Sister, Shut Up!

252.Couple outfit

At the beginning of February, as the situation was completely brought under control, various regions gradually lifted the blockade.

But at this time, foreign countries began to flood, and the global situation is still grim.

Although the school has not yet started, the School of Finance has already launched online courses for the new semester. It is estimated that the next semester will not start as usual, but classes will be held at home.

Ten o'clock in the morning on the 3rd.

Jiang Miao woke up from the bed in a daze, turned sideways and skillfully put a soft body into her arms, buried it in the senior sister's hair, her hands began to be dishonest.

"Hmm..." Su Huai Porridge was woken up by him, a little angry, and slapped him on the forehead, "Don't make trouble... let me sleep for a while..."

"What time is it?" Jiang Miao asked in a muffled voice, buried in her senior's neck.

"Ask yourself, how do I know?" Su Huai porridge held his head, which was restless and sniffing, shrank into the bed, and got into Jiang Miao's arms, closing his eyes and muttering, "I'll sleep again." for a while."

Jiang Miao hugged the senior sister who slipped sideways into her arms, felt the delicate friction of the skin on her chest, rubbed her hands a few times involuntarily, then reached for the fully charged mobile phone next to the bed, and checked the time.

"It's past ten o'clock, it's getting late."

"Oh." Su Huai porridge didn't let go of his arm, "Sleep until 11 o'clock."

"Lazy pig."

"You have the nerve to talk about me?" Su Huai porridge muttered under the quilt, "I don't know who was tossing so late yesterday."

"Who called it comfortable?" Jiang Miao joked.

"Shut up." Su Huai porridge pinched him, then let go immediately, and continued to sleep, "Stop talking! I want to sleep!"

"Okay, okay." Jiang Miao put her arms around her with one hand and held the phone in the other, looked at the date, raised her eyebrows and said, "It's the 3rd."

"What happened to Number 3?"

"The Qidian manuscript fee has come out."

"How much was last month?"

"Let me see." Jiang Miao logged into Writer's Assistant and inquired about the last month's manuscript fee income, "Twenty-two thousand, if you add old books, it looks like twenty-six thousand."

"so many……"

"It's not all money for raising a wife."

"I'm not so rich."

"Admit that she is my wife?"

"...Hmph, don't disturb my sleep."

……

The two chatted tirelessly until eleven o'clock in the noon, and they didn't continue to sleep at all.

By eleven o'clock, Su Huai Porridge was already fully awake. He got up from the bed, and as the quilt slipped off his shoulders and chest, he revealed a beautiful view under the bright sunlight.

"Pick it up for me." Su Huai porridge looked around, and finally saw his clothes outside Jiang Miao's bed, patted his shoulder and pointed there.

"Oh." Jiang Miao just put on her own clothes, leaned over to pick up the small things of the senior sister and handed them over, and then retracted them, and asked with a smile, "How about I help you wear them?"

"Are you trying to help me put it on?" Su Huai porridge looked at him sideways, and snatched it from Jiang Miao's hand, picked up the trembling plumpness, and then wrapped it around the back button. Very pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Miao watched Su Huai porridge gradually change from a state that he could only see by himself to a dress that everyone could see. He got off the bed, walked out of the bedroom with slippers on, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

At this time, Chen Haotang had already woken up, the door of the guest bedroom next door was open, and the sound of keyboards could still be heard.

Ding Ning was lying on the bed with her short legs up and playing with her mobile phone, showing the life style of a normal college student during winter vacation.

After washing up with the senior sister, the two went into the kitchen to cook, and when they were done, they called the two in the guest bedroom to come out to eat.

While eating, Jiang Miao asked Chen Haotang, "How much was the manuscript fee last month?"

Chen Haotang's new book "What is an anti-stress top order?", the first order is 1700, after more than half a month, the average order has risen to 2000, plus his daily update volume of [-], the manuscript fee should not be low.

But hearing Jiang Miao's question, Chen Haotang was taken aback: "Pay the manuscript fee?"

"The manuscript fee will be paid at 3:12 am on the [-]rd, but the official manuscript fee will not be sent to our bank card until the [-]th." Jiang Miao explained, and said, "You open the writer assistant, usually look at the newly added page, the upper right There’s an income button in the corner.”

Chen Haotang clicked on the income column according to Jiang Miao's instructions. When he saw the numbers above, he was stunned.

"How?" Jiang Miao asked curiously.

Chen Haotang was silent for a moment, then looked at Jiang Miao, then looked down at the phone, as if confirming his gaze.

Ding Ning on the side leaned over curiously, and when he saw the amount, he immediately yelled "Wow!", and immediately covered his mouth again.

"1." Chen Haotang couldn't believe it, "There are more than [-]."

You know, he only put it on the shelves in the middle of last month, that is to say, the 1 yuan only represents half a month's income from his manuscript fees.

However, if you look carefully at the income details, you can see that the subscription fee is only more than 6000, and the rest includes the 1500 attendance bonus, 20% of the subscription fee monthly bonus, and the reader's reward amount, which adds up to about [-] .

If it is a whole month's manuscript fee, then he can probably get [-].

This is the charm of daily explosive updates.

If it is not daily, 4000 words of salted fish are updated every day, not to mention that his average subscription cannot be increased so fast, even if it can be increased to 2000 average subscriptions, the monthly manuscript fee should be around seven or eight thousand.

But even so, it is already more profitable than his food delivery.

You know, if you want to earn more than [-] yuan a month from delivering food, it's really a race against time and death, not to mention that Chen Haotang can only work part-time most of the time, and can't run all day.

In contrast, codewords are much easier.

Although his fingers and wrists were sore after a day's work, and his waist and butt were even more uncomfortable, Chen Haotang felt that there was probably no job more suitable for him than this.

"Thank you." Chen Haotang looked at Jiang Miao, his eyes and tone were very sincere.

To be honest, if Jiang Miao hadn't spent time and energy polishing him for more than two months, allowing him to gradually figure out the way of writing online articles, it would be difficult for him to get started so quickly.

Let alone a monthly income of over [-], it might be difficult to even sign a contract.

A cute newcomer who has no one to lead the way, wants to figure out the signing routine of online articles, at least it will take a few months.

If the way of writing essays when I was in school is too deep, it may take a year or two to barely correct it.

It's rare to see someone like Chen Haotang making money in just a few months.

Although this is related to Jiang Miao's guidance, it is also inseparable from his research spirit.

If a person really wants to make money, he devotes his whole body and mind to a specific career, earnestly studies the skills and knowledge in it, cooperates with practical practice, combines theory with practice, and can make some achievements no matter what.

"Eat and eat." Jiang Miao greeted, "Buy more ingredients to make a good meal in the evening, let's celebrate."

The lunch at noon was very enjoyable.

After eating, Chen Haotang and Ding Ning went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Jiang Miao and Su Huai Porridge were sitting on the sofa in the living room, hugging each other and chatting.

"Shall we go home in two days?" Su Huai Porridge whispered, "I miss grandma."

"Yeah." Jiang Miao nodded, "Anyway, Hangzhou has been unsealed, so it's good to go back."

"It looks like the school won't start right away, I don't know when it will start." Su Huai Congee looked at the clouds outside the window and said melancholy.

"Everything will get better gradually." Jiang Miao hugged the senior sister tightly, feeling her warmth, "It just so happens that you can spend more time with grandma, it's good."

"What about you?" Su Huai porridge was a little hopeful, "You have to come to me after you go back."

"That's for sure." Jiang Miao smiled, "But I also have to go home for a few days and stay with my parents."

"En." Su Huai porridge nodded.

"So senior sister wants to come to my house to find me?" Jiang Miao leaned into her ear and asked softly, "You can also stay overnight."

"I don't want it." Su Huai porridge pushed him away with a blushing face.

Although she is used to sleeping with her junior, Su Huai Porridge still felt her cheeks burn when she thought of going to her junior's house to spend the night with uncles and aunts in the next room.

How embarrassing is this kind of thing!

"Speaking of which." Jiang Miao didn't continue to tease her, but instead asked, "Senior sister, what activities do juniors usually have? I'm about to write this part, help me get materials?"

"What activities can there be?" Su Huai porridge tilted his head in doubt, thinking, "It's nothing more than participating in a competition, after all, juniors have basically retired, unless it is like Yueyue who became the vice president of the Youth Association. kind."

"The other thing is to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination, right? Or start looking for an internship, find a suitable company, etc."

"University is said to be rich and colorful, but in fact it is just that. Xianyu is really busy, and if you want to work hard, you are really busy."

Hearing what the senior sister said, Jiang Miao felt a little helpless.

"It looks like I won't be able to write long."

"Isn't it almost 100 million words now?" Su Huai porridge said, "I just wrote it in my sophomore year, so I have to write at least 200 million words, right?"

"How is it possible?" Jiang Miao was speechless, "That's not how the accounts are calculated."

"If there is no new event to provide the plot, then I can't repeat the same process of writing, and delete the repeated plot every year, then there is not much to write."

"It is estimated that I can write about 150 million words."

"It's too short~" Su Huai porridge shook his head and sighed.

Jiang Miao was not happy to hear this, hugged her tightly, and said with a smile: "Isn't it clear whether I am short or not, senior sister?"

"……rogue!"

Hooligans or not, in short, this book cannot be written into a long novel.

Jiang Miao plans to write about the senior year in the plot, and it will end after the hero and heroine get married.

As for the post-marriage story... then wait until he really experiences it with his senior sister in the future, and then write it in other books.

Based on this calculation, Jiang Miao's book should be written until around June this year, just before the end of the summer vacation, and the new book can be prepared by the summer vacation.

I don't know when I will be able to write a novel of more than 200 million words.

……

The two chatted on the sofa here, and the two washed dishes in the kitchen over there.

Ding Ning hummed a ditty while washing the dishes, with a smile on her face, people who didn't know thought she was the one who earned more than [-] a month.

"Hao Tang, how about I write novels too?" Ding Ning asked with her eyes wandering as she saw that everyone she knew had made money writing novels.