After saying that, he blushed first, and then quickly explained.

"It's such an editor-in-chief. These days... no no no... Actually, it should have started several months ago. In our fantasy classification, there were dozens to hundreds of newcomers waiting for review every day in the background, but for some reason, this number has been decreasing. It was not obvious at the beginning, but until today, I came to open the background in the morning and saw only eight newcomers' works waiting for review..."

"Eight chapters?"

"Yes, this is nothing. What's more terrifying is that there are only ten VIP books on the shelves in our fantasy category. If one of them is finished, we... we can't even get all the ten VIP books on the list..."

"It's so serious, why don't you say it earlier!!!"

The scholar slapped the table and stood up suddenly. Brown Tang looked embarrassed and wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain. He was dull and didn't know how to speak. At this moment, he felt bloody red when he was holding back.

In fact, it’s really not to blame brown sugar. The scholar himself knew that the imbalance of the various categories of the website had actually been reflected long ago. At that time, the brown sugar had not come yet. Now it’s just that brown sugar was unlucky. The cow thief ran away, and he became the last person to pull out the reins of the cow.

"How is the specific situation now?"

The scholar asked, and Brown Candy quickly answered.

"Not very good. There are only ten VIP fantasy works that are still serialized on the site. I have contacted these authors and asked them to try their best to finish them. However... But the worst thing is that there are too few new books in the backend review library these days, there are only seven or eight books every day, and the quality is very poor, and it cannot reach the level of signing!!!"

The scholar agreed with the emergency treatment of brown sugar. He nodded in thought, then sighed and explained.

"We are dealing with emergency situations and can't take care of the quality for the time being. If you are short and tall, you can sign a few books to support yourself. By the way, hurry up and write about bonuses and other things beautifully..."

"clear!"

Brown Sugar nodded seriously and turned away.

The scholar hadn't breathed a sigh of relief yet, but the door was knocked again. When he looked up, the editor-in-chief of the Xianxia Classification spoke with a bitter look on his face.

"Editor-in-chief, it's not good. I haven't received any books in the fairy tale category these days, and the VIP rankings can no longer stand..."

...

I have to say that the scholar’s ​​remedy measures were still very good. It took only half a day to start, and a new essay contest kicked off in a grand manner.

but……

After the announcement was posted to Bookworm.com, what I received was not the recognition and excitement from the author circle, but all of them were shaking my head and sighing.

"Oh, now I will definitely die if I write about Fantasy and Xianxia. Who dares to write these two categories..."

"That's right, at the beginning, readers all went to see the game categories. It's so good to write fantasy..."

"Games are so popular, why don't you make a game essay? I'm going to write a game essay..."

"The fantasy fairy tale is in a downturn now. I heard that old Niu Rizeng can't even beat 10,000..."

"Old Niu is fine. Now other VIP books that are still serialized are basically increasing by one or two hundred yuan a month, and the manuscript fee is only a few hundred yuan a month. Many authors are no longer written by eunuchs..."

"The same is true for Xianxia. The authors I know are all miserable. They eat dirt every day, and many of them can't stand it and they all switch jobs to write in Xintiandi..."

...

This vigorous essay contest did not seem to have any effect. I waited for Brown Candy to watch the backstage the next day and was so funny.

The contributions in the backstage have indeed increased, but they have only increased from seven or eight to more than ten. In the past, he reviewed the manuscripts at a glance, but now it cannot be done. He must read them word by word, for fear of missing some talent.

But in the end, after screening three times, I only picked out three articles that could barely be counted.

The situation in the Xianxia classification is similar, but this is not what they are worried about...

In a cafe in H.

Bai Qingqing was smiling at the old bull who blushed!

"Haha, I didn't expect that Lao Niu, the famous fantasy platinum god, was actually a little brother. And I was so shy, I thought Lao Niu was an uncle in his forties or fifties..."

Bai Qingqing's charming smile made the old cow with a subtle personality even more at a loss.

"Okay, little brother, sister won't tease you anymore, let's go straight to the point. I invite you out this time, mainly to invite you to go to our White Bird as the signing author!"

The old cow yelled, then blushed, shook his head hard, and explained embarrassedly.

"No, no, I signed a contract with Qiqi. If I cannot change stations within five years, otherwise I will have to pay the penalty for liquidated damages of several million, and I may be sued."

"Haha, it doesn't matter. If my sister can poach you, she will naturally help you pay the money. As for the lawsuit, don't be afraid, my sister has some lawyers under her."

Seeing that the old cow bowed his head and said nothing, Bai Qingqing smiled and took out a check and handed it to him.

"Brother, sister knows that it's not easy for you recently. Although you are the platinum master at the beginning, your royalties have dropped sharply in the past few months. I'm afraid you can no longer afford to support your mother's medical expenses?"

The old bull's face changed drastically, and he looked up at Bai Qingqing incredibly.

"How do you know..."

"Hehe... Sister knows a lot, but none of these matters. What's important is that if you stay at the beginning now, your monthly income will only get less and less. I'm afraid you can't afford your mother's medical expenses!"

"I went to the White Bird...will all this change?"

Lao Niu is also an old man in the online literature circle. He is introverted, but it doesn’t mean he is just a fool.

Bai Qingqing raised the check.

"Hehehehe, when I go to our White Bird, I will naturally hold you. Even if I don't develop well in the future, at least this check will solve your urgent needs. What do you think?"

The old man looked up at the check, 3 million!!!

If he was at the peak of fantasy, he wouldn't be tempted at this price, but now...

His monthly royalties for the past six months are only about 300,000 yuan, and his mother was hospitalized for serious illness and was about to undergo a liver transplant. The huge medical expenses and subsequent treatment costs have already made him stretched.

This money does have a different temptation for him!

Seeing that Lao Niu was still hesitating, Bai Qingqing finally took out her last killer move. She took out a stack of contracts from her bag and gently placed them in front of Lao Niu.

"Haha, look, you should know all of these people?"

Lao Niu was stunned and didn't understand why, but after seeing the signature on the contract, his face changed drastically!!!
Chapter completed!