Chapter 413 Gamble

"What's wrong?"

  The little white-faced colleague has been observing Mr. Orange, and seeing that he was quite carefree, suddenly his face became tangled.

  He stood up curiously and came over to take a look, and after glancing at the screen, "Hey, there are so many typos!"

  As an editor, no matter Mr. Chengzi or his colleagues, the first job they do is proofreading.

For editors, this is the most basic job, and it is also the most painful job. Sometimes there are typos and money is deducted. Therefore, many editors hate typos, not to mention they hate them, and they will also cause psychological discomfort after seeing them. .

  This is also the reason why submissions should reduce typos.

  Because many editors know that typos in the submission do not necessarily affect the quality of the article, but they will have resistance involuntarily, and their impression points will directly pull their hips. If the writing is not good, the manuscript will be directly rejected.

  But other people's typos were unintentional.

   Typos in this manuscript—

  The little white-faced colleague's eye-catching black title four words, "closely complained", felt like they were mocking their editors.

   This is absolutely intentional.

   "Master, this is really Mr. Jiang Yang's draft—"

  The little white-faced colleague was half-talking, but Mr. Chengzi interrupted, "Don't talk, go back, go back to your seat."

  Mr. Orange pushes the handsome colleague.

  He suddenly felt that these typos were very useful.

  The little white-faced colleague looked at Mr. Chengzi's appearance, and he saw it again.

  He sat back in his seat in admiration. The teacher is the teacher. If you look at the ten lines, you can read the article with several typos.

  The office is quiet.

  There is only the sound of Mr. Orange sliding the mouse, and occasionally the sound of him eating an orange.

The little white-faced colleague knows Mr. Orange’s habits. He will eat oranges when he sees something exciting. Oranges are cold and sweet, just like reading a wonderful science fiction novel. Sometimes it makes people feel warm. But a chill in my heart.

   After almost three hours, Mr. Orange finished reading.

  He leaned on the back of the chair and let out a long breath, with mixed feelings in his heart.

  Mr. Orange likes hard science fiction, this novel is not.

   But I have to say, this novel is already good enough, even if it is not very sci-fi, he likes it.

   It has a lot to think about.

  The little boy-faced colleague has been observing Mr. Orange.

  Seeing that Mr. Orange had finished reading, he leaned forward and asked, "Master, how is Teacher Jiang Yang's masterpiece?"

  Mr. Chengzi reviewed the draft of "Village Teacher" last time, but he didn't have a chance to read it.

  The manuscript was reviewed by another publishing house.

  The little boy-faced colleague really wants to know what level Mr. Jiang Yang is writing science fiction.

  How should I put it, he was hoping that the writing would not be good.

  Everyone is a jerk, and marrying the big devil is almost enough.

  If you write science fiction now, it’s not a question of jealousy or not, it’s a betrayal!

  The naked betrayal of their little boys!

  Mr. Orange shook his head, "How should I put it, this is not science fiction."

  The little boy-faced colleague understands.

   "There are many typos!"

  He took the opportunity to add insult to injury, thereby condemning the traitor.

  Mr. Orange shook his head: "But this is definitely a very good novel."

  The only sci-fi feature in this novel is an operation.

  There is no scientific theory to support this operation, and with the help of this setting, a story about human nature is told.

  Charlie's path to becoming smart is almost the same as a person's whole life. He grows from a naive child to a knowledgeable person, and becomes confused again when he is old. Then explore the family of origin, the relationship between colleagues and lovers.

  Charlie has not been pursuing intelligence all his life, but has always wanted to confirm that he is a human being.

  A person who is liked by parents, treated kindly by colleagues, and has a lover who will grow old together.

but-

  Like many ordinary people, although they are not old, their hearts are already old. Facing the reality, they can only make a rare and confused statement.

   Those who can be sure that they are individuals, how many people are there in this world of mortals?

"ah?"

  The little white-faced colleague poured a basin of cold water on it.

  Mr. Orange told the little boy, "Also, the essence of this book is the typos!"

  Mr. Orange thinks this is a cool idea!

   Really amazing!

  In a certain sense, Mr. Orange feels that it is as amazing and convincing as the narration in "Roger's Mystery" also written by Jiang Yang.

  This unexpected and reasonable design in the text gives readers a very amazing feeling.

   The sense of substitution is great!

  Mr. Orange is immersed in it while reading it.

  At the end of reading, Charlie became stupid again, and when he told the teacher that he had lost the book, he almost broke his defense.

Oh shit!

  Mr. Orange now understands how his wife felt when she watched Jiang Yang's tear-jerking advertisements.

   Too much!

   Several times, Mr. Orange almost couldn't hold back his tears.

  He was convinced by Jiang Yang.

   "Young man."

Mr. Orange got up to make tea, and patted the little white face on the shoulder, "put away your jealousy and read Jiang Yang's novels, you will fall under his pomegranate skirt. At first, I was not convinced, but—it's really amazing !"

  The little boy curled his lips.

  He glanced at his watch, "It's time to get off work, I'll watch it tomorrow, I asked my girlfriend to watch a play."

  He packed up his things.

   "Hey, by the way, "Country Teacher" should be released, you can watch it."

  Mr. Orange reminded him.

   Last time, my coworker with a pretty face wanted to watch it, but Mr. Orange didn’t let him watch it, because it had to be kept secret after all.

   Then, this morning, Susan sent a message to tell Mr. Orange that the new book was released.

"oh."

  The little boy agreed.

  He picked up his schoolbag, waved to Mr. Orange, and got off work first.

  Mr. Orange is also planning to leave work.

  He looked at his phone, and found that Beard and the others were chatting in the group, and @ him, asking him how about Jiang Yang's new book.

  He replied three words in the group: "Fuck!"

  Liu Tao didn't understand: "What does this mean, good or bad?"

   "You will see for yourself when the time comes."

  Sister Chen was bubbling at this moment, @ him, "Send me the proofreaded version."

  Sister Chen was quite curious when she saw Mr. Cheng’s evaluation of the novel. Since she had the opportunity, she read it in advance.

  Mr. Orange: No change.

   As the editor of Jiangyang, Liu Tao has a deep understanding of the words: "It's hard to change, right? But Jiang Yang without typos is not Jiang Yang, so let's change it."

  Mr. Orange: "Let's make a bet, I dare to send Jiang Yang's manuscript with a bunch of typos."

  Sister Chen:?

  Sister Chen: I can see that there are many typos.

  The bearded men were bubbling one after another, thinking that Mr. Orange was exaggerating.

  Liu Tao: I don't believe it!

  Mr. Orange: Make a bet. If I lose, I invite you to dinner. If you lose, each person will buy ten copies of the next magazine. Is it fair?

  Liu Tao: Is your magazine in such a downturn?

  Big Beard: Bet!

  Liu Tao and the others also agreed.

  They haven't seen a magazine full of typos yet.

  Mr. Orange, if he really dares to publish it, this is an unrivaled spectacle, so what if they buy ten copies?

  (end of this chapter)