Chapter 57 Brothers and sisters are hard to give up
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"Buddha is the Way" has achieved the hegemony of the hundred leagues since the second day after it was put on the shelves, which has naturally attracted the attention and amazement of many people.
There are countless authors who are envious, especially many newcomers.
They are also newcomers, why are they so awesome? Not to mention that the first order broke 53,000 within 24 hours of being put on the shelves, and the monthly ticket list also directly topped the list, and even Baimeng hegemony has ......
But he has been hitting the street, and he can't even pass the threshold of signing a contract, and the gap is a little bigger.
Many newcomer authors thought so, and their hearts were depressed and envious. There are also some narrow-minded people who are jealous of Ning Mo.
I slandered that Ning Mo must be lucky, he has a good relationship with the editor, and he can have such a result with more recommendations, if he can also sign a contract, he can have so many recommendations, he will definitely be able to become a god, and he is even more awesome than Ning Mo!
Most of these people are high-eyed, and at the same time have laziness, lack of patience and hard work, and will only complain about the heavens, complain about this injustice, that injustice, and shout all day long that the editors of the website are not level, do not know his masterpieces, and even do not sign his books.
Or he is arrogant, pointing to other people's books with disdain and saying that it is a garbage Xiaobaiwen, which is far worse than his 'masterpiece'.
I also like to call that readers are elementary school students.,No level.,I like Xiaobaiwen.,What's the other thing that doesn't write Xiaobaiwen, there's no way out?,I never knew how to think about what I wrote is actually bullshit.。
The level that is not half a hook is still there to pretend to be style.,I like to show off rhetoric.,Very simple things are deliberately trying to make things foggy.,And blame the reader for not being able to understand their masterpieces.。
It is said that it is written by Wenqing, but in fact, the level is not enough, and Wenqing can't write the style and charm of Wenqing, which can not catch mainstream readers, and can't catch readers who like Wenqing.
If they hit the street, they will only blame the readers for not having the level and not appreciating it, blaming the editors for not having a vision, not signing their divine books, signing some small white texts, and not giving their gods a strong recommendation, so that they can't become gods.
In short, it's the world's fault, and they're all right.
There are not a few new authors who have this mentality, but they can only complain that usually the books they write have not been able to last more than one million words.
The blows loudly, and there is a momentum of crushing and killing a great god in seconds, but as the most basic one of online writing, that is, insisting on updating code words every day, they can't do it!
It's no wonder that they are always opening new books, uploading them, and then trying to find editors to read them, trying to sign a contract, and then they can't sign a contract, they hit the street, the eunuchs drop, and after a while, they continue to open another 'divine book' that they think they think, and then continue to do so in a cycle......
In the blink of an eye, it was September 3rd, and the school was about to start, so Ning Mo had to start packing his luggage and preparing to leave home and take the train to the provincial capital to study.
"Xiao Mo, bring a few more winter clothes, and remember to bring a scarf, so as not to freeze when it's cold. And bring all these food that your mother prepared for you, so that you don't have to go hungry on the train later......"
Wang Liping took some pastries and fruits she had just wrapped for Ning Mo and told Ning Mo. After all, this is the first time that Ning Mo has left home to study in other places, and Wang Liping will inevitably be a little worried in her heart.
The younger sister Song Zhixuan also stood on the side, holding Ning Mo's hand with a reluctant face, "Brother, you went to the provincial city to study, remember to think about me, and remember to call me at least every week." When you're on vacation, be sure to come back and see me. ”
Ning Mo looked at his mother and little sister and nodded vigorously, "Mom, don't worry, I will take care of myself." ”
After speaking, he said to Song Zhixuan, who was holding his hand: "Little sister, you will start school in two days, remember to study hard, and if my brother is free, I will call you or come back to see you." ”
"Brother, I'll miss you very much. ”
Song Zhixuan raised her head and looked at Ning Mo with a blank look, there was already a little tear in her eyes, and it could be seen that she was indeed very reluctant to Ning Mo.
Ning Mo raised his hand and hugged her, patted her on the back of the head, then took out a bank card from his pocket, and then handed it to his mother Wang Liping, and said, "Mom, there are 30,000 yuan in this card, you take it, the password is my little sister's birthday......"
Hearing Ning Mo's words, Wang Liping immediately stuffed the bank card back into Ning Mo's hand and said, "You kid, you have this money by yourself, you are studying outside, there is always a time when you have to use the money, and you have to pay tuition or something." With your mother at home, you don't have to worry. ”
Although Wang Liping knew that Ning Mo was writing novels and making a lot of money, she didn't know the specific situation.
"Mom, you can take the money. I still have more than 10,000 yuan here, which is enough for me to pay for my tuition and expenses in the recent period. In two days, I will have money in my account again, so you can rest assured!"
Speaking of this, Ning Mo glanced at Song Zhixuan, who was sticking to him, and said, "This little sister also knows that in two days, it is estimated that I will have an income of tens of thousands, which is enough for my expenses." ”
Song Zhixuan also nodded hurriedly and said, "Mom, what my brother said is right. You don't know, the book written by my brother went on sale on the website the day before yesterday, and the results are good. Also, my brother wrote two songs before, and the two of us recorded them and uploaded them to the Internet for paid downloads, and there were a lot of downloads. ”
"My brother said that at most next month, we will be able to pay off all the money we owe in the family......
Song Zhixuan broke out all these things one by one. Wang Liping originally only heard Ning Mo talk about writing novels, but Ning Mo didn't mention that he still had to write songs.
Hearing Song Zhixuan say it now, she suddenly felt a little dizzy, her eyes involuntarily widened, she looked at Ning Mo in surprise, and said, "What's the matter, Xiao Mo, you still wrote your own song?"
Ning Mo said: "Well, I wrote two songs, and the number of downloads is really good." So, Mom, you can rest assured, if nothing happens, next month may really be like what my little sister said, you can pay off all our debts......"
Hearing Ning Mo's words, Wang Liping couldn't help but take a light breath.
looked at Ning Mo again, and couldn't help but have a look of relief on his face, and said with a slight sigh: "It seems that our Xiaomo has really grown up, and he can already share his mother's worries." Okay, yes......"
"Mom, it's almost time, I have to catch a car. Ning Mo looked up at the wall clock on the wall and spoke.
Wang Liping couldn't help but glance at the wall clock when she heard this, and then said, "Okay, then mom will send you to the station." Then you will take the train to the provincial capital by yourself, and your stepmother will not be around, so you have to remember to take care of yourself. If there's anything going on, call Mom, you know?"
"Oh, Mom, I know!" replied Ning Mo.
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