It was already more than one o'clock in the morning, and Yu Lingling had already fallen asleep, and Chen Miao also lay comfortably on the bed after taking a bath lightly.

There is no drowsiness at present, and Chen Miao is actually a little excited in his heart.

This was his first experience, although it was ...... The opponent is just a bunch of high school students.

Although he said that he was not sleepy, Chen Miao still fell asleep after ten minutes.

Zhou Jiujiu, who had been waiting for Chen Miao to take the initiative to greet him, didn't hear a greeting when he fell asleep.

"Hmph, big pig's trotters. Zhou Jiujiu hummed dissatisfied, the children's voice was soft and glutinous and cute.

Then she decided not to pay attention to Chen Miao for a week.

I said before that I would only accompany them to the venue, and then I would leave it alone.

Mu Yun did what he said, and there was really no her on the bus to the venue the next day.

Without a teacher to accompany them, everyone is a little unaccustomed to it, and at the same time, they feel a little more responsible.

Without the teacher present, the atmosphere in the car was even warmer than yesterday, a carriage was noisy like a vegetable market, and the roof of the car was about to be lifted by the chatter of these ten people.

Although there are no taboos in the content of the conversation, everyone tacitly did not mention Wangzai in front of Dong Xinheng.

Because none of the teachers came to lead the team, yesterday the various schools had already explored each other's roots, and when I came back today, the overall atmosphere was not like yesterday, and every sentence seemed to have an undercurrent.

Everyone is much more relaxed when they meet again, and those who said hello yesterday are all acquaintances today!

After sitting in their respective areas, everyone chatted in groups.

The theme has been extended from the school to their respective books.

"Chen Miao, you are not the author!" Han Meimei's reaction was particularly loud, she lowered her voice and shouted, her face full of shock.

This is what Zhang Jiaren just told her.

No, Zhang Jiaren found that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, and he stuck out his tongue at Chen Miao embarrassedly.

Chen Miao smiled and showed that he didn't care.

Han Meimei's face was full of disbelief, yesterday she noticed that Chen Miao was deliberately guiding Wang Zai out of tension, and she wanted to be good at the rhythm, and she was also very old when she chatted with Wang Zai about writing, and she was also like an old author who had written books for at least several years, and she was not timid in front of Wang Zai.

I thought he was a senior author, a hidden boss, and I wanted to read his works, but who would have thought that he hadn't written a book.

Han Meimei restrained her tone after being surprised, she looked at the people from other schools who still didn't know anything about it, and stopped mentioning it at all, and when she talked and laughed with everyone, she didn't show any difference at all.

Hmph, she won't take the initiative to tell others about this, so let's continue to misunderstand if we should misunderstand.

In the entire venue, Chen Miao should be the only student author who has not opened a book.

But why does it feel that Chen Miao's prestige in the Linhai Society is much higher than that in the foreign Chinese middle school?

Obviously he's not the author, but he's an outlier here, isn't he?

This man...... Han Meimei wanted to explore a little.

According to the schedule, the next day's class was taught by two teachers separately

The one who came to teach in the morning was a bald old fritter who chased three thousand chases, and it seemed that he had stayed up late for the code word.

Looking at the volume of his hair, Chen Miao touched the top of his head a little sadly.

It's okay, it's still very thick.

This teacher was not ambiguous at all, he started to lecture as soon as he came, and left after the lecture, without any other communication with the students, and did not waste any time, so that the social tricks prepared by Chen Miao were useless.

The teacher's attitude is obvious, it's just for the money, and he's not interested in chatting with their little kids or anything.

Maybe there will be another one after this rush, and the author who has recently made achievements is very fragrant, and he is invited everywhere.

Chen Miao inquired with Mu Yun, and the money they earned by coming here to conduct training may be several times their manuscript fee.

The point is, if you run more times, this work is not tiring.

It doesn't matter if the book is not updated, and the money is really easy and respectable to earn with a good grade.

There is no need to think hard about the content of the story, and there is no need to pick out the details of the text word by word.

It's the same lesson plan, just read it again in a different place, it's easy!

The teacher in the morning clearly did just that.

This is the dividend brought by the sudden rapid development of the industry, and the sudden surge in market demand is disproportionate to the original author scale, which also leads to the special ease and happiness of this money.

Chen Miao was a little envious, if he had good grades, would he be able to get bad money?

Not to mention the special bonus option of student authors, just a million words per month is a huge gimmick.

If you "teach experience" everywhere, you will have to do it all at once.

It's a pity, he's just a fifty-fifty chase streetboy, and he's embarrassed to even say that he is also writing a book within the society, so why go out and make money?

When I was young, I didn't work hard, and now I want to cry when I look at money.

Chen Miao, who has been poor all her life, is especially remorseful at this time.

Knowing that the writer's dividend would come so quickly, he would definitely work harder, harder.

Not to mention a thousand chases, even five hundred chases can now start a live broadcast, straighten your waist and earn a meal.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

But now it's not too late to work hard, he asked Chen Houji to pass on the recording to himself, planning to go home to listen to it and study hard.

I don't know if the author's industry can be popular for another three and five years.

If you have a good result before this craze ebbs, you can not talk about a thousand chases.

At that time, he can also clip a small leather bag and make a lot of money from the field everywhere.

Thinking of this, he was even more motivated.

Recently, because of the completion of the task, the motivation of the code word is not enough, and the attitude is a little lax.

But now it seems that if you want to get the bad money, it is far from the time to relax.

His bound pursuit is just over fifty, even in the group of students in the venue, it may only be a midstream level, what qualifications are there to relax?

To slack is to waste youth.

Maybe a few years later, a large number of the classmates present are alive and well with their own achievements, and he is still lying at the bottom of the author's pyramid, which will be a shame.

It is estimated that there will be no Facebook to make his book public.

After eating and returning to the venue, Chen Miao was about to lie on the table to recuperate, but as soon as he put his head on his arm, there was a commotion at the entrance of the venue.

Chen Miao looked back and found that twenty or thirty people without school uniforms had entered the entrance.

In the whole venue, it was particularly unusual.

They have both males and females, and in terms of development...... Obviously not a high school student anymore.

This is......

Chen Miao watched them walk in as if no one was around, and finally stopped next to his own area.

"High school students, please let a few seats for the girls. ”

The punk style, who was led by the leader, wore a shiny stud earring in his left ear and shouted unceremoniously at the high school students in their area.