AI copywriting?All copied wrong!

He clearly remembered that Editor Jie Ao told him that he received a commendation from the leader for suggesting that writers should join the factory.

As for being held accountable for failing to achieve KPIs, this is a matter of one code and one code.

And with him here, he won't lose his position because of it.

"It's simple, because there are bound to be too many writers and magazine staff who will oppose it, and this large-scale entry into the factory will ignite dissatisfaction."

The young man with the bamboo pole said:

"At that time, there is a high probability that the senior management will take a big step back. I speculate that the general entry into the factory will be changed to a mobile entry into the factory. For example, some writers under a certain editor will enter the factory once in each issue.

"And shorten the deadline, seven days is too long, use three days for experience, and change the factory into a very formal rather than remote partner...

“I don’t know what the specific regulations are.

"But in order to appease the anger of writers and staff, someone has to stand up and be the 'Jesus' who bears all the sins."

Tang Ping's pupils narrowed.

"'Care'," the bamboo pole young man stared at Tang Ping, "Who do you think this 'Jesus' is most likely to be?"

"..."

"Gudong"

Tang Ping's Adam's apple rolled.

Swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The answer is very clear.

An extreme idealist, he proposed to his boss that a writer should join the factory, and he excitedly envisioned the future of his fairy tale empire as an unruly editor with outstanding qualities.

Who else but him?

That’s why we say that Editor Jieao will definitely leave his job soon...

"Where is the president of "Fairy Tale Empire"?" Tang Ping asked.

If the president were here, he would definitely be able to see that Editor Jie Ao is also an idealist, so he probably wouldn't be fired for this reason.

"I know what you want to say," the young man with a bamboo pole shook his head, "but founding "Fairy Tale Empire" is just a side job for the president. He is too busy with his main business and has delegated power to "Fairy Tale Empire" for a long time."

"What about Editor Jie Ao's own family?" Tang Ping asked again.

Although he knew as soon as he asked the question, he should ask this question to Editor Jie Ao, not this fellow writer who seemed to be more senior.

"His family may have some background and power."

The young man with a bamboo pole said without any ripples:

“But what does that have to do with the fact that he’s breaking out?

"I heard that he was attracted by the president's philosophy and joined "Fairy Tale Empire". For this reason, he gave up the smooth career that his parents arranged for him.

"I have to say, I really envy them for being rich. The president can produce "Fairy Tale Empire" regardless of the cost, and the editor can be stubborn and abandon the broad road and walk the rugged road alone.

"They all have a way out. They just come out to have fun. Instead of worrying about them, you should worry about the reduction of benefits and the reduction of manuscript fees in the future. No matter where you go to submit articles, you will be the same."

After saying that, the bamboo pole young man sighed.

I don’t know whether I am sighing at the situation that may change at any time, or sighing at myself who has been immersed in the field of fairy tales for many years.

The phone vibrated, and all the writers who came to the magazine received a notification in the group.

Inform them to go to the big conference room.

The conversation broke up.

With different moods, everyone followed the staff's directions and headed to the large conference room together.

I passed the editorial office on the way.

Tang Ping couldn't help but open the editorial department and take a look at Editor Jieao's workstation.

The maid was already in place, yawning and pouring coffee for the unruly editor.

The unruly editor stared at the screen intently, pushing up his gold-rimmed glasses from time to time.

indeed.

For such a kid from a rich family, even if he loses his editing job, the worst outcome would be to go home and inherit the family business.

If I could use my connections at home, it would be easy to continue working as an editor at "Fairy Tale Empire".

What's more, even if you are fired from "Fairy Tale Empire", there are so many magazines, which one can't you be the editor of?

Tang Ping thought to himself, and met the eyes of the maid who looked over with sleepy eyes.

He nodded lightly, closed the door, and quickened his pace to follow the team.

... Having said that.

After all, this is caused by oneself.

If editor Jieao is really fired, he will definitely be unable to escape the relationship.

As Tang Ping walked, he lowered his head and took out his mobile phone.

Typing, typing.

The genius bends his bow, and the hero shoots the eagle: "Editor Jieao, do you like this job?" 』

In the editorial office, Li Aojie frowned slightly when he saw the new message from the "Care" that was set up for special care.

Fairy Tale Empire editor Jie Ao: "To tell you from the bottom of my heart, I don't like it, I even feel bored. 』

Tang Ping typed: "Well...that"

Before I finished typing, the editor Jieao sent another message.

Fairy Tale Empire Editor Jie Ao: "The job of editing is completely different from what I expected." 』

Fairy Tale Empire Editor Jie Ao: "I thought that as an editor, I could read many wonderful stories every day, make friends with my favorite writers, and talk about new works with them. Although I didn't write them myself, I could also participate in their creations." 』

Fairy Tale Empire editor Jie Ao: "In this way, when their works are published, I will wonder if I have a share of credit in them, and feel a little bit of pride and joy in getting something for my hard work." 』

Fairy Tale Empire editor Jie Ao: "But the reality is that there are very few wonderful stories. Most of the time, I cover my mouth and nose, hold my breath, close my eyes, and dive into the turbid cesspit to touch catfish." 』

Fairy Tale Empire Editor Jie Ao: "If you accidentally put it in your mouth while taking a breather, and curse angrily, it will be considered too rude. 』

Fairy Tale Empire editor Jie Ao: "I can't become friends with the writers I like. They can't see me, and they won't discuss their works with me." 』

Fairy Tale Empire editor Jie Ao: "I thought that as long as I worked harder, I would be able to talk to them one day.But it seems that as long as I didn’t enter their world in the first place, I would never enter their eyes again..."

Chapter 134 "The Frog Prince"? (four thousand words)

Tang Ping followed the team and looked at the messages received from the editor of Jie Ao one after another on his mobile phone.

I don’t know if this is a routine answer from the editor Jie Ao who always answers questions, or if it is an outpouring of his heart.

He smiled slightly, moved his fingertips slightly, and wrote words.

The genius bends his bow and the hero shoots the eagle: "Didn't you talk to me loudly?" 』

Li Aojie was stunned for a second.

Fairy Tale Empire Editor Jie Ao: "That's not what I meant!" 』

Fairy Tale Empire Editor Jie Ao: "Now you are also a writer that I like. Whether it is "Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf" or "The Little Mermaid", I like them very much." 』

Fairy Tale Empire editor Jie Ao: "But my mentality towards you is different from theirs. Because I have admired them since I was a child, it is still difficult for me to calm down and be cautious.And for you, I watch you rise, communicate more and be equal. 』

Fairy Tale Empire editor Jie Ao: "In fact, I can't enter their world. Now that I think about it, it's a good thing for me."I can only see their brilliance when I am far away from them, but if I get closer, the filter will be broken and I can see the ordinary reality under the brilliance. 』

Fairy Tale Empire editor Jie Ao: "Instead of doing this, I might as well keep a distance from them."But unlike you, I didn’t have any filters for you from the beginning, so I could interact with you in a peaceful way, and I didn’t feel any yearning for you. 』

Tang Ping looked at the messages that were quickly sent out with a smile on his face.

Urgent.jpg.

He typed.

The genius bends his bow, the hero shoots the eagle: "Longing is the emotion farthest from understanding." 』

Li Aojie suddenly froze, as if a hammer smashed through the glass in his mind. With the crashing sound, memories were replayed among the glass fragments.

Longing is the emotion furthest from understanding...

He chewed on these philosophical words and fell into a daze for a moment.

After a long while, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, his fingers trembled slightly, and typed solemnly with admiration.

Fairy Tale Empire Editor Jie Ao: "As expected of you."Been taught a lesson! 』

No, I just reread one of Aizen's famous quotes... Tang Ping typed in response.

The genius bends his bow, the hero shoots the eagle: "But it is a good thing to keep a few idols for yourself." 』

The genius bends the bow, the hero shoots the big eagle: "If you have anything or nothing to do, worship them, say a few words of "Amitabha Idol Blessings", and draw spiritual strength from them!" 』

He joked a few words, ended the conversation and put down the phone.

Therefore, although the unruly editor says he despises all the shortcomings of being an editor, that is just the cold gap between ideal and reality.

In fact, I still want to do this.

"It's not easy to handle." Tang Ping murmured.

If it is against hostile elements such as Qiu Yequ, he can use all his firepower without any psychological pressure, even if he uses inappropriate and controversial methods.

But Fairy Tale Empire may fire Editor Jieao next...

Once this happens, it means that the internal conflict is nailed down. How can he, an outsider, deal with it?

Tang Ping thought about it and found that he had no solution in this regard.

The only thing he could do was probably if Editor Jie Ao was fired, he would follow Run out.

Where to submit an article is not a submission, originally he was pulled back by the Jieao editor, otherwise he wouldn't be allowed to come.

Tang Ping thought about his plan, crossed the threshold and entered the conference room.

Looking around, we can see that every writer is sitting in his own place, leisurely and disorderly, forming a small group of his own.

He declined the invitation from the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and casually found a corner to sit down, closing his eyes and concentrating.

The noise pouring into the ear canal makes many writers like Qiao Yinque, not knowing what is about to happen.

Until someone starts talking.

The surroundings were quiet and Tang Ping opened his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the meeting did not immediately announce a trip to the factory, but instead invited a well-known writer to teach writing experience to many writers present.

The famous writer was a bit old, and his facial skin was no longer firm and saggy, making his face look like a frog.

His voice was like the croaking of frogs under the night rain. As Tang Ping listened, he unconsciously squinted his eyes, moved his head a little bit, and almost fell asleep.

Until in a daze, I heard the frog croaking and grunting.

"Okay, I've almost finished talking about how to add a touch of fantasy and confusion to fairy tales.

"My experience may be a bit old to you, but the truth is common. Even if you feel that it is outdated and useless, you may accidentally think of it one day in the future and you will be able to draw parallels.

“Next I will ask a writer to try to write a paragraph live.

"The author of "Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf", is 'Care' there?"

Well, who's calling me? !Tang Ping woke up suddenly.

When he looked up, he saw the famous writer on the stage, looking at him with a smile.

But in that smile, I wonder if it was an illusion caused by Tang Ping's awakening.

What he saw was not all good intentions, but also a knocking tone of "How dare you sleep while I'm lecturing?"

Out of pure student instinct, Tang Ping stood up subconsciously.

"What's the matter?" he asked slightly confused.

The famous writer smiled like a sinister old fox:

"I have read your "Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf" and it is well written.

"You do have talent. You are young and can do this. It is very good and your future will be formidable.