Who is reborn? Who is in love?

Chapter 41 is really worthy of the literature society

Once some doors are opened, it really does not mean that it can be closed.

Su Nai was lying on the table in love, her crimson cheek was stuck in a cold desktop, but she couldn’t cool her heart.

She felt that she was broken, and she broke through the curiosity that she shouldn’t have. She began to linger, and she began to lament the wonderfulness of the world, and even learned a few foreign languages that expressed rejection.

She, there is no doubt that she is a bad girl.

Jiang Qin coughed and shifted the topic without any matter: “There is still a thing, Su Nai, can you give me a small program for automatic reply?”

“Automatic reply?” Su Nai raised his head a little.

“It is to arrange some virtual ID robots. To each post, reply to some ten thousand oil -oil rainbow farts. Wow, I wrote so well, I have wet wet, or real bulls, so I have this kind of text. Give the poster a sense of accomplishment. ”

Su Nai pushed her glasses: “I can copy a ready -made on the Internet, change the code to see if I can use it directly.”

Jiang Qin knew that there was a drama as soon as he heard it, but he still said with a lot of words: “Mainly work, watch less videos.”

“Woo …”

Su Nai fell on the table again, and sadly flowed into the river.

Jiang Qin no longer teases her, saying that the cement is not loved, it is not easy to end if the anger is teased.

“Xuemei, I’ll go first.”

“Thank you, you, let’s go …”

Jiang Qin stunned his mouth, and the little girl’s family saw all the eighteen postures. What was still shy? He reached out to put the book card in his pocket, and then turned to leave from the library.

The website has been built, but it is still an empty shell. It is like a picture paper just sent.

If you want a website to keep people, it is necessary to browse the information for a long time.

Jiang Qin decided to go to Lingda Literature Club to see them to write some stories that they made.

Literature Society is a community under the name of the Department of Literature, and the entire Department of Literature is now in the East Campus. Jiang Qin has no cars and can only pass all the way. Fortunately, it is the opening season. Preparation, so Jiang Qin didn’t flutter, and when he entered, he saw a group of people doing a propaganda board.

“The four words of the community are thicker, it is best to replace it with red and eye -catching.”

“Eh, the person over there, how can you sit and do not work? Didn’t you see everyone busy?”

Jiang Qin was carrying his hands and conducted blind commands in the event classroom. The sophomore brother who was touching the fish glanced at him. He couldn’t touch what he was doing.

In the end, someone couldn’t help but looked up and asked who you were. Is it a new teaching assistant in the Department of Literature? It’s too young.

Jiang Qin showed a coquettish smile, saying that I was just a freshman who was unprecedented, and in exchange for a cordial greetings with a high amount of mothers.

However, after showing the intention, some people still shouted the person in charge of the Literature Society.

One is the president Yao Yanling, this year’s junior, Chinese language and literature.

One is the deputy president Dong Wenhao. This year’s sophomore, the broadcast host is professional.

“Small stories of life, five dollars of thousands of characters, can you write everything?”

Jiang Qin groaned: “What I need is the narrative story of the first perspective, which can be bizarre but not outrageous.”

Dong Wenhao is more interested in this incident: “Is it a blindly compiled pseudo -discipline and literature?”

“The senior’s general ability is very strong, probably the meaning of this. For example, if I have three girlfriends, I started to manage the time efficiently. Handsome is some more controversial topics. ”

“It’s a bit like the promotional monthly magazine of therology hospital? What kind of wife to separate three -year wife is unexpectedly pregnant?”

Jiang Qin was a little surprised: “President Dong even read such literary masterpieces, I really didn’t find the wrong person!”

Yao Yanling couldn’t help but intervene: “Are you a journal?”

“No, I run a website.”

“Can your website be serialized by original novels?”

Hearing Yao Yanling’s inquiries, Jiang Qin couldn’t help it.

The serialization of the novel is a direction he has never considered, but if you want to keep the website with enough users, it may be a good way to chase it.

However, there is a problem with serialized novels. If there are many words, it will definitely increase the cost of manuscript fees, and it is really no one to read.

“Novels can also be serialized, but I have to pass my review first. I will not pay for things without value.”

Yao Yanling smiled confidently: “Actually, I have a original novel. The writing must be very good, but I am not satisfied with the price of thousands of words.

Jiang Qin shook his head: “I don’t want to write, what I want is good -looking.”

“The story of writing must be beautiful. If you agree with the thousands of words, I can sort out a part of it to send it to you.”

“What about cooperation?”

Dong Wenhao went forward slightly: “I will be responsible for cooperation. There are sixty -seven members of our literary agency.

Jiang Qin leaned slightly on the back of the chair: “Talk about it.”

“Six pieces of manuscripts, so I organize writers to help you control the quality, and Sister Yan Ling is mainly responsible for serialization. How about?”

After hearing this sentence, Jiang Qin glanced at Dong Wenhao, and felt that this guy was more keen than Yao Yanling’s eyes.

Although the novels of continuous chapter can get more paid by space, but it is more to make money to make money together with 67 people. Dong Wenhao comes up to grab the contributions to the contribution.

It seems that there are so many people who are so big, and they are not just trying to make money.

In contrast, Yao Yanling, she is actually more obsessed with literature, and her interest in money is not much. The reason why ten yuan actually wants to get affirmation of her work.

Look, my text can sell ten yuan, but you can only sell five pieces.

If such a person really has talent, it will definitely achieve something, but he is afraid that his heart is higher than the sky, his life is thinner than paper, and he can’t come out in his own world.

“Six thousand characters are okay, but the manuscript fee is calculated as five pieces.” Jiang Qin said.

Dong Wenhao’s eyes flashed a little blank: “Since it is six pieces of thousands of characters, why is the manuscript fee five pieces?”

Jiang Qin smiled: “You can’t let the senior Bai help, and the other piece is used as your commission.

“…”

Dong Wenhao’s breathing stagnated, and Erlang’s legs put down involuntarily.

He wanted six pieces to get a piece from each manuscript, but he did not expect to be broken by Jiang Qin’s mouth. It, but the quality of control has changed from a empty words to a real work task.

In simple terms, he changed from an intermediary to a job.

“I am a deputy president. It should be for the benefit of the team members. It should not be used for commission. This is not good.”

Jiang Qin looked at Yao Yanling next to her: “There is no one who does not eat in the world without eating. Sister Yan Ling thinks?”

Yao Yanling thinks that Jiang Qin’s distribution is more reasonable: “Wenhao, since you have to review the content for the members, it should be a commission.”

“Then … then I was disrespectful.” Dong Wenhao agreed in embarrassment.

Jiang Qin listened to straight teeth, but he was cynical. He was really a fucking culture. It was indeed a fucking literature society. If he asked for money, he could ask so fresh and refined.

(This chapter is finished)