Raven's Author's Self-Help Guide [System]

After reading Chapter 1 like listening to the self-introduction of a blind date, the readers finally showed satisfied expressions and left valuable comments one after another.

[Hahahahahaha author's wife, I have already seen through you, you are definitely not a novice!Quick, hand over your tuba! 】

[999 is almost six times over!The president's eyes are probably laser beams, I respect you first! 】

[My dear, please sit down and don't answer the question for the male lead! 】

[MD Zhi... is brave and has lightning eyes, is he talking about the male protagonist? 】

[Hey hey hey hey, is this male protagonist a wise... Wisdom fruit on the tree of wisdom, you and me under the tree of wisdom? 】

[Heh, author, you have successfully caught my attention.Tell me, which pink trumpet are you?I don't believe you are a novice with the ability to control the rhythm of the writing and plot! 】

[Did the author's wife use a trumpet to let herself go?This style of painting is so cheerful, I like it so much, I will give you my knees, and strongly urge you to hand over the tuba! 】

[Hand over the tuba and don't kill it! 】

[Hand over the tuba and don't kill +1! 】

Even though Mei Gengxin, the author, did not come forward to respond, several readers seemed to have found an organization, and happily built a tall building in the comment area, and even guessed which pink trumpet it was in a playful way. .

In fact, Jinjiang does not have a clear standard for the classification of authors. According to the author's own summary, it can be roughly divided into several levels: small vacuum, small transparent, large transparent, small pink, big pink, purple red, small god, and great god.There are so many contracted authors in Jinjiang, but the number of those who can really be counted as Little Pink is actually not many, and it is even rarer if it goes higher, and the top traffic can be counted with one hand.

The god-level characters above dare not think about it, but the pink readers below dare to guess, but they guessed halfway, and before they came to a conclusion, someone pointed them the way.

[The reader's column of the author's wife is really a new writer.But he is very famous, he is a well-known fan of Pure Love Channel, and he started with ten deep waters. 】

Readers were reminded, touched it and took a look, and were shocked.

【My mother asked me why I knelt down to look at the computer. I just wanted to say, she's so good at writing, I'm a fan of this wife. 】

[So my wife usually prefers to watch pure love?Why did the wife come to write romantic articles? 】

[You don't care what your wife likes to read, as long as the writing is good-looking?Anyway, I like this brain hole, not as embarrassing as my wife, I threw a landmine to show my respect. 】

[That's right, then I'll vote for one too. 】

[Not enough to see!Wife asks for double updates!Ask for Japan!Bury a grenade and blow the author out! 】

Readers happily left a few high-rise buildings behind, and under the traction of fate, Mei Gengxin's "President's Eyes Are Bright" received a lot of praise from the very beginning, and his collection continued to increase.

After a few hours, he came downstairs after basking in the sun and exercising. As soon as he refreshed the background, he was overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of readers.

After roughly reading the comments, Mei Gengxin felt that the girls in Jinjiang were really cute, so she chose two and replied, frankly saying that she had never written in Jinjiang before, but she was not a novice.And the reason why he wrote this subject was not because he wanted to mess with the president's essays. After all, he himself liked that kind of sourness before, but now it's just a different way to open his mind.

I probably didn't expect the author to be so open-minded. He even said that he used to like the subject of dog blood running with the ball. He hasn't left yet and the new readers have a 23333, saying that the author is so cute.

Mei Gengxin didn't express any opinion on the fact that a big man was praised. He glanced at the data again and confirmed that the increase was good, so he calmly closed the background and prepared to continue coding.

He was very happy when readers praised him for his good writing, but he is also an old reader in Jinjiang, and he knows his own situation well.

Due to the absence of an official list and lack of exposure, his collection seems to have risen well, but in fact the rate is not astonishing, and he should not be blindly happy.But he won't feel that there is a big gap just because this data is not as good as he used to be in wireless, and the websites on both sides are different, so why make indifferent comparisons.

With a clear mind, Mei Gengxin is as stable as an old cow. No matter what the text looks like, he is dedicated to saving more manuscripts while he is inspired.

As before, he tended to lose track of the time as soon as he started writing. It was not until he heard the sound of the key turning and the door lock opening that he suddenly realized that he had been sitting in front of the computer for a long time.

Looking at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, it was almost noon, and Mei Gengxin couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Apart from himself, the only key in his house is kept by the nanny.

After lunch yesterday, the auntie nanny asked for leave to see her sick son, and was planning to come back tonight. Therefore, when Mei Gengxin fell ill, there was no one to help, only the little black cat Chuci was working hard.

After being out of danger, Mei Gengxin thought that the nanny would come back in less than a day, and he had nutrient solution, so he didn't bother her to accompany his son.

But now, she seems to be back early?

Going to the living room and looking around, Mei Gengxin saw that the nanny was changing shoes at the door, so she raised her voice and asked her, "Aunt Yu, why did you come back early? You still have half a day off, don't you want to spend more time with your son?"

Aunt Yu was startled by Mei Gengxin, and the handbag containing vegetables fell to the ground, she turned her head to look at Mei Gengxin, her expression relaxed quickly.

"It's Ah Xin, you scared my aunt to death." She bent down to pick up the handbag and complained, "What can I do with my kid? It's just a minor illness. The eldest doesn't know what he wants by himself. I'm still more worried about you. You don't know how to cook, and your health is not good, what if you have a stomachache after eating overnight?"

Mei Gengxin said disapprovingly: "They are all hospitalized, so we should be more careful."

Aunt Yu waved her hand, opened the refrigerator door and looked in, and found that there was not much food missing. Mei Gengxin must have not had lunch today, so she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't care much and said: "My kid is weak, and he can't take medicine and injections when he catches a cold, so he went to the hospital. In fact, there is nothing serious about it. What hospital did he live in? It's okay, don't take it at noon." It’s time for dinner overnight, I’ll make you a new one, go and play with yours.”

Mei Gengxin agreed, and when Aunt Yu took out the meal specially made for him yesterday from the refrigerator and packed it in a garbage bag, she stopped paying attention to her and went back to her room to continue typing.

Sitting down on the chair, touching Chuci who didn't know when he stood up straight and stared at the living room, Mei Gengxin felt that it was actually good that Aunt Yu came back early.

He inherited his mother, who couldn't cook since he was a child. He was called a killer in the kitchen. He always ate meals cooked by Aunt Yu and his father.

Later, his parents died in a car accident, and his grandfather took him with him. In order to ensure the quality of life, he only terminated the contract with the driver at home normally, leaving behind Aunt Yu, the nanny employed by his family since childhood.Aunt Yu has worked at his home for so long, and she knows everything about him very well. With her taking care of him, he can concentrate on typing.

Sure enough, with Aunt Yu taking care of the housework, Mei Gengxin's coding ideas became smoother. In the next few days, he focused on updating, the data was good, and he was soon on the list of new authors.

With the exposure channel, his favorite clicks have grown explosively. By the time the total number of words is [-], it has surpassed the V line by a lot.

Satisfied with this result, Mei Gengxin felt that there should be no problem signing the contract, so he sent an in-site text message to the editor to recommend himself to sign the contract.

However, the editor's reply surprised him.

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry because the content of the first edition was not very satisfactory today, and the update time was delayed after an overhaul, but Pindao still wants to ensure the quality first _(:з」∠)_.

By the way, let me ask again, is the name of the Seventh Disciple of the Poor Dao a mouthful?Is it really a mouthful?