Of course he wasn't sure, but how could he know it was impossible if he didn't try?
During this period, Ningxia was busy with the monthly exams and only updated 6,000 words at most every day. Even if he had some drafts saved, there were not many.
Ningxia hesitated for a moment and decided to listen to the editor. After all, professional matters should be discussed with professionals.
Although Ningxia has never written an online article, he still knows that more chapters are needed before the article is put on the shelves. After all, one has never eaten pork, but he has seen pigs run.
[Be a Landlady]: "You tell me how much to update. I've sent you all the saved drafts."
[Jam Bun]: “…”
How big is this kid's ambition? Put it on the shelves. Can't you focus on making money?
If my sister suddenly found out that her novel was going to be published and make money, she would be so excited that she wouldn't be able to sleep for several days.
Whose child is this? He doesn't behave like a child at all. He is even calmer than this old fox.
Want to update more? I don’t have many drafts saved.
Moreover, if all the manuscripts are published at once, what will happen when they are put on the shelves?
What if this ancestor suddenly has something to do and can’t come later, then the update will be discontinued!
This guy is a senior high school student who is about to take the college entrance examination. It would be strange if Zhuang Yuan could be at ease.
But Zhuang Yuan felt a little unwilling to not give it a try.
Back to the topic.
[Jam Bun]: "Before the release, you need to write a thank you note in advance to inform readers. Also, it's best to update in the morning of the release day."
In the morning? If I skipped the morning self-study class, Old Zhou would be mad.
And what about the comments on the release of the product? If they are not sour, Ningxia will be in trouble.
[Being a Landlady]: "I have classes in the morning and really don't have time. If that doesn't work, I'll try to find time to update during lunch."
What Ningxia said was just short of typing the words "I am such a Buddhist" in the chat box.
Zhuang Yuan didn’t understand what Buddhism meant, but he understood what Ningxia meant.
Zhuang Yuan took a deep breath. He was not an editor, he was just a nanny.
But then I thought about how exhausted I was in my senior year of high school, and my anger immediately subsided.
Yes, it’s understandable since high school students are so busy with their studies.
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