door, and almost threw the phone out. He raised his head and looked at the determined back of the limping man walking away from the window. He had a question mark on his face.

………………What's up with him?

…………Should she not sleep well last night?

…

Jiukawa never thought that because he did not appear in Chuli’s dream to save the beauty last night, the main body was angered and lay down as soon as possible, and here Chuli arrived at the editorial department of the "Moonlight" magazine of Genyuesha, the entire editor. Except for the old seedlings, the atmosphere is as heavy as a crematorium.

Chuli suddenly remembered that she came to Won Moon Club on the first day. At that time, she felt that the atmosphere of the editorial department was like a Japanese TV series. Everyone had big and small problems and work attitudes, as if waiting for the protagonist to attack one by one. —

However, the reality is...

The Japanese drama is a woolen thread!

One year later, the salted fish are still these salted fishes!

Chu Li walked to her seat and sat down. When she did it, she glanced at Yu Yao. The latter obviously had insomnia last night and had a very poor mental state. She looked at Chu Li, she shook her head, and then glanced at Lao Miao. , Lao Miao is humming and picking photos for coser's upcoming album.

"..."

Chuli adjusted her state, did not speak, and sat down firmly in her position. After sitting down in the position, she did not open q but opened the official Weibo. Various private messages and comments bombarded her one by one. Once again, the anxiety in my heart that had subsided after a night was rekindled, and soon entered the state...

Then she clicked on Suo Heng's Weibo, and only then discovered that after the five Weibo posts yesterday, Suo Heng posted two more apologizing Weibo posts, each with a heavier tone than the previous one...

The following comment is merciless—

Yes, most readers find that when there is nothing to do with the publishing house, they can only turn to the author to solve it... It may be a fuss for the author to give an explanation, or it may be disappointed to the author in a rage. Love, as if my sincerity has been let down by the author.

This is actually quite normal.

Because in the eyes of readers, the author’s position in the publishing house is different. The author will have a lot of right to speak, so the wrong product is sent, the book is flawed, or even the order is not received. Ask the author why other readers accept it When it comes to his only ones that have not been shipped yet...

In fact, there is not much that the author can do in this regard. It is nothing more than taking a screenshot or copying and pasting the information to the editor to ask what to do. These things can't even be managed by the editor, and the marketing department cannot do it for a special order. Asking a certain online dealer, in the end there is nothing—

After the author sold the book and took the money, he turned his face and was irresponsible.

After a whole night of fermentation, Suo Heng’s comments on Weibo were simply unreadable. Chuli took a few glances and suddenly thought of the girl who was sitting in her seat when she arrived at the editorial office that day. Hair, pale, and the whole person was full of mental tension and fragility. She lowered her head and said, she never wanted to write anymore, she had had enough.

At this moment, it’s very strange that Chuli sitting in front of the computer suddenly understood Suo Heng’s mood at that time...As a writer, perhaps it is indeed different from other ordinary jobs. They came to this industry, and most of their original intentions were To "like", right?

From writing an 800-character essay in high school, crying for father and mother, to calm down and write 36,000 and 9,000 every day, typing down every line of words, carefully depicting the world I want to show to readers—

Since the first reader appeared and said with a smile, "I like you so much", it seemed to have the joy of the whole world;

The joy of getting the first manuscript fee;

Gaining more and more readers, after so many years of updating or submitting manuscripts in a day, sitting in front of the computer tirelessly, waiting for the editor’s feedback, waiting for readers’ comments, and watching them seriously The works send out different opinions and discussions, and follow the reader’s emotional joy or become depressed...

until one day.

When the motivation brought by this initial joy gets farther and farther, I begin to care about my own popularity;

Began to care if the work can sell;

When looking at the smiling faces of other authors who are selling well in the same period, the pressure born in the heart while blessing;

Editors may be treated differently due to grades;

When there is a problem with the sale of works, readers even condemn the merchants, and will not let go of the author's overwhelming crusade...

Over time, it finally broke out.

When she was sitting here, crying and saying "I don't want to write anymore" and "I've had enough", she looked back at how she was so happy when she first entered the profession and became a writer. What was in her heart? What kind of despair?

It’s just a young girl in her twenties. When other peers are depressed all night due to office struggles and a few people gossiping behind their backs, she has to face hundreds of thousands of people. Crusade—

On Suo Heng's Weibo, the "I'm sorry" that was sent out every few hours, every word pierced Chu Li's heart like a knife, stabbing her in the eye.

The weird and awkward mood that was sitting in Hikawa’s car yesterday afternoon finally reached its peak. She didn’t even need to secretly take out the prepared eye drops. A large amount of liquid poured out of her eye sockets, and big tears "clicked" out of her eyes. On the keyboard in front of you.

Sitting in his seat, Yu Yao seemed to have heard the movement, raised his head and glanced at her, then he was taken aback;

Lao Miao stopped typing the keyboard and clicking the mouse, twisted his face, and glanced at her;

Chuli raised his hand, wiped his eyes, and stood up.

"Let’s stop here, I’ll post an apology on Weibo." Chuli said, "It’s because of my dereliction of duty, which caused the printing factory to make a mistake in the order of issuing printing orders; because of my negligence, the editorial department was in the stock market. I didn’t get the sample book before sending it out. Is this okay?"

Everyone was silent.

Chuli lowered her eyes and looked at Lao Miao. Her eyes were extremely cold, even though there were still tears on her eyelashes at this moment... The whole office was terribly quiet, only her voice sounded—

"But, Lao Miao, please tell Liang Surfing. I didn’t do this because I compromised, I was afraid, or I thought you were doing it right. I did this only for my author, if those readers who have suffered a loss Someone must be found to give them an explanation, who shouldn't be Suo Heng."

The beginning of the ceremony fell.

No one spoke for a short time.

After a few seconds of silence, Lao Miao smiled indifferently, and said, "Whatever you want, it's not a curse, you can solve the matter if you want." Chuli also sneered at him, and pulled the chair back to sit back on his own. Position—

She saw Yu Yao sitting in her own position and looking at Lao Miao, with a hostile look that she had never exposed before.

"..."

Chuli opened Weibo and began to draft an apology Weibo copy. She numbly knocked on the words of apology and stopped everything to herself, and gradually her heart finally calmed down—

Because she knew that at this point, there was actually nothing wrong with her.

Next is the battlefield where Yu Yao will appear.

The author has something to say:...... The heroine has taken the first step towards the image that appeared in the "Preface" of the year.

You can discuss it calmly, and I accept whether it is good or bad.

But no personal attacks, these are underpants, sacred and inviolable underpants.