Chapter 15 Submission?
The events in the text appeared in Mo Xiaozao's mind, and those points that seemed useless would then become non-negligible existences. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
As long as one is lost, the plot cannot be advanced.
She held the pen and sketched the relationship one by one, and her eyes were shining.
It seems that suddenly I understood, the article, is not the point I saw.
Without An Xia's opening, she turned on the computer directly and swore an oath, "This time, I can definitely write my own good essay!" ”
Turning around in style, her fingers darting swiftly in front of the computer.
Rows of characters followed her movements, and the smile on her face grew bigger and bigger.
Mo Xiaozao was looking at the screen with all his heart, his fingers skillfully clicked enter, and his internal organs began to shout for food.
"Really." Mo Xiaozao's hand pressed his five internal organs, his legs were weak from standing up, and he leaned on the table to find An Xia in the room.
I also really realized that it was dawn.
The corners of her delicate lips were raised, and she walked to the kitchen step by step.
Before anyone opened it, she opened the instant noodles on the computer desk, two bags of noodles were not much, but they were enough for her to eat.
Her fingers continued to leap in front of the computer.
For half a day, she wrote a brand new article, and the protagonist is still Runkui.
Login to QQ, Mo Xiaozao held down the mouse and looked at them one by one, and the contacts that caught her eye, except for her editors, were almost all unknown network editors.
Her brows furrowed slightly, and her mouse clicked on one web after another.
The mouse swirled over the confirmation of deletion, and she clicked it anyway.
In ten minutes, the QQ of her full two hundred people quickly decreased to less than fifty, and the mouse also stopped on the person added by An Xia.
Delete?
She took a deep breath and clicked.
The dialog box opens with her movements, and the cute white rabbit is holding a small cabbage.
"Sell cabbage? Eight cents a pound, very cheap. The words "With the little rabbit with tears", it looks particularly cute.
Mo Xiaozao looked at it, and laughed out loud after a sneer.
She immediately typed, "Where can I contribute?" ”
The other side immediately gave a reply, blue links took up half of the dialog box, and a bunch of alphabet symbols looked like astronomy.
"Click in, there are a lot of websites."
The other party sent her another sentence, and her aunt's red avatar was gray.
It's offline.
She clicked on the website, and the computer screen was full of website names, contact information, and even the type of manuscript received.
Quickly copied, preserved, she couldn't help but think that it was an incomparably precious treasure.
That's the editor of dozens of websites, and you can directly give people a human touch.
Mo Xiaozao smiled proudly, and couldn't help but want to show off to her former editor, now she doesn't need her little arm.
Fantasizing about herself holding her big thick legs, she seemed to see herself become a god.
"That's it." Mo Xiaozao selected a website, clicked into the website to browse benefits, and countless stars popped up in his eyes.
This benefit is much better than her previous website!
Without hesitation, she sorted out the documents, she silently thought, there will be no worse than her full attendance of 1,000 yuan a month by the number of words.
Humming a little song to reveal the documents, Mo Xiaozao hugged the steel helmet, "When you have income, Mommy will buy you something delicious." ”
She suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and looked at the thirty-five yuan cat food on the side with a sad look.
Looking around, she carefully put down her steel helmet, poured back the thirty-five yuan cat food, and tiptoed to fill it with ten yuan of cat food.
Secretly thinking of her intelligence, she put the steel helmet aside.
Sure that the steel helmet was eating cat food, she sat down in front of the computer and opened the website to select the appropriate editor for the article.
One selection after another, Mo Xiaozao submitted the article to multiple editors.
She slid the mouse to confirm that there was no website that was submitted more than one draft, so she closed the website and opened station b.
After watching two ghost animals, she opened another anime, and sighed that the male protagonist was good-looking while watching.
"It's really beautiful." An Xia rolled up the quilt and followed the movements of the characters on the screen, "However, have you finished writing today's article?" Don't you need to read some hot articles to study after you finish writing? ”
"I'm done!" Mo Xiaozao raised his little face proudly, and patted his chest arrogantly, "I can't write if I always look at other people's articles." ”
"Can't write? I don't want to write it. An Xia glanced at her coldly, and her hair turned off station B directly.
Unsurprisingly, Anxia saw the new manuscript on the desktop, and raised her eyebrows.
The body rolled up in the quilt floated, arching Mo Xiaozao to the side one by one, and looking at Mo Xiaozao's new text with ten lines.
I haven't looked at much, and the QQ next to the computer keeps beating.
An Xia's face darkened slightly, and she clicked on QQ with a dark face.
"Did you submit? Before in the codeword, there is no detailed introduction. The other party didn't forget to send a picture, still a little white rabbit holding cabbage.
"You voted this out?" An Xia spoke calmly and turned off the other party's dialog box.
"I voted out, and I also invested in multiple websites together, so that I could screen high-priced signings." Mo Xiaozao looked at An Xia with a look of "you are about to praise me", and looked at An Xia with big shining eyes.
This is the first time she has submitted her own article since An Xia came.
It's a lie to say that you're not nervous.
She pursed her lips slightly, and her delicate little face was close to An Xia, "This kind of casting nets to catch fish is a good method, and I have used my newly learned knowledge!" Guaranteed delivery. ”
"The one on the table?" An Xia retracted into the quilt and looked at Mo Xiaozao sideways, "This article, I can't pass it." ”
"Why can't you get by?" Mo Xiaozao was stunned for a moment, and held the mouse a little unhappily.
Anxia didn't praise her, how could she not think about how tired she was from writing in a day.
Mo Xiaozao's heart was a little aggrieved, and his little face collapsed, snorting from time to time, and his eyes were a little red.
"You're revising yourself, keeping your ideas the same, changing the description." An Xia opened her mouth lightly, and her body wrapped in the quilt came to the side of the steel helmet.
Just at a glance, An Xia's voice roared, "Mo Xiaozao, did you change cat food!" ”
"No, isn't this the thirty-five one?" Mo Xiaozao replied weakly, and kept telling himself to take the article seriously.
I also thought in my heart that I was for An Xia's last wish, and An Xia only cared about the food of the steel helmet!
She silently criticized in her heart, revising the sentences of the article in her hands.
"It's ten pieces, and you've been using this grain for a day." Anxia appeared in front of her with a steel helmet.
"Well, isn't there no money? The one who eats ten pieces is eating that. Mo Xiaozao sneered, took the steel helmet, and his gaze fell on the back of An Xia's scratched hand.
She seems, saw blood?