Is there anything different about God?

All the gods in her memory are the same, as long as the word god is hung, it means that he is a very powerful author, and it shows that what she writes is liked by many people. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Aren't all gods the same? Writing to a very high degree is God. ”

"You don't understand this right, you look at the website reader, there are a lot of people writing everywhere, and each place has its own main author, then, each place has its own unique god."

The other party said, and continued to add, "It's like a website that is completely supernatural and ghostly, and it's useless for you to write romance well." ”

Indeed, there are many places where there is such a bias.

Just like Li Haiyang, the popular routine is terrifying, as long as there is some foundation, the plot is novel and can have a monthly income of more than 10,000 yuan.

However, each website is doing a lot to nurture the rest of the genres while focusing on what it does best.

"And you're reading, your article is still in the routine, although you have been innovating and adding new plots, but you have not broken through."

The other party pointed out her problem sharply and sent her several screenshots.

However, it can be seen in the screenshot that her logic and description are problematic in those places.

An Xia also mentioned it at the beginning, but she didn't revise it, but wrote it worse in line with Li Haiyang's disgusting smoke and moon tide.

"I know."

"Since you know, someone must have brought it, but I can recommend the article for you."

She knew very well that there was no merit, so she dragged her body on the bed, stared at the computer in front of her, and held her mobile phone again, "No merit is not unrelenting." ”

"You can give me a little more ghostly energy."

"Yes, but you can tell me why some gods are not gods, you didn't finish talking just now."

"Because looking at where this god came out, most of the gods of small websites are praised by the websites themselves, saying that they are gods, but they are just a small author who writes better. There are a lot of gods on big websites, but the small gods are those with high-level income and stable readers, the middle gods are chased by the authors, and the big gods are the ones that the websites try their best to dig. ”

As soon as she pulled the quilt, she pulled a small trace of ghost energy out of her mind.

The ghost spirit drilled into the phone along the fingertips, and the black red envelope said good luck, leaving a trip of red on the red letter.

It's kind of like blood.

Your red envelope is claimed.

A line of words appeared under the red envelope, and the other party replied to her, "Take a good look at your data, you can find me again if you need anything, and besides, as soon as this software is opened, it will automatically block all the demonic energy in other software." ”

She exited the chat with the other person and returned to the desktop of her phone.

The other party is a great god, and if it really helps, the article should be up quickly.

Mo Xiaozao pondered, and started typing lines and lines on the computer, no matter how big it might be, she still made Bai Luo burst into laughter even more.

pinched and took it down in her heart, and she planned to let Bai Luohuan update the fifteenth chapter.

Eating in the living room, Bai Luohuan, who was sitting in front of the computer and watching Korean dramas, was cold and rolled up the small blanket on the sofa.

"Bai Luohuan, discuss something with you." She sat next to Bai Luohuan, grabbed the corners of Bai Luohuan's clothes with both hands, and threw a wink at Bai Luohuan.

Bai Luo got up jubilantly, grabbed his backpack and protected it in his hand, "What's the matter with you?" ”

"Don't I have an article for you?" She smiled, her beautiful eyes bent into a crescent shape, and the treacherous that could not be hidden was magnified in her eyes.

She now has three texts open at the same time, one is the text that chocolate asked her to give, one is the text that is given to Smoke Moon Tide, and the other is the text used to disgust Smoke Moon Tide.

Of course, the disgusting and smoky moon tide and the article written by the smoky moon tide are from the same sect, and she deliberately put Li Haiyang's disgusting smoky moon tide in the chocolate article.

"It's been given to me, the contract has been signed, don't you want to cheat!" Relieved from the inside, he reached into his backpack and pulled out the papers.

"Here you go, but I want to discuss something with you."

"I don't have the money to give it to you anymore, three thousand dollars plus half a month's full attendance is already a very high price, don't think about it anymore!"

Bai Luohuan looked like she was protecting her food, and she wanted to laugh when she saw it.

With a straight face, she grabbed Bai Luohuan's small backpack, "You are fifteen watches today." ”

"Fifteen more? Are you crazy? I don't have a manuscript at all, fifteen more, that's 30,000 words! Bai Luohuan's hand snatching back the small backpack paused, and the sound of crying sounded in the computer.

"You can." Mo Xiaozao said in a cold voice, holding back the smile that had collapsed in his heart, and wanted to reach out and ravage Bai Luohuan's long-aggrieved and crying Lori face.

She did ravage it, which made Steel Helmet Meow dissatisfied.

The cat's eyes kept shrinking, and the little paws scratched her head, but she was still a kitten, and she could only watch the movements between her and Bai Luohuan.

"You!" grabbed the small backpack, Bai Luohuan hugged the computer, "Fifteen will be fifteen!" ”

She snorted, got up, and went back into the room.

Closing the door with a bang, she laughed out loud, threw herself on the bed and rolled over with the quilt, it was cute! No wonder those weird Shu millets like little Lori.

Bai Luohuan outside the door glared at her door fiercely, turned on the computer and poked a finger on the keyboard, and it took half an hour for her to type dozens of words.

"Ahh Bai Luohuan shouted, reached out and grabbed his hair, and lay on the coffee table like a dead end.

It's so weak, and there are still 30,000 words.

30,000 words.

Bai Luohuan thought in his heart, a shallow snoring sound came from his throat, and his little face was pressed against the transparent glass, looking like it was flattened.

She woke up five hours later, and when she looked at the time, there were still eight hours until the next day.

"Awake? Then write it quickly, and make sure you don't regret it when you're done. Mo Xiaozao's voice sounded behind Bai Luohuan's ears, pointing to the words on the computer, "It's so much written." ”

"I'm going to write right away."

Wiping his mouth, Bai Luohuan crackled and began to type, and lines of words quickly appeared on the page.

Mo Xiaozao frowned, staring at the text that Bai Luohuan typed out that was not a running account and frowned, why was this time different from what Anxia saw that time? It's a pity that there is no time to think.

Finally, six hours later, all the fifteen consecutive chapters at ten o'clock in the night were completed.

Bai Luohuan rubbed his aching fingers and looked at Mo Xiaozao, who was already tired and lying on his stomach on the side, "Who did you contact, today's clicks have risen by nearly a thousand." ”

"This, a person in the software of the Demon Flurry, I sent him two copies of the ghost gas, and he said that he would recommend it for me."

"How much of a ghost did you get angry? Is such an increase worth it? ”

"I've got two hints of ghostly energy, and I can have so much." Mo Xiaozao spread out his hand, and there was a small cloud of ghost qi hanging on his hand, only half the size of a fingernail.