After Bai Luohuan finished speaking, he returned to his computer, clicked on the mailbox page, and the first message occupied the entire page. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She habitually took a screenshot of the news of the signing and uploaded it to her forum, which is a separate trumpet, which is blocked from the outside world, and only she can see the internal news, pictures, and her past.

From the beginning of becoming a demon.,When I didn't even know how to change my clothes.,Now,It's been turned into its own spell.,Although it's said that this kind of spell can't do the actual attack.,But she doesn't attack other demons.,And it won't be attacked in any way.。

When Mo Xiaozao woke up, it was already afternoon, and Bai Luohuan, who was sitting at the table, was rarely coding, and there was a small pile of bones on the side of the table, which seemed to have just been eaten, and he had eaten a large portion.

"Are you awake? Not long ago, you made a call on your mobile phone, it was your teacher who asked why you didn't go to class today, I helped you say that you were not feeling well, and you forgot to bring it to the doctor, you replied to your teacher yourself, and asked the instructor for leave by the way. He paused for a moment and continued typing on the keyboard.

"Are you writing the story of gold?" She moved her body, went downstairs and sat in front of the computer, holding her mobile phone to dial the instructor's number, and suddenly found out that she was suspended from class because of the reported matter, what did the teacher call her for?

I couldn't help but sink my eyes and continue to listen to the phone.

This phone call was the first time she and the instructor had called, and it was also the only phone call that ended in less than five minutes since the phone call in her memory.

The instructor told her that she had told the teacher that she had been suspended for a semester due to personal matters, and since she was unable to attend classes normally this semester, the class cadre she was responsible for would have to let another student take the responsibility, otherwise it would be inconvenient for no one to handle this during this period of time.

She agreed to the instructor's words, and listened to the sound of the instructor's hanging up phone ringing.

It would be better to cancel her position, so that there would be no such things to occupy her time, and thinking about this, she was not only unhappy, but became more happy, and involuntarily hummed a little song.

"Finished calling?" Bai Luohuan pushed the computer away, looked sideways at her who had recovered her spirit, and envied her for a moment, "What I wrote is not a story of gold, it is an article that I wrote yesterday, and it is my first manuscript." ”

She nodded at Bai Luohuan's words, "It's okay to sign a contract, you can write an essay like this, you can also have some income, slowly accumulate it, and soon you will be able to have your own small treasury." ”

"I'm not happy that the manuscript has been approved, but Mo Xi's wife has promised me a reward of 10,000 yuan for signing a contract, and a reward of 50,000 yuan for successfully explaining a story, which is enough for me to buy a lot of food." After saying these few words to her, I stopped looking at her and continued to write my own essay.

The hand flying on the keyboard, you can also watch the action, your eyes fall on the screen, and in a blink of an eye, several lines of words appear, and then you are squeezed out of the page.

She also stopped chatting with Bai Luohuan, turned on her computer and started to code words, this time she set the article she wrote yesterday to her background management, as long as she publishes it, she can publish the article.

As for setting up twenty chapters, she opened her codeword software and locked herself with 50,000 words in one go.

She calculated the time, according to her writing speed yesterday, the 50,000 words will take ten hours, and when she finishes writing, it will be half past one tomorrow morning, as for eating, she doesn't seem to feel hungry, and she hasn't eaten anything a lot of the time, and has been coding words.

"Your body is dead, so you won't be hungry if you don't want to eat, and your body won't have a hunger response unless you think of eating yourself."

An Xia's voice sounded in her head, and she explained the reason why she didn't go hungry without eating for a day and a night.

"Why am I tired when I'm not hungry?" I moved my neck, which was still a little uncomfortable, and my hand was still leaping on the keyboard, and lines of text appeared on the screen.

"It's not that you're tired, but that the qi in your body is consumed, just like a ghost has a ghost, a god has a god, a demon has a demon, and you also have a qi in your body."

"I have a ghost too?" She subconsciously thought that she was dead, and quickly turned over, she was still a living person, and she had told her grandmother that her body was a dead person, but she was left in this world by others.

It was An Xia who kept her alive, and naturally only An Xia knew what she was and how she died.

"You don't have ghost energy, now you only have the qi in your body that allows you to maintain the appearance of a living person, and this popularity makes you still like a human being, and it also makes you unable to condense ghost qi." It's just that only in this way can Mo Xiaozao use ghost qi, otherwise a new ghost, even if he is protected by a magic pen, will be hurt a lot.

"Then can't I just be a ghost?"

"You'll know why you're the way you are."

Mo Xiaozao listened to An Xia's last words, his hand stopped, lay on the table, pressed one hand on his temple, and inserted one hand into his hair to press his scalp.

Her elbow was pressed on the mouse, and she clicked and clicked, and she didn't know where it was, but when she was looking, it was stuck on one page, the page where Quirrell was recruiting editors.

The time of the message is written that the interview will be in a few days, and the school will have her school.

An idea quickly popped into her head, could she go and apply for an editor? Once you enter Quirrell, you can be regarded as a person in Quirrell, and you will enjoy protection to some extent, and under the resources, the possibility of entering the annual meeting will be much higher.

Thinking about this, she poked into the page and submitted her information directly, and carefully looked at the time of the interview, which was tomorrow morning, in a building not far away.

"What do you need to know to be an editor?" Poked this sentence to Li Haiyang, she looked at the 60,000 words on the screen, her headache was uncomfortable, thinking that she wouldn't be hungry if she didn't want to, she should have lost the physiological need of hunger.

"Do you want to be an editor? What do you want to edit? There are operation editors, responsible editors, WeChat editors, and contract editors, etc., which kind of do you want to do? ”

"I want to be the responsible editor, which is to arrange for the author to sign a contract and recommend this, as for the website I want to go to is Quirrell, do you have any opinion?" She asked Li Haiyang, thinking of Li Haiyang's liking for Mo Xi's sister, and she didn't know if she liked it now.

"Responsible editor, this is not difficult, as long as you sign a contract there and report to your editor-in-chief, you can go to the internship, if you don't sign a contract, your experience is something that others don't have."

Mo Xiaozao listened to Li Haiyang's suggestion, and it was clear at once that she could give it a try and apply.

(To be continued.) )