My Prime Minister is so cute

After hearing Bird's explanation, Sarah, who had originally doubted her own ability, was immediately furious: "That's too much! He didn't even look at it! Such irresponsible editors should be sentenced to death!"

But in addition to being angry, she asked, "What should I do now? Use connections to apply again? I still know some people who know me."

"What a joke! It's like we're begging them."

Bird sneered, "You dare to reject it, huh? Sure, I'll make them regret it later."

He turned and asked, "Sarah, do you know of a magazine like this? The kind that's located in the capital, sells its magazines nationwide, and still has some traffic, but is on the verge of bankruptcy due to poor management and desperately needs a hit novel to revive it?"

"We're going to use 'Time Travel' to revive the magazine, and then accidentally reveal their experience of being rejected, making them deeply regret it..."

"How could there be such a coincidence?!"

Sarah complained at first, then hesitated for a moment and stammered, "But I have a friend who did open a magazine, and now it seems to be on the verge of bankruptcy..."

"Really?"

Bird was a little surprised, then decided, "Okay, then I'll vote for them!"

"No, no, no, wait a minute."

Sarah quickly shook her head and stopped him, saying, "Their magazine's style is very different from Time Travel! Let's switch to another one!"

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if the style doesn't match," Bird said nonchalantly. "For work of our caliber, we don't care which magazine publishes it. If it becomes popular, people will naturally come to buy the magazine. And they'll buy it instantly, every issue."

"I originally wanted to piggyback on the traffic of a big magazine to save time, but there's nothing I can do if they don't want me to."

"Really, really not!"

Sarah objected strongly: "The style is so different and totally inappropriate! We should find another magazine!"

"Hey, I don't believe it. What style is so difficult to master?"

Bird asked in return, "It can't be that they're printing a reactionary magazine, right?"

"That's not the case." Sarah explained hesitantly, "It's just that kind of, that kind of, love magazine..."

"Romance?"

Bird said with disdain, "What does it matter if it's a romance? It doesn't matter. Good stories are the same everywhere... Anyway, I'll leave it to you. Sarah, go talk to your friend and focus your resources on our work from now on."

Chapter 94 Happy Paradise Magazine

Two days later.

Capital, Happy Paradise Magazine, Editorial Department.

Unlike the grand Magic World Magazine, Happy Paradise is located in a hidden basement in the capital, which is dark, cramped and dilapidated.

But there's nothing we can do about it, after all, this is...a magazine that sells Little Emperor books!

The so-called little emperor is a creature that hides in the sewers, hiding here and there like a rat. It is naturally impossible for it to rent a luxurious and bright office. This cheap underground room that can be moved anytime and anywhere is the most suitable place!

And just today, such a basement welcomed an uninvited guest.

A petite figure, shrouded in a black robe and looking suspicious at first glance, walked into the hidden basement in a furtive manner and asked to meet the owner of the magazine by name, saying that he was a friend of the other party.

Unlike what everyone imagined, the owner of this editing agency is a petite and quiet girl with short light green hair and bangs.

Mirabelle, that was her name.

Sarah met Mirabelle by chance in a bookstore. Unlike Sarah who was stealthy in choosing books, Mirabelle's frank attitude surprised Sarah. After meeting each other several times in the bookstore, the two gradually became familiar with each other.

Although the two separated later due to academic problems.

After they separated, Mirabelle, out of interest, invested in and founded the Happy Paradise magazine, and Sarah secretly contributed two short articles of her own to it.

Seeing that the visitor was Sarah, Mirabell made a pot of black tea and placed various desserts to entertain this friend who had come from afar.

"Long time no see, Sarah. Why did you think of seeing me?" Mirabell asked with a smile.

"Ahem, Mirabelle, how's business been lately?" Sarah asked.

"Oh, no," Mirabelle sighed and shook her head. "People still have a lot of prejudice against our magazine, especially religious people. People from the church often report us, and even the gendarmerie has come to visit us several times!"

"Those nobles and wealthy people have harems and mistresses, and party every night, yet they turn a blind eye to the needs of the working people and don't even allow them to publish magazines that everyone likes to read. This is really too much!"

"The gendarmerie?"

Sarah was startled. "Are you okay? You won't be arrested and put in jail, right?"

"It's okay. I'm very familiar with the military police." Mirabell said with a relaxed look, "They also buy our magazines, so they will notify us in advance when they arrest us. We just need to move in time."

"But sales have definitely been affected. Many bookstore owners, threatened by the church, are afraid to stock our products anymore. They can only sell them at small stalls, and sales are completely unable to keep up! Furthermore, costs have increased. If this continues, we'll be unable to make ends meet!"

"...Oh, by the way, Sarah, did you come to me specifically to express your concern? I'm so touched!"

“Um, actually…”

After hesitating for a moment, Sarah finally stated her original purpose: "I'm here to submit an article."

Mirabell's eyes lit up when she heard this: "Really?"

"real."

Sarah gritted her teeth and took out the manuscript of "Time Travel" from her bag.

"'Time Travel'?" Mirabell rubbed her palms together and said with interest, "Oh, what a genius idea! Can it be played like this? Sarah, I really wasn't wrong about you! You are born to be in this line of work. How about joining me?"

"no need!"

Sarah immediately blushed and rejected it.

"Hehehe, don't be so embarrassed. We are also benefiting the working people."

Mirabelle had already started reading the manuscript as she spoke, and was quickly immersed in it.

As a magical work that spans the ages, "Time Travel" is a dimensionality reduction attack when placed in this era.

Although she was puzzled as to why the heroine had not appeared yet and when they could start having sex, Mirabell was immediately attracted by the imaginative ideas in the book. She even forgot to drink the brewed tea and read to the last page in one breath.

"How about it?"

Sarah asked as she put the manuscript back on the table.

"call......."

Mirabelle breathed a sigh of relief, still immersed in the grandeur and awe that was unique to fantasy works. It took a while for her mind to return to reality. "It's great... but Sarah, didn't you submit it to the wrong place? Shouldn't this novel be submitted to a magazine like 'Magic World'?"

"The Magic World rejected the manuscript."

Sarah replied somewhat helplessly, "The creator I was working with was very angry and insisted on finding a small magazine that was about to go bankrupt to make Magic World regret it."

"So you came to us at Happy Paradise?"

Mirabell blinked, not understanding the other party's thinking.

Putting aside the question of why such a good work was rejected by "Magic World", even if it was rejected by "Magic World", even if it was out of spite, it wouldn't have led to coming to "Happy Paradise"? Wouldn't it be better to find a decent magazine?

"It really doesn't work, right?" Sarah looked relieved. "Then I'll go back and tell him to switch to another magazine..."

"No no no."

But Mirabell said, "Sarah, I didn't say no. I'd rather say I'd be happy to."

"what?"

Sarah looked confused.

"A work like this will be a big hit wherever it goes, right?" Mirabelle said with an amused expression. "Besides, by then, everyone will be scrambling to buy the scorned Happy Paradise just to see Time Travel. Wouldn't that be quite amusing?"

"It's so interesting! When I think of that scene, I can't wait to release the new issue of 'Happy Paradise' right away!"

Mirabelle became more and more excited the more she thought about it.

"Thank you, Sarah," she said with emotion. "You're willing to publish such a great work in Happy Paradise. It not only solves our sales problem, but also provides such an interesting thing. I will definitely not let you down!"

"Although we can't openly sell it in bookstores right now, I promise that I will promote Time Travel to the greatest extent possible!"

"Thank you so much, Sarah!"

"Ah ha ha."

Sarah showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "It's okay, we are friends..."

It's over. It's over.

At this rate, "Time Travel" is really going to be published in the Little Emperor's book! No! I don't want that kind of thing!

Chapter 95 Sold out

A few days later.

"Boss, have the new goods arrived?"

"Shhh, keep your voice down...it's 10 yuan a book."

In the dim alley, a covert underground deal was concluded.

Reginald, with a satisfied smile on his face, quietly left the alley alone, holding the copy of "Happy Paradise" between his clothes with his arm.

Reginald is a young man.

For people of this age who are full of passion, the demand for "Happy Paradise" is actually the highest. After all, most of them are not married and have no money to support the business of bar ladies. They can only comfort their empty hearts through magazines like "Happy Paradise"...

"My parents are out today and probably won't be back for an hour, so you can enjoy yourself."

As soon as he got home, Reginald went back to his room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and spread out the newly acquired "Happy Paradise".

In fact, due to the scarcity of contributors, the quality of the Little Emperor's articles in Happy Paradise is not very high. There are even many fragments copied by the editor from other Little Emperor's books to make up the number. But for Reginald, who lacks entertainment and can generate electricity even when looking at a dictionary, it is more than enough.

20 minutes later...

Reginald let out a long breath. The words on the "Happy Paradise" in front of him, which were originally full of infinite attraction, suddenly became boring.

"Ah, what's the point of this boring stuff?"

Reginald sighed deeply, his eyes filled with a look of disillusionment. "It's nothing but men and women, women and men, men and women and men, women and men and women. The whole book is nothing but sex, filled with cheap and boring sensory stimulation. It has no meaning for humanity or society."

"Now, I just want to comprehend the great truths of the world, understand the past and future of the universe, and care about the rise and fall of mankind."

After turning two pages with a lack of interest, Reginald noticed a novel with a style very different from "Happy Paradise".

"Eh, 'Time Travel'?"

Reginald said in surprise, "People from the future? Hunting?... What kind of new way of making love is this? It's quite interesting. Let me take a closer look."

Another 20 minutes passed.

"It's so interesting!" Reginald exclaimed. "It's a masterpiece! It's absolutely a masterpiece!"

"It's a shame the story is stuck here." He then said with a constipated expression, "Damn it! I really want to know what happens next. Why are the people from the future chasing Little Jim? Ahhhhh!"

"Why are you yelling in broad daylight?"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Reginald's mother saw her son sitting on the bed, not even tidying up, with a copy of "Happy Paradise" in front of him. She immediately showed an expression as if she had seen something dirty, and her eyes became contemptuous.

It turned out that he was so immersed in "Time Travel" that he even forgot the time and did not notice his parents' return.

"No, Mom!" Reginald hurriedly covered himself with the quilt. "Listen to my explanation. It's not what you think!"

"Okay, got it, got it."

Reginald's mother waved her hand: "Clean up quickly, wash your hands several times, and come to eat."

......

What happened to Reginald was happening all over the capital and even the country.

Mirabelle's layout is very clever. She didn't put the article "Time Travel" directly at the front. After all, the customers who bought "Happy Paradise" were going there just to have sex. Their minds were full of pornographic garbage. It would be a miracle if they could read a paragraph.

She placed "Time Travel" in the middle half, which is exactly at a position where "most readers have finished and fallen into the state of sages."

Under the sage mode, the little imperial novel that they were originally most interested in turned out to be boring. The appearance of "Time Travel" was just right, enough to attract their attention to stay for a while, and then they would be attracted by the wonderful story and immersed in it unconsciously.

Some of them, like Reginald, really want to share "Time Travel" with their friends to watch it too.

But unfortunately, books like "Happy Paradise" are not easy to share except with close friends, as it would be embarrassing, even though everyone likes to read it privately, but on the surface they are still quite upright.

I wanted to tear off "Time Travel" alone, but I couldn't bear to do it.

Finally, Reginald gritted his teeth and had to go to the vendor to buy a new one. He tore open the old one, picked out the part about "Time Travel", and took it to the school to circulate it to each other.

"What a masterpiece!"

Someone was amazed after seeing the torn-out copy of "Time Travel." They immediately recognized it as a torn-out section and couldn't help but ask, "Which magazine is this from? I want to buy a copy too."

Reginald naturally hesitated and refused to say anything about this.