Zhao Qingyu has not yet told her family what she wrote, and she has not even mentioned some magazines and newspapers published before.

The letters were sent directly to the school and picked up from the school guard's office.

When she went to the Internet café to serialize this afternoon, she found that there was a new private message in the background, and the other party said that he was the editor of the website and could sign a contract with her.

Zhao Qingyu specially went to the forum to check, there is indeed such a person, and the news is true news.

It's really good to be able to sign a contract, and the website will promote it, Zhao Qingyu immediately agreed, but the contract needs to be printed by himself.

She re-released a chapter and checked her results, yes, although it was only 20,000 words, and the collection had broken 100, she didn't know if such a result was good or bad, but there were many more comments below, which gave her a lot of motivation.

On the way home, she found a print shop, printed out a sample contract sent from the other side, and bought a large envelope at the store.

In the past, she had only used the most ordinary small envelopes, but this time the contract was really thick, and she could only use a large one.

After dinner, his parents rested early, Xiaodan also had to sleep, Zhao Qingfeng was reading comics in his room, and his summer vacation homework was almost done.

Zhao Qingyu returned to the room and did not continue to code as usual, but carefully read and looked at the contract before filling in the information completely.

The next morning, she helped out in the shop as usual, and when the rush hour was over, she ate a casual bowl of hot dry noodles and went out.

She passed by the post office and stuffed the letter into the green mailbox at the entrance of the post office before continuing towards the Internet café.

Although she was delayed for a while last night, her mind was very good, and she wrote nearly 5,000 words in three hours.

Alas.

She sighed faintly, if only there was a computer at home, and it would be nice to continue to type words on the computer after writing every day, which really felt like wasting time.

With Zhao Qingyu's steady updates, the readership continues to grow every day, although the increase is not large, but it still makes her very happy.

This situation continued until one day a week later, Zhao Qingyu went to the Internet café to update again, and suddenly found that her messages suddenly increased, and when she looked at it again, the collection was the same.

The previous collection was increasing by more than ten or twenty every day, and the same was true the day before, but when I looked at it today, it went up by more than three hundred in one day!

She thought she was dazzled, or that there was something wrong with the system, until she found the system message in the background, which turned out to be that she had successfully signed a contract and was just in time to enter the list.

And the time to be on the list is actually only three hours, which means that these three more collections are not growing in one day, but three hours!

Zhao Qingyu was speechless, it turned out that there was such a big benefit to being on the list, no wonder most of the people in the forum were very concerned about this.

Because of the contract, she added the editor's QQ, and she was usually too lazy to log in, but it was not immediately approved when she added it, so she went offline.

In the next few days, she came to the Internet café, but she only logged in to the writer's background of the website, and forgot all about QQ and everything.

Now that I think about it, it seems like I should log in and check it out to see if the editor has anything to say to me.

So she skillfully opened the QQ login box, and then entered the unfamiliar QQ number into it, and clicked to log in.

Sure enough, the editor had already approved her friend request and sent her some notes.

Of course, she didn't reply to a single ......

At this time, not everyone has a computer, this situation is very common, and Zhao Qingyu replied with a thank you.

The other side quickly replied to her.

Editor: Your results are very good, and you are on the list today, although it is not a good recommendation, but you have to work hard, it is better to have more!

Zhao Qingyu: Okay, so how much more?

Edit: You can double the change, and you can add more when there is a better recommendation next time.

One watch is 3,000, and a double watch is 6,000......

Is she going to spend another four or five hours in an Internet café?

Fortunately, the editor soon sent another message: If it is not so much, it can also be a big chapter, and the number of words is 4,000 to 5,000~~!

Is this editor so understanding, Zhao Qingyu immediately replied: Okay!

She decided, and it was more than five thousand.

Because there are more people watching it, there are more messages, some praise her, some shout cheers, some guess the plot, and some criticize her.

For those bad comments, Zhao Qingyu chose some more meaningful replies, but she chose to ignore her words.

Although her article was very bad in the later days, it was still very, very innovative in such an early era of online articles, and everyone basically never saw this, and many people were attracted.

When Zhao Qingyu went back the next day, the collection had already exceeded 1,000.

On the third day, the editor gave her an official recommendation because she had good grades and a clear ranking.

Later, almost every day, the collection can rise by nearly a thousand or so.

Zhao Qingyu had a very surprised feeling, when she rose by more than ten or twenty a day before, she was already very satisfied, but she didn't expect this earth-shaking change after signing the contract.

Because more and more people left messages, she couldn't reply to everyone like before, so she would say some testimonials in the author's thoughts below.

In the past few days, under the reminder of the editor, she needs to be more than usual, so she spends more time in the Internet café every day, and when she returns home, she has to hurry up to catch up with the manuscript and make up for all the extra posts she has.

After gaining motivation, her mind has also broadened a lot, and she can write six or seven thousand words almost every day.

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother found that their daughter seemed to be busier.

"Is there any literature on the Internet that is so good?" Mother Zhao looked at Zhao Qingyu and went out again happily, and muttered incomprehensibly.

Father Zhao, who was next to him, heard it and said, "I think we Xiaoyu also want to write." ”

Zhao's mother thought about it, every day after Zhao Qingyu came back from the Internet café, she would lock herself in her room and write for hours.

Sometimes when she wakes up at night, she sees that the light in her room is still on.

In fact, Zhao Qingyu doesn't sleep as late as before now, but he has nothing to do at night, and he can't sleep too early, so he simply writes, and he won't rest until more than ten o'clock.

Sometimes when I lie down in bed, I still think about the plot, and when I have a flash of inspiration, I will quickly get up and record my inspiration, so as not to forget the light after sleeping.

Recently, there have been more people who have hacked her, and the editor values her very much, and knows these things, so he told her not to care, write well, and as for those who deliberately brush low scores, she will help punish her.

Zhao Qingyu was very moved, this editor was as good as a newspaper editor before her, and now the newspaper editor occasionally came to her and asked her why she didn't continue to submit.

Zhao Qingyu really couldn't bear to tell the other party that she had thrown herself into the arms of literature in the new era, and those newspapers and magazines would eventually decline in the future.

Because of Zhao Qingyu's excellent grades, the editor's recommendation to her has never been broken, and her popularity has skyrocketed.

With the increase in fans, those few who hacked her were attacked by the readers who really loved this article, and they were soon drowned in everyone's saliva.

After a long time, few people will find themselves bored.

Moreover, after Zhao Qingyu posted more than 80,000 words, the editor informed her that she could open VIP chapters, and the people who would spend money to read them later were basically real readers.

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Li Feiyu's life as a small worker finally came to an end, and he felt as if he hadn't seen Zhao Qingyu for a year.

Father Li felt that it was too troublesome to go home from Y City after work every day, so he simply brought clothes and two mats directly at home, and slept directly in the construction site.

Li Feiyu was also forced to stay there for a month.

In fact, he could have come back directly by car or motorcycle, but he had called Zhao Qingyu a few times before, and the other party seemed to be very busy, and he didn't agree to ask her out.

He was a little disheartened for a while, so he simply stayed in Y City with Father Li.

The construction site always has to be completed, and Li Feiyu is still back.

On the first day of his return, he passed by the vicinity of Xinglong Noodle Restaurant and successfully made Zhao's mother find him.

"Li Feiyu!" Mother Zhao warmly beckoned him to come in and sit down.

Father Zhao is also very happy, he hasn't played chess with this kid for a long time, and his hands are really a little itchy.

Li Feiyu moved a stool and sat down, a pair of eyes glanced into the store, and swept around the people who didn't see Zhao Qingyu.

Father Zhao looked at his expression very clearly: "You are looking for Xiaoyu, she is out and will come back before dinner." ”

Li Feiyu glanced at the time, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Where did she go?" Li Feiyu asked casually.

"I went to an Internet café, it seems that I learned something online." Father Zhao was vague, after all, he really didn't know very well.

Li Feiyu's eyes lit up: "She went to learn computers?" ”

They have two Internet cafes in the town with teaching, if someone wants to learn simple clerk operations, they can go there, and the tuition fee is several hundred yuan.

Father Zhao shook his head: "It's not to learn computers, it seems to be reading some books on the Internet, I don't know very well." ”

"Oh......"

Li Feiyu didn't understand, like him, he didn't go to the Internet café to read books except for playing games, watching movies and chatting.

After playing a few games of chess with Zhao's father, he saw that the time was almost up, and it was almost four o'clock, so he got up and said, "It's not early, I'll go back first." ”

"It's almost time to eat, so you'll have dinner here and then go back." Mother Zhao persuaded beside her.

Li Feiyu said with a smile: "It depends on the situation, my father's clothes haven't been washed yet, I have to go back to wash his clothes first." ”

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother glanced at each other, this child is still quite obedient.

In fact, Li Feiyu has a washing machine at home, and his father's clothes were thrown in as soon as he came back, the reason why he said this was to find a reason to leave, and then go to the street to try his luck and see if he could meet Zhao Qingyu.

There are Zhao Qingyu's parents in the store, and sometimes he wants to say a word to the other party and discuss it carefully, for fear of leaving a bad impression on adults.

Besides, he wanted to be alone with Zhao Qingyu, although the other party had never been enthusiastic.

Li Feiyu walked all the way first, and when he was playing chess, he specially asked Zhao Qingyu where he was surfing the Internet, but Zhao's father didn't know about it.

There was no way, he could only look for them one by one.

There are not many Internet cafes in W Town, there are six, but they are distributed in all corners, and it takes more than an hour to find them all.

Originally, he thought that riding a motorcycle must be much faster, but thinking of Zhao Qingyu's subtle expression every time he saw his motorcycle, he still gave up.

Li Feiyu simply stopped a tricycle on the road, and directly asked others to carry him to various Internet cafes to find it, and by the way, to see if he could meet him on the road.

He actually met Zhao Qingyu a few times in an Internet café, once in his own Internet café, and the other was a black Internet café called Meteor Shower on the walking street.

He first went back to his Internet café to look around, but he didn't see anyone, and it happened that the meteor shower was not far from his house, so he went over to look for it again, and really found Zhao Qingyu inside.

The tricycle driver was disappointed, he thought he could go around a few more laps and make more money.

Zhao Qingyu sat in the corner, there was a problem with the machine, the headphones were broken, there was no sound, and people who usually came would not sit there, even if they were new, they would change the machine immediately after finding the problem.

Zhao Qingyu is purely typing and doesn't need headphones, so it has become her exclusive location during this time.

When Li Feiyu came to find it, she happened to release a new chapter, ready to read the comments and interact with the readers.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that someone had been staring at him, and he looked up suspiciously and saw a familiar figure.

Li Feiyu, who was tall and tall, walked into the Internet café, and all the people sitting and playing games were attracted by his figure that could not be ignored, and they couldn't help but look up.

The owner of the Meteor Shower Internet Cafe knows Li Feiyu, and this kid has occasionally come to his house a few times before, but he hasn't come back since.

After all, it was a competitor, and the boss pretended to say hello to him.

Li Feiyu raised his hand and waved, just responded, and then kept walking towards the corner where Zhao Qingyu was.

There are a few young people who are surfing the Internet quietly looking over there, they are students from the nearby martial arts school, and they usually come over to surf the Internet, and the biggest fun is to quietly add the buckle number of the girls in the same Internet café.

Of course, there is no on-site chat platform in the black Internet café, and they all quietly sneak behind the girls and peek at their buckle numbers.

At this time, most of the girls came to the Internet café to chat, and the button page was also hung directly on the computer screen, as long as the eyesight was fine, they could basically see it at a glance.

Zhao Qingyu has been coming to the Internet café for a while, and she looks beautiful, she sits in the same position every time, and many young men who often come to the meteor shower have noticed her.

One of them quietly tried to peek at her button number, but unfortunately the other party didn't bring up the button page every time, and basically spent most of the time typing on a bland-looking web page.

Is there anything fun about this?

The few times the martial arts school guy still quietly discussed her behind her back, and bet that if anyone added her buckle number first, everyone would invite him to a meal.

It sounds boring, but in the hard life of martial arts, it can be regarded as a joy in the bitterness.

Li Feiyu's arrival made those young people all dispel the thoughts in their hearts.

Although Li Feiyu has not practiced martial arts, the tendons and flesh on his body and the height of 1.93 meters are enough to deter 99% of people.

I saw Li Feiyu walking behind Zhao Qingyu and scanning the Internet café domineeringly for a week, before lowering his head and whispering: "You are really here, I have been looking for you for a long time." ”

Zhao Qingyu was surprised: "What are you looking for me?" ”

"......" Li Feiyu coughed lightly, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I'm looking for you to talk." ”

"Oh, I've been a little busy lately." Zhao Qingyu retracted her gaze and looked at her computer screen again, there was still half an hour left to be three hours, and she had to hurry up to reply to the comments.

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