Hu Zai frowned.
"It's not bad, the performance is pretty good, it should get a little popular for a while. However, this author's novels have a strong sense of disjointedness, I only read the beginning and didn't continue..."
"No way, I saw the backend performance looked outstanding!"
The other editor seemed puzzled.
"It's true," Hu Zai sighed helplessly:
"There are quite a few typos, which is one thing, but the problem is the author is too lazy to fix them even when readers point them out. And the main thing is, no matter how well the plot is written, how captivating it is, as soon as he pushes female characters, it's a complete blunder and looks terrible."
In all the years Hu Zai had been an editor, he had never seen such a split-personality style and could only sigh at the moment: "Ah well, overall the flaws don't overshadow the merits, let's hope there are good results to show for it—by the way, have you read 'Lingxiao'?"
"Where's the time..."
