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After breakfast, Meng Ke returned to the master bedroom to start today's creation.

Although An Ran's attitude was tough yesterday, now she and An Qiao are quietly staying in the living room reading the newspaper, which makes Meng Ke's love for the two mothers and sons increase again.

Da-da-da-da.

Minutes and seconds passed.

In the tattered little home, only the sound of Meng Ke tapping on the keyboard could be heard, and the advantage of hand speed in his previous life was fully reflected at this moment, and in less than two hours, the manuscripts on the document had reached 20,000 manuscripts.

"Hee-hee, no wonder so many people like to cross, this hand speed can also be improved." Looking at the manuscript, Meng Ke was indescribably proud.

Stretching, Meng Ke opened the backstage, ready to update another two thousand words.

"You have an unread text message."

As soon as I opened the background, a background notification popped up.

"Hello dear author. Your work has been reviewed and has met the criteria for contracting. During the contract signing period, please do not modify the author's name or book title to affect the contract work. Please indicate your relevant information, add the TT of the contracted editor, if you have any questions about the contract, or need to change the name, please contact the contracted editor for consultation. Yuewen welcomes you to join (^_^) the contract editorSigned editor: Xiaobai, contact information: tt: 22 *****. ”

Like the station in the previous life, a system message like this doesn't need to be clicked on by the author at all, as long as it pops up, whether it's clicked OK or closed, it will automatically pop up, which is considered a mandatory message.

As for TT, it's similar to QQ in the previous life, and it belongs to chat software.

"So fast?"

Coupled with today's updated chapters, the official content of "Zichuan" is only more than 10,000, that is, in the previous life, the 10,000-word signing also meets the standard of internal signing, not to mention that the current Chinese newcomers don't have 350,000 don't want to sign a contract.

Of course, Meng Ke won't know that it is not a word count rule for a work to enter the backstage of the monthly text editor, what 350,000 into the backstage is just to give those rookies some hope, and it is also to give the editor an observation period, if the novel with 30,000 words is not well grasped, there will be few who can make great achievements in the future.

And for those who are particularly prominent, only those whose brains have been kicked by a donkey will really observe thirty or fifty thousand.

TT verification was sent over, and it was quickly passed by Xiaobai.

"Hello, I'm Xiaobai, the editor of Yuewen, have you signed contracts with other websites for this work?"

This is the mantra of every editor, Meng Ke has been asked like this several times in his previous life, but he didn't expect to be reborn now, and the editor's mantra is still this sentence.

Meng Ke smiled, "No, no, just wait to sign a contract with Yuewen." ”

Xiaobai, "^_^ Okay, then I'll send the contract here, you read it first, if you agree, I'll send you a document here, you fill it out and send it to me to read, and then print it out and mail it over." ”

"Okay."

Within minutes, Meng Ke received the contract.

There are more than a dozen pages of dense contracts, Meng Ke is not a law student, but because of the experience of his previous life, he is now familiar with dealing with it, and he closed the contract after grabbing a few key points and looking at them.

"Xiaobaida, that, I have a question."

"What's the problem?"

"The first question, about subscription, is our website divided into five or five points, or is there another sharing system, if so, then how to divide it? The second question, regarding copyright, I see that the above is a carte blanche grant to your website, so where are my rights? ”

In his previous life, he had been mixed in the online literature industry for so long, Meng Ke was quite concerned about subscription sharing and copyright sharing, these are the two major incomes, I wonder if he will be able to pay off his debts this year and buy a suite by the way.

"If you subscribe, we will go according to the level, and the author level is divided into five levels, namely diamond authors, gold medal authors, silver medal authors, bronze medal authors and signed authors."

"Five or five points is only for the signed author, if you reach the diamond author, the subscription is twenty-eight points, the author is eighty percent, the website is two percent, the copyright problem is that you authorize us to operate, not to buy out all the copyright to us, but if after the operation, we will deduct the operation fee, and then with the author five or five points, this is only for newcomers, if the author level is very high, we will have a new contract."

"I see." Seeing Xiaobai say this, Meng Ke's heart was half enlarged, "That's okay, I agree to the contract." ”

After filling in all the information, Meng Ke sent the document back.

"Okay, I'll give you an address, and then you can print the document and send it to us." Within a few minutes, Xiaobai replied to the message, "Mailing address: M city ****, zip code: 012010"

"Okay," Meng Ke sent a smile, "Xiaobaida, how can I contact my editor-in-charge?" ”

"I'm your editor-in-charge, and you'll contact me if you have anything in the future." Xiaobai replied.

"Okay."

Meng Ke didn't feel too strange about the fact that the editor-in-charge personally acted as the contracted editor, and the main reason for this was that he didn't know much about the current online article signing procedures, but if he was a senior veteran, he would know that the editor-in-charge usually handed over the contract information first, and then the contracted editor would handle it after the editor-in-chief reviewed it.

However, Xiaobai doesn't care about this kind of thing, she is already very happy to be able to hold Zichuan in her hands, where can she manage so much.

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In the afternoon, An Ran took An Qiao out to look for a job, and Meng Ke pushed a wheelchair to work after sending the contract, after all, this is a big family, and someone has to go out to work.

Besides, An Qiao is going to primary school in the second half of the year, and he and An Ran can't live in this elderly community for the rest of their lives.

That's all there is to the old community, there is no one at all at one o'clock in the afternoon, and the obscenity on Meng Ke's face is only known to God.

"Let me tell you, this broadcast studio is the welfare of the district mayor to the elderly at the beginning, and you kid is the king of heaven, and Lao Tzu is not qualified to withdraw if he says withdraw."

There was a roar on the ground, and Uncle Liu's angry voice suddenly shocked Meng Ke, who was still yy.

Meng Ke raised his head and saw that the door of the broadcasting studio not far in front was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

He hasn't been here for a long time, but he also knows that few old people come out at this point, even if Uncle Liu is on duty, but more often he still sleeps in the broadcast studio with semiconductors and blows electric fans.

What's wrong?

Thinking about it, Meng Ke pushed the wheelchair over, "What's the matter?" ”

"Yo, it's Xiao Ke," Uncle Niu glanced at Meng Ke, "What's the matter, it's not Ji Yongwang's bastard boy, relying on himself to be the nephew of the village chief, so he said that the construction of the new village is needed, and we want to change our broadcast studio into a community shop." ”

"Alas, Aeon has been here two or three times this season, this grandson has been a bully here since he was a child, and now he is relying on himself to be the village head, and I don't know what kind of black shop this shop is built." Aunt Li shook her head and sighed.

"Who says it's not, I heard that Ji Yongwang opened a car wash in East Village, and it's only fifty car washes in other places, where is he one hundred and fifteen." Aunt Wang's face was full of disgust.

"Alas, let's just not go to this thing."

"Not going?" Aunt Wang sneered, "You don't want to go, I heard that this season Aeon is in the East Village, and others just don't wash the car, but as long as the person is not in the car, he will wash the other person's car, and when it's over, he will wait there, and he will fight if he doesn't give money." ”

"Hey, isn't this a bully?"

"That's not it."

"Alas, I pity this old Liu, his wife had diabetes the year before last, so he lives on this little pension and salary, and now that the broadcast studio is gone, the district must not give funds." Aunt Zhang sighed.

Originally, Meng Ke didn't plan to meddle in things, but listening to the discussions of these uncles and aunts around him, the fire in his heart swelled.

What's wrong with grandchildren? If you want to open a black shop, why do you want to cut off Uncle Liu's source of livelihood?

If you don't open the roof for three days, you're going to be back!

(To be continued.) )