Chapter 601 Correcting Mistakes

Thinker Novel Network

Uncle Li couldn't understand what Fina and Snow Lion were talking about. He just thought that Fina's actions were very interesting, and he heard that cats would step on milk, so he said it casually. Seeing that Fina stopped stepping on milk, he felt quite Unfortunately, I regret not taking pictures with my mobile phone.

Zhang Zian walked to the side of the washbasin and saw several clear paw prints left on the dough. He had an idea, felt that this was a good opportunity to flatter him, and immediately beckoned to call Uncle Li over.

"Uncle Li, look at this." He pointed to the paw prints on the dough, "Your store has changed its sign now, why don't you get another logo by the way? What do you think of using one of the paw prints as a logo? Wait After it dries hard, make a mold and print it next to 'Li's Supreme Cat Snack Shop'."

Uncle Li was taken aback for a moment. He thought that a signboard for his small shop would be enough, and it seemed unnecessary to create another logo, but it would not be easy to refute Zhang Zian's face, so he nodded in agreement.

Zhang Zian didn't think it was necessary, and he suggested not only to print paw prints on the signboards, but also to print paw prints on their aprons, or wear a paw print-shaped badge. In Fina's view, it would be quite Because this store is covered by it, taking care of it from time to time will benefit Uncle Li and his wife endlessly.

Fina is obviously also very satisfied with this suggestion, this is its imperial dining room, and it should leave its mark.

It jumped off the table and made a majestic tour of the back kitchen, as if inspecting its own territory, and the snow lion followed closely behind it.

Zhang Zian took the opportunity to lower his voice, pointed at the dough and said to Uncle Li: "Don't just use a paw print to fool you, it must be the paw print on it."

If Fina finds out that she has been fooled, she must be very angry and self-defeating.

Uncle Li nodded in agreement.

There was nothing else to do for the time being, Zhang Zian bid farewell, and left the back kitchen with Fei Na and Xue Shizi.

The girls in the restaurant were still teasing the cats enthusiastically, taking pictures, taking selfies or taking pictures of each other while teasing, but they didn't eat much. The girls eat slowly, and with the addition of teasing cats, Zhang Zian reckons that if things go on like this, if the business is good, there might be queues in the store.

"It would be great if I could suck these two cats." A girl pointed at Fina and Snow Lion passing by proudly, her face full of envy and regret.

"That's right! It's so cute!" The other girls also echoed.

"But how did this cat train? Why can it obediently follow behind him?" Some girls also asked doubtfully.

Zhang Zian ignored them, took Fei Na and Snow Lion back to the pet shop, and brought back lunch by the way.

Richard stared at the screen too intently, and didn't realize something was wrong until Zhang Zian entered the door, and he flapped his wings and flew up. Lu Yiyun switched the window in panic, and said as if trying to cover up something: "The card has already been printed, and the store said it will be shipped today."

"Okay, let Wang Qian and Li Kun paste it when it arrives." Zhang Zian nodded.

"Meow meow! I'm so exhausted! I want to eat! I want to sleep!" The snow lion jumped onto the cat climbing frame, and couldn't wait to get down on the ground, with a look of hopelessness.

Fina also jumped onto the cat climbing frame on the highest floor, and basked in the sun on her stomach.

He distributed food to the elves and pets. Seeing that the shop was free for the time being, he carried his lunch box to the second floor to check on the condition of π.

π still sits in front of the computer and uses ten fingers to type, and when he encounters difficulties, he reads the untitled book.

"π, how many words have you written?" He asked with concern.

"Squeak..."

π lowered his head in embarrassment and covered his face with his hands. Because it was too excited to settle down, the writing speed was much slower than usual, and it only wrote a few hundred words.

"It's okay, let's stand up and move around." Zhang Zian understood its mood and comforted him.

Pi nodded.

"By the way, what time is the recommended seat?" He asked.

Pi held out two fingers.

"2 o'clock in the afternoon?" He looked at the time, there was still about an hour.

π jumped out of the chair, on all fours and used it as an exercise in circles in the living room.

Zhang Zian sat down and entered the backstage of the website. He saw that π had nearly 1,000 favorites, and people kept leaving messages of encouragement and voting for recommendations. He noted a comment made in good faith.

[Jiaozi]: The author wrote very well, but there are some typos in the front, which affect the reading experience. It would be better if it can be changed, but the flaws do not conceal the advantages.

Is that right?

He has basically experienced the plots written by π, and he read ten lines at a glance, and did not pay much attention to the problem of typos. At this time, when the reader reminded him, he felt that this problem must be taken seriously.

He switched to π's original Word document and read it word for word from the beginning.

Soon, he found that there were indeed a lot of typos in the document, and the number of typos increased as he went to the front. It may be because π was not used to typing Chinese when he first started typing.

In addition to typos, π will type an inexplicable number every few hundred characters.

"3...1...4...1...5...9...2...6..."

As expected, connecting these numbers is pi. He was ashamed to think that readers might be troubled by these inexplicable numbers while reading. Readers may feel that these numbers have some deep meaning, but they don't actually have any... well, maybe they do have some deep meaning, but even he doesn't understand it at the moment. Meng Li's phone number is too embarrassing to bother, after all, I don't know it well.

Maybe some readers just abandon the article because of these typos and numbers...

π walked around the room a few times before returning to the computer, wanting to continue writing.

"Wait a minute, π, you didn't sleep well last night, did you? Take a nap first, and I'll use the computer." He said.

π rolled his eyes, remembering that this computer belongs to Zhang Zian. Although it has been used by it all the time, it doesn't actually belong to it. It only has the right to use it temporarily.

It became a little depressed, and even blamed itself. It felt that it had been occupying the computer, which might have affected Zhang Zian's normal use.

"Squeak." It nodded lazily, and jumped into the wicker chair in the hanging basket.

"Go to sleep." Zhang Zian urged, "Don't worry, there is still half a day to write."

π lay on his side in the wicker chair with a hanging basket, and closed his eyes as he said, but the midday sun was a bit strong, hitting it just right, even if he drew the curtains and closed his eyes, he still felt a bright red in front of him. So it pulled the blanket up over its head, and finally its vision dimmed.

It lies with its eyes closed. I don't know how long it has passed, it is very sleepy, it wants to sleep but can't fall asleep, because its heart is very excited, and the number of collections is always rising in its mind, recalling every comment from readers, including encouragement and criticism, feeling like a storm It was as turbulent as the sea.

After lying down for a while, it opened its eyes, and quietly opened the blanket to see if Zhang Zian finished using the computer. If he did, he wanted to continue writing novels. In the past, its update time was very random, and it would be updated when it was finished. However, some readers left a message asking when to update it every day. It was speechless and wanted to fix the time as much as possible.

When there were no readers before, it was less interested, but after having readers, it became more anxious, afraid of failing the expectations of these readers.

A ray of bright light came through the gap in the blanket, and π squinted his eyes to see it. Seeing that Zhang Zian was still using the computer, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

The hanging basket rattan chair was almost next to the desk, and it could see that Zhang Zian was staying on the background interface of the website, browsing the previously published chapters with great concentration.

Pi blinked suspiciously, not knowing what he was doing.

Zhang Zian carefully examined every word and every sentence, and did not notice half of π's eye protruding from under the blanket. His lips opened and closed silently, and he recited silently. Not only was he correcting typos, but he also corrected some sentences that had no obvious grammatical errors but did not read smoothly, and some sentences that were too written The dialogue has been changed to be more colloquial.

This is a heavy job. π has written about 110,000 words, and he needs to revise all of these 110,000 words before being recommended, so as to leave a better first impression on new readers. Maybe this job doesn't have much meaning, after all, most people can read online novels at a glance, but this is the only thing he can do for π at present.

Watching and watching, π finally understood what he was doing, and the anxiety in his heart seemed to be blown away by a gentle breeze, and he became peaceful.

Since almost no one read it before, it uploaded it immediately after writing a chapter without checking it after uploading. Some readers raised typos before, but these slightly obtrusive comments were ignored by it in a good mood.

The work neglected by it is being done by Zhang Zian.

Zhang Zian's heart became more and more anxious. He regretted why he hadn't thought of this earlier, but only thought of it before he was recommended. Seeing that the time was getting closer to 2 o'clock in the afternoon, he showed the greatest concentration and focused on scanning Every word on the screen.

The sun moved quietly in the sky, and the shadow cast by the desk on the floor slowly slanted and elongated.

"call……"

Zhang Zian heaved a sigh of relief, leaned back on the chair tiredly and wiped his face. He glanced at the time, and finally finished checking all the chapters for typos and sentences around 2:10.

He returned to the homepage of the website, entered the city section, and found the name of "Pet King" in the "Popular Category", and there was an extremely concise one-sentence introduction - "Catch a few magical pets as partners".

The people who are recommended by popular categories are all newcomers like π. There is no legendary website master. He thinks that if there is no accident, π should be able to pass the test of the first round of recommendation safely.

At the same time, π under the blanket moved slightly.

"π, are you asleep? Get up, your novel is recommended!" He yawned, but said excitedly.

"Squeak."

π lifted the blanket and sat up, put his palms together next to one ear, and gestured for a sleeping posture, meaning: sleep well.