The majestic rain baptized the river city.

The rain crackled against the glass.

Zhang Junze, who stayed in the room, entered the Qichuang Chinese network, and the number of updated words has reached 40,000.

Serialized for six days.

Favorites 88, click 1020.

Such results are not good, nor are they bad, they can only be said to be average.

The only fortunate thing is that there is no recommendation yet, and when the contract is recommended, the collection and clicks will definitely rise.

But there was still no movement in the background.

This made him very anxious.

The originally clean book review area has been filled with sporadic reviews.

Although it is not much, it has been developing in a good direction.

Tomorrow is Sunday, no classes.

He decided to wait until twelve o'clock to update tomorrow's chapter.

Mute all chats and start typing.

The sound of rain, keyboards, and all kinds of sounds intertwine in the air, forming a beautiful picture.

Tonight is in good shape, and I have written more than 10,000 words.

Half a pack of cigarettes and a pot of tea.

The whole room was filled with smoke, and if it hadn't been for the window opened before, I'm afraid the room would not have been able to sit down.

found that it was already half past twelve, and he uploaded the two chapters he had checked successfully, and went straight to sleep.

Although he didn't feel sleepy now, he still decided to sleep.

After all, if you don't sleep, you will definitely not have the energy tomorrow.

When he fell asleep.

But on the other side of the Internet, there are many night owls, who browse the website leisurely.

Some people work night shifts.

Some people are simply bored and want to find a good novel.

Mickey is definitely a night owl, he's a programmer who has just finished his job because the coffee he drinks is so strong that he can't sleep.

Refresh the latest update, and he quickly saw the update of Breaking the Sky.

Click on the page and find out that it is a new person.

His brows furrowed, he had a problem with this person, he basically didn't read newcomers' books.

The main reason is that the newcomer is not well controlled, and it is easy to finish, unless it is recommended by some friends, he will take a look.

He returned to the bookshelf and found that the few gods he followed had not been updated.

I have the heart to complain, but I can't help it, so I watch it with the attitude of giving it a try.

In less than ten minutes, he was very depressed when he saw that there was no latest update.

When I first saw Xing's head, there was no more.

Add books to the shelves and leave comments.

Mitch: The author is big, the writing is good, straightforward, super-burning, it's just not enough to see, can you update it a little more?

I don't know if it's because of the weekend, so many people have noticed this book.

Just the message broke ten.

Of course, Zhang Junze didn't know anything about these things, and now he is still asleep.

When he woke up, it was noon the next day.

The smell of smoke had cleared in the room, and he headed outside with his fluffy hair on his head.

found that his sister Zhang Siqi was staring at him with a contemptuous look, "Brother, did you go as a thief last night?"

"Why do you ask?"

Zhang Siqi rolled her eyes and said, "It's twelve o'clock now, if you don't go to be a thief, why do you get up so late, don't tell me, you read books late." ”

"Hee-hee, because I don't believe it at all. ”

"Oh, do you believe it or not?" he smiled and said, "What about Dad, Mom?"

"Work is gone, breakfast is on the table, you can eat it as lunch. ”

He was not pretentious, washed up, heated the meal, and began to eat.

But today's little sister is very abnormal, in the past, on the weekend, the little sister definitely can't see the figure, why is she still here today?

"You didn't finish your homework?"

"When I'm done, I have to read. Siqi snorted, "Mom taught me a lesson today, saying that you read late yesterday, I went to bed early, arranged extracurricular homework for me, and if I couldn't finish it, I would be deducted from my pocket money." ”

"Hmph, it's all your fault. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Junze was very helpless.

This is pure lying gun.

"It's just pocket money, and I'll give you half of my pocket money then. ”

"Really?"

Siqi's face was full of joy when she heard this, but she remained skeptical on her face, because she knew her brother too well.

I used to squeeze my pocket money.

"Brother, in that case, do you have to pay me back the five hundred and thirty-two yuan you owe me first? ”

He said with a blank face: "Do I owe you money?"

"I owe, I'm keeping an account, brother, don't think about it. ”

As he spoke, he began to rummage and took out a notebook from his bag, which was densely packed with the date of the borrowed money.

There's even his signature.

He didn't say anything for a long time, pointed at Siqi, his body trembled and said: "Siqi, I treat you as a sister, but you give me a clear account, alas, I am really a failure as a brother." ”

"Well, I certainly haven't woken up yet. ”

"Yes, this is sleepwalking, in my impression, my sister is definitely a good sister who is knowledgeable, loved, loving, and loves her brother the most, how can she ask for money from herself?"

"Hallucinations, absolutely hallucinations. ”

As he spoke, he staggered towards the room.

Zhang Siqi looked at the back of the eldest brother, her eyes widened.

The beautiful cheeks were full of helplessness, and even opened her mouth several times, but she didn't say anything.

If you ask your eldest brother for money, does that mean that you have no love?

Don't know how to read and give gifts?

gritted his teeth, and kept persuading himself in his heart.

Hmph, good you Zhang Junze, this is to repay the debt, and I will never lend you money in the future.

When he entered the Qichuang Chinese network again, he suddenly found that there was an unread message on it, and his spirit was suddenly shocked.

Damn, is it the news of the signing?

The corners of his mouth went up, and a smile appeared, but it quickly froze.

Mickey: Great, the book is very good, I hope to update it more, I can't read it enough.

Dog's day.

Although this is the reader's affirmation of himself, it is not the signing information, and he is still a little disappointed.

When he entered the writers' section, he found that the collection had increased by 12 that night, and now the collection was just over 100.

This made the original disappointment gradually improve.

His brow furrowed, because he found that there were still unread messages hanging in the message bar.

Lit a cigarette with doubts in his eyes.

Didn't you read the news just now?

How could there still be.

He didn't hesitate and clicked on it.

Author Dongcheng Drama Wine Hello, I am the editor Xiaolu, your work "Breaking the Sky", the content is wonderful, meet the signing conditions, if you are interested in signing a contract, please add my penguin account 98xxx22.

Seeing this, he instantly couldn't suppress the joy in his heart.

Log in to your Penguin account and add it.

Although he had signed a contract in his previous life, it was the first time in this life.

Dongcheng Drama Wine: Hello editor, I am the author of Dou Breaking the Sky Dongcheng Drama Wine, and I came to sign the contract.

After a full two minutes, a message came from the other side.

Fawn: Are you an adult?

Dongcheng Drama Wine: Adulthood.

Xiaolu: Well, okay, I'll send you the contract, you fill it out, and then I'll pass it to the proofreader, and if there is no problem, you can print it and mail it.

Soon the contract came, it was a sharing contract, and he read it roughly.

Fill in all the things that should be filled in, and then send it to the editor in charge.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the review was completed on the deer's side.

Xiaolu: Well, yes, print it out, sign it and mail it over, and the contract has a mailing address on it.

The book is not bad, keep up the good work, don't break the update, wait for me to help you get a cover first, so that it can be more attractive to readers.

When Zhang Junze heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly sent a picture of thanks, and then grabbed the USB drive and walked outside.

I don't have a printer at home, so I have to go outside.

Humming a little song, the mood is very good.