I can't be rushing

After eating, Li Yaole took the initiative to wash the dishes, and Wu Sheng also returned to his room.

He turned on his mobile phone and started looking for a part-time job on the Internet. He had more than 500 yuan left in his body, and he sent money home every month. He just finished this month and lost his job.

Now he has to find a part-time job. Only a part-time job will not care about whether he can speak, and it is almost unrealistic to work without speaking for a long time.

Migrant workers are better off, as long as they follow the lead of the person in front of them, Wu Sheng eats when he eats, and Wu Sheng works when he works.

Finally, after browsing all kinds of websites, I finally found a job of distributing leaflets. As long as I finish distributing a stack, it will cost 50 yuan. If you distribute a few more stacks, you will naturally get more.

Today is definitely not in time, he made an appointment for tomorrow, and it happens that tomorrow is also a Saturday when there are a lot of passengers, so it should be easier to post.

After doing all this, Wu Sheng came to the virtual space again. Anyway, the time here is not synchronized with the outside world. Why not write more words here, so that it will be much easier later.

"I advise you not to report some unrealistic ideas. It is best for an author to update about two or three chapters a day, and five chapters a day with a better talent will be very good."

However, the pot of cold water "boss" was also poured in time.

"Why?" Wu Sheng was a little puzzled. It is common for someone to write [-] words a day on the Internet.

"Let me tell you this! A writer's first few chapters can still be written with guaranteed quality, but the more he writes later, the more his mind becomes like a paste."

"Can't I still rest in the dimensional space?" Wu Sheng simply thought that the time in the dimensional space could be used infinitely repeatedly.

"You child, if I tell you that it is impossible, there must be a reason. Anyway, due to various reasons, you can only stay in the dimension space for one hour a day. I mean one hour in reality."

After listening to the "boss"'s explanation, Wu Sheng also gave up this idea. He just wrote three chapters a day. The kind that can guarantee full attendance can also guarantee the quality of the work by the way.

He exited the dimension space, turned on a laptop he bought for more than 4 yuan, and was also planning to find a game to play for a while, after all, he really didn't know what to do with the rest of the time.

The names of some live broadcast software are also readily available on the computer screen. Wu Sheng has also tried to do live broadcast, but for a dumb person, live broadcast is not very friendly.

Some viewers will leave naturally when you don’t speak, and some will stay and post some unnutritious barrage, which also made Wu Sheng completely give up the idea of ​​live broadcasting.

But if there is an opportunity in the future, he feels that he can give it a try. As long as he earns 10 yuan, he can actually speak in the real world.

At five o'clock in the morning, Wu Sheng got up and started to buy breakfast. It was his habit to work when he was full.

Of course, I also brought a copy for Li Yaole, after all, Wu Sheng could still hear Li Yaole's yelling and cursing before going out, but the four yuan fried bun also made Wu Sheng feel distressed for a while.

It was almost enough for him to eat two yuan, but thinking of Li Yaole's appearance at lunch yesterday, he bought a little more.

Wu Sheng opened the "Writer Simulator" to prepare for code words, and checked the comments by the way, and found that there were a few more favorites and comments. He opened it in surprise.

"The quality of this book is not bad, it should be a vest?"

"I have been collecting books recently!"

xxx cast three recommendation votes

xxx voted for a recommendation
"Comment!!!" Wu Sheng shouted in his heart, it was the first time for him to see this thing, the one he wrote before was completely a stand-alone novel.

Even at the end, there was no comment, and the recommendation votes were pitifully small, not to mention the monthly tickets were always zero.

With the blessing of excitement, Wu Sheng immediately entered the dimensional space and started to code again. Wu Sheng spent six hours coding the chapters, and spent another six hours resting.

It was a little past six o'clock, and Wu Sheng was already waiting for the early bus at the platform. Wangda Plaza opened at 08:30 on Saturday, so he had to arrive before nine o'clock.

What's more, his place is more than 20 kilometers away from the city, and he has to change trains, so he must catch the early bus.

Wu Sheng consciously stood behind the door, not because there were no seats, but because it was meaningless for him to sit. After a few stops, a bunch of old men and women got on the bus, and the originally empty seats were filled up in an instant.

In Wangda Square near the urban area of ​​Lingxi City, Wu Sheng was wearing a hood and handing out leaflets.

As long as Wu Sheng finishes distributing these leaflets in his hand, he can get 50 yuan, which is a good thing in a place like Wangda Plaza with a lot of traffic.

In addition, today is Saturday, and there are more children. Wu Sheng dressed as a big bear is very popular among children, and he shines in a short while.

It only took two and a half hours in total, and it happened to be noon, and the various snacks in Wang Da Plaza began to exude an attractive atmosphere.

If it is a normal person, most of them would take the 50 yuan just issued to have a full meal, but Wu Sheng is different, he has no parents to rely on.

Wu Sheng took the sticky notes and briefly negotiated with the manager, and got another stack, still the same 50 yuan after sending out.

Since it was meal time, most of the people went to sit in the store, and the crowds coming and going were much less.

An hour later, Wu Sheng only sent out one-third, and only then did he realize that nothing is easy, and there are still some people who will often slap him.

He couldn't speak, and the hood on his face was smiling again. Wu Sheng could only bear it silently, and he knew it would not last long.

When his novel earns 100 million yuan, he will be able to speak. At that time, the world should be much better than it is now.

The flyer that Wu Sheng sent out was a flyer for an anniversary event at Wangda Plaza tonight. Of course, this was held nationwide. Is it a big place here, and they don't invite any celebrities.

He could only find some well-known masters in the local area to help out. He saw a master Song Zhiping behind him.

After handing out this pile, Wu Sheng also planned to take the money and go home. It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and he might not be able to finish handing out another pile now, not to mention that the show would start at 07:30.

"Brother, do me a favor!" Liu Zhi was worrying about the staff, just in time to see Wu Sheng returning to the locker room wearing a big bear headgear, and immediately let his eyes shine.