While waiting for repairers, Wu Tong was angry in the office.

The paper god has signed a contract!

And the results are beyond imagination, tens of millions of big alliance leaders directly swipe the screen on the website, and a bunch of local tyrants have at least hundreds of 100,000 rewards, just this day's income makes her envious.

But she didn't have any admiration at all, even if she could get a fairly generous bonus because of the salary, she didn't have the slightest gratitude for the salary.

When she thought of Meng's undisciplined behavior, she was unhappy for a while, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

"The revenge of flirting, he will avenge it every day!" Wu Tong waved his pink fist fiercely, and a trace of cute ferocity flashed on his delicate face. patting his cheek, Wu Tong devoted himself to today's work.

However, the dedication only lasted for a moment.

The resentment in her heart really made her unable to swallow that breath. The so-called women and villains are difficult to raise, which may be discriminatory, but it is not unreasonable.

The woman was careful, it was quite scary.

With emotion, she did her review work quickly - most of the author's essays were passed by her stricter than usual eyes.

After passing more than a dozen books in a row, Wu Tong became irritable.

It's so ugly, it's completely incomparable with the paper god, exterminating the race, destroying the ancestors, revenge, revenge, revenge, adventure, how come it's all such a routine, no innovation at all?

Isn't there a novel that can surpass the paper god? There is no author who can be better than the damned king of salted fish?

Wu Tong was on the verge of exploding, and suddenly, the whole person seemed to have swallowed a big mouthful of smoothie, which was cold into his throat, and his whole body trembled, followed by Jushuang!

What book is this?

Douluo Continent?

Martial soul, soul power?

This...... This...... This is a novel with a new genre, a new system, and a new setting?

Same as the paper gods?

Wu Tong's heart was beating faster and his cheeks were hot.

Finally have a book to compete with the paper gods?

Must sign!

When the contract is signed, we must let this model Tang Sanshao's recommendation be above that guy, just one more, just on it, press him, and kill the king of salted fish!

If Wu Tong's childish revenge psychology is known to Meng Xin, he will definitely sigh once again at the simplicity of the hearts of people in this world.

If Nima Zhang Ye is in this world, the plot cliff will not be able to unfold, because no one will scold him at all2333.

With a hint of excitement, Wu Tong gave this model Tang San a short signing station. She believes that her vision and the plot of this book are inevitable, and it is inevitable that it will become popular in the future, and it is even possible to surpass the paper god.

Wu Tong et al.

After a while, her picking was added, and it was the model Tang Sanshao.

Wu Tong looked excited, she was ready to be a contracted editor and did all the work of Yiyi by the way.

"Hello editor, can I sign a contract for this book?" San Shao sent a sincere and frightened expression.

Wu Tong smiled. That's right, the author faces the editor, not to say how respectful he is, but he can't be teased. That's so undisciplined!

"Look at people, look at you again, stinky salted fish, I recommend putting you at the bottom in the future, let everyone step on your head, hum!" Wu Tong replied with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Of course, your book is so good, it's not bad compared to that paper god who is in the limelight, as long as you sign a contract, you will be the future emperor writer!"

Wu Tong said that she was excited, but she didn't lie. If Douluo Continent maintained this level and continued to write, Tang Sanshao's success was inevitable.

However, what Wu Tong doesn't know is that this so-called three young people is actually the king of salted fish she hates the most - Mengxin!

Meng Xin looked at the familiar name on it, and the corners of his mouth curled. It's time to drop a wave of discipline!

This Wu Tong is a high-quality object who has a lot of resentment towards him, and he must tease him from time to time, otherwise it will be wasted.

"But I feel like my writing is rubbish.,The setting is casually thought.,The character design and the plot are also thought about casually.,I've heard that people write books with outlines and outlines.,But I don't have anything.,Can the things written look good?" Meng Xin was pulling calves there, while dropping the festival value.

Wu Tong felt dumbfounded.

This Tang Sanshao, what did you just say?

Is he too modest?

Yes, it must be too modest!

Wu Tong made excuses for himself, but the expression on his face was quite weird. She always felt like something was going to happen, and it was a bad premonition.

"Is that so? I see, thank you for the editor's encouragement, I will definitely work hard to write!" Meng Xin sent a struggle expression.

Wu Tong smiled. This kind of cheering and uplifting thing is really cool to do, especially the sense of accomplishment of watching a superstar writer with super potential who may fall because of blind lack of confidence regain his confidence and will definitely step into the top under his own words!

At that moment, all the negative emotions on Wu Tong's body were swept away, as if he would no longer be angry even if he heard the King of Salted Fish.

"Ah, editor, I have a very important question in mind!" Meng Xin typed with a wicked smile.

Wu Tong's cheeks twitched.

"I don't have enough manuscripts, only one million words, how can those powerful authors compare!TOT......"

Wu Tong raised his eyebrows. A hundred chapters are saved? That's a lot, it's super powerful?

Wu Tong became excited, but the next moment, she finally saw ten thousand behind a hundred.

A million words!

A million words of manuscript, I believe in your evil!

How many books are less than a million words at all, and your book is a million words just by saving the manuscript, so you don't let people live?

Who's the big guy, hey!

Wu Tong's face finally changed.

Sure enough, the hunch was right, this Tang San Shao cliff was playing with her.

The festival library library is straight down!

It's so cool that I can't do it. However, a million words in the mouth have been exchanged for nearly a thousand festival values, which is simply ah, a pure empty glove white wolf!

What could be more cost-effective?

If there is, it must have fallen from Wu Tong!

Meng Xin is almost crazy with laughter.

The doorbell rang suddenly, presumably a maintenance worker.

"So fast?" Meng Xin went to open the door, picking at the other end, Wu Tong happened to send a document, which was a signing document.

Meng Xinfei beats: "Inside, the editor is big, aren't you the editor-in-charge, and do you also have a part-time contract editor? Do you have a double salary? How do you rest on holidays? Are you the editor-in-charge in the morning, sign a contract in the afternoon, or is it the other way around?"

"Editor, you are so great, you love literature so much, you actually hold two positions, so dedicated, I admire it a lot!"

"I've decided, I'm going to learn from you, I'm not going to be an author, I'm going to be an editor, I'm going to be a eunuch!"

System: Wu Tong's brain hurts, and your temperance value is -501