Chen Miao was shocked, his grades were average, and it could be said that he was delayed because of writing novels, Zhang Wenyuan is a scholar, not to mention that people write novels, and his grades can compete with Yu Lingling for the first place, which is really amazing.

There are one and two, and after Zhang Wenyuan, another classmate also went up to get the watch.

There are actually two people in the class who are writing novels in the apocalypse, no, counting themselves is three, this ratio ......

You know, they can be a high school here, a key high school with academic performance as the first goal.

In this environment, these high school students who are under pressure to go on to higher education are so idle in their spare time, and they all have empty code words, which is outrageous.

The two quickly filled out the form and handed it in, and waited for a few minutes, it seemed that no one had come to get the watch, and Du Duxiao left a sentence: "If other students have ideas, or even plan to go to the Apocalypse System to write a book, they can come to me to register." ”

Then he took Zhang Wenyuan and their form and left.

At the end of the whole day, Chen Miao was a little uninterested in listening to the class.

After school, Yu Lingling went home first, and he himself went straight to the political and educational office to find Mu Yun, in the name of helping, to find out the truth.

"One of the other two teachers is on maternity leave, and the other is on paternity leave, so you've worked hard. Mu Yun looked at Chen Miao, who was helping to sort out the summary table, and was slightly apologetic.

I thought there was not much work, but I didn't expect that the workload was much bigger and more troublesome than cleaning the toilet.

"It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Mu, why is the school doing this. Chen Miao pretended to ask inadvertently.

Mu Yun did not answer immediately.

After she rang for a while, she asked Chen Miao rhetorically, "What do you think the world will be like in the future?"

"Later?"

Chen Miao was stunned, he hadn't thought much about this question.

Anyway, it's been like this for more than ten years, and the future is ...... It shouldn't be much different from now, right?

But really...... Isn't it big?

A slightly hoarse voice interrupted Chen Miao's silence, and Mu Yun said with a little reminiscence: "Twenty years ago, I was only ten years old, but I have long remembered before and after the appearance of the Apocalypse System. At that time, online writer was not a good profession, at least not the so-called 'serious profession'. ”

"Before the Apocalypse system was upgraded, online writers were a job that everyone thought was unstable and could not be used as their main career, even the authors themselves thought so. ”

"Writing is not delicious, in order to pursue a stable income, many authors have been creating for many years, and their works are equal, but so many books are written but they don't even dare to change the style and content at all. ”

But even so, most of the income is still not high, maybe one book is popular, or the next one can only eat steamed buns. The only stable source of income that can be talked about is full attendance, which is updated to a certain amount every day, and you can get a small amount of money next month. At that time, only authors at the top of the pyramid could actually write to support their families. ”

Once...... Is that so? Sounds miserable.

Before Chen Miao could think about it, Mu Yun continued to ask him: "Look at the present, who dares to say that online article authors are not a serious profession? If the world ...... Upgrade again, what position do you think the online article at that time, the author at that time, will stand on, and how high is that position, do you ...... Can you imagine?"

Chen Miao couldn't imagine it.

Most people don't think about this either, they just live their lives step by step, and they get by.

We all know that the world is about to upgrade, but who can guarantee when it will be upgraded?

Only...... Let's do that first, and the rest later.

And when most people are still in a daze, in fact, the undercurrent has gradually surged, and the monstrous waves are secretly accumulating strength underwater.

Therefore, the social atmosphere that does not respect and guide online articles has quietly changed, and some controls were clearly said to be relaxed yesterday.

The meeting held in the morning in the north, and by the afternoon, it had already passed through layers of resolutions and reached Linhai No. 1 Middle School.

And the next day, the school has already taken action and started to collect information from the authors in the school.

Linhai No. 1 Middle School is still like this in one school, and it is completely conceivable what other places will be.

What kind of efficiency is this!

It is impossible to say that the parties did not prepare in advance.

Or...... They have been preparing, just waiting for a statement, an outlet.

Not only is the school soliciting, but even the online writers among the teachers are filling out the form.

Unlike the students who take the school as a unit, the teachers in Linhai City are based on the industry as a unit in the whole city.

Of course, not everyone is willing to fill out this form and report the information.

For example, Chen Miao.

For so many years, he has always felt that writing is a private matter, and it is not convenient to tell people, which is probably the sequelae of hitting the street for too long, so although more and more people have filled out this form this time, Chen Miao has not moved.

At the end of the day, the tables were summarized from each class one after another, and what Chen Miao was doing now was to help Mu Yun sort out these tables.

Fortunately, I didn't fill it in, Chen Miao was a little lucky when she registered one by one, if she wrote her own information on it, it would feel a little weird.

What's more, if you are undecided, you should observe first and see what the school does.

After Chen Miao registered and summarized everyone's basic information, Mu Yun opened the authentication system, she entered the official account of Linhai No. 1 Middle School unfamiliarly, and then began to check the information in the form one by one.

These student authors have all been asked to change their status to allow certification when they return home, in order to cooperate with the school in completing this work.

There were more than 300 copies of the form handed in this time, and Chen Miao helped Mu Yun check it until it was dark, and the certification was finally completed.

There are a total of 310 copies of the information that is no problem, of which 15 are still insisting on serialization, and the number of bound follow-up readers of the two is more than 50.

Linhai No. 1 Middle School is worthy of being the best high school in Linhai.

Under this kind of academic pressure, there are still two people who can have more than 50 follow-ups, and the number of follow-up students in their class is as high as 71, which is not easy for a high school student.

After they finished counting, Mu Yun's phone was also busy: "Teacher Liu, we have two students here who are not bad, what about you? Three, congratulations!"

After hanging up the phone, Mu Yun's complexion changed slightly, and he bit his lip gently, his expression seemed unwilling.

Then, her phone rang again, and it was still a teacher from another school who listened to the movement: "Director Li, what is the situation in your school? Not one? It's okay, it's okay, as long as you guide it well, it will gradually increase." ”

After hanging up the phone, Mu Yun had a little more smile on his face, and snorted a little proudly, Chen Miao clearly heard the meaning that everyone here was garbage.

“......”

Women, don't forget to compare at any time.

It's just that because of this, Chen Miao found that this time the schools paid more attention to student authors than he originally expected.

This battle is comparable to the sword and sword shadow after the college entrance examination score.

Until Chen Miao left, Mu Yun was still busy answering the phone.

He didn't believe that there was no work group between these schools.

These callers are obviously personal friends, and these "personal friends" have made more than a dozen phone calls and probed each other.

Their school grades are actually quite good, but the results of foreign Chinese middle schools are slightly better than theirs.

There are more than 50 students in the foreign Chinese middle school, and there are three authors, which is also the reason why Mu Yun is uneven so far.

I don't know if it's collective amnesia, today the teachers didn't assign homework for the first time, but now they don't even have to copy it, Chen Miao went home and hurriedly started to code words after eating the meal left by Yu Lingling.

After changing her outfit and wearing a nail art suit worth more than 20,000 yuan, Chen Miao no longer hummed and chirped for a long time to complain about the discomfort and weight.

Women are the same regardless of their age, they love beauty.

Meets this need of theirs, and the rest...... It's all easy to say.

Probably because of the change in the attitude of the school, coupled with the fact that Mu Yun's words have been lingering in his head, Chen Miao's code tonight is particularly unsmooth.

At four o'clock, only 20,000 words were coded, and after the chapter was broken, Chen Miao stopped grinding foreign workers and hurried to sleep.

If you don't sleep, you won't be able to get up again tomorrow.

Lately, he's really lacking sleep to a certain extent.

Millions of words per month is a great drain on people's energy, and the more you get to the back, the more tired you are, and the more tired your spirit is.

Nothing can be easily obtained, and with Zhou Jiujiu, his writing door has been opened several times wider than that of ordinary people, so what else is there to complain about?

It's just that he can't contact his godfather all the time, which makes him a little anxious.

Zhou Jiujiu still wanted to ask what to do about a lot of things, and rashly took Zhou Jiujiu to the door, he was afraid that he would cheat his godfather.

Let's do it first, let's wait for Aunt Zhou to come to the door, since no one came, it's not a big deal.

He would never dare to let Chen Miao take the initiative to come to the door, Zhou Di looked good-tempered, and actually ...... emmmm......

A good night's sleep.

The next day, a small batch of forms came in one after another, but there were no more than fifty followers, only five were still serialized and dozens of them had been stopped for a long time.

Mu Yun's eyebrows tightened.

There were only two students who were over fifty years old, and they lost in the competition with foreign Chinese middle schools.

"Teacher Mu, I heard that there is a second-year junior high school student in Linhai High School who has good grades......," Chen Miao mentioned casually.

Mu Yun's expression instantly became very exciting.

That's right, Linhai High School is the junior high school of No. 1 Middle School, and most of the students are directly promoted.

She looked at Chen Miao again, her eyes were already full of approval, Chen Miao smiled, and put the new forms in a categorical manner for Mu Yun to review.

"Chen Miao, the school plans to set up the Linhai Society, since you have been involved in this matter from beginning to end, then continue to be responsible. Mu Yun said with a smile.