Chapter 11 Edit Meng Fei

night.

A middle-aged man with a pot belly was standing in a room. His body was surrounded by virtual projection web pages. As long as he waved his hand lightly, the virtual web page disappeared, and with a little tap, he entered another web page.

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 virtual helmets, has not yet appeared.

However, there are rumors circulating that such technology has already appeared in the top secret laboratory of the Federation, but this is only in rumors and has not been confirmed.

"It's ridiculous, it's so ridiculous, do you think you can write a good sensory novel by just writing it casually? It's just laughing off my big teeth. The current authors really underestimate sensory novels."

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

His usual job is to review novels, find potential novels, and then get the authors to sign contracts with novel websites and put them on the shelves.

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

You know, Yanhuangxing's sensory novels have not been severely cracked down by the government, which has led to the flourishing of sensory novels and the emergence of many excellent works.

The real top-notch functional novels can earn no less than other types of popular novels, and even in terms of sales, it is second to none among many novel categories.

This has also led to many authors to try and get the first pot of gold.

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

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

"really."

Meng Fei sighed: "With Master Jia Zhiwei's writing, and Teacher Bao Pichang getting older, no one has been able to write sensory novels that are truly exciting and sleepless at night?"

He sighed incomparably. Ten years ago, the sensual novels were so brilliant, and excellent works were emerging one after another. At first, I saw that he was exhausted, malnourished, and shaped like a skeleton. He almost couldn't even graduate from high school. .

Of course, I couldn't sleep even more.

The exciting, twisted and bizarre storyline seemed to emerge from the description in front of him, and the blood-throwing melee combat made him very excited. It can be said that the real top sensory novels are many times better than those film and television works.

It is because of this that he entered the Penguin Novel Network and became the editor of the functional novel.

It is a pity that ten years have passed, and there are fewer and fewer excellent works of sensory novels. Some people even call out that sensory novels are dead, and it is better to go to the movies, which is a hateful slogan.

That's why he works overtime every day to watch every new work, just to find potential works 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 a really good sensory novel. Is it really because I don't have enough vision? Should I resign?" Meng Fei couldn't help but doubt himself.

Because he suffered a great career crisis two years ago, when he was walking on the road and was hit by a runaway magneto-powered car,

He was hospitalized on the spot with serious injuries.

But after he was discharged from the hospital, the doctor told him that he had a functional disorder and that he would not be able to straighten up in the future. Even with modern technology, this kind of disease could not be cured at all. It was a terminal illness.

From then on, he never felt any sense of reading sensual novels, just like a noble wax.

But he didn't tell the company about this matter, but concealed it, otherwise he would have to be swept out of the house.

"No, I can't resign yet. If I don't find a really excellent sensory novel, I can't rest my eyes. The future of sensory novels must not be ruined in my hands. There are still countless men's needs waiting for us to meet, and countless others. 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 divine light, like a martyr, his career was great, even if no one understood it and was despised by the world, he still had no regrets.

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

With a ding, another new novel came over. Meng Fei glanced at it, and it seemed that it was a new author, Black Heart Wolf. The name of the work was Teacher Bai Rong, which was quite a novel name.

But just the novel name is not enough, the important thing 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 he is a new author, if he doesn't look good, he doesn't look good. He will not show any mercy.

Huh? The protagonist is actually a teacher?

This teacher is very good, young and beautiful, flirtatious, and hot, and she got married at a young age. Damn it, when I was a young student, why were the teachers all aunties, and I didn't feel a little bit of adolescence, Meng Fei thought resentment.

He continued to watch, I'm going to stop, beast, this principal is a beast, taking advantage of his power, to openly take action on his beautiful subordinates, especially shameless, and he still has a husband.

Principal of the beast, do you think that if you do this and use your position to coerce, people will obey? Really sue you, that's going to jail. I rubbed, I really obeyed, but I didn't dare to resist. Bai Rong, you are a teacher, but you have a husband. Do you have any sense of shame? Let me resist him.

His grandma's, so damn, what the hell is going on with the holy school now? To have such a shameless act, such a beautiful teacher, so easy to get started, without even the skills to fall in love, just hit a home run, it's too monstrous. But the novel should be like this, simple and crude.

Meng Fei has been completely immersed in the world of novels. He found that the next plot is getting more and more intense. These dogs and girls are not only messing around at school, but even at home. In the end, their husband suddenly came back, and the plot came to an abrupt end. .

"I wipe it, it's gone, why is it gone?!" Meng Fei's head was hot and he was so anxious that he could not wait to beat the author violently, and it was gone at a critical moment.

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