Yoko was a little confused.

Because what came with the fries was just the expression of a minion holding his chin.

There is, and only such an expression.

This made her feel a little bad. For some reason, Yoko always felt that this expression was staring directly at her, full of contempt, which instantly made her feel inexplicably unhappy!

"Is this person's brain..." Yoko had a strange look on his face.

She has always adhered to the principle of saying what matters, whether at work or in life, she hopes that everything can be more direct and not involve so much nonsense.

Being a human being is already very tiring. Wouldn’t it be better for everyone to be simple and rough?

But this fries...what does he mean?

Yang Lazi was a little confused, but based on the proper social etiquette of an adult, she politely replied...

"?"

The French fries on the other side of the screen was stunned.

This is actually just an expression he usually uses, just like the tea-drinking expression he usually posts when appearing in a group. It is just to show his presence... and has no other meaning.

But editors, especially those who are desperate writers, still have a kind of natural suppression.

So when faced with this situation, most people's choice would be to reply, "Mr. Tiao, what's the matter?" or, more humbly, would say, "Mr. Tiao, what are your orders?"

But this is the first time he has encountered someone who directly replied "?" in at least the past three years of his working life! (Woman, you have successfully attracted my attention!)

Fries felt like his brain was short-circuited for an instant.

I don’t know if it’s because of the three people I contacted before, or because of the somewhat nonsensical reply from the foreign guy, but in short... I’m speechless!

Even, he didn't know how to reply to her at this time.

After thinking for a long time, he somehow managed to reply by mistake, "Are you there?"

When these two words successfully appeared in the dialog box between the two of them, Fries was stunned, "What kind of nonsense am I talking about?"

"Obviously they have already replied, but you are still stupidly asking if they are there?"

Not only the French fries, but also Yoko on the other side of the screen who was equally dumbfounded... It was a bit difficult for her to understand the logic of what the French fries were saying, so much so that she began to suspect that this Chicheng editor was really recruited through formal recruitment channels.

Well? And have they received systematic training before taking up their posts?

Although there was almost no other communication between the two of them except for some basic communication when signing the contract, is this level of communication really OK?

Looking at the snow-white round head, Yoko fell into deep thought...

She couldn't help but begin to regret. Was it the right choice to submit articles in Chicheng? Or was she really thinking too much about editing as a career?

Especially during this period of writing, her most intuitive feeling was that she felt like she was playing a stand-alone game.

Except for being able to feel a slight sense of presence when she was in the water group, the rest of the time was devoted to typing and publishing... There was no one to guide her or give her opinions on what she had written.

Many times, she could only lick her face and ask people in the group to help her take a look.

Although Yoko prides herself on being a slightly socially fearful person, when it comes to Shui Qun, most people are really no match for her.

Take the last week as an example, except for the big water monster, First Sister, who snatched away the Dragon King twice with a slight advantage. In the rest of the time, as long as she wanted to, the Dragon King's position would not pass by.

Of course, there is also an advantage to frantically brushing your face.

At least, in the eyes of most of the people in the group, she is a hot and spicy person, and she can be regarded as a familiar face, but she can get some response to her requests.

If not for this, maybe she would still be the same as she was when she first joined the group. She couldn't get a single recommendation vote or a favorite...

Although the question about French fries was somewhat redundant in her opinion, out of politeness, she still replied "Yes."

A feeling of relief suddenly arose in Fries' heart, and he quickly changed the topic and said, "Are you busy? Is it convenient now? I may need to communicate with you about some things."

"OK."

Yang Lazi's soulless answer immediately made Fries' balls ache.

Maybe he was used to being licked by other people on the street, but he was a little uncomfortable when he met someone who looked like this.

What puzzled him even more was that he knew that the foreign guy in the group was such a talkative person, so why did he become... a little aloof for no reason when he came here?

Putting aside the complicated thoughts for the time being, Fries chose to get straight to the point, "I'm contacting you today mainly because I want to talk about your book. Last week's operation report has come out. I think you should be aware of your achievements.

There’s something to be said for it!”

In his opinion, no author seems to care about his own achievements.

Moreover, in Chicheng's author area, they can clearly know a series of detailed data such as clicks, collections and recommendations, word count, etc. for their book...

Therefore, he felt that Yang Lazi should at least know what his results during this period were.

"have no idea!"

Yang Lazi's ruthless reply instantly left Fries speechless.

After these few rounds of fighting, he felt like he had been punched on cotton... This feeling of unrealized force made him so angry that he almost wanted to vomit blood!

As for Yoko, at least...she really doesn't know now. What's more, no one has really told her what the meaning of these data represents?

Her daily life is very simple.

Going to work, getting off work, typing, sleeping... She was not there at all. What was her data like? As for the meaning of these data, she didn't care at all.

Reluctantly adjusting his mentality, Fries began to tap the keyboard desperately, "Your results are not very satisfactory, which is why I came to see you today."

"Oh!" Yang Lazi replied. After thinking about it, she seemed to feel that the word "oh" alone was not enough to express her attitude.

So he replied with two words.

"OK."

The French fries feel like they are about to collapse. What the hell is "good"... Shouldn't you ask me at this time, what is the problem and how to solve it?

Why did she become so taciturn and taciturn when she came to your foreign hotpot... In fact, Fries felt that she didn't even bother to communicate with him at all?

"Am I the editor or are you the editor?" Fries couldn't help but mutter in his mind.

Putting down the phone in a daze, Fries felt that he needed to calm down, otherwise he couldn't guarantee whether he would explode in the next second.

He never imagined that today, when he thought everything would go smoothly, would turn out to be so difficult...

After drinking a cup of coffee regardless of the boiling temperature, he finally felt that he was "alive".

When he picked up his cell phone and was about to communicate with Yang Lazi again, he suddenly found that Yang Lazi had actually sent him a message on his own initiative.

Looking at the flashing green caterpillar image, Fries felt a burst of joy in his heart, "I thought you didn't care, but in the end..."

He excitedly opened the chat box and saw that the hottie sent a message...

"?"

She seemed to be wondering why Fries didn't speak.

Fries felt that his whole body was in emo. He never imagined that just a simple chat could cause such a huge ups and downs in his emotions.

"This foreign spicy guy... is really not that simple!" There was a wry smile on Fries' face, but he still quickly typed in the chat box.

"It has been almost two weeks since your book "The Map of Controlling Life" was released, but it only has 1,428 clicks. Calculated, it only gets more than 100 clicks per day, and the collection and recommendation are very low..."

Presenting the facts is the most effective way to explain things, especially when the facts are nakedly put in front of you.

Fries believe that foreign spicy food cannot be unmoved.

"Not bad!"

Yang Lazi's reply appeared in the chat box, and Fries suddenly felt...his mentality had collapsed!

"What's going on with her? What's the difference between our understanding of grades?" Fries couldn't help but start to doubt himself.

Looking back on the past three years of work, he has seen a lot of authors, but this is the first time he has seen someone like Yang Lazi!

"This result is not good, even... it can be said to be very bad!" (I think it's pretty good...)

"The panda that was released about a week later than you, the one who hangs out with you all day long, already has a total of 1,568 clicks, with an average of more than 200 every day, and his favorites and recommendations are higher than yours."

Fries suppressed his depression and typed the above paragraph with all his strength, "There is no harm without comparison. When you see other people's data, I don't believe it. You won't feel it!"

"?"

"so?"

Yang Lazi replied quickly, and the two lines that appeared completely made the French fries collapse.

His expression began to twist, and he gritted his teeth and replied: "The book was published a week later than you, but the data is higher than yours. Don't you think there is something wrong with your book?"

"Oh!" Yang Lazi replied, as concisely and concisely as ever, probably meaning, I understand.

Fries suddenly felt as if all his strength had been drained away in an instant.

At this time, he even had some doubts as to whether there was something secretly targeting him... Otherwise, why in today's encounter, no one he met was easy to deal with.

I originally wanted to use other people's data to do something fierce with her, but unexpectedly, everything seemed to be in vain?

At this moment, he really started to doubt his life.

After slowly adjusting his breathing, he decided to make a final struggle.

"I am very optimistic about your book, especially your writing style. Even among the many writers I have, it is still outstanding."

"I don't think your book can only achieve this result, so there must be problems in the middle."

After typing these two lines quickly, Fries stopped, as if to see what the reaction would be.

"oh!"

"Sure enough!" Fries said with a wry smile. But this time he was mentally prepared, so he wouldn't collapse again and again.

"Some time ago, I took the time to read through all the content you have posted. To be honest, there are indeed some problems."

"First of all, the pace of the article is too slow. Most people will abandon the book if they don't see any explosive points in the first few chapters. After all, the pace is so fast now, not everyone can calm down and read a book carefully."

"Secondly, your writing. Some of the words and sentences are too obscure, or a bit old-school. Although the whole book seems to be of a higher quality, it is not very suitable for newcomers.

Be applicable."

"What do you think?"

Fries looked at the chat box expectantly. After a long time, he finally waited for Yang Lazi's reply.

"OK!"
Chapter completed!