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Only five minutes after the call, Wang Xiaofan received a text message from Su Yi.

"The contract has been submitted, please pay attention to check. ”

Wang Xiaofan patted Wang Dong on the shoulder and said, "It's done, let's go up and take a look." ”

Wang Dong smiled helplessly and said, "Brother, you don't need to tease me like this, right? I have 400,000 words, and I have been rejected seven or eight times, you can get it with one phone call? Then the signing of the Qiuqiu Chinese Network is too worthless, right?"

"If you go up and take a look, you'll know. Wang Xiaofan said calmly.

Seeing his cousin's determined appearance, Wang Dong couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.

Don't...... Is what my cousin said true?

He really has a phone call, so he can make himself a big energy who can sign a contract on the street?

The heart was beating very hard, Wang Dong's hand was a little trembling and he entered his Qiuqiu account on the computer, as soon as he entered the author's interface, Wang Dong only felt that his brain was booming!

Sure enough, an unread short letter popped up on the author's interface!

"Goodong" swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his right hand, trembling with excitement, clicked on the short.

"Hello, your work "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" has reached the signing standard, please add responsibility to edit Qiuqiu 458XXXXXX, and the verification message is the name of your work and the name of the author. ”

"Really signed a contract!!! Wang Dong was a little overwhelmed with excitement.

The joy was beyond words, Wang Dong looked at his cousin, and the admiration in his heart became even stronger.

After a phone call, I signed a contract within five minutes after being rejected seven or eight times for 400,000 words, which is unbelievable!

"Brother, you are too powerful!" Wang Dong held back for a long time before he could say such a sentence.

Wang Xiaofan didn't react much, and still looked calm.

"Isn't it just to sign a contract? Look at you, if you go to the Sishui Pavilion to recommend and push the main station Dafeng in the future, then you won't be happy to die!" Wang Xiaofan said.

"Hey, I'm content to sign a contract, and I don't dare to hope for Sishui Pavilion and the main station Dafeng. By the way, brother, how did you make me sign a contract with a phone call? As far as I know, the signing mechanism of Qiuqiu Chinese Network is very strict, even if you are the number one god in the online literature industry, you don't have this ability, right?" Wang Dong asked.

Qiuqiu Chinese Network is opened by Penguin, the largest technology company in China, which everyone knows.

As a large state-owned enterprise, every contract issued by Penguin must be subject to strict scrutiny.

Although Qiuqiu Chinese Network is a book that everyone can post on it, and even some people proudly hold their unsigned ones to others and say "I have become an author", but if you really want people to recognize the authorship, you also need the signing contract issued by Qiuqiu Chinese Network.

Once the first god of Qiuqiu Chinese Net, now still squatting in prison and not coming out, I also thought about going through the back door to help my relatives get a signed author's identity.

It's a pity that Su Yi didn't even shake him off, and scolded him back.

If you have the ability to sign a contract, it's no problem at all, but if you want to rely on your identity as a god to help your relatives and friends go through the back door, Su Yi naturally can't have a good face.

But Wang Xiaofan's situation is different.

Holding the shares of Qiuqiu Chinese Net, Wang Xiaofan is Su Yi's boss.

The boss said that he signed the contract, can his subordinates still say nothing?

"If I say I'm the largest shareholder of Qiuqiu Chinese.com, do you believe it?" Wang Xiaofan still looked calm, calm, as if he was telling a joke.

Wang Dong looked at his cousin stunned for a long time, and then said with a smile: "Don't tease me, please, my own brother! That's Qiuqiu Chinese Net! The leading boss of the online literature industry! It is the largest online reading base established by Penguin Company with one billion yuan of capital! The annual turnover alone exceeds 1.5 billion yuan." If you are the major shareholder of Qiuqiu Chinese Net, doesn't that mean that the annual dividend alone is hundreds of millions of yuan?"

"That's right, I didn't expect you to be quite knowledgeable!" Wang Xiaofan said with a smile.

"You...... Are you really the major shareholder of Qiuqiu Chinese Network?" After listening to Wang Xiaofan's words, Wang Dong had already begun to believe in his heart.

Yes, unless he is the major shareholder of Qiuqiu Chinese Network, who can command Su Yi, the editor-in-chief of Qiuqiu Chinese Network?

Standing up, Wang Xiaofan jokingly said to Wang Dong in a tone that only cadres have: "Young man, do a good job." Follow your brother and think about becoming a platinum author!"

Wang Dong didn't take Wang Xiaofan's words as a joke at all, nodded fiercely, and agreed.

"Brother, can you help me see what shortcomings I wrote?" Wang Dong said as he looked at Wang Xiaofan with admiration.

The boss of Qiuqiu Chinese Net is actually his cousin!

If you say it, I guess your classmates won't believe it!

"No problem......"

Wang Xiaofan "pointed" Wang Dong in accordance with the writing method of the wonderful plot in the later stage of "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" in the previous life.

Wang Dong was stunned by what his cousin said.

In just ten minutes of guidance, Wang Dong had a feeling of being sudden.

After Wang Xiaofan's guidance, Wang Dong knew that he could still write like this.

Looking at what he wrote before, Wang Dong simply felt that it was a joke, and there was no wonderful plot in it at all.

After digesting Wang Xiaofan's words for a long time, Wang Dong came to his senses.

Sighing, Wang Dong said, "Brother, I have nothing to say to you." Before, my mother said that she would be content with one percent of your strength, and I think that if I have one thousandth of your strength, then I will be satisfied. How did you have such a brain, how could you come up with such a way to write it?"

"Come on, don't compliment me, the college entrance examination will be in a few days, do you have any ideas?" Wang Xiaofan asked.

Hearing this annoying thing, Wang Dong, who was originally happy that he was able to sign the contract, once again had a big head.

"What can you think? Break the jar and break it, I guess I'll be thankful for being able to take three exams this time. Wang Dong said dejectedly.

"Hey, you, when will you grow up?"

"Brother, do you want to help me tutor when you go home this time? There are only a few days left, and I guess even the counseling will have no effect. Wang Dong said.

"What are you tutoring? I'm too lazy to tutor you!" Wang Xiaofan said.

"Then what should I do?" Wang Dong said depressedly.

"What to do, hehe, you don't have to do anything, you just let go and play these days!" Wang Xiaofan smiled mysteriously.

"Huh?!"

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Although the two days of the college entrance examination are not a festival, they are days that affect the hearts of hundreds of millions of people in China.

In the past two days, parents have been even more nervous than their children.

It's to make good food for the child, and to pay attention to let the child rest well, in order to let the child have a good future?

Many children still don't appreciate it, and feel that it is deserved, and it is their parents who owe it.

Wang Xiaofan believes that it is necessary to set up a separate thanksgiving day for parents as they do in Japan, so that children can serve their parents well on this day.

Accompanied Wang Dong to the outside of the school, Wang Xiaofan gave Wang Dong the bottle of potion, and only told him that he must drink two sips before the exam, and said nothing else.

The depressed Wang Dong took the transparent potion and entered the examination room.

The first test was English, which was Wang Dong's biggest headache.

He was born with no phone calls in English, and it took him more than half an hour to memorize words and phrases that others could memorize in a few minutes.

What is the present continuous tense, the past continuous tense, he doesn't understand at all.

This also led to the fact that when he was in high school, Wang Dong was seriously biased, and his enthusiasm for learning English dropped again and again.

Later, I didn't even bother to learn.

I can't learn it anyway, so why learn it?

The scroll came down, and when he looked at the dense foreign text on the scroll like a ghost drawing, Wang Dong's head was as big as a bucket.

"Damn, I won't go abroad in the future, why should I learn English! I still have a score of 150, the same score as Chinese, is my Chinese not as good as a foreign language?" Wang Dong couldn't help but think.

The listening test was about to be held, and Wang Dong immediately became nervous again.

After listening to listening for three years and doing so many sets of college entrance examination questions, Wang Dong really understands the disgusting aspects of English listening.

I can tell you the answer directly, hey, this pair of hearing dog men and women just play around the bend.

You think you choose D, hey, you got shot, but it's actually C.

You think he's going on a date at eight, hey, you forgot to count the time you're late on the road, it's actually a quarter past eight.

For so many years, the listening man and the woman have not succeeded in making an appointment, and you think it won't be successful this year, hey, people just succeeded.

English listening is one word - cheap!

How can there be so many twists and turns when foreigners speak!

It's just that the Chinese people themselves have to come around, and you can do listening questions and you can communicate with foreigners, in fact, it has nothing to do with it.

"English listening is about to begin, please listen carefully. ”

After listening to his cousin's words, Wang Dong, who had been playing happily for several days, was full of guilt.

Nima, if you review it yourself, it's okay, at least you can understand it, but it's been too good to play with your cousin these days, and now it's Mao can't.

"Dun Dun Dun", drank three sips of water that Wang Xiaofan told him to drink, Wang Dong lay on the table and listened carefully.

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As soon as Wang Dong drank the "son" potion, Wang Xiaofan immediately had a sense here.

English is as smooth as speaking a dialect for a man with an intelligent brain.

That kind of English that fools high school students is like a joke to him!

Almost before he could listen to the entire dialogue, Wang Xiaofan had already controlled Wang Dong's hand and transcribed the answer on the paper.

The multiple-choice questions in the back are even simpler for Wang Xiaofan, to the point where he wants to squirt out the questioner.

Nima, why is it so simple!

Even if he doesn't use his brain, Wang Xiaofan can help Wang Dong get a good score in the exam by relying on his own skills, not to mention that he uses his brain!