Other editors who accompanied him also appeared in the venue of the website event with authors whom they were more proficient in.

The figures of Big Xiong and Li Songlin undoubtedly attracted the attention of some people.

Where there are people, there are competition, writers and editors.

Because of the existence of the card "Li Songlin", Big Bear, the originally ordinary editor, has the advantage of climbing upwards.

When he gets up, he will inevitably have an impact on other people, and will naturally cause some people who are exposed to interests to be disliked.

But this is the case in the workplace. In the past, there was no opportunity. With such an opportunity, Da Xiong never thought of giving in.

He has never changed jobs because he wants to have the opportunity to climb upward, otherwise he would have left long ago with the frequency of job-hopping in the Magic City!

After all, in big cities, "job-changing" has always been the fastest way to increase wages.

"That's the great master of urban literature. He wrote "My Dominant Girlfriend". You should know? The one next to him is in the fantasy category..."

Along the way, Li Songlin received the editor's introduction information.

Those who can be named are basically middle-aged. He has actually read many of the novels they published.

It is undoubtedly quite excellent to be able to publish or even popular online works in this circle.

These existences are what Li Songlin and others need to work hard to enter the class in the next stage.

"What, stupid?"

Looking at the luster in the eyes of the boy in front of him, Big Bear couldn't help but ask curiously.

In his opinion, Li Songlin was used to being a calm person in his mind. He would write whatever he should do, without any wavering in the slightest.

To be honest, such a steady writer would have a very low probability of seeing it.

In recent years, Big Bear has never met many people, whether they are his own subordinates or other colleagues.

"No, is that Mr. He?"

Looking along with Li Songlin's eyes, he also looked at the person opposite him.

"Did you write the school grass book?" Big Bear asked uncertainly.

The website is so big and there are so many editors, so there are countless authors, so he naturally cannot remember them all.

"Yes, that's the author, but how could he have time?"

As a public official, he was used to updating his Buddhist style. If it weren't for his writing style, the story would have been really attractive, and he wouldn't have chased him from the third year of junior high school to the third year of junior high school.

I have updated a chapter on holidays in the past two years, and for book friends, it is as happy as the New Year.

"It seems so, I don't know very well." Big Bear couldn't help but scratch his head and replied in the face of his writer's murmuring.

[It can be considered as a catch of you, the sixth child, and you must urge me to update in person, otherwise I will be sorry for a group of book friends.]

"Can I go there?"

Li Songlin pointed to the direction just now and asked his editor.

Big Bear looked at the appearance of his author, then looked at the time on his phone, so he went with him!

"Big Bear, why? Are you looking for me if you have something to do?"

"Young Master He" asked indifferently when the editor standing beside him saw Big Bear bringing people to come.

"This is the editor Bai He, who is mainly responsible for signing contracts in the city..."

"Hello Brother Bai, Hello Brother He!"

"It's nothing, it's just that my author wants to get to know your author."

After saying that, he pulled his colleague away and left space and time to the two of them.

"Hello, my name is Li Songlin, and the author's name is [Xingchen], Brother He, hello."

Mr. He looked at the boy in front of him and felt that the opposite side was very young, and being called brother always had a bit of a disadvantage.

"Hello, my name is He Qingyu, and my pen name is [Prince He]..."

Li Songlin really didn't expect the two to meet one day. He used to be just a mediocre boy in a small town, so how dare he think about these things?

He did not notice that when he looked at the person in front of him, the brilliance in his eyes was terrifyingly dazzling.

"Is there anything wrong?"

The other party's emotions changed so violently, it was difficult for He Qingyu to ignore the past.

"I am Hoshino from the school grass group. Will I be more familiar with this?"

[Hoshino is the book friend of the fan group two years ago! So, come and urge you to update! No...]

As soon as these words were spoken, He Qingyu couldn't help but feel sighing.

Originally, he had never thought about participating in the event here. He couldn't resist the department's dispatched tasks, so he came just now and had time, so he came!

Sure enough, after coming, he was urged to update him inside and outside after he came.

Now, this wave of the strongest newcomer of the year has also come to urge the update, which he did not expect;

Although it was just a cover, He Qingyu still had some influence on Li Songlin's information, of course he was his pseudonym.

They are all in the same circle. Although he is just a side job and hobby, he also knows some of the industry information he should know.

"this…"

"Old He, you guessed right. I just came to urge me to update in person. I really like your novel. I like it very much."

The school grass book was originally a student with average grades and ugly grades.

In the same eyes as everyone, the male protagonist cares very much about his appearance.

Because I heard that there were gods in the mountains, I went to search alone and met the mountain god who was about to break the boundary and left. He sincerely touched the fairy.

To give up and gain everything and have superior appearance is something that must be given equal value.

The fairy gave him a bracelet, and as long as he used it, he would slowly become handsome. Every time he activated it, he consumed his vitality.

In addition to becoming handsome, the growth of the protagonist in the story is even more worthy of readers.

This is also the work that has made him have a great love for Chinese and other liberal arts subjects.

The other party's writing style and the whole story are attractive, otherwise he would not have seen it for five or six years.

Some people are still chasing for ten years, basically from school to marriage and having children.

It is not difficult to see with such feedback that this novel is so charming.

Then, the two sat together and started chatting, from the story of the school grass to how to write a good story.

From Brother He Qingyu, let alone Li Songlin really felt that he had gained a lot.

"The plot development of any novel has its tone. It is improved bit by bit according to your own ideas. Don't listen too much to the readers' advice. It's fine to listen to their words! Don't..."

Based on the experience of those who have experienced it, He Qingyu gave him a lot of constructive suggestions.

After listening along the way, Li Songlin carefully and silently wrote down some ideas that were useful to him.

"Brother, drink some water and take a rest first!"

He Qingyu has always been a person with a temperament. When he meets like-minded people, he will always unconsciously become a chatterbox.

"Write it well, I will read your novel when I go back;" After saying that, he patted Li Songlin's shoulder very seriously.

"Yeah, thank you brother! But yours..."

"Ahem, this is a bit unlucky in my work and life."

[Here, I came again to urge me to update, and I thought the topic had changed!]

He Qingyu looked at the boy in front of him and felt a headache.

For him, writing novels is just a hobby, and never a job.

Without these constraints, the frequency of updates is naturally even more touching.

"Pushing for updates" has always been a relatively uncomfortable thing for him.

Thinking of this, he also said so. When he said it word by word, Li Songlin couldn't help but be stunned.

During the days when he was waiting for the update, he kept trying to understand the author, but it was not so urgent after he talked!

Whether to write or not is the other party’s business, and should not put pressure on others;

Although he still couldn't understand the meaning of such renewal, his mentality was indeed becoming more and more peaceful.

"...I won't urge you anymore, but if you want to update, I still hope that I can write it seriously."

There will always be a day when the book is finished. As long as the plot is not bad, he will keep reading.
Chapter completed!