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Chapter 435 Qian Hejuan, are you happy?

Cheng Xiaoyu's voice was full of excitement: "I don't know when this "Cinderella" came out, haha, this person took the first place from that Qian Hejuan!"

"It's amazing! As long as she's not the number one, let's see how she can act arrogantly in front of you!"

Lin Mo laughed: "You can read this "Cinderella", I think it is well written."

Cheng Xiaoyu was a little surprised: "Have you read it?"

Lin Mo: "Yes."

Cheng Xiaoyu: "Okay! Then I'll go and have a look too!"

She hung up the phone and looked up quickly.

Originally, Cheng Xiaoyu had no interest in fairy tales.

But after watching "Cinderella", Cheng Xiaoyu became excited all of a sudden.

"This story...is really well written!"

"It's so much better than those fairy tales on the market!"

She took another look at the various comments below.

All are all kinds of compliments.

Cheng Xiaoyu thought of something, quickly took the computer, and ran to the president's office.

Cheng Xiaoyu pushed the door open and entered: "President!"

The president watched Cheng Xiaoyu enter the door, hurriedly closed a certain page on the computer screen, and then coughed: "You didn't even knock when you came in."

"What's the matter, what happened, so excited?"

Cheng Xiaoyu: "Sorry, I'm just too excited!"

"Look at this story!"

"I think this is very well written. If the author is willing to write more, and we help him publish a fairy tale, it will definitely sell very well!"

Cheng Xiaoyu's voice was excited.

The president was stunned for a moment: "A fairy tale?"

"I'll take a look."

The president took the computer and read it. After reading it, the president was also surprised: "The writing is really good, so you should contact me as soon as possible!"

"If we can get in touch, after he wins No.1 in the National Fairy Tale Contest, he will take advantage of the trend and publish a book of fairy tales, which will definitely sell well!"

The president is excited.

Cheng Xiaoyu immediately began to look for the writer's contact information.

After Lin Mo hung up Cheng Xiaoyu's phone call, he checked the ranking online.

"Cinderella" took the first place.

Moreover, the data gap with Qian Hejuan's story is constantly widening.

When Lin Mo logged into his mailbox, he found that the mailbox he used to submit manuscripts had already received emails from editors from various publishing houses.

The content is almost the same, and they are all here to seek cooperation.

Lin Mo took a few glances and then closed it.

And this moment.

Qian Hejuan was completely angry: "What the hell is going on! How did this "Cinderella" come first!"

"It was clearly number one this morning, why is it gone all of a sudden now!"

Editor-in-Chief Zheng was also in a state of desperation: "I don't know about this, and I'm actively contacting there to find the author of this story, but there is no news yet!"

Qian Hejuan couldn't do it angrily: "I don't care, you must give me enough resources to let me regain this number one!"

"Otherwise, my new book won't be published with you!"

Editor-in-chief Zheng was sweating: "I will contact various publicity channels to help publicize!"

"Don't worry, we also very much hope that you can take the first place!"

Editor-in-Chief Zheng moved very quickly and arranged a lot of publicity resources.

After all kinds of publicity resources were smashed down.

The data of Qian Hejuan's "The Story of a Sheep" has obviously increased a lot, but before Editor Zheng could breathe a sigh of relief, he glanced at "Cinderella" and felt his scalp tingling for a while.

"The data of this story has increased too fast and outrageous!"

"What kind of fairy is this!"

Seeing the growing data gap, Editor-in-Chief Zheng finally despaired.

He also started to look for the author and wanted to sign it.

The National Fairy Tale Contest is surging because of a "Cinderella".

in the afternoon.

Look at that Cinderella stat.

Lao Li was full of emotion: "This time, the National Fairy Tale Contest may end early."

"It's too exaggerated."

Lao Li's colleague nodded: "I think so too, do you want to arrange a wave of interviews?"

"I'm so curious about someone who can write such a fairy tale."

Lao Li: "Yes, I think so too. Our fairy tale competition has not produced such a good story for a long time."

Lao Li quickly sent an email to Lin Mo and asked Lin Mo for his opinion.

Lin Mo happened to see it, thought about it, and agreed.

Seeing Lin Mo agreeing, Lao Li breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm really afraid that this person will ignore me."

"Okay, since he agreed, we can start promoting now."

"The time is set at night, I can't wait!"

Lao Li made a decision and quickly released the news.

"At nine o'clock tonight, the author of "Cinderella" 'I really can't write fairy tales' will be broadcast live on the official program of our fairy tale competition."

As soon as the news is released.

Many people in the publishing house were immediately moved by the news.

"Is he going to start connecting with the official live broadcast?"

"Great opportunity, we must find a way to contact him and sign him!"

"I'm really curious, what kind of person can write such a beautiful fairy tale!"

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Qian Hejuan's face was very ugly: "The person who was interviewed by the live broadcast should be me!"

The editor-in-chief Zheng next to him was also helpless: "Mr. Qian, the data gap is really too big, and we have nothing to do."

Qian Hejuan's teeth itched with hatred: "I want to take a look and see who this person is!"

"I don't believe that in the whole country, there are actually people who are better than what I wrote!"

She was already very angry. As a senior writer among fairy tale writers, the sales of Qian Hejuan's fairy tales had always been very good.

But this time, she was completely outmatched.

At this moment.

Qian Hejuan's phone suddenly had a new Weibo message @人.

She clicked on it and found that the person who tweeted @her was actually Lin Mo.

Lin Mo posted a Weibo message: "Are you happy? @贵河娟."

Qian Hejuan became angry, and she was holding her stomach full of anger and didn't let it go: "You are sick! I have already told you, my lord does not remember villains, you just need to get out, don't do it again. bother me!"

"For a person like you who can't write a fairy tale in his life, I don't even bother to talk to you!"

As soon as Qian Hejuan spoke, her writer friends in the circle immediately followed one by one, and launched a siege against Lin Mo again.

But after Lin Mo sent this message, he didn't continue to respond.

Eight fifty at night.

The official live broadcast room of the National Fairy Tale Contest is preparing to connect writers "I really can't write fairy tales".

(End of this chapter)