"Your savings card account with tail number 8888 was transferred to other accounts at 12 o'clock on May 1 with an income of RMB 64. 50,000 yuan, current balance 64. 50,000 yuan. [Economic Bank]. ”

After reading the text message, Lin Feng smiled in his heart, and his efforts paid off. Lin Feng's first income from being reborn in this space came from Dou Po, which was published on the Chuangdian website.

Without deliberately checking the account page, Lin Feng still quietly coded the words.

It's just that everything seems to be squeezed to this day, and there is a rush of text messages, "Your savings card account with the tail number 8888 will be transferred to other accounts at 12:17 on May 1 with an income of RMB 357." 70,000 yuan, with a current balance of 422. 20,000 yuan. [Economic Bank].

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment and then instantly understood the reason for the matter, the four songs with income on the Xinsheng Music Network, the income has arrived, but it seems that there is a gap with his own calculation, a little more.

Puzzled, Lin Feng boarded his own space on the heart page, an unread message was flickering, click on it, Lin Feng laughed silently, this heart music website is so good at being a person, he actually took the initiative to reduce the share of heart music to singers by one percent, okay, you treat me as a countryman, I should repay it with a countryman, Lin Feng quietly classified his heart as a key cooperation object.

It seems that another song is going to be released, Lin Feng thought about it, the last lyrics of the single chapter of the testimonial after the end of the monthly ticket battle yesterday were a glimpse of Lin Feng's previous life, and it was the lyrics of a song specially made for Dou Po, which was recalled by Lin Feng as a thank you to everyone, and now the fans of his song support him so much, he should also express it.

The wooden battalion general, heh, Lin Feng smiled and laughed proudly, and the heartfelt music told Lin Feng about Lin Feng's casual and hardcore fan organization of the wooden battalion general.

A hurried phone ringing woke Lin Feng up from the state of being proud of ascending to immortal, Lin Feng shook his head, he found a reason for himself, he had never touched his fans in his previous life, so he lost his temper.

"Hello, Editor-in-Chief Chen." The call was made by Chen Zhuo, the editor-in-chief of Fanxing Publishing House.

"Mr. Lin, congratulations." Chen Zhuo's voice was full of joy and joy.

"Oh, where does the joy come from?"

"The youngest three-talented singer in the history of music, the youngest talent in the history of music. Knowledgeable. I'm also a fan of yours, and I'm going to give an autograph when I turn around. Chen Zhuo's words of admiration carried a certain respect, who could not be shocked and overwhelmed by the wide sea.

"Editor-in-chief Chen has won the award, but he just wrote his heart, as for the signature, the editor-in-chief said with a smile, didn't he sign it for you once?" Lin Feng was modest with a hint of deservedness.

"Signed? Oh, the contract, that's not counting, haha. Getting back to the point, in addition to congratulating you on your promotion to a three-talented singer, I called you this time to congratulate you on two other things, the first is related to your identity as a singer, I heard that some people in my industry want to make a fuss about you in order to increase sales. The second is that Wukong Biography is ready and will be released in seven days, and you see if you want to promote it in the name of your singer. Speaking of business, Chen Zhuo's voice became very solemn.

"Oh, make a fuss about me? How? ”

"It's the sea and the sky, you have never been to Dongyue, why can you sing and write such a Cantonese song?"

"Hehe, it's just a clown jumping beam, don't worry, thank you Editor-in-Chief Chen for your kindness, Lin Feng understands it." Lin Feng was full of confidence, but he also received Chen Zhuo's affection.

"Hehe, that's good. What about Wukong? Chen Zhuo is very satisfied, the future leaders of the music and literature circles are very good, the leaders of the music and literary circles, this is Chen Zhuo's view of Lin Feng's future, as for the higher, he didn't dare to think about it.

"No need, just promote it as the author, I have confidence in Wukong Biography." Absolute confidence is beyond words.

"Okay, then we'll see the strength of Wukong, to be honest, I'm a little worried now, I have a hunch that it will definitely sell, but I'm not a little lost."

"Then I borrowed the words of Editor-in-Chief Chen. After all, I'm also a gamble. ”

"Haha, then I won't bother, we'll see after the release. In addition, I would like to say a word as a soldier of the wooden battalion, I hope Lin Feng will be able to release a new song. Good bye! ”

"Surely, goodbye!" Lin Feng hung up the phone and muttered, "Wukong Chuan, it's up to you, Dou Po has already shone, I look forward to your brilliance." "As for the articles that the so-called newspapers are going to do, why should they be careful?

Lin Feng, who finished speaking, continued to work, there is still a long way to go for the brilliant literary works of his previous life to shine in this world.

………

Principal's Office.

Mr. Chancellor has come out of the feelings evoked by the birds and fish, and is now copying the article, so he should feel good about such a good work.

The farthest distance in the world is the distance between birds and fish, one soaring into the sky, the other diving deep into the bottom of the sea. Copying down the last sentence, the principal solemnly folded it and put it in a drawer, and then picked up the phone.

A series of dials, a few short tones, and the phone went through.

"Hey, hello, the office of the jury of the Shenzhou Golden Cup Literary Competition." A sweet girl came.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Mingquan, the principal of Fengshi No. 1 Middle School, and I'm looking for Mr. Ma Shu from the jury."

Mr. Principal, surnamed Zhang, Shangmingquan, Zhang Mingquan.

"Okay, please wait."

About thirty seconds, "Lao Zhang, why did you call me at this time." Is that qualification recommended that you use it, I remember not participating in it for several years. ”

"Why waste this time if you don't have the strength to be embarrassed."

"Oh, did you find a good seedling this time and want to participate." Mr. Ma is full of expectations, he knows the character of his old friend, gentle and stubborn, and he will definitely not recommend works that are not of a certain grade.

"Yes, I found a good seedling, very good, I admire him very much, although he is young, but the master is the teacher, I am the one who elected him to participate in the audition this time."

"Then I want to see what kind of character the person you respect so much, the strict Lao Zhang." The old horse's heart was full of curiosity.

"I'll send it to you later. It must be a big surprise guaranteed. Okay, it's okay, you can get busy first, remember to register. ”

"Don't worry, I'm looking forward to him."

…

Since it is recommended, why do you want to audition? Because there are many people who have recommended places, they are not all literary workers, they may be officials, scientists, businessmen, etc., relatively elite people from all walks of life have the ability to recommend, and everyone can recommend several, so there are only a lot of people who are higher than the number of indiscriminate people, so it is necessary to audition.

Invest to speed up time.

The curtain of night slowly fell.

The night market is still lively, and the neighborhood has fallen silent, only the treetops sway slightly, showing that the wind has not rested. The glittering stars glitter seductively in the endless dark blue sky, and the charm of the moon cannot hide it.

Lin Feng, who had just finished updating Dou Po, was filling in the information in the background of the creator of Chuangdian, and was in the new work column.

The new book promised to book friends is about to be sent, and at this moment, countless readers are also refreshing the page next to the computer, and they are all waiting for Lin Feng's free new book after reading the Dou Po update. At the same time, there are also major authors who have nothing to do, editors, and whether the second book of the first person in the online article can continue to be brilliant, even if it is not on the shelves, there is no charge.

Finally, there is finally movement in one of the other works of the full moon purple city, which is released directly without review, and the treatment enjoyed by the supreme god and above is enjoyed.

brushed out the movement, and the hungry and thirsty book friends rushed up, clicked on it, and were stunned.

"Nima, you are too pitiful when the full moon is big, how can you be a martial artist, how can you be a martial artist?"

"And this name, your sister!"

"The full moon is proud, and he actually writes martial arts."

"You can't fool us with martial arts just because it's free."

"Haha, this time I see that you, the first person, are going to fall off the throne." This is the voice of some low-level authors.

"It's a tragedy, this full moon seems to have a problem. Hahaha" This is the voice of the high-level of Qiheng and Zongshi.

……

All kinds of voices, all kinds of complaints, all kinds of schadenfreude. Almost all of them shook their heads.

It's no wonder that everyone reacts so much, the era of martial arts has passed, and martial arts can no longer meet people's needs in this era of rapid development. That's the refreshing coming of the fantasy fairy.

And the newly built works of the Full Moon Purple City are: the immortal sword of the seven weapons, the classification of works, martial arts.

The work has two chapters, one is related to the work and the other is the main text.

Open the work related, everyone is looking forward to the full moon to give a thrilling work related to tell the reader that this is just a joke, the classification of the book is wrong, but unfortunately, there are only a few words related to the work, and it is very arrogant and underwhelming.

"That's right, it's martial arts, but it's a classic, I'm confident, the reason, don't explain."

"Your sister, so dragged." The voice of all.

"There's no way, no matter how dissatisfied you are, you have to look at it, who made the family fight to write it well, it's a big deal not to read it in the future." said so, but there was a trace of expectation in everyone's eyes, so the bloody plot was so crazy, why can't the myth continue?

Click on the next chapter, and all the actions that I can't wait to make the page a little stuck.

The page slowly appears from top to bottom.

[Heavenly Bai Yujing, five floors and twelve cities. The immortals touched my top, and the knot gave me immortality]

"Alas, the old one, martial arts begins with a poem, but this poem, the heavenly palace, the white jade capital, has twelve pavilions, five cities, the immortals for me to caress the top, and receive the longevity talisman. It's not bad, but I still like to watch fantasy, and this is also the immortal touching my top, and the fantasy is all gone. Forget it, let's read on first. The page is finally getting ready. ”

Twilight.

Nine strange people suddenly appeared on the stone street, with jute shirts, multi-eared bast shoes, and a bowl-sized gold ring hanging from their left ear, full of heads

The messy hair was all red, and it was scattered over the shoulders like flames. ……

They walked slowly down the long street, and wherever they passed, all sounds immediately stopped, and even the children's cries were abruptly stopped.

At the end of the street, on a three-zhang high flagpole, four large lanterns were raised.

Vermilion lanterns, black letters!

'Fengyun Inn'.

"Huh, hey, hey." These three sounds come from a person, the editor of Donggong University.

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