The night was getting deeper.

The smell of smoke in the Internet café became more and more intense, and it was a little choking.

The network administrator told the people in front of him a few times, and even once took the computer as a threat, but the little junior in front of him still kept teaching.

The helpless network administrator is no longer in charge, and over time, there are more smokers.

After Zhang Sheng uploaded the latest chapter of "Breaking the Sky", he looked backstage.

The collection has broken 5,000 and 5,000 words, and the number of recommended votes has increased by more than 200 today, bringing to 4,02......

The backstage was still empty.

After Zhang Sheng watched it for a while, he looked at the new book list again.

The picture is not rosy.

"Breaking the Sky", which is about to rush to the top six, was crushed to the thirteenth place by other new books......

The position of No. 13 on the list of newcomers and new books will obviously not have much exposure, not to mention the day when "Breaking the Sky" is about to be off the list.

Zhang Sheng simply scanned the new books, and soon found that the new book data of several books was extremely abnormal......

These books are either on recommendations or on data.

When Zhang Sheng saw this scene, he didn't feel indignant in his heart, and even his mood didn't change at all.

This is normal, at the bottom, there are too many people who want to become famous with a book and take shortcuts, or how to say that newcomers are difficult to mix, and newcomers are difficult to get ahead?

Zhang Sheng glanced at the comment area again.

found that in addition to praise and bad reviews in the comment area, there are also some brush advertisements.

[Brother, your book is really well written, but you need data operation, it is not possible to bury your head in writing a book, in fact, many books are operated by us, and it only takes a few hundred yuan to make you on the list]

[I read your book "Breaking the Sky", and it really has the potential to become a god......]

[Brother, now everyone is brushing, you have relied on your own strength to rush to the seventh, are you willing to be brushed down? ] 】

[Brother, don't have a psychological burden, many gods are really brushing, you can't even sign a contract now, do you really think you don't write well enough? No, it's because you didn't brush to the front, the editor can't see it, how many books does the editor have to read in a day, how can he notice you? 】

【……】

Not long after Zhang Sheng deleted these brush ads, Zhang Sheng received several more @private messages.

After clicking on the private message, Zhang Sheng found that it was a brush that found him.

After a brief chat, he saw that the brush felt sorry for his book "Breaking the Sky", and openly and secretly hoped that he would spend some money to operate it.

Zhang Sheng looked at the other party's clumsy acting skills, and unconsciously showed a few smiles on his face, and then stopped talking.

He writes books to make money, but Nima, spending money on operating data before he makes money, which is definitely not a good sign.

Moreover, the book ......

Probably a failure.

Clicking on the backstage, Zhang Sheng took one last look at the [Apply for Contract] button.

He thought for a moment and clicked again.

But there was not much hope in my heart.

I don't know how many times I've applied for this, and even Zhang Sheng once thought that this thing was just an ornament......

After applying for the contract, Zhang Sheng stood up from the smoke-filled Internet café and looked at the time......

There is still more than an hour before sleeping in the dormitory, and this more than an hour is just too late to write a chapter and go back.

After a brief exercise, Zhang Sheng continued to sit in his seat and began to crackle.

Maybe this book is a tragedy.

Maybe these days' efforts are worthless in the end, nothing is gained, and a lot of Internet fees will be posted upside down.

Perhaps, there will be no editor who will read it, and it will not care how long the book is......

But, it's an accumulation.

Accumulating writing skills, writing experience, and more importantly, accumulating readers.

Although the process was bumpy, it was also stumbling......

He will succeed!

Otherwise, it's too easy to succeed, but it's not exciting, isn't it?

Half past nine.

With half an hour left before the lights out time in the dormitory, Zhang Sheng finally finished writing a chapter.

He stretched and saved the chapter in the backstage folder, intending to exit it, only to find that there seemed to be a message in the folder.

[Hello, dear writer. 】

[Your work: "Breaking the Sky" has been reviewed by our professional editorial team and has met the signing standards of the "Wenyue Group Work Cooperation Authorization Agreement". 】

【……】

After seeing this message, Zhang Sheng was stunned, and then stared at the page for a long time.

Eventually, he smiled.

boarded the Q dog, added the editor number named "Kirin", and attached his author's name "Buye".

I didn't expect it to pass quickly.

When Zhang Sheng wanted to send something, he found that "Qilin" took the lead in sending him a message.

"Actually, I've been following this book for a long time......"

………………………………

Outside the Internet café.

Starry-studded.

Zhang Sheng stuck in his pocket and walked on the way back to the dormitory.

Along the way, Zhang Sheng saw young men and women in bright clothes, and also saw several sports cars with his sister blowing up the street.

In Yanjing, a big city that spends a lot of money, all this is very normal.

Zhang Sheng looked calm.

When I didn't sign a contract, I wrote as always, insisted on applying for a contract as always, and then was rejected as always.

The new book was signed......

I signed a contract.

Life doesn't seem to have changed.

In the bright city, Zhang Sheng pushed his glasses and poured into the crowd, in the surging crowd, like a grain of sand that no one cared about, blown away by the wind.

"Classmates, classmates!"

When he walked into the school gate, Zhang Sheng suddenly saw someone calling him.

He subconsciously turned his head, but saw the president of the student union, Chen Mengting panting and ran towards him.

"Senior sister, what's wrong?"

"Classmate, I've been looking for you for a long time......"

"Huh?"

"Classmate, are you interested in joining the student union?"

"I'm sorry, senior sister, I'm not interested." Zhang Sheng smiled gently, then shook his head.

"Classmates, it makes a lot of sense to join the Student Union, classmates, do you know? If you have a position in the student union, the future outstanding graduates also have a bonus option, I believe you should know that many companies attach great importance to the ability of students, especially students with student union resumes, they are all ......"

Zhang Sheng watched Chen Mengting babble a big call, and always had a gentle smile on his face: "Senior sister, forget it, these don't mean anything to me......"

"Classmate, why is it meaningless, classmate, I think you should also be an ordinary person with ordinary family conditions like me, we ordinary people go to college, aren't we all looking for a job and then getting ahead? I've been watching you today, and I think you need a platform, a platform to show yourself better, classmates, and I can even recommend a place for a freshman representative to the teachers......"

“……”

Chen Mengting continued to say a lot.

Zhang Sheng looked at Chen Mengting, his eyes were a little appreciative, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a trace of curvature.

"Senpai...... Are you graduating soon? ”

"yes, I'm graduating soon, what's wrong?"

"Have you ever thought about what kind of work you do?"

"Maybe I'm engaged in behind-the-scenes management of film and television, after all, this is my major, and my dream is ...... Wait, why am I talking to you about this, classmate, you think about it......"

"Oh, it's good, senior sister, can you give me a contact information......"

"Well, okay, I'll give you a number of mine, you can call me anytime you figure, classmate, I really appreciate your personal ability, by the way, classmate, what's your number? I'll save ...... too."

"I don't have a number?"

"Huh? Classmate, don't lie to me, I asked the people on the telecom side today, you have pulled so much business for them, and they have already given you a mobile phone for free......"

"Yes, but I don't have a SIM card ......"

"Huh? Why don't I have a SIM card? ”

"I can't do it for the time being, okay, senior sister, you can get busy first."

"Okay, okay, feel free to call me!"

"Okay."

After Chen Mengting finished speaking, she took a group of members of the student union and walked towards the girls' dormitory.

Zhang Sheng looked at Chen Mengting's back and narrowed his eyes.

Film and television behind-the-scenes related work, what kind of work is this?

Film?

It sounds like it's a head-scratcher......

An idea for a movie instantly popped into his mind.