Immortal Bird Literature Society.
A bespectacled young man was staring at the computer in front of him with all his attention, his hands typing on the keyboard.
On the computer screen was the currently popular game, Toxic Milk Powder. The young man's character was the Sword Saint.
At this moment, the young man's mind was filled with shadowless thoughts, but reality was very real. The last humanoid monster's health bar was reduced to zero, and the blue sky and white clouds scattered on the ground.
" Little He has a delivery." The voice of the security guard came from the first floor.
"Oh, I'll be right there."
Xiao He replied to the guard and got up to go downstairs.
Today was the last day of his review. He glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that there was still half an hour before he got off work.
Forget it. Sigh, since it's not time yet, let's finish the interrogation.
To be honest, after reviewing the drafts for a few days, Little He was about to vomit.
With this thought in mind, Xiao He went downstairs and took the manuscript upstairs.
He returned to his desk and opened the document.
Five centimeters per second?
Author: flashy but not practical
This pen name was probably a new author.
And what kind of theme was this? Looking at the title and pen name, Xiao He, he didn't have any hope for the novel in his hand. However, he was prepared to read it quickly before speaking.
Volume One, Cherry Blossom Script
Mingli: Hey, you know what? It was said that the speed was five centimeters per second.
Guishu: Hmm, what…
[Insight: The speed at which cherry blossom petals fall.]
[Mingli: The speed is five centimeters per second…]
...
However, Little He was completely immersed in it when he saw it.
The first time. the second time
Just as Little He was about to watch it for the third time.
"Xiao He, you're still working?"
"Ah ~"
The voice of the old man outside the door made Little He react. Outside the window, it was already a world of bright yellow lights.
Xiao He glanced at the clock hanging in the office. It was 9:30 pm. It turned out that he had unknowingly spent more than three hours!
This book would definitely become a god!
Little He's face was flushed red. This was a sign of extreme excitement.
The speed of five centimeters per second wasn't anything fancy. It was just close to realism, which made the readers feel more immersive. Little He had known about it since he could make a bookworm like him sink into oblivion for three hours.
The flashy teacher's writing style was even more exquisite. Little He had never seen such exquisite writing style again except for the two gods in the industry.
"Sir, you can lock the door now. I'm staying in the company today."
Young man, don't stay up late ~"
"Yes, yes ~ Grandpa!"
Xiao He replied as he turned on his computer and started to log in to the manuscript. Yes, he was not going home today! He had to work overtime to log the divine book in his hand into the website.
The guard glanced at Xiao He who was working overtime and sighed. He knew that the young man wouldn't listen to him no matter what he said.
The next day, the newcomer award ceremony would start at eight o'clock sharp.
Xiao He, who had been working overtime until midnight, fell asleep in his office. The first editor to come to work in the morning saw that the chief editor was asleep and did not disturb him. He just helped close the office door and began his day's work.
Xiao He slept until midnight. His stomach was protesting.
He looked at the time. It was already noon.
Ignoring his stomach's protest, Little He turned on the computer. He couldn't wait to see how his speed of five centimeters per second was.
After the computer was turned on, he logged into the Immortal Bird website.
As he expected, on the Newcomer Awards leaderboard, 5cm/s occupied the first place with more than 1.2 million views. The second place only had a little over 500,000 views!
It was almost certain that 5cm/s would be the uncrowned winner of this season's rookie award!
"Dong dong ~ Dong dong ~"
At this moment, the landline on the desk rang. Xiao He picked up the phone.
"Hey ~"
"Okay, I'll arrange it now."
"Alright," she said.
"Alright, goodbye, editor-in-chief ~"
His judgment was right. The chief editor of the headquarters had just personally given Little He the order to sign the flashy teacher as soon as possible. It was obvious that the headquarters valued the flashy teacher to a very high degree.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。