Countdown to 60 seconds.

In order to enhance the effect of the competition, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles has created a great atmosphere.

The countdown is changing numbers across the top of the site.

There is a reminder on the hot search page for readers to quickly vote for their favorite novels.

Readers who are reading novels can receive a scrolling reminder from the website, "The competition is about to end in sixty seconds. If readers who have not voted yet vote quickly, the voting window will be fully closed after sixty seconds."

A series of operations by the Federation of Literary and Art Circles made the already tense atmosphere even more tense.

Readers who were originally waiting for the result stopped reading and stayed in front of the screen to watch the countdown and wait for the author's name to be announced and the push website. Because the book can be read later, but the excitement of seeing the name of the author of the novel that he likes is just for a moment. If it is

If you only know it from other people's mouths or by reading hot searches, what does it mean?

Liu Jiao is one of the readers.

Two big eyes were fixed on the screen, waiting for the countdown to end and see the writer's name.

"Are you out?" Qian Yu walked past her office, stood at the door and stretched his head in to ask.

Liu Jiao stared at the screen intently. Although she was talking to Qian Yu, her eyes did not leave the computer screen.

Everyone at Yuedu Magazine was also gathered in groups in front of computer screens.

In fact, everyone who reads magazines knows that the first author of "Inuyasha" is Aimang, but they just want to wait in front of the computer to feel the exciting moment of revealing the answer, and then proudly send messages to their classmates and friends who work on other websites to tell them how happy it is.

Reading is also full of talented people, and all the previous doubts about them have been answered.

Menglai Literature Website.

"Are you out? Do you know who the author of "Inuyasha" is?"

"Stop talking, there are still a few seconds left."

5,4,3,2,1.

When the countdown ends, a row of words appears below the titles of all entries, including recommended websites and the author's pen name.

"Aimang! It is the lovemang that is pleasant to read."

Du Chen stood up suddenly, and his chair was pushed back directly by the reaction force.

"How could it be Yue Du?"

Du Chen guessed that they were new writers from other new websites. Sometimes the creativity of new people should not be underestimated. Such writers should be recruited. After all, Menglai is the best in the field of new online novels.

But he never expected that it would be a work selected by Yuedu.

He just thought he would be laughed at by his colleagues, so he deliberately turned off his mobile phone. It seems that he will not be able to answer calls in the past few days.

Because not only did Menglai Literature lose face by not winning the first place, but it also lost to traditional literature websites. Now it’s really a loss of face.

"Aimang is the author of "Slam Dunk" and has written many records and short stories before." Li Qi said.

Du Chen suddenly remembered Aimang's name and his heart sank.

When the competition of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles was just announced, his confidence exploded as soon as he saw the age limit for voting readers. He didn’t think carefully about the writers in the magazine, and just took it for granted that they would definitely be inferior to Ying Menglai in literature. But he

But I forgot about Aimang who could write "Slam Dunk".

Du Chen silently pulled up his chair and sat down.

It wouldn't be surprising if it was Aimang who could write "Slam Dunk".

But it’s time to dig.

"Li Qi, go find Aimang's contact information and have a good talk with him. We can give him the same treatment that Yue Du can give, and it will be better than what Yue Du can give." Du Chen said.

Li Qi happily ran out of the office after receiving the assignment.

The editor-in-chief gave him the task of poaching people. The meaning is obvious. If he can poach people, Aimang will be the writer of their group. From now on, all achievements of Aimang will be counted as the achievements of their group. This is of course a big deal.

To do a good job, of course, we must first dig out Aimang.

...

Love is on fire.

"It's actually Aimang!"

"I didn't expect it. I never expected it. My imagination was limited by the words "traditional website". Aimang is really amazing."

"It's not surprising that he can write "Slam Dunk" and "Inuyasha"."

Originally, most of the people interacting online were young people. This time, readers under the age of three or five voted, and they were all waiting for the results online. Originally, many people thought that the author of "Inuyasha" would be Eogami, after all, he is on the Internet.

He has a high status in the literary world, but when the extra row of characters under the title of "Inuyasha" clearly says "Reading Magazine Aimang".

Although everyone said they didn't expect it, no one was shocked, because everyone really just didn't expect it, but they had to admit that Aimang had the ability to write "Inuyasha".

...

"Aimang, it's actually Aimang." Liu Jiao shouted, her voice was so loud that it echoed in the corridor.

Qian Yu heard the voice next door and came over and said calmly, "I should have thought of Aimang earlier. It's not surprising that he could write "Inuyasha"."

Liu Jiao still remembered that Lin Yu agreed to invest in the comic adaptation of "InuYasha" and hurried to Lin Yu's office.

"Mr. Lin, the results of the competition are out. It turns out that the author of "Inuyasha" is Aimang from Yuedu Magazine. Can I contact Yuedu Magazine now?" Liu Jiao said excitedly.

Ou Xiaojuan was stunned for a moment and looked at Lin Yu with incredible eyes.

Because Ou Xiaojuan is the only one who knows that Lin Yu is Aimang, but she is tight-lipped. Unless Lin Yu takes the initiative to tell everyone, she will not say it.

Lin Yu said calmly, "Okay, go ahead and do it."

Liu Jiao ran out to make a phone call.

He ran back after a while.

"President Gao said that he could help us ask Aimang, because the copyrights of Aimang's books are in his own hands, and Yuedu Magazine can only help spread the word but cannot make the final decision, but he felt that Aimang has already cooperated with our company so much.

It’s happened once, and I probably won’t refuse this time.” Liu Jiao stated enthusiastically, and then added, “President Gao will call me back in a while, let’s wait for a while.”

Liu Jiao was going to sit in Lin Yu's office and wait for the call.

Just as she sat down, Lin Yu's cell phone rang.

Lin Yu answered the phone.

Liu Jiao didn't know who called Lin Yu. The boss answered the phone. She was not qualified to know who it was, but Lin Yu was sitting opposite her and the phone was placed on the table. The moment the phone was picked up, she seemed to see

The name on the screen is Gao Xiang.

Maybe it’s because they have the same name, and the name Gao Xiang isn’t very special.

Ou Xiaojuan also saw it and said nothing.

"Yes, I know. You can sell it, no problem." Lin Yu said a few words briefly and hung up the phone.

Liu Jiao was thinking about Gao Xiang, who had the same name, when her cell phone rang.

She was stunned for a moment and quickly answered the phone.

"I just called Aimang. He said he knew about you and agreed to sell you the copyright, both for comics and animation." Gao Xiang said in a good mood.

Liu Jiao looked at Lin Yu with incredible eyes.

If the name just now was just a coincidence, the two phone calls now are too obvious.

But Liu Jiao still wondered whether there was a one in ten thousand chance that she was overthinking.

"Mr. Lin, Aimang is..."

Lin Yu didn't want to hide the people in the company, so he nodded slightly, "It's me."

Just as Liu Jiao opened her mouth in shock, Lin Yu's cell phone rang again.

This time it's an unknown number.

Lin Yu answered the phone.

"I'm Aimang, I won't go...don't think about it. I don't know, there's nothing to talk about." Then he hung up the phone decisively.
Chapter completed!