"Hey, Zheng Liang, what kind of eyes are you?" Wei Xiaotian said, "I also know Teacher Yao, but he is very upright, and there is no such thing as Li Fei said." ”

"No, I'm just a pity that I don't know people, I didn't expect Li Fei to be such a person."

Li Fei's affairs came to an end, and the three of them simply ate a little bit, no longer thinking about what Li Fei would do.

After this incident, some guests of the hotel would occasionally come over, but none of them stepped forward to approach Ding Yang and them.

The meal was also pleasant, Ding Yang's state has always been very good, Wei Xiaotian's mood is also stable and relaxed, only Zheng Liang is full of emotions.

Ding Yang didn't drink, Wei Xiaotian and Zheng Liang didn't persuade him to drink, and when he returned home, Ding Yang turned on the computer.

Hengxin Chinese Network, the fantasy genre is impressively in the first row of the first position.

"Revised?"

Fantasy martial arts, urban reality, historical military, science fiction games, suspense and supernatural, girls and homo.

There are six types in total, and there is also an extra category of female fandom.

The layout of the website has been fine-tuned, and it is similar to before.

The Dou Po Fan Wen on the website, also with the Dou Po Xiao Huo, compared to the Dou Po, the data is far from the same, but this does not affect the joy of Xiao Bang Street, before, there has not been a book that can get the support of so many readers.

Ding Yang clicked on CC, and suddenly a lot of news jumped out.

There are many people who get Ding Yang's number from the editor, and there are also three or two editors who invite Ding Yang to write a book on their website, and Ding Yang selectively skips it.

"Hey, Hengxin Supreme God Group invited?"

Ding Yang chose to join, and the original four people of the Supreme God Group became five.

"The handsome god has entered the group." The little monk dreamed.

"Handsome, beautiful photos." The sword intent is nameless.

"Shuai Shen, I'm all your book fans now." The autumn breeze is unharmed.

"Handsome god, please hug." Chattering fish.

Ding Yang was dumbfounded, are the supreme gods a group of comics?

Ding Yang replied, "Hello everyone. ”

"It's confirmed, it's a handsome god."

"Hug your thighs."

"Flying kiss emoji."

"Shuai Shen, I feel that I can't write anymore after reading your book, please hug and comfort."

"You guys, I only like beautiful women." Ding Yang ignored their sassy operation, "Bubble dive." ”

"Don't, the great god will stay a little longer."

"It's hard to bump into, don't go, great god."

"Leave the leg hair and go."

"Three giants, don't frighten the handsome god, I'm the first one to stick."

Ding Yang retreated decisively, he couldn't bear to look at it directly, he didn't have a straight shape.

Ding Yang flipped through the information on the beating of the candle blade, and the corners of his mouth curled up when he saw it.

It's time for the press fee, which is a great thing.

"Shuaida, are you there now?"

"Boss, I'm here."

"Did you see the message I sent you?" Candleblade envy authentic.

"See."

"The manuscript fee is millions, and I have never seen a newcomer's first month's manuscript fee like this, and the old author has never done this......" Candleblade incarnated as a nagging brother.

"Aren't you seeing it now?" Ding Yang was very calm.

Candleblade's face twitched, worthy of being a calm brother, and he was excited when he saw it.

"Shuaida, aren't you really excited?"

"Well, I'm so excited right now."

Candleblade was speechless, extremely speechless.

"Boss, let me tell you something, a few editors have added me and introduced me to other websites."

Candleblade's eyes widened, and his hands were fast, "You promised?" ”

"No, I didn't."

Whew, the nervousness of the candle blade was relieved, and it was good that it didn't add it.

"Shuaida, you wait, I'll apply for an SS contract for you, and you can develop in Hengxin with peace of mind, okay?"

"Don't worry, boss, I have no plans to change jobs."

"Love you dead, wait, I'll apply for you now."

The avatar of the candle blade has become invisible, Ding Yang's head hurts, I only like beautiful women, and the big man who picks his feet goes to the side.

"SS contract, all novel websites have only heard of it and never seen it, I am actually the first one, and the book has not been finished yet."

Ding Yang touched his nose, will he still write books in the future, not music?

Forget it, the two ends of the two hands do not fall short, anyway, the system is there, and you will be struck by lightning if you touch the dark casually.

Ding Yang is looking forward to the manuscript fee, he has been so poor recently that he needs too many places now.

In this life, you can't boil yourself down like the previous life.

Ding Yang will cherish this body, He Lin's transformation, and the birth of the system made him firm in his thoughts.

There are still a few days before the manuscript fee can be sent.

Ding Yang had a calm mind and made a good schedule of work and rest, combining work and rest, which included the elements of old-age care.

In his previous life, he was really too busy and didn't have time to eat, which led to a serious illness, and he couldn't do his filial piety for his parents in his previous life, and the white-haired person sent the black-haired person.

Two-thirds of this plan is paddling, and only one-third of the time is actually spent on work.

Anyway, I was very satisfied, Ding Yang couldn't help but nodded, I am really a genius.

"Except for the singing and songwriting matters, these hours are enough for me to complete the fight in the next six months."

"Also, it's the Midyear Festival soon, I have to go home, just wait for the manuscript fee to come down."

The "Song of Tomorrow" Yangcheng Singing District Top Ten Championship is after the Midyear Festival, which is enough for Ding Yang to arrange perfectly.

For several days, the community became empty and quiet.

Early every morning, Ding Yang hangs his voice very regularly, and now his singing skills have improved a lot, although he has not reached the singing skills of his previous life, but he has more than half of the effect.

Most of the time, Ding Yang worked hard to write, and saved 300,000 words, and now there are 2 million words with these manuscripts.

"It turns out that writing a book is such a hard thing, I really don't know how those authors came up with it, and they have to conceive the plot and type out these words one by one, without the motivation and stamina to persevere, ordinary people really can't do it."

Ding Yang rubbed his wrists and moved his muscles and bones, fortunately he set a regular table, otherwise in the long run, he really couldn't adapt to it, but he would have a mess of things.

After a few days, Ding Yang has slowly gotten used to singing and writing, and there is still plenty of time.

And Wei Xiaotian didn't come to find him in the past few days, but only occasionally sent a message over, I heard that he was forcibly restrained by his parents when he came back, because they saw him twisting and twisting at home, and his parents thought there was something wrong with his brain.

Wei Xiaotian resisted and looked forward to Ding Yang rescuing him.

When Ding Yang saw Wei Xiaotian, he was like a drooping ostrich, with resentment and sadness in his eyes.

"Ding Yang, you're here, I'm really nervous if you don't come again."

"This is what happened to him, what about my aunt and uncle?"

"I'll go back to my hometown first, hey, don't mention it, I told them that I had a partner with their expressions, tsk, I'm their own son, don't mention it."

"Then you're pretty honest, they're all gone, and you're still locking yourself in your house."

"Shhh, Ding Yang, you see that I have a layer of skin on my body, they just came and saw me twisting my ass and beat me, I was amused when I watched the video in the house and forgot about their existence, my parents thought I was not convinced, and beat me again."

Wei Xiaotian took off his shirt, and his body was drawn by eight wolves called a red umbrella umbrella and a white pole, Ding Yang laughed after seeing it, and couldn't straighten his waist.