Chapter 13: Writing a Novel

Of course I didn't go to have sex with Su Jing, I came out of the Internet café, it was already dark, and I left in a hurry under the pretext that my family called me something.

In two days, it will be the eleventh long holiday, and my mother is a public institution, and it will be seven days after a release. These days, she thinks about how to use these seven days to go out to play, and I, racking my brains, has prepared a few sets of travel plans for my mother in some nearby characteristic cities, needless to say, they are all cities that I have played in my previous life. My mother thought it was very good, and forced my father to take a leave of absence from the unit and go out to play together.

In the two-person world of my father and mother, of course I won't join in the fun. Before the 11th holiday, the students were very excited, and the atmosphere of the class was also unusually active. I was still immersed in the same problem, Zhou Mu was still working hard to compare with me, and Cao Jia was busy and took her favorite magazines to read secretly.

Eleventh has finally arrived, and the high school is a unified city-wide holiday, with five days off. Coincidentally, Su Jing took advantage of the holidays to go out to play, and I didn't have to be a tutor.

These five days are completely my own.

The idle and boring days made my addiction to writing novels again. There was a long-conceived novel that had been dangling in my head for a long time, and finally, I sat down in front of my computer and started writing the book.

I wrote a post-apocalyptic survival novel, and most of the inspiration in the book came from the novels I had read in my previous life. By the time I graduated from college, this kind of theme had already been rotten on the street, and the plot was the same and no one cared about it. But for now, no works on this subject matter have yet to come out, and my novel has become a masterpiece of its own.

So, with my fairly good writing, mediocre ideas, and slightly pale character sketches, the works I wrote are actually very popular with readers. As soon as I updated the first few chapters, some readers chased the comments and urged me to write quickly. Even a lot of recommendation votes smashed up. I was so encouraged that I simply forgot to eat, and kept sitting in front of the computer to upload the code words.

On the first day, I uploaded 12,000 words. The next day, he wrote 20,000 words.

By the end of the fourth day, I got up from the computer with a sore back, and the novel had nearly 100,000 words and the story had fully unfolded.

Readers are even more attracted, but in fact, there are not many highlights in my work itself. But what readers like is this rare apocalyptic theme, especially some plots borrowed from the masterpieces I read in my previous life, which made readers addicted, and under the excitement of the group, they actually pushed my new book to the front page of the website.

So, it was only natural that an editor contacted me. Coincidentally, the editor who contacted me was actually my superior as a web editor.

Qingfeng slowly contacted me on QQ, and when he learned that the author of this excellent new book was me, Qingfeng Xu expressed his surprise.

But because they are acquaintances, they get straight to the point when they communicate with me.

"It's all acquaintances, sign a contract, you know the conditions and everything."

"How are you, two websites editing?" I asked curiously, because the website where I uploaded my novel was not the same as the website where I worked as an online editor. The latter, which is a tepid medium site; The former, on the other hand, is the undisputed number one novel website in the online literature world.

"Why, you are allowed to be an editor and an author at the same time, and I am not allowed to be an editor on two websites?" Qingfeng Xu was not forgiving at all, but he still explained, "My job there was put down at the end of September, and I have been working on this site since October. ”

"Oh."

"Sign a contract, huh? What do you think? ”

"How do you sign it? I just wanted to write about it for fun. I have other things to do, and now I'm just writing on vacation, and when the vacation passes, I won't have so much time to update. "I told the truth to Qingfeng slowly.

There was silence for a while, and I guessed she had gone to ask her superiors.

"I have discussed it with my superiors, and the readers of your novel have responded very well. The website also values you as a rookie author, so you can discuss the signing of the contract. Our website is very sincere, you can put forward any ideas. The breeze slowly typed again.

The other party's attitude is very sincere, and I also feel that signing a contract is only good for me, not harmful.

I chose to sign the contract and communicated with Qingfeng in detail about the specific matters of the contract. The other party promised that as long as my novel was full of 150,000 words, it would be on the shelves immediately.

Once on the shelves, you can earn a share of the subscription novel.

I talked about the signing of the contract in detail. By the time everything was settled, it was already late at night. Qingfeng slowly sent a few sleepy expressions in succession, urging me to sleep. Say yes, I'll mail the contract over.

Wash your face, brush your teeth, and go to bed. But lying on the bed, I was a little excited because of the contract, and I couldn't sleep over and over.

Damn it! Just don't sleep, codeword!

I cursed, jumped to my feet, and continued to sit in front of the computer and splash ink.

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During the five-day vacation, I actually finished writing 150,000 words, and the readers' praise was overwhelming, and my novel was always on the front page, and I couldn't get it down at all.

Before I went to school, I had already applied for a bank card, signed an electronic contract with the website, and the novel was on the shelves as promised.

Just wait for the paper version of the contract to arrive in the mail.

But I also know that after going to school, I still have to focus on my studies, novels, and it is a miracle to be able to barely guarantee a change every day. The rest can only wait for the weekend or holiday to erupt.

After school, everything was business as usual. The teachers sent down a large number of rolls to help the students restrain the playfulness that had grown during the holidays. In the midst of the mourning, I still lowered my head and brushed the questions.

In the middle of October, it soon arrived, and the school began to organize the autumn sports day. For some events, all classes signed up enthusiastically, but some events, such as the 3,000-meter run, were not signed up at all.

"Chen Ze, don't you run every day? Three thousand meters, here you come. "The sports committee couldn't catch the strong man at all, and in the end, it was the head teacher Qiao Shanshan who came out and ordered me to run three thousand meters.

I grinned, but it didn't matter, after all, the morning and evening runs for more than a month were not in vain. The 3,000-meter run will make me sure to get a place, which may be difficult; But if I keep running, it's fine.

With a relaxed attitude, I nodded in agreement.

Since the sports day is organized, the athletes who sign up for each class have to train. The school has generously opened up the right to use the plastic playground, and students can train freely on it.

It's just that I run every morning and evening, which is a lot more inconvenient. When running, you should be careful to avoid crowds, not only to ensure that you do not hit people, but also to pay attention not to be hit by others.

I was careful for two days, but I still didn't leave anyone behind, and I was hit by someone.