After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

To be honest, it's really well written and has profound ideological content.

But the ideological theme and the story are not well integrated, and it feels like they are forcing education on you.

Simply put, it's because he has too much dad vibe.

The new story shows that he has made changes.

But the change was too hasty.

The original characteristics were not maintained, and the interest of the story was not greatly increased.

In his own opinion, it is worse than before.

This guy’s new reader survey might fail.

……

April 15th.

The atmosphere in the meeting room of Children's Literature magazine was more depressing than expected.

Xiao Yin from the marketing department lowered his voice a lot.

"In the latest round of surveys on high-quality programs, ratings for 'Giraffe's Neck,' 'Big Bad Wolf on the Prairie,' and 'Lotus and Lotus Root' continue to decline, with less than 30% receiving positive reviews."

"Most of the negative reviews focused on the lack of originality in the story, saying it was clichéd, boring, and that the protagonist's motivations were unclear."

"In contrast, 'The Emperor's New Clothes', 'Thumbelina' and 'Everything Dad Does is Right' have received great reviews."

"Especially the first two have all received five-star reviews, and 'Everything Dad Does is Right' has also received four stars."

"A reader wrote about this during the survey. We can just have this author's story appear in the new column."

"them……"

"okay."

Wang Weimin waved his hand to stop Xiao Yin from continuing.

Because Chu Hongmei's face turned red, if she continued talking, smoke would probably come out of her head and turn into a steam engine.

"Sister Chu, what's going on with Qiu Ji? Why is the story getting worse and worse?"

As the boss of the editorial department, Wang Weimin is not suitable to speak on many things. In addition, Chu Hongmei's identity is a problem, so Cai Qing, as the deputy editor-in-chief, has to speak on her behalf.

There is another key point here.

The magazine's manuscript review process is very strict, including preliminary review, re-review, and final review.

It may take two or three months to produce the results of a manuscript.

There is nothing much to say about the initial review, but the re-review is that the manuscript that has passed the initial review will be cross-examined by other editors.

So you see, the biggest job of a magazine editor every day is to keep reading these texts.

Not only look at your own, but also look at your colleagues'.

The magazine has its own set of rules on which editor should help review the manuscript.

But everyone has their own little thoughts, and because of Chu Hongmei's status, all the editors except Lao Qian are unwilling to offend her.

If you can pass, just pass it.

Once it passes the review, it will be submitted to the editor-in-chief for final decision.

The editor-in-chief has a lot of things to do and it is impossible for him to read every manuscript carefully. He will just take a quick look and approve it if there are no problems.

So, if you really want to count the failures of the new work of the main writer, everyone is to blame.

This is also the reason why Wang Weimin has not lost his temper until now.

This means it is not a publication, so the loss is not big.

It would be really embarrassing if I really printed a batch of books and then released them to be criticized like this.

I guess the editorial department’s toilet paper will have to be replaced with printed materials, otherwise our chrysanthemums will be in danger.

"It's still Lao Qian's fault."

Chu Hongmei was feeling angry but couldn't vent it, and these words gave her an excuse.

"Editor-in-Chief Wang, weren't you the one who asked Lao Qian to assist me in guiding Qiu Ji? Old Qian, tell me what you have done in the past month."

Everyone looked at Lao Qian.

Since entering the meeting room, Lao Qian has been buried in his mobile phone, with an inexplicable smile on his lips. No one knows what he is doing.

Yang Xiuxiu, who was sitting below him, kicked him lightly.

Lao Qian came to his senses, looked around, put down his phone, and crossed his hands on his lower abdomen.

"Old Chu, what you said is really heartless. Didn't I tell you from the beginning not to let Qiu Ji change his style blindly?"

"He's already a mature writer. If you ask him to revise it in such a short time, will he be able to accept it?"

"But you didn't listen and rushed for success. Now the result has turned out like this. It's a bit inappropriate for you to blame me."