I will never give in to Miss Death

This is actually no big deal. Marketing is something that every company has.

I got the money and the website got traffic, it was a win-win situation.

What's more, I am the author of Yaedo and Miguabao. If the marketing is successful, the website traffic will increase and there will be more readers. Maybe my subscriptions can increase a little and my income will be higher.

"fine."

Thinking of this, I said to Jiang Wei on the phone: "This is good."

"That's good if you think so."

Jiang Wei also seemed relieved.

"This afternoon, Pipi, Jitu, and Long and I will go over there to see you and then go back. What flavor do you want for the box of Crispy Shark that I owe you?"

"..."

No. 055 White Rabbit Candy

I had a sumptuous lunch with the editor of Miguabao in the staff cafeteria on the first floor of the Convention and Exhibition Center. We also discussed the beginning and plot of my new book. After getting Rabbit's affirmation, I returned to Yaedo's shop with satisfaction. It was Elodie's turn to go downstairs to eat.

The little girl's strict biological clock, her full stomach, and the comfortable air conditioning at the comic exhibition made me feel sleepy almost as soon as I sat down in the shop.

Considering that the home dance activity at the comic convention center would not start until three in the afternoon, and there wouldn’t be many people coming to read books at noon, I moved my small chair back a little and lay down on the bench used for rest.

"Would you like to go have a barbecue together tonight?"

"Yaedou novel? How come there are novels for sale at comic conventions?"

"It is said that a maid cafe will open in Minami-Nagi Bay soon. It will be the only maid cafe by the sea in the country..."

"Boss, do you have other styles of this pillow? Not a loli or a mature lady... Do you have an octopus girl or a goat?"

"..."

In the noisy environment of the comic convention, I quickly fell asleep while lying on a bench.

……

"..."

[This dress suits you very well, like a little princess]

[What's wrong with the demons? The little demon princess is still a princess... Boss, pack up these two pieces of clothing.]

【Don’t worry about what others say, just like it】

……

In a daze, I seemed to dream about that strange other world again——

[After catching the prey, the first thing to do is to remove their skin like this, here, and here, reach out your hand, hold the knife and I will teach you... Yes, that's it, awesome! ]

[It will taste better if you add a little spice when grilling]

[It's okay, eat, we are companions from now on, what's your name? ]

[Don’t you have a name? Then I’ll help you pick one.]

……

[It seems like you don’t like to talk much? You’ve been with me for more than a hundred years, so it’s okay to be a little willful.]

[Yes, girls can be a little willful. Being willful is a girl’s privilege… Haha, what’s that expression on your face?]

[It doesn't matter, no matter what happens, I will protect you]

[Because you are still very weak now, and you don’t know any magic. If one day in the future I get hurt, or your ability exceeds mine, it will be your turn to protect me.]

"..."

……

"Little sister, little sister?"

In a daze, I seemed to hear someone outside shouting: "Little sister! Little sister boss! We want to buy something!"

Eh?

I woke up from my sleep and looked around, and found that several uncles had sat in front of the counter in front of me. One of them was secretly taking a photo of himself with his mobile phone.

All those photos of mine came from you, right?

"Boss, what do you sell here?"

The uncle who sat on the reception chair outside tapped the table a few times like a diner urging for his meal: "I recommend something that looks good and isn't so cliche."

"coming!"

Seeing a guest coming, I quickly stood up from the chair, hurriedly took the hat next to me, put it on, and ran to the front desk: "What kind of novels do you like?"

By the way, was I dreaming again?

I was thinking quietly in my mind while looking for a book from the bookshelf next to me.

Elodie, who went out for lunch, hasn't come back yet, which means I probably only slept for less than half an hour.

Dreams are really amazing things. When you sleep at night, a dream that seems to last only a few minutes may turn out to be eight or nine hours in the blink of an eye. During lunch break, or when you set the alarm in the morning and take a nap after being woken up, sometimes in less than ten minutes you can have a very long dream that lasts a lifetime.

But since I was dreaming, it means that my lunch break is almost over.

You generally don’t need to rest for too long at noon. Ten minutes to half an hour is best. If you rest for longer, your body will enter a deep sleep and you will feel tired the whole afternoon.

"I can do it."

When I asked the question, the uncle in front of me laughed and said, "How about I just say it directly, little sister, are you short of money recently? Add me on WeChat?"

What? Need money? Add WeChat?

My WeChat friends are either property managers or tenants. Usually their biggest function is to serve as a wallet. Why did you add me on WeChat?

The boy's words instantly made that classic emoticon pop up in my mind -

Are you here to pick a fight?

"What's up? What do you want to buy?"

Just when I was hesitating whether to recommend them some books like "Fighting Through the Ma Qi Continent" and "The Strongest Son-in-law in Sheep Village Feiyangyang", the editor Rabbit came over from outside and asked, "Want to read a book?"

"Ah...no, no."

Seeing the rabbit dressed like an office lady, the uncles felt a little embarrassed. The uncle who took the photo put away his phone and said, "Just take a look."

After saying this, these people left in shame.

"Because there is no admission fee for this comic exhibition, some people with bad intentions will come in to lure those Cosplayers or girls and trick them into doing illegal things."

After watching the uncles leave, Rabbit turned around and said, "When you go out alone, remember to be alert."

Oh, I see.

I felt a little embarrassed: "Thank you, editor."

"That Uncle Bei from the group might come to see you in a while. If there's nothing else to do, don't talk too much with him. Just pretend you don't know him."

Then, the editor looked towards the staircase on the first floor: "Xiao Ai will be back soon."

Uncle Bei San in the group?

Is this the author of the article in which I had an argument with someone this morning about whether men can use girls’ profile pictures?

"You can take a look at the group messages. If you encounter such an author in the future, just tag me to deal with him or block him."

Rabbit took a bag of nuts from the snack box behind me and said, "I'll go over first. If you have anything, send me a message on QQ."

"Oh, okay."

After Editor Rabbit left, I curiously opened my phone and went to Rabbit’s author signing group. I looked through the messages in the group while I was eating and sleeping.

[See? This kind of little Loli is suitable for using a cute girl avatar]

[I'm almost at the comic convention. I'll take a close-up photo of this god-level loli for you guys in a bit]

[You guys are a bunch of grown men, but you all have girls' heads, I'm really speechless...tsk tsk tsk]

The cause of the incident seems to be that some unknown author reposted "A new loli editor has arrived at Yaedo" and sent several of my photos to Rabbit's contract group, and this person named "Uncle Bei San" immediately came out to continue the rhythm of the avatar.

As it was close to noon, many authors were awake, and within seconds of his message being sent out, it was bombarded by other authors.

[Just use it, why do you care about me? ]

[No, brother, your EQ is really too low. Are you still studying or staying at home? You will be beaten if you still talk like this in society.]

[Why? It's my own QQ account. Why do you care about my profile picture? Are you trying to provoke a fight?]

What followed was a quarrel between this "Uncle Bei San" and the authors in the group. As the quarrel went on, both sides began to greet each other's families.

Afterwards, editor Tu Zi seemed to have noticed the verbal fight in the group and banned "Uncle Bei San" and some of the abusive authors for 10 minutes. He also sent a message saying "Please discuss peacefully in the group and do not be sarcastic or post provocative topics."

Ten minutes later, "Uncle Bei San" was unblocked. He said, "Haha, you little melon bag, you still discriminate and form small groups. You might as well not stay in this crappy place," and then left the group chat.

In response to this, Tu Zi had no choice but to post a screenshot of the news of his withdrawal from the group, with the attached sentence "Pay attention to the group announcement. Anyone who voluntarily withdraws from the signing group after causing trouble will be blacklisted and will never be signed again."

It turned out to be the case.

So many things happened during the time I was eating and sleeping. It seems that being an editor is not easy...

After reading the whole story, I put away my phone. My editor Elodie, who was having lunch, just happened to come back from the stairs.

"Ah... the food here has no taste at all. I really miss the spicy hotpot in my hometown..."

After removing the baffle and walking into the small shop, Elodie came to the snack box and took out several bags of spicy strips in one breath. Then she looked at me and shook the red spicy strips package in her hand: "Little guy, do you want some?"

"Ah...I'll let it go."

“No need to save them money.”

"This one……"

I was even more embarrassed and shook my head: "I really don't like this."

"Then I'll eat your share."

Elodie took out two more bags of spicy fish strips, closed the snack box with a bang, returned to her small chair, put on disposable gloves, opened the package, took out a handful of spicy strips covered in chili oil, and took a big bite.

Good guy...

I was standing next to him and saw this scene, and for some reason I felt a chill on my back.

It seems that my two future editors...are not the type I can handle at the moment...

……

No. 056Wind from the Far East

Just as the editor and Jiang Wei said, the number of people at the comic convention in the afternoon was more than double that in the morning.

Moreover, probably because there were idols or singers and dancers coming today, the big stage in the middle of the comic exhibition was turned on, and the big speakers above the heads played various anime music continuously, such as the opening theme of "A Certain Scientific Railgun" Season 1, Season 2 and T. I remember playing it on loop no less than three times.

There were also more and more young ladies around wearing Lolita dresses, sailor suits and Hanfu. The atmosphere of the entire venue was completely mobilized, and there was a scene of singing and dancing all around.

"Who is it today?"

"It seems to be the one called Cat from Tongmeng.com. He has millions of fans. He is considered the finale of this comic exhibition."

"Is there going to be an autograph session? I'll see if I can get her autograph."

Everyone's attention was on the stage in front, which made it convenient for me to slack off at work. I stood on tiptoe, moved a high chair and sat behind the counter, typing on my mobile phone. When customers came, I would recommend them to buy books or look at surrounding products, introduce them to the website's related activities and the history of Yaedang Novel Network.

As an author, the last thing I lack is the ability to make up stories. In addition, I have been writing books on Yaedang Novel Network for several years, so I have more or less understanding of the people and things here. When I introduce them, I mix truth and falsehood. Anyway, no one will examine the authenticity of these words.

For example, if I write that the protagonist in my novel is a loli, this can only be regarded as a "highlight" of the novel. It is impossible for anyone to really imagine that in real life, the author with such a vulgar name as "Uncle Loves Loli" would be a girl.

The leisurely work lasted until after three in the afternoon. I did not see the "Uncle Bei San" in the group who mocked the male author for using a female head and shouted that he wanted to "take close-up photos of this god-level loli on the spot". Instead, Jiang Wei Pipi and Ji Tu Tonglong found the Yaedo booth.

"Noel!"

From a distance, Jiang Wei waved in this direction amid the surrounding noise: "Here, here!"

I smiled back at them and waved.