Now that we are reborn, who still wants to be an honest person?

Chapter 26 Manuscript Review
"Ziqing, why are your eyes red?"

Opposite him is the review editor of the "Wuxia" magazine, who has a good relationship with Ding Ziqing.

I was reviewing manuscripts after coming up in the morning. When I was stretching my neck to rest, I saw Ding Ziqing opposite me with red eyes, and asked curiously.

Ding Ziqing sniffed and said:
"I received a manuscript and read some of it."

The other side was surprised:

"It seems like I got a good article. Even you were impressed. But you're being too sentimental."

A joke.

The other party then started reviewing the manuscript.

Ding Ziqing opened another submission from that person.

I muttered to myself:
“I didn’t expect this article to be so well written.”

"Whether it's truly amazing or just a flash in the pan depends on the quality of this next article."

After reading the beginning, Ding Ziqing found that this was also a campus youth story, and thought it would have a similar ending. After all, this type of story is popular nowadays.

But as time goes by.

Ding Ziqing's mouth corners couldn't help but rise as the plot progressed.

My heart, which had just been torn apart, was healed by this article.

“That’s so sweet!”

After reading this.

Ding Ziqing took a big gulp of water.

I felt as refreshing as if I had eaten a popsicle in the middle of summer, and the feeling went from my skull to the base of my tail, and at the same time, I felt an infinite curiosity in my heart.

Same subject matter, same writing style, but completely different emotions.

A general author or writer.

They all have their own style and imprint.

But the person who submitted the two articles switched styles very smoothly, without any obscurity or unnaturalness. The plots were unexpected yet reasonable.

"Baby!"

Regardless of whether it is an alias of an old author.

Since this pen name has never been encountered before, Ding Ziqing can easily win him over.

At the door of the editor's office, a woman with short hair in her fifties walked in.

See Ding Ziqing in a daze.

He walked over and said:
"Xiao Ding."

"Old Yu has reviewed it and there are no problems with the article, so the layout is finalized."

"You are familiar with the work here."

"Good job."

This is He Qin, Ding Ziqing’s leader and the editor-in-chief of the magazine.

Seeing He Qin, Ding Ziqing quickly stood up:

"Mr. He."

"I just received two submissions today. I think they are both very good. I am a new author and I suggest adding them to this issue of the magazine."

“The writing is very sophisticated and the plot is fascinating.”

"Would you like to take a look?"

Editor-in-Chief He looked at Ding Ziqing in surprise.

Although Ding Ziqing has only been here for a short time, she knows some basic information.

When everything was about to be finalized, she suddenly proposed to change the manuscript. She must have sufficient reasons, otherwise others would not agree.

The editor-in-chief also understands Ding Ziqing's personality.

The fact that she brought this up now shows that she is very confident in the newly received manuscript.

Sit down in Ding Ziqing's seat.

"Honest man?"

"I've never heard of this vest before."

"But even if an old author changes his pseudonym, he generally won't submit to youth literature."

"The beginning is good, the writing is also very good, and the flow is smooth..."

"Woo~~~"

"The plot is well designed, unexpected but reasonable..."

Editor-in-Chief He read the manuscripts recommended by the people below more carefully, and it took him more than ten minutes to finish reading the two manuscripts.

After reading it, there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

I don't think it's a masterpiece.

but.

As a youth book.

The quality of both manuscripts is excellent.

The writing is sophisticated and logical, the plot is constantly twisted, and the language is humorous.

Youth reading materials naturally don't contain any profound truths.

But Chief Editor He was certain that these two articles would be the kind that would be memorable if published in the magazine—articles like these would boost magazine sales!

Twenty thousand words per article!

Editor-in-Chief He feels a toothache.

Youth Tribe is a 32-page printed version, with about 800 words per page.
A manuscript of 25 words would take up about pages, which would undoubtedly require screening out a lot of manuscripts and requiring major changes to the layout.

But how can we not accept such a manuscript?

At the desk.

Editor-in-Chief He pondered for a moment and said:
“Has this person submitted a manuscript to us before?”

Ding Ziqing affirmed:

"At least I haven't received any submissions before. Editor-in-Chief, please take a look at this manuscript..."

The editor-in-chief waved his hand:
"receive."

"I'll talk to Lao Yu about adjusting the layout."

"We'll just publish one article this time. Contact the author and build a good relationship with him. Authors of this caliber are hard to come by, so it would be best if you could get him to write for you."

"How is the manuscript fee determined?"

This made the editor hesitate.

After glancing at the document open on the computer desktop, the editor-in-chief made the decision:

"The maximum is 200 per thousand words."

"Also, when you contact him, ask if you can reduce the word count next time you submit your article. We can even increase the price."

Nanwu No. 3 Middle School.

When Sun Jie Lin walked into the classroom, she looked at Fang Zhou behind her with a complicated look.

She was shocked by what happened yesterday.

But at this time.

But this kid acted like nothing happened.

Sun Jielin has been a teacher for more than ten years and faces these teenagers every day. She cannot imagine that they can remain so calm after something like that happened at this age.

"Could it be that he has lost his memory and doesn't remember that incident at all?"

But think about it, it's unlikely.

I remember everything else.

Only such an important thing was forgotten?

"It seems that I still need to talk to him when I get a chance."

Fang Zhou did notice that Sun Jielin looked at him several times during class, but he didn't think much of it.

He thought that Sun Jie Lin was staring at him because of the fight with Zhang Xiao.

You can only lower your head and reduce your presence.

"Buzzing..."

The phone vibrated in my pocket.

He took it out when the teacher wasn't paying attention and found that it was an unfamiliar number, and it was from out of town, so Fang Zhou hung up.

After a while, the phone vibrated again.

Ark peek.

It turned out to be a text message.

It was the number that had just called. Fang Zhou didn't open the phone and put it away.

after class.

Fang Zhou was about to call back when Sun Jielin went to call him:

"Fang Zhou, come out for a moment."

There was something strange about the Ark.

Moreover, when they were outside, Sun Jie Lin was very friendly and did not say anything. Instead, he showed concern for Fang Zhou's daily life, telling Fang Zhou not to feel any pressure and to come to him directly if he had any problems.

It made Fang Zhou feel confused.

Old Sun left.

Fang Zhou couldn't help but think:

"Could it be..."

"Teacher Sun, are you trying to save the country in a roundabout way? You plan to build a good relationship with me first, take care of the rear, and then look for Lao Wang?"

This was the only reason Fang Zhou could think of.

"can not tell."

"Teacher Sun is actually an expert in military strategy!"

shook his head.

Fang Zhou took out his cell phone.

I called the number back and heard a young female voice:
"Hello, I'm the editor of Youth Tribe. You can just call me Xiao Ding. Remember you submitted two manuscripts to us yesterday?"

Xiao Ding?

Fang Zhou's mouth twitched.

(End of this chapter)