Mo Xiaozao's eyebrows wrinkled unnaturally, reached out and grabbed An Xia's hand, and looked at An Xia's hand carefully. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's really blood, and there's temperature.

If it weren't for the fact that she knew Anxia was a ghost from the beginning......

"What are you looking at?" Anxia withdrew her hand, raised her eyebrows, and flipped her palm to face her.

"There's blood on your hands." Mo Xiaozao grabbed An Xia's hand and stared at the place where it was scratched by the steel helmet.

"There's no blood, you're just mistaken about it." Anxia withdrew her hand and pressed one hand on the other, and the scratches that oozes blood disappear.

She frowned and asked no more.

The room fell silent with their silence.

Mo Xiaozao faced the computer, holding the mouse in his hand, clicking on the web pages, browsing, and closing.

Half an hour, she received the first submission reply, for your submission we are very grateful, but unfortunately your work did not meet the review requirements, welcome to join the consultation group 33246819 to understand.

She neatly deleted the email and snuggled herself in her chair.

Sure enough, Ansha was right.

With the hand holding the mouse moving, she opened the article she had written, page by page.

Corrected some typos, she also found a few words written backwards, like her feet she walked quickly, I can't imagine that she didn't.

She corrected that the email received a new reply email at one time.

You don't need to click on it, you can see from the prompt on the side that it is a rejection.

In this way on and off for half a day, she was close to the last two without receiving a reply.

One is the leading boss in the fiction world, which can even be compared to a place like the sea, and the other is a place where she has only heard of it and has no inferior benefits.

Either way, it's better than her previous website.

"Anxia." Mo Xiaozao deleted the email and created a new document on the desktop.

She wanted to know why Anxia said at a glance that this article would not have results, and she wanted to know what was wrong.

An Xiajuan returned to the quilt and stood beside the bed, her hair carefully comforting the steel helmet.

"I'll give you a set of documents, you can look at it for yourself." An Xia whispered, and a strand of hair covered Mo Xiaozao's computer layer by layer.

When the hair faded, Mo Xiaozao's computer opened a storage disk named G.

The storage disk doesn't show much size, and there are countless zips listed secretly.

She flipped to the bottom, then back to the top, picked out the format of an outline, opened it, and began to populate the ideas for the essay.

"You can read the documents here, but this is the beginning of the information, you have to work hard to learn to penetrate, I can give you the next information."

Mo Xiaozao nodded and opened the document described.

After all, her portrayal has always been said to be bruised.

The simple words came together, and Mo Xiaozao's heart was knocked out of a gap, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

She turned off the article, wiped away her tears with her little hands, and silently began to write the story she wanted to write.

"That's not right." Mo Xiaozao wrote a few hundred words, and began to read his article again, feeling that it was not right, and he described too much.

Deleting all the words, she couldn't help but continue writing.

The remaining two submissions have long been determined in her heart that they will not be looked at.

However, when the website replied to the email, she habitually crossed the email, and it seemed that something was wrong.

Mo Xiaozao saved the document and opened his mailbox, the small yellow envelope was in front of the email, and the title was congratulations on your work passing the review, please read the email carefully.

She wanted to shout at Anxia, but she was worried that she was just mistaken, so she had to open the email.

The name of her work is written on the white paper, along with the contact information of her editor.

"Anxia, Anxia, my article has passed the internal signing, you can read it!" Mo Xiaozao roared happily, and his body rushed to An Xia's side.

She bent her hand to hug Anxia's body, but fell to the ground because of the sudden weight.

Touched the back of his head embarrassedly and smiled at An Xia.

"I've been signed."

"I see it."

"That, I want to write this, and I can give an explanation to the leech spirit earlier." Mo Xiaozao pursed her lips and raised her most signature smile.

"You'll tell me if you want to go after you've finished reading." An Xia glanced at the computer screen coldly, and stood up straight.

She frowned, thinking that Anxia was letting her decide for herself? There was a little joy in my heart.

QQ opened it skillfully and added the editing on the email.

Mo Xiaozao tapped on the keyboard nervously, "Hello, is it the Great White Shark editor?" ”

The great white shark replied quickly, and seemed to have been waiting for Mo Xiaozao's inquiry, "Yes, I'm a great white shark, may I ask who you are?" ”

Mo Xiaozao's heart cleared up suddenly, and he involuntarily hummed a little tune, "I am my wife and the author of the stone." ”

The other party showed that she was typing, but for two minutes, she didn't receive a message.

She quickly sent one to the other party, and a cold sweat broke out in her palms.

"I've seen your work, I'm your editor, and I'll talk to you about the signing of the contract." Jaws sent a sentence, followed by an electronic file.

The document is marked with the signing agreement of the website, and it is full of some signing requirements.

Mo Xiaozao browsed one request after another, whether it was the other party's copyright priority use, or the other party's pen name signing exclusivity, she didn't like it.

It's just that he lacks money to live, and he is not the god that Anxia needs.

The god of writing.

"I've finished reading it, is this contract signed at that level?"

"B sign, we only plan to sign your article, however, your pen name must abide by the priority of signing, and if there is any article that needs to be voted to us first."

"And what about my price?"

"The price is the same as that of every newcomer, three yuan per thousand words, compared with two yuan per thousand words on many websites, it is also a benefit for newcomers."

Mo Xiaozao's head exploded with a bang, three pieces in a thousand words?

If she remembers correctly, the price of the newcomer should be about ten yuan, which is three yuan for a thousand words, even an ordinary studio can afford it.

"Isn't Qiansan a bit low?" Mo Xiaozao frowned and replied, both nervous and glad in his heart.

Fortunately, she didn't tell Anxia that someone wanted her text, so she didn't let Anxia know that someone gave her such a low price.

"Low? Have you read your article carefully? Jaws spoke, with a hand-shaking expression.

It seems that for her, Qiansan is already very high.

And since she contacted the article, it was the first time she received such a low signing price.

"I guess I'm talking about signing a contract." Mo Xiaozao replied, his heart was in a mess, and he couldn't find out whether he should sign a contract or not.