Mo Lao sent Meng Zuo a signing letter, and in the afternoon, Meng Zuo printed three copies and handed them over and stamped them.

Meng Zuo is now also considered a quasi-writer's assistant.

Meng Zuo also thought about it, and the first story was to use "The Woodcutter and Hermes".

Meng Zuo took his computer, typed out the story word for word as soon as he got home, and then verified it on the official website of the Children's Writers Association and sent it out.

As soon as he sent it out, Meng Zuo rubbed his hands, his eyes revealed expectation, and opened the official website to check the data.

Sure enough, the official website quickly pushed Meng Zuo's story to the home page, in a fairly good recommendation position, and the cover was also officially customized for Meng Zuo, roughly by a river, the woodcutter was empty-handed, the god was holding three axes, and the two of them seemed to be talking.

Meng Zuo nodded with satisfaction, then clicked in and looked at the data:

The Woodcutter and Hermes

Author: Meng Zuo (Contracted Writer of the Children's Writers Association)

Recommendation: 0

Hits: 0

Collection: 0

Tips: 0

......

Meng Zuo's face instantly drooped.

But he still comforted himself in his heart, after all, this is also normal, if anyone can become a big guy as soon as he publishes a book, then the world will be chaotic.

Meng Zuo looked at his watch, it was past seven o'clock, he touched his stomach again, and after thinking that Ai Qiqi was about to come back, he got up and went to cook.

Ai Qiqi brought back a lot of meat and vegetables yesterday, and today she made a braised pork!

Hehe, a full meal, let her spend so much money on me, I want to eat back!

Meng Zuo thought so beautifully in his heart that he ran to cook.

......

At eight o'clock in the evening, a child lay on the bed, obediently looking at his mother.

"Mom, I still have to listen to the story today. ”

A young mother sat beside the child's bed, and she smiled with motherly love and said peacefully, "Okay, good baby, go to bed obediently after telling the story." ”

"Uh-huh. The child leaned on the pillow, his two little hands pulling the quilt, his eyes full of antiquity.

The young mother flipped through her phone and opened the app of the Children's Writers' Association, and since she had a baby, she has been using this software to tell stories to her children, one a day, to increase the relationship between mother and child.

As usual, when she opened it, it was a well-known children's story written by some famous authors, and she clicked on one at random and began to read.

"Baby, today Mommy is going to tell the story of a wolf and a shepherd boy. ”

Unexpectedly, the child on the bed screamed: "I don't want to listen to this, you have already told this!"

The young mother was stunned, she was busy with work, and she was not very distracted when she read the story at night, and she forgot some stories after telling them, but she didn't expect the child to remember.

She smiled: "Okay, okay, I'll change another one." ”

She then quit the story and returned to the front page to find a story that she was not impressed with.

"Huh?"

There is a work with a strange name, different from other stories, the name of this story seems to be very high-class - "The Woodcutter and Hermes".

Out of curiosity, she clicked in, and found the miserable number of clicks and referral data, so she wanted to quit and find another story.

But she thought about it, she must not have read such miserable data, and this story is on the recommended position, so it should be okay.

"Child, have you heard the story of The Woodcutter and Hermes?"

The little boy blinked, thought about it seriously, and then said to his mother, "No, Mom, is this the story you want to tell today?"

The young mother smiled, it was good that she hadn't heard it, she cleared her throat a little: "That's right, good baby, close your eyes, I'm going to talk about ......"

Two minutes later.

The young mother came out of the room and sat down next to her husband.

"Husband, look at this story. ”

"Children's stories?" the man asked with a smile, "You treat me as your son?"

The woman frowned slightly: "Oh, don't make trouble, you see." ”

The man took the phone and quickly finished reading the story that the woman had shown him, and then he stepped back and looked at the author.

"It's so powerful, it shouldn't be nameless!"

"But Meng Zuo...... I don't think I've really heard of it. ”

Eight o'clock to ten o'clock is the common time to put children to bed, and the same story happens in families all over the country.

Meng Zuo didn't know anything about this, and he was playing tricks with Akiki, who had just returned, complaining that Armani was expensive and unsightly.

......

After eating, Meng Zuo went to the bathroom to take a shower, wiped his body comfortably, and returned to the bedroom humming "Sailor", and his exhaustion was swept away.

Sure enough, food will make people forget their sorrows.

Meng Zuo clicked on the Children's Writers' Association casually, and looked at his own works hanging in the recommendation position, he was in a good mood, and he clicked in to see if there could be more than a dozen clicks.

In the next second, Meng Zuoren was stupid.

The Woodcutter and Hermes

Author: Meng Zuo (Contracted Writer of the Children's Writers Association)

Recommendation: 136

Hits: 4372

Collection: 1256

Tip: 1300 (Children's Coins, the exclusive transaction currency of the Children's Writers' Association, 1 soft girl coin = 100 children's coins)

Meng Zuo rubbed his eyes and told himself that this must be a bug in the system, and then refreshed it, and then:

The Woodcutter and Hermes

Author: Meng Zuo (Contracted Writer of the Children's Writers Association)

Recommendation: 167

Hits: 4893

Collection: 1370

Tip: 1500

Oh my!

Is this thing so popular?

Meng Zuo underestimated the influence of the Children's Writers' Association in this world, in this world, the awareness of copyright is very good, and as a national-level Writers' Association platform, its popularity crushes almost all similar apps, even people who have not downloaded the Children's Writers' Association know its name.

However, being able to reach such a high data in two hours, thanks to the support of Mo Lao behind him, pushed him, a little-known little writer, to the homepage.

That's exciting, isn't it?

Meng Zuo's mind was originally very refreshing, but now he felt a little dizzy, and he looked at the following comments in a daze:

"Which big guy created a new account?

"Ditto!"

"This story is really good, after I finish telling it to the child, the child will listen to it, but unfortunately the author sent this story, it's a pity. ”

"It's so well written, give a reward!"

"Urging!"

"Rush more one!"

“+2！”

"Huh..... Ha ha. Meng Zuo smirked and looked at the screen, lying down as he watched.

Until he closed his eyes and slept, his mouth was still grinning, raising an exaggerated arc of the second fool.

He was asleep, and the data was still increasing, and Xiao Jiu looked at the sleeping Meng Zuo with a doting smile.

"Your path has just begun, and we'...... I'm waiting for you to move forward step by step. ”

The crescent moon fell, and the white moonlight reflected on Meng Zuo's bed, he fell asleep looking at his phone, the phone was still on, and he didn't draw the curtains.

In the room, he slept soundly.

Beside the bed, there was no one.