Zhou Zizhuo walked into the classroom earlier than he remembered, and several people had traces of being destroyed by the snow, but they didn't care, sitting on the seat, Zhou Zizhuo gasped and patted Zhang Yu's shoulder, "Mah, it's really relieving, Lao Xu, this guy was smashed by us, hiding in the office building and not coming out, you really should go with us." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Zhou Zizhuo leaned on the table, looking like it's a pity that you don't go.

"yes, it's fun. I don't know when, Song Jing also came back from outside, her arms were propped up on Zhang Yu's textbook, her chin was supported, her red face was like a burning cloud in the sky, and she joined their conversation.

Song Jing's long hair floated in front of Zhang Yu's eyes, and some snowflakes fell on Zhang Yu's hands, Zhang Yu looked at Song Jing's appearance, and reached out to brush away the snow residue floating on Song Jing's hair in front of his eyes, Song Jing smiled at Zhang Yu with her tongue, patted her clothes, the snow on her body fell, and lay on top of Zhang Yu's book, chatting with Zhou Zizhuo about the interesting things just now, Zhang Yu smiled and listened, and Song Jing's tablemate Wang Ting participated from time to time.

Listening to the voices of teenagers and girls in his ears, Zhang Yu had a strange feeling, his previous life himself was also involved in this heated discussion like them, and he criticized Lao Xu and the leaders of the school's group of wine bags and rice bags to the fullest, and now he is just a bystander, and the content of the discussion has not changed, this may be the most peculiar part of time.

Song Jing, who was lying on the textbook, looked up at Zhang Yu and looked at each other, hehe smiled, not knowing what idea he was playing.

There was a trace of discomfort in his heart, Zhang Yu swept over the source of the feeling, but he didn't find anything wrong.

Zhou Zizhuo, who was lying on the table and fell asleep, was stuffed with snow from the neckline several times, and he no longer felt sleepy, the lively Song Jing liked to tease Zhang Yu the most, and put the snow pieces brought back from outside into Zhang Yu's neck several times, looking at the smiling girl in front of him, Zhang Yu smiled faintly, but he couldn't give birth to the idea of entanglement with this girl, seeing Zhang Yu's gloomy appearance, Song Jing could only pout and walk away.

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The day of rebirth has not changed, repeating the ordinary life between the residence and the school, but it is no longer a dormitory building, Zhang Yu has also begun to slowly integrate into his youth, and there is more smile on his face, and he will occasionally respond to Song Jing's nonsense, he knows that this is the instinct of the body.

The phone in her pocket rang, it was Ning Xin's text message, she bought two pairs of jeans for Zhang Yu in the mall, Ning Xin likes to go shopping like most women, but she didn't expect that she had just become Zhang Yu's sister, and she began to worry about his food, clothing, housing and transportation, and Zhang Yu slowly got used to the days of Ning Xin's sister.

When I returned to my residence, I looked at the bag of jeans on the sofa, Giordano's brand, and the pants on Zhang Yu, who never paid attention to what he was wearing, were inferior products that he bought in a clothing store in the town two years ago, and were unceremoniously swept into the trash can by Ning Xin.

I tried on the jeans on my body, although Zhang Yu didn't have any research on the clothes, he still saw that Ning Xin was carefully selected, the size was just right, it was very comfortable to wear on the body, and it didn't feel too tight.

Turn on the computer, enter the author's background, and prepare to upload a new chapter, a message notification pops up, and you click to enter the text message box, but you are shocked by the message that appears.

"Hello, your work "The Great Nirvana of Rebirth" has been submitted for signing, please contact the editor Changhe (QQ number xxxxxxxx) to discuss the contract. ”

Looking at the short message from the sender of the Singularity Editorial Department in the SMS box, Zhang Yu couldn't believe that the signing station was coming like this, as a novel that had emerged on the highly competitive Singularity monthly ticket list in later generations, there was no doubt that the Great Nirvana would sign a contract, but he didn't expect that the work would be uploaded only a week ago, and he would receive a signing SMS, which Zhang Yu did not expect.

Zhang Yu started writing online literature when he was a sophomore, and the first novel didn't get the information of signing a contract in 300,000 words, the second novel came to the station short when he was 150,000 words, and the third novel was received at 40,000 words.

Now there are only more than 20,000 words of Great Nirvana, and I can't see the context of the story clearly, and the results are also very ordinary, with 317 clicks, 17 recommended, and only 19 collections.

Log in to QQ, Zhang Yu enters the QQ number in the station short on the search interface, and fills in his novel and author's name in the verification information.

The phone on the table rang, it was Ning Xin calling, asking Zhang Yu if the jeans were suitable, Zhang Yu praised Ning Xin's eyes on the phone, and chatted with Ning Xin for a while, Ning Xin told him that he was going to stay at a friend's house in Haizhou today and would not come back.

Open the document and upload the new chapter, Zhang Yu did not continue to code words, but lay on the bed to make up for sleep, Ning Xin, a very good sister, fell out of love, was not in a good mood, drank some wine at night, pulled Zhang Yu to watch TV with her, and fell asleep on Zhang Yu's shoulder at one o'clock, sent Ning Xin back to the bedroom, cleaned up the living room, and fell asleep late at night, Zhang Yu's spirit was a little bad.

After evening self-study, I returned to my residence and boarded QQ, and the system sent a message that Changhe was successfully added as a friend, and I clicked on the message notification in the lower right corner to "Contact me online." "This is a message from Changhe.

Zhang Yu didn't expect that Changhe, who was about to become his editor-in-charge, would send a message to himself first, and when he signed a contract for his second novel at Singularity, he just chatted with the contracted editor for a few words, and the editor in charge just added friends, until Zhang Yu's novel reached more than 400,000 words, Zhang Yu asked a question in the first sentence sent to the editor-in-charge.

Looking at Changhe's gray avatar in the friends bar, Zhang Yu's hand tapped on the keyboard and sent a brief message, "I'm online." Then close the chat interface, click on the website, enter the background, and prepare to take a look at the latest results of the Great Nirvana.

The QQ icon in the lower right corner sounded again, Zhang Yu clicked on it, and it was a message from Changhe, "You received the news of signing the contract in the background, right?"

Zhang Yu didn't expect Changhe to be online, and remembering the avatar that his editor had been lighting up at night in his previous life, Zhang Yu was relieved, "I got it, I have a question?"

Say. Changhe's reply was very concise, a bit similar to the style of the editor in Zhang Yu's previous life.

Reborn I, Zhang Yu finally had a chance to know if the rumors about the singularity signing review were true, "Aren't you all reviewing a novel at 30,000 words to see if you can sign a contract?"

Changhe, who was sitting in front of the computer, looked at the message sent by Zhang Yu and almost spit out the tea he drank in his mouth, and sent three questions one after another: "Thirty thousand, who told you, why didn't I know?"

Looking at the message sent by Changhe, Zhang Yu finally remembered that he was in 2005, and there should be no rumor at this time, "I saw someone else's post on the Internet, and I was curious, so I asked." ”

Changhe replied, "There is no such thing, you have questions about the text message you received so early, speaking of which, I should be your first reader, and when I saw it now, I thought it was good, so I submitted the contract." Although he has just entered the Singularity editorial department, Changhe has a long-term experience in reading and researching novels, and found "The Great Nirvana of Rebirth" in the Singularity Library, although he has only read a few chapters, he feels that this novel has great potential, and the most important reason is that the protagonist in the book is somewhat similar to his own situation.

Seeing the reply on the screen, Zhang Yu almost dropped his jaw in shock, he wrote three novels in his previous life and failed to win the favor of the editor, and the first novel after rebirth was a success at the beginning, and was valued by the editor, thinking of the achievements of the Great Nirvana in a few years, Zhang Yu was also relieved, it is understandable to become the best urban youth novel in the hearts of most readers, and it is understandable to win the favor of the editor in this era when the Singularity Library is not so rich.

After confirming Zhang Yu's opinion, Changhe sent the contract to Zhang Yu's computer, and Zhang Yu, who had experience in signing contracts, opened the contract and looked at it, and wrote down the content to be filled in according to Changhe's requirements.

The signing was finalized, and Changhe sent a message that had nothing to do with the signing, "Tang Yu is not the heroine." ”

is worthy of being the editor of the singularity, he just wrote about the pair behind him, and Changhe guessed the identity of Tang Yan's heroine "Yes." But he did not reveal another heroine Lin Luoran who was about to appear.

Click to enter the novel page, the data has changed, click 783, recommend 23 photos, in such a short period of time, the number of clicks has increased by more than 400, and the collection has been thirty-three, Zhang Yu finally knows the reason why the clicks of those novels in the library will be so high, a novel that has just exceeded one million has millions of clicks, and a novel of more than 300,000 has more than one million clicks, in this era when the commercial operation of online literature has just begun, the number of decimal numbers is far less than the demand of singularity readers, and the number of words is not as high as in later generations, more than one million is already considered a novel, and the chance of an excellent novel is greater。