Chapter 297 Threading the Needle (12 Subscription Request)

"Da Tang Fantasy Night" magazine, meeting room.

It's another weekly meeting. The editor-in-chief is reporting the ranking of comics from the previous week. Wang Yinghu is worried about the ranking of "Coco".

This weekly morning meeting is the most difficult for editors like them. They are worried, like criminals waiting to be sentenced.

Only the two editors of "Demon Tower" and "Flower World" are sitting on the Diaoyutai, calm and at ease.

Of course, they also have to compete, but they are two tigers competing, not with other editors, because the two comics they are responsible for have always been the best, and it is too difficult for other comics to catch up, and there is almost no end in sight.

Moreover, these two comics have great stamina, and the quality of the plot has not only not declined, but has steadily increased.

Thanks to the healthy competition between the two comics, the comic authors are also competing.

This is a good thing, but it makes others suffer and more desperate.

Wang Yinghu glanced at the little girl sitting on his right, only to see her frowning face.

Although Wang Yinghu was nervous, he was not too worried because the performance of Coco had been rising slowly in the past three weeks and it was out of the danger zone of being cut.

The Prince, which the girl was in charge of, was in great danger. If it still ranked last this time, it would not be published in the magazine next week and the finale could be prepared directly.

However, there was also a possibility that the finale would not be published at all, because this comic was published on the same day as Coco. It had only been three weeks and its popularity was so low. How many people would care about the finale? Instead of giving precious space to such a comic that no one reads, it is better to give it to a new comic. There are still countless possibilities.

"The last one is still Prince. Who is the editor in charge?" asked the editor-in-chief.

The little girl next to Wang Yinghu raised her hand miserably: "It's me, the editor-in-chief."

The editor-in-chief looked at her expressionlessly, lowered his head to write and draw on his notebook, and said: "Tell the author that this comic will not be published next week."

After saying this, the editor-in-chief began to talk about the next topic. The little girl raised her hand tremblingly and did not put it down. After a while, the editor-in-chief noticed and asked her if she had anything else to say.

"Editor-in-chief, I want to ask, will the ending of "Prince" be published in the monthly magazine?"

The editor-in-chief said impatiently: "No."

In other words, "Prince" did not even have the opportunity to write the ending.

What's worse is that according to the contract between the comic author and the publisher, the other party is the exclusive authorization, and the comic can only be published by the "Tang Fantasy Night" publisher. If it is unwilling to publish it, then the comic cannot be given to others.

In other words, this comic called "Prince" will completely disappear from the public's eyes, and the author's hard work will go down the drain.

This is also the reason why many well-known comics suddenly disappear. Most of them are not because the magazines do not publish them, but because the magazines are not well managed and go bankrupt, so the comics signed with them may also die.

After the meeting, Wang Yinghu comforted the little girl a few words, and was suddenly stopped by the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief asked about the situation of "Coco" and the Little Red Horse Comics Studio, and then said that he was optimistic about this comic.

"Ask them if they can update twice a week? They can give them a better layout." The editor-in-chief said.

"Twice a week" is a common term for serials on online platforms, which means updating twice a week.

"The Night of Tang Dynasty" magazine is a weekly magazine, which is published once a week, so comics certainly cannot be updated twice a week, and there is no place to update.

So it means that the amount of each issue of the magazine is published twice.

Wang Yinghu was in high spirits. After the editor-in-chief left, he clenched his fists and wanted to wave them vigorously, but suddenly stopped and just clenched them tightly. The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.

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Xiaobai sat on a small stool, her body straight, watching TV, but her brows were furrowed, she was mumbling, and she looked very dissatisfied.

There was another small stool next to her, with Dunzi sitting on it, watching very attentively.

Xiaobai kept looking at him sideways, then looked at the TV, and couldn't believe why Dunzi was watching this so seriously.

The TV was broadcasting the news.

"What's going on? Uncle is showing this to the little friend." Xiaobai muttered, and stretched out his hand to shake in front of Dunzi, who was not affected at all and continued to watch him.

"Dunzi~~Dunzi??? What are you doing? Are you sleeping?" Xiaobai shook Dunzi's chubby shoulders.

Dunzi finally reacted, wiped his nose, pointed at the TV with his shiny finger, and said, "Xiaobai, did you call me to watch TV~~"

He was called by Xiaobai to watch TV together. Before Xiaobai left the village, they often played together and were almost inseparable except for sleeping.

The TV at Xiaobai's house was broken. In the evening, he called Bai Jianping to fix it. When he turned it on, he could only watch the news broadcast.

Xiaobai seriously suspected that her uncle had tampered with her TV, because the news broadcast was what her uncle liked to watch. In Pujiang, Xiaobai often snatched the TV from him to watch cartoons.

Xiaobai was angry and wanted to ask her uncle what was wrong with his claws. Why did he bully his little friend?

In the past, they could watch "Windmill and Fake Sophistication" and other cartoons. At that time, when the sun was about to set, she and Dunzi moved a small stool and sat in front of the TV to wait for the cartoons to be played. They watched whatever was on, and everything was good and they were happy all the time.

Xiaobai is still the same Xiaobai, but Dunzi is no longer the same Dunzi. Dunzi actually watched the news broadcast intently.

She couldn't understand and completely lost interest in the news broadcast.

The brazier beside her was burning more and more vigorously, so warm, and grandma was embroidering in the light of the fire.

She wore reading glasses, her eyes were far away from the cloth, and she held an embroidery needle in her hand, threading the needle skillfully but slowly.

When grandma was young, she had a pair of dexterous hands, and her best skill was Shu embroidery. She could embroider dragons and phoenixes, flowers and birds, fish and insects, mountains and rivers, etc., and people would buy them all at the market.

The clothes and shoes that Xiaobai wore when she was a child were almost all made by grandma. On ordinary fabrics, she embroidered a small golden flower, a bee with wings spread, and a cute little man, which instantly looked different and made Xiaobai happy for a long time.

But now grandma's eyes are dim and she hasn't embroidered for a long time.

At this moment, she is embroidering a tiger head on a pair of tiger-head shoes.

"Awoo~~~ Grandma, the tiger head you embroidered is so cute." Xiaobai was not interested in TV, so he came to grandma and looked at her embroidering tiger-head shoes.

Grandma ran out of thread and was threading the needle again. She tried several times but failed.

"This is my strong point, grandma, give it to me, I'll do it."

Xiaobai took the embroidery needle from grandma's hand, holding the needle head with his left hand and the thread head with his right hand, but the needle was misaligned and failed to be threaded.

Xiaobai rolled his big eyes, glanced at grandma, and laughed awkwardly: "Hohoho~~~ Grandma, I was just teasing you~~~ Hey!"

After trying hard, he threaded it in and laughed loudly.