The night was growing deep.
"On the importance of keyboards..."
Looking at the manuscript pages filled with crooked, chicken-scratch handwriting, Fang Qiu sighed faintly.
If she were using a keyboard, she would have written nearly ten thousand words by now. The efficiency would have been more than double, and what's more, the handwriting wouldn't be an issue...
Forget it, let's rest for a bit.
"Ngh."
Fang Qiu stood up and stretched lazily. Feeling the relief wash over her body, she let out a satisfied sound.
She walked to the window and looked at the scenery outside.
She might be poor, but the house she rented was, at the very least, a sea-view room.
The night view was truly beautiful.
A cool breeze brushed against the waves, and the waves reflected the moonlight.
With this scenery and this location, back in her previous life, this would be worth at least a thousand a night.
Hmm...
Actually, she hadn't really been to such places in her previous life, so she wasn't clear on the specific prices.
But the price shouldn't be too far off.
"So cold."
After admiring the sea view for a while, the sea breeze chilled Fang Qiu to the bone.
Fang Qiu couldn't help but let out another faint sigh.
At this moment, she found herself thinking that it would be nice if she had a Pyro Vision; then she could warm herself up.
Thinking this, she looked down at the Vision at her waist.
Huh?
Fang Qiu froze.
She didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she felt that her Vision seemed to have become a tiny bit stronger.
Although the degree of this strengthening was almost negligible—completely undetectable to the naked eye.
But as the owner of this Vision, she could clearly feel that her power was a smidgen stronger than before.
"What on earth is going on?"
Fang Qiu furrowed her delicate brows. After pondering for a long while, she came to a rough conclusion.
Her Vision's power might be linked to her novel.
After all, since she transmigrated, she had only done a few things.
She went to Wanmin Restaurant with Hu Tao to eat Xiangling's cooking, wrote a novel, and ran to the editorial department.
It couldn't possibly be that eating and running enhanced the power of her Vision, right?
However, the specifics of the situation remained to be verified.
Fang Qiu glanced at the manuscript on the desk and fell into deep contemplation. Finally, she gritted her teeth, washed up, and lay down on the bed.
She couldn't stay up any longer.
Her sickly body wouldn't be able to handle staying up late again.
Sleep to stay alive.
...
In a flash, a week passed.
Liyue Publishing House, inside the office.
Bai Qing put down the manuscript in her hands, cast her gaze out the window, and sighed faintly.
Outside, it was a bright and sunny day.
The Glaze Lilies in the grass swayed lazily in the wind.
"I wonder how Fang Qiu is getting on with her writing."
Bai Qing frowned slightly.
Ever since reading Fang Qiu's novel, she found other novels—even the bestsellers—to be somewhat flavorless.
Even though she had notified Fang Qiu the very next day that the draft was approved and that she was looking forward to the subsequent works.
It had been a week, yet there was no movement from Fang Qiu at all.
Melancholy.
Moreover, today was the day for issuing manuscript fees.
Isn't she in a hurry?
Just as she was wondering if she should pay a visit to see if Fang Qiu had encountered some kind of writer's block, a knock sounded at the office door.
A white-haired woman was standing quietly at the door, looking as fragile as the Glaze Lilies outside the window.
"It's Fang Qiu."
The editors present recognized Fang Qiu one after another.
After all, she was a famous "flower vase" author.
However, this appearance was indeed too beautiful.
But just as they were marveling at Fang Qiu's beauty, they suddenly noticed that Fang Qiu was holding a thick stack of manuscripts in her arms.
Hiss...
Quite a few editors gasped in unison.
Today's manuscript was exceptionally thick...
They had all read Fang Qiu's novels before. It could be said that, aside from the good handwriting, there wasn't a single redeeming quality.
Reading through such a thick stack of manuscripts would be sheer torture!
Thinking of this, they couldn't help but cast sympathetic glances at Bai Qing. To correct the typos and grammatical errors in such a thick stack would probably take two or three days...
Thinking of this, aside from sympathizing with their junior Bai Qing, they couldn't help but feel somewhat fortunate.
It was a good thing they weren't responsible for Fang Qiu and Xingqiu, otherwise, this job would be impossible.
Just as they thought Bai Qing's expression would turn ugly, Bai Qing's eyes lit up, especially when she saw the thick stack of manuscripts in Fang Qiu's arms.
"Miss Fang Qiu, good afternoon."
Bai Qing stood up directly to welcome her.
"Good afternoon, Editor Bai Qing."
Fang Qiu smiled faintly and took a small step back.
"Is this your manuscript?"
Bai Qing didn't mind Fang Qiu's retreat but asked straight to the point.
"Yes, the remaining manuscripts are all here."
Fang Qiu nodded and said.
"Mm, I will finish reading it as soon as possible. Let's meet up somewhere tomorrow to discuss the specific details regarding this book."
Bai Qing took the manuscript and said.
"No problem."
Fang Qiu nodded.
She wasn't writing a long serialized novel, so the process was to finish writing everything, have the editor review it, and finally negotiate the manuscript fee.
After chatting for a few sentences, they settled on Heyu Tea House as the location.
"Um, Miss Fang Qiu, do you have any other business?"
Seeing that Fang Qiu was still standing there somewhat awkwardly after the meeting place had been decided, Bai Qing couldn't help but ask.
"Er... um, Editor Bai Qing, my manuscript fee from last month..."
Fang Qiu said somewhat awkwardly.
"Oh, oh, oh, look at my memory, I almost forgot."
Saying that, Bai Qing quickly walked back to her desk, took out a bag of Mora from the drawer, handed it to Fang Qiu, and said, "I've already withdrawn the Mora for you. It's two thousand Mora in total, please count it."
"Thank you, Editor Bai Qing. I'll let you get back to work then, I won't disturb you."
Taking the Mora, Fang Qiu gave a polite smile, and after speaking, she walked quickly out of the office.
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