I write novels in Liyue

Is it already afternoon?

She quickly got out of bed, gathered her manuscript, and ran towards the publishing house.

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The publishing house in Liyue is located near Yujingtai.

"Ah Qing, you're off work. Don't be busy. Let's go to Heyu Teahouse to watch a play later. Boss Yun Jin will be performing today, and I'm sure the famous Mr. Zhongli will be there too. Maybe we'll even have a chance to have a romance with Mr. Zhongli."

Inside the editorial office, at a desk by the window, several women in their early twenties were surrounding a younger, pretty woman, talking excitedly.

"Seniors, please go ahead. I still have two books to review..."

The woman called A-Qing covered her head, pointed to the two books on the table, and said.

One is "The Record of Shen Qiu Picking Up the Sword", and the other is "Sword and Shadow".

Upon seeing these two books, the other female editors couldn't help but cover their foreheads in embarrassment.

These two books were like nightmares for them.

My first book, "The Record of Shen Qiu Picking Up the Sword," has been revised and submitted seven or eight times. Not only is the content clichéd and the setting exaggerated, but the handwriting is also terrible, giving readers a headache. It gets rejected every time.

The second book was even worse than the first.

But the author of the second book not only has beautiful handwriting, but is also a great beauty.

Therefore, many readers who came specifically to read this book were willing to buy it.

Although it's said to be a purchase made out of love, for the sake of Liyue Publishing's reputation, all the places that need to be corrected for grammatical errors and typos still need to be proofread.

And Aqing was the editor in charge of these two authors.

Upon seeing these two books, the other female editors couldn't help but cast sympathetic glances at them.

"Well then, Qing, you go ahead with your work, let's get together again next time."

"Okay, seniors, you guys go have fun."

After the seniors left, Aqing sighed and rubbed her temples.

Both authors' names contain the character "秋" (autumn), and she began to wonder if people with "秋" in their names simply lack talent for writing.

After hesitating between the two books, I finally chose the second one.

It's not for any other reason, it's simply because the handwriting in this book is beautiful and easy to read.

Turn to the first page.

"Blue sky, clear lake water, a naked girl swimming in the lake..."

Upon seeing this childish phrasing, Aqing's calm expression instantly froze.

What does "opening lightning strike" mean...?

She regretted it a little; she should have chosen the first book.

Although the handwriting is a bit off, at least the writing style isn't that bad...

Moreover, after reading a few pages, one can happily reject the manuscript.

But this won't work.

Although it's poorly written, there are still people willing to buy it...

I must complete the review myself...

To protect the reputation of Liyue Publishing, I have to spend time correcting the mistakes.

Looks like I'll have to work overtime again tonight...

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps sounded.

"Ok?"

Aqing was taken aback.

Is there something else the seniors need to discuss?

Aqing frowned slightly, and when she looked up, she saw a white-haired woman bending over, her hands on her table, panting heavily.

The white-haired woman's face was flushed, and glistening beads of sweat glistened on her delicate, fair forehead.

So astringent...

Even though the woman was completely covered up, Aqing couldn't help but have this thought in her mind.

However, this thought only lasted for a moment.

The next moment, fear took over.

Because this white-haired woman is her nightmare, the author of "Sword and Shadow"!

And she just now...

There was a thick stack of manuscripts on his desk!

hiss!

No way!

"Miss Fang Qiu, good evening. What brings you to the editorial office so urgently?"

Aqing asked.

Fang Qiu propped herself up and, after catching her breath for a while, finally caught her breath. She adjusted her breathing and replied with a smile, "Good evening, editor. I'm here to submit my manuscript."

I'd like to submit my work!

Those four short words struck Aqing like a bolt from the blue.

The hand holding "Swordsman's Shadow" trembled slightly.

I haven't even finished reading my own terrible book yet, and here comes another one...

At this moment, Fang Qiu also discovered that the book in his editor's hand was the very same rubbish he had written in his predecessor.

"Editor Bai Qing, I'm not publishing this book, 'Swords and Shadows,' so could you please take a look at my new book?"

Fang Qiu made a quick decision and said.

"give up?"

Bai Qing subconsciously took the manuscript that Fang Qiu handed over.

Bai Qing was taken aback by Fang Qiu's confident expression.

Could it be that this girl has undergone a transformation?

Otherwise, most people would want it all, so how could they possibly give up the book they had previously submitted?

For a moment, she felt a sense of anticipation.

So she put down "Swordsman's Shadow" and turned to the first page of the original manuscript.

However, the moment she opened it, she couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

What terrible things have I done to deserve this punishment from Lord Yan?

Although Fang Qiu's writing was poor, at least his handwriting was beautiful, so while reading it was painful, it wasn't torture.

But what's with all this scrawled handwriting?

This handwriting is several times worse than Xingqiu's!

Chapter Four: You Look Alike to My Junior Sister

It was suffocating.

This isn't a transformation; it's clearly a regression.

For readers, the only redeeming quality of Fang Qiu's books is probably that the author is a great beauty.

For Bai Qing, Fang Qiu's only advantage was that his handwriting was good.

And now, even that only advantage is gone.

The handwriting here is even worse than Xingqiu's.

"Um... I've already accepted the manuscript. It's getting late, you should go back now."

Bai Qing rubbed his forehead and said.

She's now starting to hesitate about whose manuscript to read first.

"Okay, then I'll trouble Editor Bai Qing."

Fang Qiu nodded, exchanged a few pleasantries with the editor, and then left the editorial department.

It was already quite late.

As the orange-red sun gradually sank below the horizon, Fang Qiu let out a long breath.

The first step into this other world has finally been taken.

Come to think of it, my body is really quite weak.

I'm so tired after running this far; I guess I need to find some time to exercise.

I'm so hungry.

I'll go home and reheat the food I got from Wanmintang last night. I don't know if it's still edible after 24 hours.

However, the thought had barely formed in her mind when suddenly everything went black before her eyes, and she lost control of her body, falling straight forward.

Is this anemia caused by running intensely after being hungry all day?

it's over...

There were seven or eight stone steps in front of me; if I fell, I'd probably be half-dead...

However, the expected excruciating pain did not come; instead, I fell into a warm embrace.

In this embrace, it felt as if all fear and uncertainty had vanished.

And it smells so good...