Meng Ke: "I feel that I can maintain a super high hand speed and stabilize the update of 10,000 words, so it's not a matter of dragging it, is it going to be dragged until 1 million words and then put it on the shelf?"

Yu Jirui: "I don't want you to feel, I want me to feel, I feel that you can't keep it at all, no one can keep 70,000 words a day." ”

Meng Ke: "Then you just wait for me to beat your back, I think about it, and it will be on the shelves the day after tomorrow." ”

Yu Jirui: "You'll regret it." ”

Meng Ke: "Definitely not, and, if you think about it, the recommended things are actually not in a hurry." The updated word count list is already the first, and the ranking of the new book list is also stable in the top ten, and the collection is almost 100,000 because of the silver reward, and according to the subscription ratio of 10:1, can it also be ordered for the first time to break 10,000?"

Yu Jirui: "Hehe...... What you think is so beautiful, upload it in the first week, put it on the shelves in the first week, and think about the first order to break 10,000, what about dreaming, you also believe in the collection of rewards, and the subscription ratio is 100:1 is good!"

Meng Ke: "Boss, don't curse me, okay? This person's mouth is sometimes very poisonous." ”

Yu Jirui: "This is all self-inflicted, the first order of a thousand stinky brother, you just wait to hit the street, don't bother me anymore, the goddess wants to make up for sleep, refuse to watch!"

Meng Ke: "Hey, don't sleep yet, say yes and then sleep, do you arrange for it to be put on the shelves at zero o'clock or at 12 noon? When will I upload the VIP chapter?"

No reply.

Meng Ke: "This is asleep?

A minute later.

Yu Jirui: "When will it be on the shelves?" Ho ho...... Guess?"

Love to say or not, don't say to pull down, Lao Tzu is a tentacle monster, and the tentacle monster will be stingy with the tens of thousands of words of manuscripts?

The matter on the shelves is finalized, even if there is far water, Meng Ke scratched his scalp, and he has to find some more near thirst, a million, a million, where is there a million!

Bite.

Just as Meng Ke was scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks to find money, a system message suddenly appeared in the background of Zheng Xiaoyu's live broadcast room.

"Congratulations to the anchor gluttonous little fish for winning the audition invitation of the "Trendy Music Competition", please rush to the meeting points in each competition area this Saturday morning with the anonymous invitation code to conduct on-site auditions, make the most trendy music, and endorse millions of dreams, do you dare to come?"

"Anonymous invitation code 9283476XY. ”

Hey?

A million dreams?

What do you mean?

Meng Ke casually searched for "Trend Music Competition" on the Internet, and the organizer is the most popular video platform at the moment, plus the No. 1 Shangxing Satellite TV, which is actually a talent competition. There is no limit to men and women, the champion debuts in a straight line, and the on-site reward is one million, from the audition to the champion night, the schedule is only one month, compact and intensive, but it is very in line with the impetuous entertainment characteristics of this parallel world.

Meng Ke doesn't care much about whether he is a champion or not, and whether he debuts or not, his eyes are just locked on the reward.

A million in cash?

It's pie in the sky.

The income of celebrating more than one year will definitely be much more than one million in the future, but the income from online literature creation is a slow work, and the popularity of new themes and styles also needs to be accumulated slowly, just to say that the income from subscriptions and rewards will not arrive until the 15th of next month at the earliest.

It's too slow.

It's too unstable, because even if it's Meng Ke, he can't be sure how long it will take for Qing Yu Nian to become popular, and how much the first order can rush.

Of course.

Conservative estimates,It's about 3000 of the boutique.,After all, it's only been uploaded for less than a week.,The update is pretty fast.,But I can't help but some readers don't want to calm down and look at it.。

In order to help Meng Dalei and Yang Cuihua fill the pit, Meng Ke could only walk on two legs, one bright and one dark, to ensure that the money would be paid within a month.

If you really let the debt collectors come to the door, then the face of the old Meng family will be lost.

Meng Ke, the big guy who crossed over, should not be the protagonist, abdicate and make way for Xian, he was slapped in the face by the villain, and he is not qualified to be the protagonist again.

Thinking like this, Meng Ke quietly walked to the door of Zheng Xiaoyu's room, knocked on the door, and asked softly: "Xiaoyu'er, an invitation code was sent from the backstage of your live broadcast room, saying that it was for you to participate in a competition, will you go on Saturday morning?" ”

"Well, it's still Saturday......! I didn't go, the big fool went, how comfortable it was to sleep. Zheng Xiaoyu said in a daze, "Can it not be annoying, sleepy, sleepy." ”

Bang.

It should have been the pillow that hit the door.

"Okay, you sleep, I'm available if you don't go, don't say I didn't tell you later." Meng Ke confirmed it again.

"Get out!"

Meng Ke saved the recording of his mobile phone: "Get out, just get out, wait for Lao Tzu to earn back a million, don't cry in front of me." Lao Tzu has been recorded, it's you who are lazy and unwilling to go, I'm helping you deal with the problem. ”

July 15th.

Before six o'clock in the morning, Meng Ke, who had only slept for three hours, was woken up by the alarm clock, no way, today is Saturday, he has to go to the competition for that terrible million.

Ay.

It's worth it.

Crossing the big guy to participate in the draft?

I don't have the face to sit at the same table to eat with the big guys in other novels, Meng Ke is like this, and he deserves to squat behind the corner of the door and gnaw bones.

The stinky brother began to be shameless for money.

Rubbing the red circles under his eyes, Meng Ke patted his cheeks vigorously with cold water, he couldn't fall asleep on the road, and he had to take a dozen stops of buses to the central square.

That's a lot of work.

In order to conserve his strength, Meng Ke took out five eggs, two tomatoes, three ham sausages, and two steamed buns directly from the refrigerator.

The homemade fried steamed buns with eggs and eggs almost woke up Zheng Xiaoyu in a comatose dream.

When I was halfway through eating, my mouth was too dry, and I warmed a glass of pure milk, and I was full of food and drink, and I was finally comfortable.

He left a word for Zheng Xiaoyu with a full burp, and remembered before going out that he didn't know how long this kind of singing audition would last. It is estimated that you have to wait at the scene, you can't waste time, the novel still has to be copied, and you can't stop for a moment.

Add another sentence to the note: "Supplementary message: Xiaoyu'er, borrow your notebook." ”

Meng Ke has already made up his mind that he can't be a creative writer in his conscience, so he should be an invincible and prolific writer and copy all the good works from another world. If you can copy as much as you want, it is not in vain to cross once, and if you raise the level of entertainment in the parallel world to a higher level, you will be regarded as contributing to the world, after all, you are a qualified porter.

Nanchuan at six o'clock, the red sun has not yet climbed over the top of the distant mountains, the sky and clouds are covered with a layer of red mist, the fragrance of fritters at the corner of the street fills half of the street, the early uncle is chattering in the bird cage in his hand, this is a Nanchuan full of fireworks, this is a Nanchuan at six o'clock, this is a world that is about to set sail, because of the arrival of Meng Ke.

The rickety and dilapidated bus drove slowly towards Meng Ke......