Chapter 22 Ying Zhicheng Returns Home

Within Wenyue Group in Changning City.

Hongdou, the editor-in-chief of the urban group, is looking at the Sanjiang recommendation lists submitted by several editors.

Each editor submitted three books, so the total was just over ten.

Among this issue's new books in the urban category, there are 83 books still being serialized and 124 books that have been discontinued.

The number of words in the remaining 83 books has exceeded 15.

Among them, the follow-up reading data of 65 books were all below 100.

There are 100 books in total with 500 to 12 readers.

There are 500 books in total with 1000 to 5 readers.

There is only one book with more than 1000 readers.

The follow-up reading data means the number of readers who have read the latest chapter of the book within 24 hours.

Generally speaking, when a novel is put on the shelves, the number of readers willing to pay to subscribe to the book is probably between 60% and 80% of the number of readers who follow the book.

There weren’t many big authors launching new books in the urban category this week, so this statistic is pretty good.

Especially this new book with over 1000 readers, it seems like the author is still a newcomer?

Hongdou opened the book and read it for a few seconds, but when she came to her senses, more than half an hour had passed.

"The editors-in-chief of each group come to the meeting to finalize the Sanjiang recommendation list." Wenyue Editor-in-Chief Nanfeng walked into the office, knocked on the door and said.

The editors-in-chief of each group stood up, sat down in the conference room, and began to compete passionately for Sanjiang's recommendation.

When Hongdou returned to the editorial team with a tired look on his face, he sent a notice to several editors.

[There are two spots for the Urban Group next week, one for "Chinese Medicine Family" and the other for "I'm Really Not a Star". The lists of other groups have also been sent to you.]

As soon as this notice was sent out, Qingyue, the editor who had originally looked confident of victory, suddenly became frozen in disbelief.

"Editor-in-chief, what's going on?" Editor Qingyue frowned and asked, "The number of readers of the book 'Korean Entertainment Max Level Guide' in my hand is 780. This number has been among the top three books in the past few weeks, right? There aren't any hot books this week."

"You're unlucky. You should ask the author to wait another week, otherwise it will have to be put on the shelves directly." Editor-in-Chief Hongdou said without raising his eyelids, "There are several fantasy, fairy tale and science fiction books with more than 800 readers this time. Our group can't compete for them this week, so we only give them two places."

"So powerful?" Editor Qingyue was stunned for a moment. "No, that's not right. I know about "Family of Traditional Chinese Medicine". It was highly read before. It's understandable that it ranks first this week, but what about "I'm Not a Celebrity"? "

"Looking at the title of this book, it's also about entertainment, right?"

“Are there any Korean entertainment articles this week that I don’t know about?”

"Ahem." Editor Qianzhou at the side couldn't help but speak up at this time, "Sister Yue, this is mine, it's about fictional entertainment, not Korean entertainment."

"It's not a Korean entertainment novel?!" Editor Qingyue was surprised, "Which old author wrote it?"

According to her experience over the past six months, Korean entertainment literature can basically make a big splash in the entertainment category.

Unless it is a new book specially written by some veteran entertainment authors, newcomers and new books will inevitably be killed by Korean entertainment.

No surprises.

"It's just a new author. I found him in the pool of new books." Editor Qianzhou smiled innocently and said harmlessly, "Do you remember what happened at the end of last month? There was an author who hadn't signed a contract yet, so we all sent out signing invitations."

"Oh, it seems so." Editor Qingyue looked confused, and had a slight impression of this matter.

"This book was written by that author." Editor Qianzhou explained, "Because the author is still a minor, it took some time to convince his family, so it took a week to sign the contract."

As soon as these words came out.

Editor Hongdou, who was originally drinking tea, suddenly spat out a mouthful of water.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Editor-in-chief Hongdou coughed twice. Her originally calm expression was now filled with surprise. "What did you say? Underage? Could this book be written by a minor?"

Before the meeting, Hongdou took a look at the book and was so absorbed in it that it took him more than half an hour to come back to his senses.

This book starts off with a strong gimmick, and it directly leads to the diva's concert.

But in the opinion of editor-in-chief Hongdou, what is truly amazing is the protagonist's style and logic, both of which have a strong sense of maturity.

Especially in the opening part, the protagonist went on stage as a lucky audience member to sing a new song at the Queen’s concert.

He didn't just pick this song randomly; the style just happens to match the diva's latest album.

After whetting the queen's appetite, the team subsequently conducted negotiations on the song's copyright, and then used the song as a breakthrough point to obtain a series of resources from the queen.

The money from copyright fees is actually the least important. The focus is on the queen's connections and other resources in the industry.

This immediately opened up the protagonist's subsequent thinking and layout.

It’s obvious that he is a veteran in writing about entertainment. I wonder who uses this pseudonym.

And now you tell me this was written by a minor?!
"Yes." Editor Qianzhou scratched his head, "This pen name is Chongran. I looked at his contract information and he is indeed a minor. He is 15 years old this year."

At this point, no one in the editorial team spoke. Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. They didn't expect to encounter such a talented person in this day and age.

"Oh, right." Editor Qianzhou suddenly remembered something, looked at the list of new books he had in hand this issue, and added, "There is also the book "Literary Age", which has more than 17 readers this week. The author is also a minor... years old, and a girl."

"what?"

All the editors present were stunned for a moment, and looked at Qianzhou with somewhat strange eyes.

It's understandable that you, a newcomer, don't have any author resources.

But they wouldn't just target minors, right? !
Are you playing cultivation here?

……

Early August.

The weather is getting hotter.

Li Luo had been busy in the breakfast shop for the whole morning. He felt sweat on his back and his short-sleeves were soaked.

While having lunch in the store, Li Luo sat in his seat and watched his parents who were busy inside.

The sweat on their foreheads kept flowing. They had been going through this for more than ten years, day after day.

I only came to help out for more than a month during the summer vacation, and now I feel so tired when I wake up every day.

Thinking of this, Li Luo pursed his lips and finally felt the same way as his parents did.

If possible, I will try my best to free my parents from such repetitive and complicated work.

Thinking about these things, Li Luo finished his lunch and the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. The phone he was using was a flip phone that his mother had passed down.

After opening it, he found it was Ying Chanxi's call. Li Luo raised his eyebrows, answered the call and put it to his ear.

"Hello? What's going on?"

"Li Luo, where are you now?" Ying Chanxi asked in a low voice on the other end of the phone.

"In the store, what's wrong?" Li Luo looked puzzled, "Aren't you in class?"

"Yes, it's lunch break now." Ying Chanxi responded, "Yesterday I looked at the weather forecast and it said it would rain today. I forgot to collect the clothes I hung out to dry, and the balcony windows were not closed. Can you help me collect them when you go back later?"

"Oh, I see." Li Luo nodded, "Anything else?"

"Hmm..." Ying Chanxi thought for a moment, "These two days are the full-subject tests for the advanced class, so wish me a good score."

"I think with your ability, the first place should be easy to take."

"so?"

"Then I wish Ying Chanxi first place in all subjects. This is quite challenging." Li Luo grinned and said, "Good luck."

"Hmm." Ying Chanxi nodded with satisfaction, "Wait, I'll try my best."

After hanging up the phone, Li Luo stretched and glanced at the gloomy sky outside. He felt that it was about to rain.

"Mom, did you bring an umbrella?" Li Luo asked Lin Xiuhong before leaving.

"No, what's wrong?"

"It might rain this afternoon." Li Luo said, "I'm going to go back first. If it rains in the evening, give me a call and I'll send you an umbrella."

"Got it, let's go."

Looking at her son's back as he left the store, Lin Xiuhong wiped the sweat from her forehead and felt that all her fatigue seemed not as severe as before.

I originally thought that this kid was just pretending. He wanted to perform well in front of his parents during the summer vacation and get more pocket money.

Even so, Lin Xiuhong feels that even if it is just a show, it is at least a change, so she is very supportive and encouraging.

But what they didn’t expect was that Li Luo would actually follow them to the breakfast shop to help out early every morning.

This group lasted for more than a month.

Judging from the situation, he doesn't plan to take a break until high school starts.

Whenever she thought of this, Lin Xiuhong's face was filled with relief.

At this time, Li Guohong walked out of the kitchen, washed his hands in the sink, wiped them on his apron twice, and said as he walked:
"My uncle just called me and told me that the loan has arrived. He asked me to set a time so that we can go and handle the transfer procedures."

"Oh, that's pretty fast." Lin Xiuhong smiled when she heard the news, "Then wait until this weekend?"

"That's what I meant." Li Guohong nodded. "Oh, by the way, Zhicheng sent me a message saying that he would come back today and invite us to his house for dinner, and asked us not to tell Xixi yet."

"You're finally willing to come back?" When Lin Xiuhong heard that Ying Zhicheng was going to come back, she frowned and said, "It's been several months since he came back. Is work more important than his daughter?"

"It's a big company, so it's normal for her to be busy." Li Guohong shook his head and said, "Besides, Xixi is very well behaved and does well in school, so he doesn't have to worry about her."

"You can't just leave him alone forever." Lin Xiuhong has a woman's mindset. She felt distressed when she thought about Ying Chanxi being so well-behaved even without his parents by his side. "At least he knows how to come back."

the other side.

Li Luo had already returned to Jincheng Community at this time. He walked all the way to the fourth floor, took out the key to Ying Chanxi's house from the couplet, opened the door and walked in.

At this time, the weather became completely gloomy, and some drizzle fell from the sky.

Li Luo quickly ran to the balcony and closed the window first.

Then he raised his head and took down all the clothes that Ying Chanxi had hung out to dry.

"You really don't know how to avoid suspicion." Li Luo shook his head helplessly. He picked up some cute little items, as well as clothes and pants, and put them all in his arms, ready to put them on Ying Chanxi's bed, letting her come back and clean up herself.

He kept muttering, "Why do you like Pikachu so much?"

But just as he walked into the living room from the balcony and was about to go to Ying Chanxi's bedroom, there was a sudden sound of keys at the door.

This made Li Luo stunned for a moment.

Isn't it about exams?
How come you came back at noon?

As Li Luo was thinking this, the door had already been opened.

A middle-aged man walked in from outside the door.

Ying Zhicheng was wearing a well-tailored suit, a neatly trimmed beard, and short, messy hair, and he looked very elegant.

After entering the door, he took off his shoes out of habit, looked down, and couldn't find the pair of blue slippers he most often wore.

But the next second, he found it.

Ying Zhicheng looked at the boy wearing the blue slippers and the pile of girls' clothes in his hands, and fell into deep thought for a moment.

"Hey, Uncle Ying." Li Luo greeted him awkwardly, "You're back?"

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　　Summary:
　　"Such a strong holy light, its penetration and sustainability far exceed those of my race. I accept it."

　　"It's just a flashlight..."

　　"A breeding box for rare and exotic animals? It's a million times more advanced than our tribe's animal husbandry technology!"

　　"This is a TV. It's showing Animal World."

　　"The rice cooker is the greatest invention of mankind!"

　　"You...you just want to eat, right? You've been back to Earth with me for so long, but you haven't learned anything except eating!"

　　After returning to Earth from another world, Xia Li didn't expect to meet his former enemy again.

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　　Fortunately, there is no magic on Earth, and the Silver Dragon has become a middle school girl.

　　In this modern society where the law is preached, Xia Li decided to turn the enemy into a friend.

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(End of this chapter)