In order to take into account the privacy of the poster, the host has vaguely processed the id of some unknown authors. No one knows who said this sentence, but this Weibo has been recognized by many authors.

　　

　　 "That's how I am... I think that my comic is similar to another manga artist's manuscript. As a result, it was submitted to the serialization conference and was directly brushed down by the magazine."

　　

"My one is even more annoying. Obviously it's almost past, but because I am too old, I am inexplicably eliminated. But if the manga artist who eliminated me is a young man, I can understand it, but that manga artist is also 45 years old. , Only 5 years younger than me. Didn’t that cartoonist drew a full-length comic? How could such a bully?"

　　

　　 "The same goes for Duman.com. I read the comics recommended by Duman.com. Many of the authors of the comics are old authors. Newcomers can have one-tenth of them, which is pretty good."

　　

　　 "……"

　　

　　 Many unhappy cartoonists have made their own voices on the website.

　　

　　 Shen Xin scratched his head. Of course he had heard such remarks, but they were not in this world.

　　

　　Here, he communicated with the magazine through the editor, or directly contacted the editor-in-chief, so he didn't hear many complaints from the author.

　　

　　 But before crossing, there did exist such remarks.

　　

　　 He can understand the feelings of these authors. After all, he also came from a newcomer. What's more, after he wrote his first novel, he is still a slack street, and he is still at a disadvantage in competing with authors who have had bestsellers.

　　

　　 However, although there are not many online novels, there are indeed authors who have become famous. They just grabbed a small number of authors who were recommended by water, known by readers, recognized by editors, and became famous step by step.

　　

　　 In this world, Shen Xin doesn't know how the website operates, but he knows more about magazines.

　　

　　As long as the author has potential or strength, regardless of whether he has previous achievements, the editor will try to help the author.

　　

Just like Zuo Yuan, before the "Return to 12 Years Old" serialization, neither Xu Jie nor Yan Fei gave up, and Zuo Yuan handed over to these two editors not a thousand drawings, but there were only a few. A hundred sheets.

　　

In fact, the same is true on the earth. The manga master Akira Toriyama submitted a manuscript to "jump" before his debut, but was rejected by the editor Kazuhiko Kazuhiko to sharpen his painting skills. After drawing more than a thousand drafts, he debuted with "", but The response was mediocre. The next year, I won the serialization opportunity with "The Girl Detective Red Tomato", and after another year, there was "Dr. iq" that everyone knows.

　　

　　 There is almost no one, and can be successful casually.

　　

　　 What's more, even if the editor wants to help the cartoonist, can the cartoonist really bear the hardship?

　　

　　 Soon, some well-known authors also began to fight back, the first of which was Duan Criticism, and then Ye Hexu also started to fight back those who accused him.

　　

　　 Shen Xin saw the last post edited by the host, which happened to be 7 o'clock.

　　

　　 "It's messy." Shen Xin smiled bitterly.

　　

　　 "Yeah, both sides are hugged." Wang Wenhong shrugged his shoulders.

　　

　　 Shen Xin rubbed her face, feeling the muscles on her face stiff.

　　

　　 "If I speak, do I want to hold the group over there?" Shen Xin asked rhetorically.

　　

　　 "Huh? You want to speak? Yes, mature?" Wang Wenhong teased.

　　

"I don't want to talk either. How comfortable is watching a movie?" Shen Xin leaned back and stretched his muscles and bones. "But now, many cartoonists are talking for me. If I were still silent, what would they think? It's also because of me. You have to show your attitude, right?"

　　

　　 When he said those words, Su Han and others hadn't spoken yet, and Shen Xin didn't say anything. After all, it is better to do less than to do more.

　　

　　 The current situation is different from the time.

　　

　　 "Yes." Wang Wenhong nodded, "If you consider this, you are right."

　　

　　 Sometimes, maturity does not mean silence, but knows when to shut up and when to speak.

　　

　　 At this moment, Xi Muhan came to the living room and said to Shen Xin on the second floor: "Brother, I have dinner."

　　

　　 "Ok, here comes." Shen Xin got up and patted Wang Wenhong on the shoulder, "Eat first, and talk about these things afterwards. By the way, imagine how to write Weibo."

　　

　　 The time spent on work in the morning is estimated to be very small. It is estimated that it will take a long time for Weibo drafts alone.

　　

　　 "Brother, what did Brother Wang say?" Seeing Shen Xin coming down, Xi Muhan asked curiously.

　　

　　 "It's okay." Shen Xin narrowed his eyes. "It's just that there is some noise on the Internet."

　　

　　 Xi Muhan frowned slightly, his expression increasingly suspicious.

　　

　　……

　　

　　 Yan Fei has been paying attention to the development of the whole situation since last night. Before she knew it, she fell asleep. When she woke up, the sky was bright.

　　

　　 She glanced at the phone, 8:24.

　　

　　 Yan Fei hurriedly changed her clothes. After washing, she didn't care about eating. She made an exception and called a rental car so as not to be late.

　　

　　 In the car, she called Shen Xin and asked briefly about what happened yesterday. She found that Shen Xin had not been affected, and she was a little relieved.

　　

After 　　 clocked in, she glanced at the time on the clock machine, and it was a minute short of 9 o'clock. The secret path was dangerous, and she simply combed her hair, and hurriedly entered the editorial department.

　　

　　 Today's editorial department is different from usual. Almost all the editors were browsing the posts, and Yu Chen crossed his fingers, his face was gloomy and ugly.

　　

　　 "What's wrong with President Yu?" Yan Fei asked Jian Xiaomei beside her in a low voice.

　　

　　 Jian Xiao's eyebrows turned, his expression even more embarrassing than Yu Chen.

　　

　　 "Teacher Ye got into trouble..."

　　

"what?"

　　

　　 Yan Fei was taken aback, but if you think about it, Ye Hexu might indeed cause some trouble.

　　

　　 "Also, Teacher Luo Zheng...he also got stuck." Jian Xiaomei added.

　　

"Eh?"

　　

　　 Yan Fei blinked, but... can you understand it?

　　

Luo Zheng is sometimes more ostentatious than Ye Hexu. In the past few years, in order to draw "The King of Rock", after a little converged to become "icfuture", the magazine will also demand more of him. Now the comics are over, and his free time is also too much.

　　

"what happened?"

　　

　　 "You'll know if you go to Manjia.com." Jian Xiaomei was weak.

　　

　　 Yan Fei turned on the computer, found Manjia.com, and quickly browsed through the process from beginning to end.

　　

　　 Many well-known cartoonists in China have expounded their views. Most of the authors of "icfuture" and Duoman.com, and some light novelists also posted Weibo to express their views.

　　

　　 From the current point of view, the author has stood in a group, and the focus of the discussion covers "competition", "good comics", "evil comics", "the difference between new and old authors"...

　　

　　Some authors only posted one Weibo ~lightnovelpub.net~ For example, Wang Yunze, after posting that Weibo, he didn't say anything again, while some authors posted several in a row, trying to convince each other.

　　

　　 Yan Fei rubbed her forehead, really hurting her forehead.

　　

　　 Don't these cartoonists need to draw manuscripts?

　　

　　 "What did Shang always say?"

　　

　　 "What else can you say?" Jian Xiao lowered his eyebrows, pretending to write, "We and the author are in a cooperative relationship. They are not our employees, and we can't control them."

　　

　　 Yan Fei sighed, it really is like this.

　　

　　Especially, the topics being discussed now are very messy, and it is difficult for magazines to have an entry point.

　　

　　 Yan Fei slid the mouse absent-mindedly, thinking of Shen Xin involuntarily, wondering what he would think of this matter.

　　

　　 Just when Yan Fei was thinking about it, Hook's words made her heart tremble.

　　

　　 "Mr. Shen also posted on Weibo."

　　

what! ?

　　

　　 Before Yan Fei had time to speak, Yu Chen stood up and asked, "What's written on Weibo?"

　　

　　 "You still come and see?" Hook whispered through the aisle.

　　

　　 Yu Chen took a deep breath and walked over quickly. Fupin Chinese