"God's work, this is definitely God's work. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Meng Fei was excited, how long it had been, a year, three years, or five years, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't read such a functional novel.

What kind of dysfunction does he have, medically it is a terminal illness, but after reading this novel, he is actually ready to move, he can't stop, this is not a masterpiece, so what else is a god? !

"If you sign it, you have to sign it right away. Meng Fei couldn't help but clench his fists, if such a masterpiece was not signed immediately, he would probably regret it for the rest of his life.

The skill of this writing is so terrifying, it is simply deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, as if the real event happened in front of his eyes, this is already a writing skill that is close to the Tao.

The person who can write such a work is definitely a master-level figure, I don't know how many films I have watched all year round, and I have rich clinical experience, is it that Master Jia Zhiwei has personally written again?

Thinking of this, he immediately looked at the author's contact information, as well as some information, and was immediately stunned, it was not a master who wrote this work, but an eighteen-year-old high school student.

When did a high school student have such pen power and actually write such a master-level work, Meng Fei couldn't believe his eyes, confirmed it again and again, and finally really determined.

Because this is the information filled in by the author himself, and it is also carefully written through the ID card, it is absolutely impossible to falsify.

"It's true, this is definitely a genius writer, a rising star in the future, maybe it can surpass the achievements of Master Jia Zhiwei. Meng Fei couldn't help but get excited, he didn't care if it was late at night, and immediately added the author's penguin communication number.

With a ding, the friend certification was immediately passed.

"Has it worked?"

Meng Fei was overjoyed, and immediately established a video communication with the other party, and soon there was an image from the opposite side, and a young man wearing white casual clothes with a young face appeared in front of him.

"May I ask if you are Mr. Black-Hearted Wolf?" he asked cautiously.

The young man was stunned, he didn't expect that someone else would call him a teacher, but he also reacted quickly: "That's right, I am the author who just submitted the manuscript, the black-hearted wolf, whose real name is Xia Ping." ”

"That would be great. ”

Meng Fei smiled: "I have read your novel, I am personally very optimistic about this novel, I don't know if I can sign a contract with my Penguin Novel Network, I promise you, there is definitely the strongest promotion, so that your novel will become an instant hit." ”

He is full of confidence, even an old driver like him, just reading the beginning, he is excited to this extent, such a novel is not popular, it is simply intolerable.

"Okay, let's sign a contract. Xia Ping nodded and agreed, he originally wanted to sign a contract with Penguin Novel Network, after all, this online novel platform is the largest in the entire Yanhuang Star, and if it can become popular, the income will be the greatest.

"That's great, this is my contract for Penguin Fiction Network, it's all standard contracts, every author signs the same contract with us, I believe you won't suffer from the black-hearted wolf teacher." Meng Fei immediately posted a contract on the Internet, "If you agree, just sign it." ”

In this era, paper contracts have been eliminated, and the contract is signed directly online and signed with your own ID chip, which is also legally effective.

"Okay. Xia Ping glanced at it casually and signed the contract, he also once knew about Penguin Novel Network, the largest novel website in the industry, there was no big scandal, and it was trustworthy.

When Meng Fei saw that the contract was signed, he was immediately overjoyed, and his attitude became more enthusiastic: "Teacher Black-hearted Wolf, do you still have a manuscript?" If so, publish it as soon as possible, and if it reaches 100,000 words, I will arrange a recommendation for you as soon as possible." ”

In fact, novels are the same no matter which world they are, and if the number of words is not enough, fewer people will read them.

"If you save the manuscript, I haven't it yet, but I can code it out quickly. Xia Ping said confidently, his body in the world of Yanhuang Star does not know how many times stronger than the earth, and the speed of code words has also increased greatly, and after testing it just now, it has actually reached a speed of 20,000 words per hour, which is simply inhuman.

Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that he just typed out the words in his head, and he didn't need to think too much about the plot, just have a ready-made copy.

"In this way, then I look forward to the next story of Mr. Black-hearted Wolf. Hearing that there was no manuscript, Meng Fei felt very sorry, and he still wanted to see the next content.

But if you don't, there's no way.

Next, he and Xia Ping checked the bank account and ID card information, after all, this is a matter of remuneration, which is very important, so naturally it is not allowed to be sloppy.

After checking, the two sides ended the call.

"Haha, finally in my hands, a new master of functional fiction will be born. "Meng Fei was extremely excited, and the sense of accomplishment of being able to cultivate a top master of functional fiction was extraordinary.

In the fiction industry, even editors have so-called achievements, and if you don't bring out a few famous authors, no one will believe in your ability.

Once you can train a master, then your industry status will definitely increase greatly, and even your salary will increase dramatically, and it is not impossible to become an editor-in-chief.

But now is not the time for Meng Fei to think about such a trivial matter, after reading that novel, he felt that his body was about to move, and there was a flame that he hadn't seen for two years.

You know, since that car accident, his family has almost fallen apart, his wife can't touch it, he has low self-esteem, he is looked down upon by his boss outside, and he is looked down upon by his wife at home, how miserable it is.

But today, he's going to start regaining his strength, and he's going to do that on his knees begging for mercy.

Meng Fei's eyes showed a raging fire, and at the same time, he also sighed in his heart that this master's work saved his life, no less than a miracle medicine.

Thinking of this, he walked towards his wife's bedroom, his whole body exuding unprecedented confidence.

............

"Finally the contract was signed, and the next step was to continue to save the manuscript and send all the remaining chapters. Xia Ping clenched his fists, he planned to write 500,000 words for this novel, and if he wrote 20,000 words per hour, it would take at least twenty-five hours.

Of course, he still has to take classes, and he can write for up to eight hours a day, and he has to write for about three days.

Some people say that some novels often have millions of words, and just 500,000 words is not too little, but for functional novels, it is normal to have more than 100,000 or 200,000 words.

If you say 500,000 words, it's already a huge work.

"Okay, you have to struggle, make money!"

Xia Ping immediately turned on the computer, and coded the words on it crazily, and before going to sleep, he planned to code tens of thousands of words again.