The Editor is Always Flirting with Me [GL]

the next day.

After Qin Yipuan got up after nine o’clock, she stretched out her hand and groped beside the pillow. After grabbing the phone, she unlocked it in front of her eyes. After squinting to read the time, she stretched and sat up all of a sudden.

My aunt came to visit today, but fortunately I don’t have dysmenorrhea.

After getting out of bed, taking a shower, having a simple breakfast, and taking care of the room, Qin Yipour returned to his computer.

Pressing the power button and looking at the Windows icon popped up on the screen, Qin Yi poured his hair for a while, then got up and poured a cup of hot water.

After opening the folder and Word document, she then opened the music player.

Qin Yipuan likes to listen to music while writing. She can always find some songs that match the aura of her writing, so that she can create an atmosphere invisibly when writing, and she can quickly devote herself to the characters in the text.

She is not publishing books very fast, basically one book a year in the last three years, but magazine short stories and the like are not included.

The difference between brick-and-mortar writers and online writers is that they don’t have to type thousands of words every day, and a book is about 200,000 to 300,000 words.

Therefore, she has more time to find information, browse various literary classics to fill the knowledge base, and revise and polish the words of the articles.

However, even so, Qin Yichuan felt a little tired recently.

I typed on the keyboard for several minutes, but only managed to write two sentences.

The index finger pressed the Backspace key, and after watching the text disappear quickly under the backward cursor, Qin Yichuan leaned back and stared at the screen in a trance.

Cavan is a regular in writing. But it has never been so stuck before.

She wrote a total of five editions of the beginning, but each beginning could not be written when it reached 30,000 words.

In the final analysis, it turned out that the sales of the first book were too good and too popular, so she was always worried that the results of her new article would be too different from it. In that case, there will be a great sense of disparity psychologically.

Therefore, all she thought about was how to write in order to surpass the previous one. The more I think about it, the more I see that I am dissatisfied with what I have written.

Finally, Qin Yipun minimized the Word window, then connected to the Internet, opened the browser, and entered his pseudonym.

She likes to see what netizens say about herself on the Internet, which is a pleasure.

As soon as you hit the Enter key, a lot of things related to yourself pop up on the web page.

Queenie-Baidu Encyclopedia – which writes her date of birth, place of origin, identity, awards, representative works, etc.

Queenie-Baidu Pictures-It’s full of messes that have nothing to do with her at all, and there are some **** pictures of beauties.

Then, Qin Yipun saw such a webpage title: How to evaluate Queenie? -Know almost

Afterwards, Qin Yipuan clicked on the webpage.

Someone inside said: “When I read Queenie’s two books in a row, I became curious about her, and then began to search for her information. When I found out that she was born in 1989, I was shocked. 89 years, which is She said that she is only 26 years old now, but her writing power is so deep and the story is so amazing. When I think about myself as a writer, I can’t help but feel ashamed. All in all, she is still very young and has already achieved such achievements. I believe that her potential must be huge, as long as she keeps it up, she will become the queen of modern literature in time.”

Published on 2015-10-30

After Qin Yipuan read it, he touched his chin and turned his head, looking at the stack of self-published books on the corner of the table and the Rubik’s Cube in front of it.

A few seconds later, Qin Yipuan continued to drag the mouse and pull down.

Then, she saw a person named “Qingliu” comment: “After Queenie’s last novel was published, as expected, the sales broke her own record, which is very gratifying. However, here I think What I’m saying is that although her novels are good, they still give people a sense of similarity. I’m not saying that each of her stories is the same, in fact, each of her stories is completely different, but the way she tells the story feels different. It’s the same, although that routine is only used by her, I still hope to see her write a new work that goes against her own routine and plays cards out of common sense.”

Posted on 2015-11-15

There are many comments below this answer, which can be said to be the most lively building under this question.

After Qin Yipuan opened it, he felt that the people inside were probably divided into two factions in terms of their views.

One faction agreed and felt that they wanted to see something different. And now the threshold for writing is getting lower and lower, new writers are springing up one after another, and many of them are not inferior to Queenie’s brains, and even more changeable, plus the era of paper media has passed, the Internet era has come, people The choice of reading materials has increased. If Queenie has no fresh tricks, she will eventually be eliminated.

One faction thinks that Qin Yipuan is not called the same thing, it is called his personal style. If a writer does not have a distinct personal style, in a certain sense, it is actually a failure. Moreover, Queenie is an existence between serious literature and popular novels. In this regard, it is already hard to come by. I hope she can maintain this kind of personal characteristics and not be assimilated by others.

After Qin Yipun saw this, he fell into contemplation.

Afterwards, she copied the web page address, opened her own editor Chen Yan’s Q, and prepared to send it over to ask her what she thought.

But after thinking about it carefully, she closed the dialog again. She could basically guess what Chen Yan would say.

After a while, she opened Weibo and found Beihang in the private message column.

The frame opened a little, and their conversation last night appeared in front of them.

The words she said were unbelievable. What a thousand times.

In the end, Qin Yipuan chose to ignore those and sent the link to the webpage.

“What do you think of what you said about the second floor?” Qin Yipuan was referring to the person who said that every novel she wrote was a kind of routine.

However, messages sent in the past always appear as unread.

Yes, after all, I am an editor. At work, how can I be idle until I hang on Weibo all the time?

Waiting and waiting, writing spirit suddenly caught a cold, so Qin Yipun hurriedly closed Weibo, reopened Word, and started writing.

This time, the idea is very smooth.

There is nothing in this world that is more beautiful than the rush of writing.

She can stop falling in love, but she can’t stop writing. That’s why… She came out of the shadow of Cheng Cheng’s cheating so quickly, right?

After all, nothing is more interesting than writing.

After writing more than 7,000 words at once, Qin Yipun let out a sigh of relief and looked at the time, only to realize that it was three o’clock in the afternoon before he knew it.

She even forgot to eat and cut songs.

Standing up from the computer, my whole body is a little sore, and my eyes also have a foggy feeling when looking at everything.

Qin Yichuan squeezed his arm and walked to the bookshelf, took a deep breath with a smile.

The phone vibrated at this moment.

Qin Yipun turned around, walked to the desk, picked up the phone, and saw a message from an unfamiliar number on it.

“Are you there?”

Looking at this unfamiliar number starting with 156, Qin Yichuan was a little confused.

Such a question with no beginning and no end is probably a liar. Generally speaking, this method is to arouse people’s curiosity first, and then if you take care of it, the other party will turn on the cheating mode in the next second.

After all, there are a lot of scammers lately. So, Qin Yipian dragged that number directly into the blacklist.

After taking a random dip and eating, Qin Yipun returned to the computer.

Originally planning to close Weibo, he suddenly found that Beihang had returned to his private message, so Qin Yipuan moved the mouse moved to the small cross in the upper right corner of the window back to the private message chat box interface.

Beihang, editor-in-chief of Qianyu: “I was busy before. The rhythm and structural design of your works are very delicate. You have a confidence that belongs to you at the beginning and end. You are like a natural controller, good at controlling everything in the dark. , lead people to fall into the traps you set one by one, and then suddenly give light when people are driven to despair by your story. So, what attracts me most about you is that you set people up This kind of self-confidence trap. Therefore, the biggest highlight of your work is this kind of self-confidence. This is your usual routine, but I think this kind of thing will not be out of date no matter when it is placed. Because in the final analysis , this routine, it has a name, it’s called attraction.”

Qianyu Editor-in-Chief Beihang: “Are you there?”

After Qin Yipuan read this passage from Beihang several times, he suddenly laughed. I feel more and more that this northbound trip is really interesting.

Suddenly I want to know more about Beihang’s views on his works.

After a while, Qin Yipian looked at the word “Are you here?” and became fascinated again. Ah… that text message just now was sent by the northbound.

She was a little drunk last night and fell asleep after taking a shower, so she never saved her northbound number.

“It’s here.” After dragging the number of Beihang back from the blacklist, Qin Yipun continued to type: “Interesting, I suddenly want to know, what other specific views do you have on my novel. As for the advantages, you have just said Having said that, what about the shortcomings?”

Beihang, editor-in-chief of Qianyu: “There is a very good restaurant, the environment is very beautiful, and the dishes taste good.”

Qin Yiquan pursed his lips and looked at this sentence for a while, shook his head, and then replied with a smile, “Are you dating me?”

The editor-in-chief of Qianyu, Xing Bei: “Yes. Are you free at night? Teacher Queenie.”

Qin Yipuan grabbed a Rubik’s Cube on the table, squinted for a while, put it aside, and tapped a few keys on the keyboard: “Yes.”

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