Since he is destined to live up to his intentions, he should cut through the mess quickly, and leave him a little hope, and it will be a harm to him if she keeps some of his things, so why give him hope, maybe if he breaks off with her completely, he will gain better as soon as he turns around......

Back in the classroom, there were still five minutes to go to class, and the students walked in one after another, and Li Siqing and the others passed by her and rolled their eyes at her.

Heh~ It's just that if you don't mess with me, you mess with me...... Hehe......

The days passed slowly for two weeks, Yu Minghui studied hard every day, took the time to call Duan Pengyu, and would go to the Internet café to write novels after eating at noon and at night, and now there are 50,000 words.

This day is Saturday, Yu Minghui slept lazily, and after eating at noon, she went to the Internet café to code words as usual, she logged on to her account and found that there were a few messages.

"Linghu Wuyu, hello, your novel has reached the contract standard, please contact the editor Sunflower Seed 85******"

"Linghu Wuyu, are you there? Please contact me quickly when you see it. ”

Yu Minghui hurriedly took the Penguin and added editing.

The verification passed quickly.

Sunflower Seed: "Linghu Wuyu, I am your editor and now I intend to sign a contract with you, I don't know how many words you plan to write, how much more can you write every day?" ”

Linghu Wuyu: "I plan to write one million, divided into three volumes, three thousand, and more every day, and I don't have time to write more." ”

Sunflower seeds: "Really? Don't abandon the pit? "Most of the current authors' updates are not very stable, and the number of words written is also about 200,000, which is rare to have such a daily update.

Linghu Wuyu: "I'm counting on it to make money, of course I won't give up!" ”

Sunflower Seed: "Okay, then let's talk about signing a contract." ”

Sunflower Seed sent Yu Minghui a contract document, and Yu Minghui took a general look at it, which means that if she writes a book and reads more people, she will get more manuscript fees, and fewer people will read it, and the manuscript fee will be less.

Yu Minghui felt that this was normal, and she had no objections.

At noon, Yu Minghui didn't have a word, running between the printing shop and the post office, the post office was still in the old city, she also took a bus to the old city, after the contract was sent, Yu Minghui breathed a sigh of relief.

It's almost time to charge for books, so now I'm waiting for the money to come in, and everything is fine......

When I was about to go back to the Xincheng Internet café to write a little more, I suddenly found that my stomach hurt a little.

Could it be that you have walked too much at noon?

Isn't that right?

Yu Minghui walked to the steps by the side of the road and sat down, thinking that it would be good to rest for a while.

After a while, she found that her stomach was getting more and more painful, and she faintly felt a wetness coming from her buttocks, and Yu Minghui was petrified on the spot......

Oh my! It's no wonder she didn't expect this incident, it's true that she's only been here three or four times in total, and it's still irregular.

When I was a child, I didn't pay attention to my body, and my family didn't care much about it, so I didn't come until I was eighteen years old, the first time I went to my aunt's house last winter, and the second time I came again after half a year, and the last time was a few weeks ago, and she would think that her stomach hurt because of this.

She quietly moved her buttocks, and when she saw the brown marks on the cement steps, she suddenly felt that she had no love.

She is wearing a pair of light-colored jeans today, and now she must have a large back, and she is only wearing half sleeves on her upper body, and she doesn't even have a coat, how can she go back!

Suddenly, a boy stood in front of Yu Minghui.