When you get to Line 2, you can go home quickly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the blink of an eye, Xu Feng got off the subway station, and his home was a kilometer away. I didn't say it, I ran when I came, and I couldn't fly when I went back.

Anyway, the effect of Tai Chi has been good recently, as evidenced by the thief and Ouyang Ke who knocked down the subway station today. Just as he was about to run home with the girl, a black sedan drove from afar.

He couldn't help but slow down.

"License Plate ......"

Before Xu Feng could see the license plate, the car had already stopped in front of him, the window fell, and a handsome middle-aged man wearing sunglasses poked out.

"Hey, son, aren't you going to the game?"

Xu Feng has a black line, Lao Xu is angry enough today, he is dressed so much that he almost didn't recognize it. With his little oily hair combed and sunglasses, he can imagine the demeanor of the idol drama back then. But this opening is broken.

"Don't mention it, it turned out to be going to dinner. Then I went to do a test with my classmates who didn't know anything, but it didn't seem to work, so I looked at nothing else and went home. It's better to write more novels, who made me can't gnaw on my father, I have to be gnawed, and I can't hit the street so miserably. ”

"Stinky boy!" Xu Aiguo took off his glasses angrily and made a gesture to pick Xu Feng's ass on the street, but Xu Feng had already dispelled his anger with a hippie smile.

There is no way, this son is getting bigger and bigger, more and more skinny, and the key is that he is more and more capable, how can Xu Aiguo be able to do it.

"Okay, you can go home by yourself, I'll see if I have time to go home and cook for you." By the way, there is a red envelope in the living room, your manuscript fee has been sent, and Jiaojiao has sent you pocket money. ”

"Uh...... All right. ”

Xu Feng pursed his lips and watched his father walk away. He is also used to it, this husband and wife have one temperament, and his fourteen-year-old son does not pretend to ask if he wants to drive a kilometer of road in front of him.

"Hey, Jiaojiao is coming and going, where do you put my son's style?"

But it doesn't matter, this time is full of physical strength, a kilometer distance is not a problem at all, Xu Feng arrived home at a trot. It's just that because of his weak foundation, when he jogged, he could feel the warm current of the dantian position recorded on the boxing book, and he recovered quickly, and he didn't feel tired at all.

However, if you run fast, it's still enough to choke.

At present, the physical fitness is more than enough to cope with the physical education test in school, and the participation in the sports meeting is still a little worse than those animals.

But Xu Feng believes that it won't be long before his small body will soon grow stronger as his body develops. The life of a great god cannot be enjoyed without a good body.

A bag of cheese bread was thrown on the table, and there was no need to guess that it must be the leftover from the old mother Xu Jiaojiao, Xu Feng grabbed it and munched it and walked to the room.

I haven't eaten the main dish at noon, and my stomach is still a little hungry.

In a minute or two, the old-fashioned host finally turned on, Xu Feng boarded the TT to see if there was any unfinished chat, and quickly chatted for another five minutes, and he was about to start the violent codeword mode.

At the same time, he opened the red envelope that his mother threw at him, took it out and counted it.

Ouch, 2,000 yuan, 32,000 buyout fees, my mother was kind and compassionate, and directly gave 2,000 yuan of pocket money, which is not easy.

Xu Feng burst into tears and looked at his mobile wallet, which still had more than six hundred yuan in it, which was struggling to rise by a few cents a day. Looking at the computer in front of me, it is estimated that there is still a "tip" to change myself to a high-end one.

"Didi......"

Xu Feng was playing his own little abacus, and suddenly jumped up in the lower right corner, startled. Usually it's a group chat, but there aren't many people who poke him privately, and there are only a few who can't run.

The mouse was dragged over to take a look, and as expected, hehe, it was the boss of the north.

"Is Xiao Po Street there?"

"Here!"

"Hehe, the new book recommendation effect is good, there will be a few rounds of recommendation in the future, and then it depends on whether the situation is on the shelves, or the PK system that comes out of the new research. Which one do you want to go? ”

“PK?” Xu Feng was stunned for a moment, and almost laughed.

PK was not news in the previous life, but here it is obvious that the development of online literature has been regressed for several years, and this system is naturally very new.

And the north actually asked himself if he wanted to take that road, so do you still need to think about it, of course it's PK!

On websites with such a system, instead of taking this path, choosing to put it on the shelves directly is tantamount to killing yourself. Generally speaking, in addition to adaptation, the income from writing novels basically depends on subscription rewards.

If you don't put it on the shelf, there will be no subscription, so people naturally think it's good to put it on the shelf early, but it's completely different under the PK system. Collecting subscriptions will be a huge change compared to directly putting them on the shelves.

Suffice it to say that books that were supposed to be only 100 could easily reach 1,000 books.

But......

Xu Feng hooked the corners of his mouth, that was for others, for him, the seed player under the hands of the north, and with the infinite terrifying east wind, that kind of disguised recommendation, the help was very limited.

A book that is destined to become a god, why don't you subscribe to it! Although editors have the nature of their work, they are also readers, and their infinite horror is now well received, and I believe that the editors at the starting point will not be blind.

Only newcomers who are not very skilled in routines may not handle it well enough at the beginning of writing, which may make the editor lose their eyes, and for Xu Feng, who uses gold finger code words, there is no such worry at all.

"Hehe, boss, I don't need PK, right?"

After typing a line, before he could send it out, the north had already sent a series of chats: "In this way, you tell me how many manuscripts you have saved and how many words you can code a day?" ”

Xu Feng deleted what he had just said, and replied: "I showed you the manuscript last time, a total of 150,000, and now if you code words every day, as long as it is not an accidental delay, 20,000 is no problem." ”

"Twenty thousand!"

Xu Feng could feel the surprise of the north in that string of exclamation marks across the screen: "Xiao Flutter Street, you are only fourteen years old, don't affect your development for the sake of code words." ”

Xu Feng's head is full of black lines, this is comic than editing, and his brain is really big.

But...... Having said that, my parents didn't care about this, and the north is still good. Hehe, I haven't met him yet, and I will meet him when I become a god in the future. That guy is probably a dirty fat uncle with a big beard.

"Boss, don't worry about this, it's really going to explode, I'm scared to think about the numbers I can code in a day."

"Poof, you cowhide is boundless. Okay, in fact, I've already signed you up for PK, there are still 20 days left in this month, and the code words will remain 10,000 more, and then 300,000 words will be directly on the PK, and I will fight for breath. ”

"This ......"

Xu Feng knocked out a few dots, but the north didn't understand what he meant to refuse, but mysteriously threw out a lewd smile, and then said: "Hehe, I'm afraid you don't know the power of this system, give me a fight, persist for four rounds, you are the god under my hands." ”

"Boss ......"

"What, is there anything you don't understand?"

"Okay, it's fine."

Xu Feng sighed, okay! PK doesn't matter if it's PK, anyway, the quality of the novel is king, his quality and speed, and creativity are almost impeccable, and I really can't imagine the possibility of such a text not being popular.

Besides, listen to the North, hehe......

Forget it, I don't want to!

Xu Feng slapped the keyboard, ended the chat with the north, and then brewed his thoughts for a while. The spiritual light in the head flickered little by little, converging into a piece of brilliance. As his eyes opened, his hands were already clanging like a clever pianist.