Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

The neighbors are all prosperous, but the fat aunt doesn't believe that her family has no success at all!

She doesn't expect to be rich after demolition, just to bring her children back.

After chatting with the fat aunt, Duan Jiajia was about to go back to the house.

After all, it's still winter, and it's really cold to stand outside for a long time.

As soon as he turned around, he heard someone calling his name outside.

Duan Jiajia felt that the voice was still unfamiliar, and turned around to see Jiang Yao standing at the door of his house.

"Why are you here?" The New Year is coming in a week. Why would Jiang Yao appear here at this time?

Jiang Yao pursed her lips, her smile a little forced.

If there was no other way, Jiang Yao really wouldn't bother Duan Jiajia.

Jiang Yao knew about Chen Zhengnian and Duan Jiajia opening a company together. But she had no intention of telling anyone at the magazine.

Duan Jiajia and Chen Zhengnian were kind to him and helped him.

Jiang Yao would not do such a thing of repaying kindness with hatred.

Seeing that Jiang Yao had something to do, Duan Jiajia hurriedly opened the door to bring the person in, and said to the fat aunt, "I have a guest at home, let's talk next time."

The fat aunt waved her hand: "You are busy, you are busy!"

Duan Jiajia poured water for Jiang Yao and asked her to sit on the sofa, then asked: "What happened?"

Jiang Yao looked at Duan Jiajia and suddenly cried uncontrollably.

"sorry."

Jiang Yao thought of her previous attitude towards Duan Jiajia and Chen Zhengnian, and felt guilty.

At that time, Duan Jiajia and Chen Zhengnian were in need of help, but because I was worried about offending the magazine, I only submitted one article to Duan Jiajia and Chen Zhengnian.

Duan Jiajia knew why Jiang Yao said "I'm sorry". She and Chen Zhengnian really didn't take this matter to heart.

He just comforted her and said, "It's nothing. Have you encountered something difficult?"

Jiang Yao sniffed and said with some sobs: "Yeah. After Editor Chen left, I was assigned to another editor, but he kept asking me to revise the article. He kept saying that my writing was not good enough. But I read him He changed it for me, he made my male protagonist look special..."

Jiang Yao wrinkled her face and said irritably: "It's disgusting. She looks like a hungry ghost. My heroine's body curves were also written in various ways. That's not what I want to write, it's too vulgar!"

It’s not like Jiang Yao never resisted.

She told the editor that those descriptions made her characters disgusting and vulgar, but the editor refused to submit the manuscript to Jiang Yao.

He also kept suppressing Jiang Yao, making Jiang Yao feel that her writing was really bad.

During this period, Jiang Yao doubted herself from time to time.

"Sometimes I wonder if I am not suitable for writing novels. I have no talent at all. In this field, without talent, hard work alone is not enough." Jiang Yao shed tears.

When she told her family about these things, they only thought Jiang Yao was being pretentious.

If she told her friends, they would only ask her to think about her own problems.

This feeling is so uncomfortable.

"I feel like I can't do anything anymore, I'm a useless person." Jiang Yao's academic performance is average and there is no problem in graduating, but she is far from an outstanding student. She can get a teacher's recommendation to go to a better unit when she graduates.

Duan Jiajia heard what Jiang Yao said and couldn't help but said: "Your editor is like this, have you contacted the editor-in-chief?"

Jiang Yao glanced at Duan Jiajia helplessly: "I don't have the editor's contact information."

She and Duan Jiajia are still different.

If Duan Jiajia wants to contact the editor-in-chief, of course he can, but he may not.

"Then..." Duan Jiajia looked at Jiang Yao's current appearance and knew that the manuscript was not the most important. Jiang Yao's mentality has been severely hit now, and this is the most important thing.

"Jiang Yao, your previous works can provoke people to be so calculating, which means you must be a piece of gold. Have you ever seen a scammer go to great lengths to get a useless stone?"

Duan Jiajia took Jiang Yao's hand and said, "Each of the magazine editors has different tastes. Not to mention you and me, even those famous writers, not everyone likes their works."

"They are so great, but they will still be disliked. Some people will not like your work. This is a normal thing."

Jiang Yao looked at Duan Jiajia with tears in her eyes: "But..."

"Not that much. Before you had that editor, no one liked your work? Didn't you still receive a lot of letters from readers?"

The magazine will not set aside a special place for them to put letters from readers. When a certain amount is accumulated, they will all be sent to them.

Duan Jiajia took a few sacks directly to load them several times.

She estimated that even if Jiang Yao had not reached this level, she would still have received many letters from readers.

"Look at those letters. Do the readers like your works?"

Jiang Yao still couldn't come to her senses.

She didn't know if she could do it now. The editor's various criticisms made Jiang Yao fall into a heavy blow and self-denial.

Duan Jiajia thought for a while and said: "How about this? You put your original version online. Now the daily activity of the website is much higher than before, and many people will read novels on the website. You put the original version Let people see it online, and if possible, we can find another magazine to submit the article to, and you can change your name."

When the time comes, she will just ask Chen Zhengnian to delete the original post.

There are not so many pirated websites now. As long as they can be deleted, the magazine will not say anything.

"If you think this is not good, you can go to the website and take a look at the short story you wrote before. Many people have left messages below." Duan Jiajia did not blame Jiang Yao for giving a short story that was obviously of average quality based on her ability. Works are posted on the website.

She has confidence in the website because she knows that online literature will develop in a few years, and it will flourish even more after 2010.

Jiang Yao is not a staff member in this field, nor does she have the understanding of the future like Duan Jiajia.

To Jiang Yao, what happened that time was more like returning a favor.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Jiang Yao would produce a manuscript of average quality.

Duan Jiajia saw that Jiang Yao was still a little confused and knew that Jiang Yao must have never cared about that website.

She pretended she didn't know and pulled Jiang Yao upstairs.

"Look." In the study, Duan Jiajia found the web page and pushed it in front of Jiang Yao: "Look at the replies below, they are all praising you."

Those replies were indeed praising Jiang Yao, and some people wrote lyrics under Jiang Yao's work, and there were people asking for songs underneath, hoping that someone could sing it.

In the early years, there were many talented young artists online.

Don’t talk about writing lyrics for novels.

Later, many classic ancient songs were written for games and novels.

These early young people on the Internet greatly enriched the entertainment life of later generations.