Moonlight Variations - Chapter 185

[Major publishing accident: The annual key publication “Last Whale in the Pacific” of the “Yuanyue News Agency” announced that its first 450,000 copies have been recalled! Relevant departments ordered to suspend business for rectification. 】

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[Wan Yueshe spokesperson’s Weibo: I know who is behind it that drives everything to happen, and I also believe that the way of heaven is reincarnation…Walk and see, one day, you will get the retribution you deserve. 】

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[The decline of the traditional paper media industry-the publishing house “Jan Yue She”, which once set a single-month sales record in China, announced the failure of its B round of financing and accepted the acquisition. 】

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[Janyue News Agency’s authors have collectively left to announce the suspension of cooperation, and its best-selling magazine “Moonlight” announced that it will officially cease publication from next month. 】

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[The original “Moonlight” magazine serial writer and the famous domestic oriental fantasy writer “Zhou Chuan” took the lead in publishing a statement on Weibo: If you don’t want to write, you won’t write. Although it is a serial, it is strange that it did not ask to sign the so-called serial at the beginning. Contract, so come and go freely.

In the spirit of being responsible to readers, the following stories originally serialized in “Moonlight” magazine will be written on Weibo as a platform one after another. Please rest assured and look forward to it. 】

When the overwhelming mobile phone news feed made the phone jingle constantly, Chuli was helping his son to take the first step in his life… So when he saw the news, Hirukawa walked out of the house and wanted to I had a discussion with my daughter-in-law about “Yuanyue Club is going to be closed down by you”, and it happened to happen—

“Mom! Mom… Help!”

The chubby son walked forward with his short chubby legs, drooling and trembling.

“Mom is holding you, and mom is holding your clothes. It’s safer than a walker. Let’s go, don’t be afraid!”

And behind the son, one hand is akimbo, the other hand is busy sliding the phone, and the front is not changing the color of the first gift.

Hikawa: “…”

Hiuyue’s right foot stepped out like a gift bun and stepped firmly on the ground. When the little guy “quack” cheered and waved his arms and laughed in excitement, his chubby body also shook, and Hiukawa took a cold breath. Qi, before he had time to make a sound, Zhou Yueli had already fallen down!

When it was said that it was too late, a brown figure squatting aside and watching for a long time came from a distance, and he steadily caught the fat boy who was swaying to lie down. The fat boy lay down on the big dog with “Hawk” and said nothing. Heartbroken screams and laughter, and stretched out his hands to pull its ears—

“Oh, don’t pull the dog, baby let go.” Chuli bent over, freeing Ergouzi’s ears from her son’s hand, and squeezed Ergouzi’s dog face by herself, raising her head to look at Shirakawa. An expression of cardiac arrest, startled, “What are you doing?”

“Are you a human, even your son lied… It’s not that Ergouzi almost fell, and Ergouzi added meat to dinner, you are not allowed to eat!”

Shirakawa glared at her, walked over in twos or twos, picked up his son in his arms, patted his ass, and didn’t know who was shocking, the fleshy boy in his arms rose again and started excitedly. Calling “Dad! Dad!”, Shirakawa lowered his head and glanced, only to find that there was a thick foam cushion on the ground, and a layer of woolen cushion was still on the cushion…

I lifted my foot and stepped on it, very soft.

The child can’t fall if he falls.

Suddenly felt a little guilty, raised her head and glanced at Chu Li, and saw that she was rolling her eyes at herself: “Who did not fall and knock when I was a child, and when I can learn to walk in a walker every day, you are called this. spoil.”

“I’m afraid he broke.”

“The child’s bones are weak and he has fallen.” Chuli took his son back from Shirakawa’s hands and threw him on the mat. “Keep walking, Uncle Ergouzi looks at you and can’t fall.”

Er Gouzi lowered his head to sniff the face of Zhou Yueli. Zhou Yueli pulled the hair on its back and stood up with trembling chubby legs.

Seeing that one person and one dog went to play together, Chu Li ignored it, turned around and sat down on the sofa, turned on the phone and carefully read the few news just now—

More than half a month ago, on the night when Zhouchuan announced the end of cooperation with Yuanyue News Agency, after the announcement was issued, Chuli turned around and immediately asked Suo Heng, Agui, and Xiaguang to post the retraction announcement. The three people posted the announcement with different moods, and gave the final fatal blow to Yuanyueshe…

Three years.

In the past three years, she watched and supported the “Moonlight” magazine from a freshman magazine to its peak, becoming a best-selling magazine in people’s eyes—she is like a new gardener growing up with a fragile sapling. When the sapling became a towering tree, people gathered under the tree to enjoy the shade, and they praised the tree—

It looks so good.

I never thought it could grow so luxuriantly.

Thanks to you.

You see, it bears a lot of beautiful fruits, almost catching up with those old trees for many years!

However.

Those people don’t know, it turns out that the foundation of this lush and luxuriant tree has long been moth-eaten and decayed-like those profit-oriented ideas planted by the marketing department, it is eating up the entire editorial department step by step;

The lush green leaves have long been inadequate to provide for, and they are faltering at the touch of a touch—just like an unrespected author who has always been regarded as a reader who “just pays for it”, and is drifting away from the magazine;

The wind blows the tree canopy and makes the sound of “sasa”, which is not a vitality, but a prelude to death—like the overwhelming complaints from the author, the reader, and even the editor himself in accidents;

The so-called “beautiful fruits” are bitter and astringent when they are picked off and tasted.

The publishing industry is a twilight industry. There is no need to question this point. However, companies that do not respect people who truly love this industry, no matter how hard they are promoted and promoted by others, they will occasionally return to the light, but they are just facing the dusk to the final night and night. It’s just perishing.

Readers and authors are the foundation and original intention of this profession.

Yuanyue She never understood, and never thought of understanding.

So three years later, the responsibility and patience as a gardener were finally burned out. Chuli finally realized that she still loves the industry, and there is enthusiasm in her chest, but this “love”, she no longer wants Wasting in this place of Won Yueshe—

So in the end, she chose to pick up the axe in her hand and personally fell the big tree she had tried to care for!

Holding a mobile phone, watching the crowds watching, laughing, and gloating on the Internet eating melons, Chuli originally thought that she should be in a good mood and joy, but unfortunately, no matter how hypnotized herself, she could still feel her eyes. I was getting fever quickly, blinking, a liquid dripped from my eye socket, “click” and fell on the phone screen in my hand—

This axe eventually fell the tree, but it also hurt her arm holding the axe.

The vision in front of her became blurred, Chu Li sniffed her nose, raised her hand, and wiped her eyes, but the liquid in her eyes was wiped out more and more… She eventually cried so hard that she couldn’t hold her phone until she heard the message from her ear. There was a sigh, and the whole person was wrapped around his head into a firm embrace.

Chuli let out a sob, reached out and grabbed the clothes on the man’s chest, and crumpled the neat t-shirt into a ball of pickles: “I don’t want to be like this… ooh, hiccup… Why is Yuanyue Society… why can’t it be so muddy. On the wall?… That Liang surfing… Hey, hey, Japanese dramas are all deceptive, and the ending of Japanese dramas should be that the heroine leads the decadent people to a bright tomorrow. How realistic is it… the reality is so far away!”

Zhou Chuan raised his hand and touched her hair, feeling more complicated: Liang Surfing and the group probably did not expect it, but the irony is that, in the end, the evildoer is probably crying more sadly than they are.

However, I couldn’t say this directly. Hiukawa had to open one eye and close his eyes to coax the person in his arms softly: “Stop crying, stop crying, what a big deal—”

“Yuanyue Club failed to go public! Financing failed! Accepted the acquisition!” Chu Li suddenly sat up from his arms, eyebrows and eyes, “Yuanyue Club is going to close down! What a big deal?!”

Zhou Chuan was stunned: “…Didn’t you do it?”

First gift: “…”

Hikawa: “…”

After three seconds of silence, Chuli moved the corners of her lips awkwardly, and then plunged into the man’s arms again with a disagreement, her face pressed against his chest because of embarrassment…the man slowly patted her on the back. When she was okay, she thought for a while, and said dullly: “…I didn’t want to cry, Yuanyue Club deserves it. I don’t know why I should cry.”

I know, I know.

Crybaby.

Zhou Chuan sighed silently again, patted her on the shoulder, and broke the topic: “Gu Baizhi will show you the mailbox.”

“What?”

“How do I know, you can see it.”

“Oh.”

There was another sob, and the crying voice finally stopped. The man felt the face pressed against his chest removed. He looked down, then pinched the wet clothes on his chest and looked disgusted: I don’t know if there is any nasal mucus. .

“teacher.”

“Um?”

“Where is my phone?”

As soon as he looked up, he saw the face of the person sitting next to him crying red. At the moment, he was squinting and touching the phone to read emails. He sighed how many times today, and he stooped to help her cry. The phone that fell on the ground picked it up and put it in his hand, pulled the tissue, and wiped her face by pinching her chin: “…Why cry, how can there be so many tears to flow? Tsk tsk, the eyes are swollen-my son will walk. , You are still like a second-degree girl.”

Chu Li’s face turned so that he tossed lightly.

I opened the phone mailbox with a slit eye and took a look, only to realize that about half an hour ago, Gu Baizhi sent her an email—

[First gift:

Hello, it’s me again.

An official invitation letter for cooperation has arrived!

We are planning to take over the production of “The Last Whale in the Pacific” by your husband in the near future. I believe that after the events of Won Yue Society, you don’t want this book to fall into the hands of others, so this email is just for you. Do you want to join our team—

Of course, if you don’t want to join the New Shield Club, it’s okay to settle down. You can use another identity. Well, the following is the text I want to say: I feel that I have reached the pinnacle in the publishing industry recently, plus you left from the Yuanyue News Agency. Won Yue Club is going to die or not, it seems that it has completely lost its competitors, and my career has become boring… So recently I am also planning to resign from Xindun Club (after finishing “The Last Whale in the Pacific”) to become a new company that is mainly responsible for IP operations. A media company whose business content involves various copyright operations from the birth of the work, publication, packaging, film and television, and audio…

I would like to invite you to join and run this company together as a partner—

The best idea is that now you join the publishing team of “The Last Whale in the Pacific” as a company operator, so that the company can have a good start!

Of course, you can rest assured, this is very legal, because my immediate boss also thinks that this cooperation seems to be very good…After all, the interest linkage between a book publishing company and an ip full chain operation company does not conflict.

above.

Looking forward to your reply!

Tweet!

Gu Baizhi]

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April 1, 2017.

“Huh? What the hell, April Fools’ Day joke? Are you not a gangster?”

“…The **** guy is not interested in writing romance, I want to write, I want to write! How can your wonderful life not be written into a book?! In this era, we need such an article to inspire resonance between readers and the author. Awaken the cold and numb publishing sunset practitioner’s original intention of being frozen for many years!!”

“…What the **** are you talking about, this is my old lady’s life, dare you to try my life indiscriminately?”

“It won’t be messy.”

“Well, since you are so persistent, you can write…wait! If you are told by Yuanyue News Agency, please don’t find me or Teacher Hikawa, no one will admit to knowing you!”

“Sue me what? For example, if I write about the signing event, isn’t the person who drove me off the signing desk, isn’t the Yuanyue Club? I still wronged them?!”

“…It seems that you are the person who is most worried about this matter? The reflection arc is longer than the Great Wall, right?”

“Huh? Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha…”

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April 2, 2017.

Wee hours.

In the dark room, only the stars outside the house can be seen.

Next to the computer that was turned on, a chubby figure was anxiously circling her eight hundred times around the computer, with evil thoughts in his mouth—

“What’s the name? “Executive Editor”? “Dear Editor-in-Chief”? “The Devil with a Canvas Bag”?…Ahhhhh!”

The figure stopped and scratched his hair.

After a few seconds, she stopped. In the darkness, a pair of numb eyes flashed suddenly. She put down her hand, leaned to the computer, swiped the mouse to open the Lvjiji Literature City website, clicked “Publish New Article”, and continued. He muttered to himself, “Okay, I’ll just call it this name. There is nothing more appropriate than this…”

The chubby fingers tapped on the keyboard for a while, the sound of the mechanical keyboard “pop” sounded, and between the cursor jumps, a few lines of words jumped on the screen—

Title: “Moonlight Variations”

Article id: 2967257

Author: Ghost Baby.

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This is a story she will tell you.

It is also a short life that her dear editor has gone through.

The author has something to say: ah ah ah, this is the end of the text, accompanied by a very interesting and somewhat intriguing ending (with a smile).

The story of the publishing house is probably just the beginning. After all, a work will go through many other industries from its birth to more forms, and all walks of life have their own interesting stories… Maybe there will be ” The series of “Moonlight” was born, but it must be another person’s story!

The 700,000-character essay is quite long. Thank you for not giving up until today, and thank you for reading this story carefully, and for reading a lot. I want to tell you something through the text—

Well, of course there is an editor like Chuli who always has the original intention. I have witnessed it with my own eyes, and some events in the article are prototyped and correct, so some scenes are indeed written in real feeling, angry, or happy… However, there is a prototype for those things, and who and who the prototype is, you don’t have to worry about it. After all, it is all the past. It is enough to be able to laugh today.