Lin Miaomiao was immersed in the conception of the novel, and began to write quickly and skillfully on the paper with a pen.

In this era, there were no computers, only handwriting, so as long as a meaningful novel could be completed in its entirety, it would most likely be published or published.

She tentatively set the word count of this novel at about 80,000 words, and if it goes well, she can get more than 1,000 manuscript fees!

In the 80s, the salaries of ordinary people ranged from tens of yuan, and even a young regiment leader like Yu Munan was only more than 100 yuan a month, but he could support a large family.

In other words, the currency of the 80s at that time can be roughly calculated on a 1:100 basis compared to the currency after 2010.

If she could complete this novel in just one month and get such a high manuscript fee, she wouldn't have to worry about Jiang Yuemei doing it behind her back, and she would let Nanfeng follow her 24 hours a day!

It's just that Yu Munan's suggestion is also very good, if she recognizes Zhu Keqing as her grandmother, she can be sheltered under the power of the Wang family, even if Jiang Yuemei wants to reach out, she is afraid that she will not dare to be so bold.

Lin Miaomiao worked hard and wrote until more than one o'clock in the morning, when she felt that her wrist was sore, so she packed up her manuscript and went to bed.

She got up early the next morning and carefully put the outline and manuscript she had written last night into her schoolbag before going out.

Lin Qianqian and Jiang Yuemei are eyeing her, and her hard work can't be ruined by them.

When she went out, she deliberately staggered the time when Lin Zhennan and Jiang Yuemei went out, and only opened the door and walked out after the living room was quiet.

But to her surprise, Lin Qianqian was already sitting in the living room neatly dressed, looking at her with a smile.

"Wonderful! Where are you going? ”

Hearing her pretentious voice, Lin Miaomiao had goosebumps all over her body, looked at her coldly, and went into the kitchen to prepare her own lunch.

Lin Qianqian hurriedly followed: "Don't get food at home, I'll take you to eat wontons on Chundeng Street!" ”

"Thanks!" Lin Miaomiao didn't look back, and continued to light the fire and prepare to eat the next bowl of noodles.

Lin Qianqian suddenly became so diligent, either a traitor or a thief!

Seeing that her attitude was extremely cold, Lin Qianqian secretly gritted her teeth and walked out of the kitchen with a calm face.

She looked at Lin Miaomiao's schoolbag in the living room, and then looked at her who was busy in the kitchen, and couldn't help but quietly open the schoolbag and rummage through it.

Seeing a few information books and a large stack of stationery in her schoolbag, Lin Qianqian pouted, this nerd, she didn't even have five cents in her schoolbag, and it was rare to be like this!

She let go of her schoolbag a little stupidly, but inadvertently opened the stack of letter paper and saw the beautifully written articles on it......

After reading a few pages, Lin Qianqian's expression was surprised, this little slut was actually writing a novel!

She frowned and thought for a moment, and without hesitation, she tore off the letter paper directly, hid it in her bag, and then closed Lin Miaomiao's schoolbag quietly.

When Lin Miaomiao came out after eating noodles, she found that Lin Qianqian had already gone out, and her face couldn't help but turn cold.

She didn't notice anything unusual, so she packed two cold steamed buns and a box of pickles in a bag, filled a pot of cold boiled water and went out.

According to the plan today, she had to visit Zhu Keqing first, and then go to the library to continue her new work.