Chapter 11

night.

A middle-aged man with a big belly was standing in a room. His body was surrounded by virtual projected webpages. As long as he waved his hand lightly, the virtual webpage would disappear, and with a single click, he would enter another webpage.

This is the computer on Yanhuang Star, and the phantom projection has become a reality.

But the legendary virtual world, the high-tech technology that can pull human consciousness into a virtual real world with the help of a virtual helmet, has not yet appeared.

However, there are gossip rumors that such technology has already appeared in the federal top-secret laboratory, but this is only a rumor and has not been confirmed.

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. Do you think that you can write excellent sensual novels by writing casually? It's just laughing at my big teeth. The current authors really underestimate sensual novels."

The middle-aged man sneered, his name is Meng Fei, he is thirty-five years old, and he is the responsible editor of Penguin Novels, the largest novel website on Yanhuang Star.

His usual job is to review novels, find novels with potential, and then get the author to sign a contract with the novel website, and then sell them on the shelves.

The problem is that he hasn't found a sensual novel that suits his heart for several weeks. Most of the submissions to the website are the same, and there is no new idea at all, which does not arouse his interest in continuing to read.

You must know that the sensual novels on Yanhuang Star have not been severely cracked down by the government, which has led to the flourishing of sensual novels, and many excellent works have appeared.

A truly top-notch sensual novel, the income it can obtain is no less than that of other popular novels, and even in terms of sales, it is second to none among many novel categories.

This has also led to many authors coming to try, wanting to get the first pot of gold.

But don't think that every sensual novel can become a hit and be welcomed by countless readers. In fact, for readers who have read countless sensual novels, their appetite has long been cultivated, and they have no interest in ordinary works at all.

It's like an old driver who has read countless movies, thinking that as long as a woman takes off her clothes casually, it can make him excited? No, just this is not enough, just to that extent, the old driver doesn't even bother to look at you, and doesn't even show respect, it's better to play games.

"really."

Meng Fei said with emotion: "With Master Jia Zhiwei closing his pen and Teacher Bao Pichang getting older, no one can write a truly exciting and sleepless sensual novel anymore?"

He sighed immensely, ten years ago, the sensual novels were so brilliant, excellent works emerged one after another, when I saw him exhausted, malnourished, shaped like a skeleton, he almost couldn't even graduate from high school, and he couldn't fall asleep without reading it every night .

Of course, I couldn't fall asleep after watching it.

The exciting, tortuous and bizarre storyline, the description that seemed to emerge in front of his eyes, and the blood-fueled close combat made him very excited. It can be said that the truly top-notch sensory novels are many times better than those film and television works.

That's why he joined Penguin Novels and became an editor of sensual novels.

It's a pity that ten years have passed, and there are fewer and fewer excellent sensual novels, and some people even shouted the hateful slogan that sensual novels are dead, it's better to go to the movies, which made him so sad that he couldn't sleep at night.

That's why he works overtime every day and watches every new work, just to find works with potential and defeat these rumors. Unfortunately, so far, he has not been able to find enough to make his eyes shine.

"But I can't find really good sensual novels. Is it really because I don't have enough vision? I should resign?" Meng Fei couldn't help doubting himself.

Because he suffered a great career crisis two years ago, when he was walking on the road, he was hit by an out-of-control magnetic-powered car, and he was lying in the hospital on the spot with serious injuries.

But after he was discharged from the hospital, the doctor told him that he had some kind of dysfunction, and he would not be able to straighten up in the future. This kind of disease cannot be cured even with modern technology. It is a terminal illness.

From then on, when he read sensual novels, he didn't feel any more, just like Jue wax.

But he didn't tell the company about it, but concealed it, otherwise he would have to be kicked out.

"No, I can't resign yet. If I don't find a truly excellent sensual novel, I will die with regret. The future of sensual novels must not be ruined in my hands. There are countless men's needs waiting for us to satisfy, and there are countless Teenagers need us to enlighten, how can they give up and surrender at this time?! This is a cowardly act!"

Meng Fei's eyes were extremely firm, revealing a ray of sacred light, like a martyr, his career is great, even if no one understands it, and he is despised by the world, but he still has no regrets.

"Forget it, after finishing the last novel, go to rest and get up tomorrow and continue to struggle."

With a ding, another new novel was passed on. Meng Fei glanced at it, and it seemed to be a new author, Black Heart Wolf. The name of the work was Teacher Bai Rong, which was a very novel name.

But just a novel name is not enough, what is important is the plot, or the content of the story! Meng Fei sneered. He has read countless books and is very picky about excellent works. Even if it is a new author, if it is not good-looking, it is not good-looking. He will not show mercy.

Huh? The protagonist is actually a teacher?

This teacher is very good, young and beautiful, and charming, with a hot body, and he got married at a young age, damn it, when I was young when I was studying, why were my teachers all aunts, and I didn’t feel adolescence at all, Meng Fei had a heart Resentment.

He continued to watch, damn it, beast, this principal is a beast, using his power to openly attack his beautiful subordinate, it is shameless, and he still has a husband.

Principal Beast, do you think that if you do this and use position threats, people will obey? Really tell you, that is going to jail. I rub it, I really obeyed, and I still dare not resist, Bai Rong, you are a teacher, you have a husband, do you have any shame, resist him for me?

His grandma's, it's so damned, what the hell is going on with the holy school now? Such a shameless act actually happened, such a beautiful teacher, so easy to get started, without even having the time to fall in love, just hit a home run, it's too crazy. But novels should be like this, simple and direct.

Meng Fei has been completely immersed in the world of novels, and he found that the following plots are getting more and more intense. This dog and boy are not only messing around at school, but even messing around at home. In the end, the husband suddenly came back, and the plot came to an abrupt end .

"I rub it, it's gone, how come it's gone?!" Meng Fei's head was hot, and he was so anxious that he couldn't wait to beat the author violently. He was gone at a critical moment. Can people still live?

Wait, what's going on with my body, there seems to be a heat flowing through my body, could it be that I'm resurrected? Meng Fei's heart was shaken, he felt extremely shocked and excited.