The get off work time of Yinlan Bookstore is 11:00 noon and the work time in the afternoon is 1:00. There are three hours of space in the middle, which is enough for everyone to eat or rest. However, few people go home, and everyone will basically take a lunch break at the company.

11:15.

After the editors of the Youth Fantasy Department finished their meal in the company cafeteria, they returned to the office in groups of three or five, but found Yang Feng sitting motionless in front of the computer, as if he was already stupid.

Everyone shook their heads.

Everyone is sympathizing with Yang Feng.

Yang Feng is really too difficult. He finally had a best-selling author Chu Kuang, but the serialization of "Net King" was completed quickly in less than half a year. He turned to Chu Kuang's new book, but Chu Kuang's new book chose inexplicable themes.

Let alone Yang Feng.

Any editor who changes this situation is a bit unbearable if he changes the editorial department. I'm afraid Yang Feng is thinking about how to persuade Chu Kuang to change the subject, so everyone took turns patting Yang Feng on the shoulder:

"Let's go down and have a meal first."

"There is still a turnaround."

"You can talk to Chu Kuang carefully to let him understand the form in our circle, and advise him to continue writing sports competitions and use his strength to continue writing sports competitions. Even if he does not reach the height of "Net King", I believe it will not be far behind."

"The fairy tale can't be written."

“The subject matter is really old.”

After several consecutive slaps of his shoulders by his colleagues, Yang Feng came back to his senses as if he had woken up from a dream, and he seemed to have come alive. He suddenly stood up from his seat with a flushed face, shouting loudly with a full and high spirit:

"You guys know nothing!"

After everyone looked at each other, they wondered if Yang Feng had a mental problem with his attack, otherwise why would it be so abnormal? So everyone did not blame Yang Feng for his thumping, but instead sympathized with him more and more:

"Brother, I want to mourn me."

"This is not your problem."

"It's all his Chu Kuang's problem."

"It can be seen that Chu Kuang is a very willful writer, and this willful writer is full of uncertainty when writing books, so don't be too sad."

“…”

Everyone thought that Yang Feng would feel better after comforting like this, but what surprised everyone was that Yang Feng actually stared at everyone with some anger and said, "I don't allow you to say that to Teacher Chu Kuang!"

Everyone: "..."

Yang Feng danced with his hands and feet, like a dried fish returning to the embrace of the lake, full of the passion of life: "You people don't understand what fairy tale is, and you can't understand and imagine the greatness of Teacher Chu Kuang!"

Yang Feng is really excited!

When it comes to Xianxia, ​​people's recent memories can also be traced back to "The Battle of Immortals and Demons" eighty years ago, so when many editors heard that Chu Kuang wanted to write Xianxia novels, their first reaction was that this subject had long been outdated.

Yang Feng thought so too.

It was not until ten minutes ago that Yang Feng had read the content of the first volume of "Zhu Xian" that he realized how outrageous he was wrong before. Chu Kuang's imagination exceeded all the editors' expectations-

It turns out that Xianxia can still be written like this!

Under the grand and novel world view, the picture of the Dazhu Peak of Qingyunmen slowly unfolds, like a Chinese painting surrounded by fairy spirit. Zhang Xiaofan and his ordinary fire stick, their childhood sweetheart Tian Ling'er is really a girl who is eccentric in nature, and there are also strange and kind senior brothers and mysterious masters. Almost every character seems to be vividly seen on paper.

Blood-swallowing beads!

Three-eyed Monkey!

The battle between Buddhism, Taoism and demons!

Qingyun Six Meridians Meet Martial Arts!

The unfolding of each plot makes Yang Feng feel excited, and the appearance of each setting makes Yang Feng amazed, especially seeing Zhang Xiaofan's early aggrievance, and seeing that the six meridians of Qingyunmen are about to be convened, the rhythm point of the story can always be stuck in the most touching position.

Yang Feng was completely convinced.

He did not pay attention to comforting his colleagues, nor did he explain too much about how exquisite the novel was. Instead, he directly sent the document of "Zhu Xian" to everyone's email address, and I believe everyone can understand their feelings after reading it.

Finish these things.

Yang Feng went downstairs to have a meal.

Yang Feng was really wrong today. His colleagues stayed there for a while before returning to their seats. At first glance, they saw Yang Feng’s "Zhu Xian" lying quietly in their respective mailboxes.

"Chu Kuang's new book?"

"Yang Feng is making us?"

"Look at what Chu Kuang wrote."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, communicated with each other for a few words, and then they each clicked on the book curiously. After all, it was Chu Kuang's new book. Even if it was a type of fairy tale that was confused, everyone was always interested. Besides, Yang Feng also sent the document to everyone's email address, so he definitely hoped that everyone could also help to read it.

Everyone started reading.

Einstein of the Earth once said an interesting interpretation of the theory of relativity. When a person is bored, he will feel that time passes slowly, but when he is dating a beautiful girl, he will feel that time passes quickly.

This is Blue Star.

The editors of the fantasy department do not know Einstein, but for them, excellent novels are a beautiful girl. If they are asked to choose, they are even willing to choose novels over girls. This is the same as some otaku ignores goddesses for the sake of games.

Continue to quote the theory of relativity:

When you read a boring novel, the editors will feel that time passes very slowly, but when you read an excellent novel, the editors will feel that time passes very, very fast, as if the three or two hours of noon have passed in a blink of an eye.

Everyone even forgot to have lunch break.

Lunch break is a daily routine of the editorial department. If you don’t take a break for a while, it will easily affect your afternoon work status. However, today the fantasy editorial department does not have this statement because until the afternoon when you start working, everyone is still watching the first volume of "Zhu Xian".

work?

unimportant.

Everyone was completely attracted by "Zhu Xian" and read it seriously. The editorial department was unprecedentedly quiet. Even the footsteps of Yang Feng coming back to work were not heard.

Yang Feng smiled.

He understood these colleagues very well because he came here this morning, and "Zhu Xian" must be published. Now even if Chu Kuang changes his mind and says that he wants to write sports competitions, Yang Feng will not be happy. Chu Kuang just writes Xianxia!

What sports competitions should I write about?

At this time, several company leaders passed by and saw the editors of the fantasy department staring at the computer with concentration, and nodded with satisfaction: "The fantasy department has a very high enthusiasm for work, and I got into the state just after I started work in the afternoon."

"good."

"That's what it takes."

“Stronger than other departments.”

Under normal circumstances, it takes time for these editors to enter the working state, because everyone will be a little lost because they just finished their lunch break. It takes a while before they can ask their sleepiness to return to the working state.

The leaders left with satisfaction.

What these leaders didn't know was that shortly after they left, an editor suddenly shouted at the computer in an annoyed and angry tone:
Chapter completed!