"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

A shocking scream came from outside the door, Eleven frowned slightly, then calmly picked up the water glass on the table, moved the chair back a little.

Unsurprisingly, three seconds later, with a crazy knock on the door, a girl with fluttering long hair and scarlet eyes rushed in like a gust of wind. He hammered the table fiercely, spitting out all kinds of national curses from his mouth while beating, the impact was so strong that even the computer screen shook a few times.

Seeing that he was in danger of being affected, Eleven had no choice but to take another two steps back, and let the girl let out a violent hammering. After the girl calmed down a little, he handed him a glass of warm water and said, "Speak, which one?" Did the Great God abandon the pit?" The self-consciousness of web writers has always been poor, and things like abandoning pits often happen, and the editors have gotten used to it after a long time, and just explain v directly if the deadline has passed.

"Thank you." The girl took the cup and thanked her. After looking at the gentle and considerate editor-in-chief of his family with aggrieved eyes, she choked out a name.

Hearing the name Eleven couldn't help being surprised, is it her?

Station X is divided into two parts: physical and online, and Eleven is dedicated to physical publishing.Although I don't care about the part of the author of the online article, Eleven also knows the great god mentioned by the female editor.She is a resident writer who joined Station X in the early days. At first, she was just a little transparent and wrote articles in obscurity, but she has great perseverance and insisted on updating [-] words every year.After several years of finishing every book and never abandoning the pit, the popularity has finally gradually increased, and now it is almost on the principal list, and it is a well-deserved master of station x.

Such a great god with a good reputation and good reputation actually abandoned the pit?Eleven is somewhat incomprehensible.

However, as the editor-in-chief, it is useless to scold or find the person in charge. At this time, what he needs more is to appease his subordinates and find out the reason, to see if there is any solution, so Eleven calmed down and comforted, "Don't worry, Tell me the specific situation first, and then we can think of a solution. And you, have you talked to the Great God?"

"I've talked about it, but it's useless! And God, she decided to close the pen!" Said the girl here was crying and cursing again, "It's all that idiot named 'Ru Mu Chun Feng', if it wasn't for him under the article Spoiler, the master will not be hit hard! He spoiled the master once and changed the outline, but he became addicted and refused to stop! This is all right, my master abandoned the pit and stopped writing, Now he is satisfied!!!"

spoiler?

I finally understood the reason when I heard this on Eleventh. This is the case with web serialization. Often after the author publishes a chapter, there will be many exchanges and comments under the article.This kind of instant communication mode has many advantages. It not only narrows the distance between readers and authors, reduces the feeling of unfamiliarity, but also encourages small and transparent authors.The most important thing is that interaction can increase the user's stickiness. As long as the author is willing to reply to the reader with a sentence or two, the reader will definitely follow the whole book, and the website's revenue will naturally increase.

But the world has two sides, and the disadvantages of doing so are also obvious.Score scoring, swearing, quarreling, spoilers, 24 administrators in shifts can't help it, often a popular article sees the protagonist is not pleasing to the eye, fans and readers start swiping the whole screen to swear, the author, The protagonist, and even the editor, basically have to take turns.The spoiler party is even more cruel. A suspenseful article often starts to analyze the characters as soon as they come out, guessing and commenting on various clues and foreshadowing one by one.Often the author is only halfway through writing, and the subsequent development of the plot is all guessed out, often forcing the author to change the outline and change the way of thinking.

He was a little displeased to hear the girl's endless abuse on Eleven, but he was not angry after being brought up with a good upbringing, but smiled lightly and shook his head to remind, "Hey, girls don't swear."

"But if you don't greet the [-]th generation of his ancestors, I'm sorry to the readers of my master!" The girl seemed tired of cursing, took two sips of water, and then complained, "The editor-in-chief, my master has abandoned the pit! Abandoned the pit Ah! Do you know how many innocent souls are lying in the pit of a great god who has received more than [-] yuan for his work and [-] yuan for his writing!"

The article income of [-] yuan is also very small in the entire station. Such a big god abandoning the pit is indeed a big loss for small editors who rely on commissions for performance.

Eleven was also helpless, and after comforting the editor, he contacted the author again.I thought that at least some talks would have a chance, but I didn't expect the author's attitude to be very firm, saying that it was completely heartbroken, and refused to continue writing no matter what.After the communication was fruitless, he could only let it go, thinking that the author would discuss it with her after a while when his anger subsided.

This is the case with online articles. The author can write as much as he wants, and stop updating if he wants to. If he really wants to abandon the pit and edit, there is no way.

But what Eleven didn't expect was that this was just the beginning of his nightmare. Ever since the id "like a spring breeze" was born that day, in the next two months, the five editors in the * team would be replaced by another editor almost every now and then. Run to him and cry, the content is nothing more than:

My big gods, little gods, and little pinks have abandoned the pit!

Spoiler for that idiot, bastard, and neurotic of "Like a Spring Breeze"!

After two months of torment, Eleven felt that he was about to suffer from the "spring breeze" phobia, and now he couldn't help but get a headache when he heard those four words.

During this period, it’s not like they didn’t think of a way to do it first. At first, the editor took the initiative to contact him to give him points and rewards, and persuaded him with kind words, begging him not to spoil any more, but he just didn’t respond at all.Later, they managed to get the phone number of that person, but they did not expect that the caller would not answer at all.

In the end, there was really no other way, and they came to the secret when it was obvious that it was not possible. They directly asked the technical guy to block his account and ip, but unexpectedly, after changing the vpn the next day, he continued to change the account as if nothing had happened.

The powerlessness of punching the cotton was really frustrating. Eleven was so annoyed that he had no choice but to punch it himself.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the call actually got through this time.

The person who answered the phone was a young man in his twenties. Maybe he mumbled a few times unconsciously after he just woke up and connected, and then asked softly and nasally, "Hey, who are you looking for?"

Eleven was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the arrogant and domineering person on the Internet was a young man with such a soft voice, he asked hesitantly, "Excuse me, is it 'Like a Spring Breeze'?"

"What is Rumu Chunfeng, young master, my name is Qin Mu..." Before he finished speaking, the young man seemed to wake up suddenly, "Ah" screamed, and then said in a panic, "Then what, I am 'Ru Mu Chunfeng', may I ask?" who are you?"

"Hi, I'm the editor of Station X, is it convenient for you to talk now?"

"Edit? Do you want me to stop spoiling you, young master?" The young man's tone was displeased, obviously unwilling to cooperate.

Eleven had expected his attitude, so he wasn't too surprised, but continued to say gently, "Yes, I believe an editor has contacted you before, so I won't go into details. I just hope you accept our suggestion , try not to spoil it in the future. Of course, we will make corresponding compensations."

"Hehe, compensation?" The voice of the young man after he woke up was very clear and clean, but the words he said were not so pleasant. He only heard him snort coldly, and then said angrily, "I tell you, there is no way! I don’t understand the art of spoilers, and I want to use money to buy you. It’s a pity, I treat money like dung, so I won’t be tempted by these small benefits! Don’t try to use that little money to buy other people’s ideals. A businessman who stinks of copper. Humph, I want to stick to my goals in life, and I swear that spoilers will be my lifelong career!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man hung up the phone angrily.

Listening to the busy voice coming from the other end of the voice, the veins on Eleven's forehead were throbbing, and he almost wanted to choke back, but in the end he still gritted his teeth and held back.

The ideals of ordinary people who don't understand art and buy others, are you talking about him?

good very good……

For the first time, Eleven became very interested in a person who had never masked his face. He really wanted to see how different such a person with the pursuit of "noble art" was, and how to look down on them. People who smell like copper.

So, taking advantage of the upcoming annual meeting, he found someone to check the address of the young man, and then sent the invitation letter along with the air ticket, and then revealed the news that "Rusty Spring Breeze" was about to attend the annual meeting to * The editors of the group, and asked them to "entertain" this distinguished guest well.

All the editors of the * group hated "Rusty Spring Breeze" to the bone, almost jumping excitedly when they heard the news, and contacted the authors who had been cheated in their hands one after another, forming the "Avenger Alliance" vowing to be the landlord friendship and make their "Reader God" feel at home.

The night before the annual meeting, Eleven deliberately took a rest, prepared a neat, simple and not fancy suit, and deliberately removed the masonry cufflinks.He really wanted to stand in front of that man in this suit and ask him how bad the stench of copper was on his body.

It's just that he didn't expect that after falling asleep that night, he went to an inexplicable world.

When he woke up from the dream and came to the annual meeting again, his state of mind had completely changed.

At the reception where there were a lot of people drinking and drinking, Eleven stared blankly at the scene in front of him, everything was so unreal.It's just that the world comes alive when I catch a glimpse of that familiar figure from the corner of the eye.

Eleven frowned slightly as he watched the man awkwardly deal with the author who came forward to greet him from time to time.After taking a few steps forward and blocking the sight of other explorers, he smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, I am the editor-in-chief of Station X."

"Hello, my name is Qin Mu." The moment his hands were clenched, the young man looked up at the tall man in front of him, feeling a little nervous for no reason, and suddenly had the urge to run away, "...that , I'm very glad to be able to attend today's annual meeting, I still have something to do... I, I'm leaving first, then, goodbye..."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the man's reaction, the young man withdrew his hand and hurriedly turned and left.

The warm touch was still in the hand, Eleven looked at the man who fled in a panic, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Goodbye Mu Mu, we will see you again..."

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