Xu Qinghe has been a book editor for six years.
She is used to writing notes on stories.
The logic is illogical, the emotions are distorted, and the character motivations are insufficient.
As time passed, she even looked at people as if they were reviewing manuscripts.
The first time she met Li Ran, she rejected his adaptation plan in front of the entire project team.
"The relationship between the characters is too contrived."
"Emotional push doesn't work."
"The audience won't buy it."
The conference room was quiet for a few seconds.
The man sitting opposite didn't refute, he just lowered his head and recorded every word she said.
Xu Qinghe found out later.
This seemingly gentle and steady man is a notoriously difficult producer in the industry.
She is also the only person who will carefully read every page of her evaluation report.
They met again and again because of the same project.
From argument to cooperation, from mutual indifference to tacit understanding.
Xu Qinghe slowly discovered that Li Ran was not as smooth as he seemed.
And Li Ran also discovered that the woman who could always find problems in others was so harsh on him that she was almost cruel.
They all make a living from stories.
One is responsible for judging whether the story is worthy of being seen.
One is responsible for making the story seen by more people.
After seeing too many other people's endings, they discovered——
It turns out that what really makes people helpless is never the story.
Yes.
Later a new book was published.
Xu Qinghe opened the first page of the sample book.
There was a note tucked inside.
The handwriting is steady and powerful.
"Editor Xu."
"This is the best story I've ever seen."
"And I wanted to be a part of the rest of its life."
Purpose: After constantly reviewing and revising other people's stories, learn to accept your imperfect self and bravely write your own life