It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

magic capital.

Although the familiar certain building is not in the same division, it is the same editorial office.

Today, my old eight will give you again...

Sorry to cross the stage.

A certain editorial department, supernatural branch office.

Sitting in the deserted office, Mingyou sipped his coffee with a bitter face, browsing the manuscript of the new book on the computer.

Why is it so sad?

Because he is sad.

For such an unpopular category as supernatural, he might be able to finish reading the new books uploaded to the background every day in less than half a day by himself, and spend the rest of his time fishing and helping the editor-in-chief.

Originally, this should be a very cool thing, yes, the work is easy, and it can also strengthen the interpersonal relationship with the boss.

But if you can't find bestsellers every day and don't have performance every month, you won't feel happy, you will only feel miserable.

Mingyou is currently in such a situation. He is grateful to be able to find 12,000 subscriptions in new books every month. As for discovering high-quality books? Sorry, he couldn't even think about it.

It can be said to be quite humble.

Because the big guy who wrote the book is awesome, who would come to develop in such an unpopular district as Lingyi?

However, the current problem is more than that. It is almost half of this month, and he has not found even a book that is expected to have an average order of over a thousand.

I was so anxious that I was overwhelmed.

Now the authors who come to the supernatural are getting more and more watery, and many of them even have a few drops of ink in their stomachs. They feel that the supernatural section is unpopular and easy to mess with, so they lick their faces to start the book.

Then what was written there? He didn't understand the supernatural selling point at all, and it was really bad if he wrote it blindly. When Mingyou saw it, he would think that this was a sixth grade exam composition of a certain elementary school student who was sent over by mistake.

No, after reviewing for a long time, he didn't even have a book that he could read.

Each book was read by Mingyou bit the bullet and filled with poison resistance.

Knowing that it is very poisonous, it has to be checked, just like the ancient Shennong who tasted a hundred herbs.

If you want to say who is Shennong in the editorial department at a certain point? He Mingyou definitely bears the brunt of it!

"Mingyou, have you finished reviewing the new books in the backstage?"

At the front of the office, Li Shi, the editor-in-chief of the supernatural, spoke slowly.

It has been half a month since he was transferred to this division. Currently, he and the editor-in-charge, Mingyou, have a pretty good relationship. Every day in their free time, they can play gang fights, meet mobile games, etc. There is a deficit, and there is nothing in the spiritual division, which is quite helpless.

Mingyou replied: "Hurry up, it's still less than ten books away."

"Okay, after the review, you can run an errand for me and send this document to the technical department."

"I know the editor-in-chief."

Alas, another day of fishing.

Ming You secretly sighed inwardly.

For the newly transferred editor-in-chief, he knew that the other party had led the fantasy division before, he was a nice person, and he was also excellent in data management and review.

When it comes to fantasy divisions, Mingyou has to be sour.

That's a golden division at a certain point. There are as many little gods as dogs, and the big gods walk everywhere, and you can dig out a few high-quality books casually. In addition, a popular vampire recently appeared, with an explosion of 500,000, daily The gimmick of the ten chapters brought a wave of rhythm, which made the fantasy division popular to an unprecedented level.

The editors of the subdivisions, one by one, followed to get bonuses, eating and drinking hot food all day long.

For example, Bai Yu, the editor-in-chief who signed the vampire "Fights Break Sphere", is simply a god's luck. Now his salary is almost a multiple of his, and his little life is more nourishing than anyone else.

Looking at myself again, I am also the editor in charge of an editorial department, but I can only get a guaranteed salary every month.

Huh, bonus?

Well, the bonus you mentioned, is it fragrant?

Mingyou knew that those two words had nothing to do with her.

...emmm.

In short, he also wished to dig out two best-selling books, otherwise, if this continues, he is very likely to be soured to death by the editors in charge of the fantasy section.

But now,

No matter how hard it is, there is no need to use lemons, work honestly, and review step by step, maybe one day the higher-ups will be happy, seeing how hard-working they are, they will transfer themselves to fantasy.

After taking a sip of coffee to calm down, Mingyou quickly clicked on the next new book in the backstage, opened the book, refreshed it, and then started reviewing, the speed of the hand was unmatched.

In fact, the normal audit is much slower than this. The reason why he audited so quickly is that there is a bit of fishing in it.

Well, as long as I look fast enough, the poison point can't catch up with me.

But when he saw that there were only three pages in the text, he froze for a moment.

The beginning of this writing seems to be quite interesting.

So he glanced at the title and the title.

Chapter 1 of "My House of Horrors": The house of horrors on the verge of bankruptcy.

At present, only three chapters are uploaded, with a total of more than 6,000 words.

"Huh? The title is interesting... House of Horrors, is it a suspense theme? It sounds quite novel." Ming You tsk-tsk commented.

But you can't decide whether a book is good or bad just by looking at the title, you have to read the text for details, so Ming You carefully read the first three chapters of the house of horrors.

"hiss--"

After reading it, his heart beat faster.

This style of writing and the setting of this system are a bit powerful. It can be seen that the author has already shaped a considerable plot setting and direction in his mind.

The beginning is very close to the people, without any reading threshold, the setting is also very simple and easy to understand, the main line is clear, the haunted house is operated and expanded, and there are stories of horror missions mixed in.

And I don't know if it's his illusion, this refreshing point of wanting to rise before suppressing, has a little taste of fighting against the sky.

This is a good sign, now that Doupo's desire to raise his head and pretend first is more popular than slapping his face, if he doesn't rub off on his enthusiasm, who will he rub against?

As an editor, Mingyou is very understanding.

Well, if the author can maintain this quality and continue to update, then he is still confident in making this book a masterpiece.

Whispering in his mind, Ming You went out to check the author's name, wanting to see if it was an old author he knew, and didn't tell him when the book was opened, just posting it directly in the background, which is really meaningless.

However, the moment he saw the author's name, Ming You was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, his hands shook excitedly, and the cup of coffee he was holding almost spilled.

! ! !

This is not true, is it?

Looking at the three familiar words on the column of the author's name, Mingyou was stunned for a while in disbelief, and then fell into a frenzy of joy.

"Wu-hu Lake!!!"

He was so excited that he stood up immediately and cheered in front of the editor-in-chief.

"Why, did you succeed in the blind date, or did you win the grand prize in the scratch game?" Editor-in-chief Li Shi stared at Ming You who got up and cheered with great interest, and said with a frosty smile.

This kid Mingyou doesn't take himself, his boss, seriously at all.

Good guy, in front of my face, I did an office deception.

Stand up and start yelling, is this a stadium?

The person involved, Ming You, hadn't realized how bad he was at this meeting, he was completely immersed in the joy of signing in with that person.

"Editor-in-chief, I, sign, arrive, suck, blood, ghost, la!"

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