The crowd is full of tentacle monsters

Today is the fifth day since Bai Qingyi started writing the novel, and it is also the fifth day since he got the phone call from Dr. Shuai's brother.However, the days have not changed in the slightest because of the appearance of these two things.

The number of hits on Bai Qingyi's novels has not increased, the book review area is deserted, and Passerby A has never appeared except on the first day, and his favorites have always been 0, which makes Bai Qingyi feel very depressed.

There are already more than 1 words, but no one reads it. Is it because he really does not write well?

Bai Qingyi was a little sad and frustrated, and spent an afternoon writing Chapter 6 slowly. After it was released, Bai Qingyi was thinking whether to ask Meng Miao to take a look. What is the problem with his novel? Envelope icon shines up.

Clicking on it out of curiosity, after reading the content, Bai Qingyi was so excited that his hands were trembling, it was a contract!It was an invitation to sign from an editor.Being able to sign a contract shows that he is not so bad that he is hopeless.Maybe, you can ask the editor why no one read it?After all, editing is a profession.

Bai Qingyi was afraid of missing the first opportunity to communicate with the editor, so after sending out the chat friend application, his buttocks stuck to the stool, and his roommate called him to go to the cafeteria for lunch, but he waved his hand and refused, staring at the editor without blinking. looking at computer screen.

5 minutes passed, 10 minutes passed, half an hour passed... Bai Qingyi was so hungry that his stomach was growling, and the time had already reached 01:30 in the afternoon, but the receipt of the friend application had never appeared.He looked at the timetable posted on the table. There was a math class at two o'clock. If he didn't want to be late, he would be called by the teacher, so he had to pack up and go to class.

But, but, the editor hasn't added it yet.

Bai Qingyi prepared the notebooks and textbooks ten times slower than usual, and when he finally gave up and was about to close the computer and go out, the chat profile picture flashed, and the editor sent him a question mark.

"I am a scholar in Tsing Yi, and I have received your invitation to sign a contract."

"The title of my work is..."

Before Bai Qingyi finished typing the following words, the editor's reply in the dialogue window appeared: "Ah, I'm sorry, the short hair at the signing station is wrong, it's not for you."

Can this be wrong too?

Bai Qingyi was stunned.However, before he could ask in detail, the editor had disappeared from his friend list.Bai Qingyi realized later that he was deleted by the editor.

After 0 collection, Bai Qingyi suffered critical damage again.

Checking the time, it was too late to rush to the big classroom, so Bai Qingyi went to the library with his textbooks in his arms.For the first time in my life, I skipped class.Fleeing with fear.

Fortunately, he was lucky, the math teacher didn't call the roll today.After receiving the text message from his roommate, Bai Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief.However, the frown that was worried about being caught skipping class just stretched out, and then frowned again randomly.He thought of his own novel, which no one read, and which was signed by Oolong.

Do you want to continue writing?Bai Qingyi bit his pen and was thinking about this problem when his phone vibrated suddenly, and it was a WeChat message from Meng Miao: "Xiao Qingyi, have you started writing your danmei essay yet? (*^__^*) Hee hee... ..."

"I wrote it, but no one read it." After typing these words, Bai Qingyi thought about it, then deleted it, and replied with a single word "no".

Meng Miao's tone was a little disappointed: "It hasn't started yet? I'm looking forward to it. Be sure to send me the link after writing it. By the way, do you want to share some novel packages for you to find inspiration?"

When Bai Qingyi thought of the three meaty novels mixed in the novel bag last time, he felt the veins on his forehead twitching.He has a limited ability to bear, but he can't bear another stimulation.Bai Qingyi resolutely rejected Meng Miao's offer, then packed up his things and went back to the dormitory.

Just now, he made a decision, even if he couldn't sign the contract, he still wanted to finish the Tanmei novel.Well, let's finish with [-] words, and then try to write male frequency cultivating immortals.He thought that the reason no one read his Tanmei articles was probably because he didn't look like Danmei at all.

As a straight man, I really shouldn't challenge fields that are not suitable for me.Bai Qingyi murmured to himself in his heart.

Because I plan to finish it with [-] words, the following plot is like flying on a rocket.

Chapter One, the hero's adventure is complete.In the first chapter, the male protagonist overcomes many difficulties and finds the final villain.

In the first chapter, the hero and the villain were fighting, but the heroine came to help, which was a disservice. Both the hero and the villain fell into the abyss and hell.

In the first chapter, the male lead and the big villain put an end to their previous suspicions in the abyss, cooperated hand in hand, and finally crawled out of the abyss.At the moment when they saw the light of day again, when the hero and the villain stood on opposite sides again, the two discovered each other, and it turned out that they had cultivated a relationship beyond friendship in the abyss.

Thus, the hero and the villain are together, the world is peaceful, and no one fights anymore.The heroine is married to the heroine.Ending HE.

Bai Qingyi thought that no one would watch her messing around like this.He is ready, after publishing the last chapter, he will delete the green JJ website in the favorites, and never log in to this author account again.

Unexpectedly, after he released his habitual refresh, his collections skyrocketed like his plots, and comments sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. However, the comments were all in the same style of "hahahaha, this novel is so wonderful, come and watch it".

Bai Qingyi didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

He patiently read the book reviews one by one. He wanted to see if the passer-by A who left his message at the beginning came back to read the rest of the article.To Bai Qingyi's disappointment, the ID of Passerby A never appeared again.

"As expected, this article of mine has no readers." Bai Qingyi shook his head, quit Green JJ, and went to a popular male channel website to register an author account.With Lu JJ's complicated registration process as a foundation, this round of account registration, Bai Qingyi went extremely smoothly, and it was done in 2 minutes.

However, when creating a new book, Bai Qingyi paused for a while. With the failure experience of "Cultivating Immortals: The Second Under Heaven", he finally realized that it is not enough to only have inspiration in his mind!He wants to write novels of 100 million words or 200 million words, and he needs to have a specific plot direction.At least, at least, have an attractive beginning of the plot.

What should I write?Bai Qingyi stared at the computer and thought over and over again, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt his mind went blank, as if his thoughts had been emptied in an instant.He stomped his feet irritably, but his fingers involuntarily typed in the website of Lu JJ. Maybe, probably, the second most popular book review in the world can give him some confidence?Bai Qingyi wasn't sure.

After skillfully logging into the author's backstage, skillfully entering the work management page, the envelope icon starts to flash again. Is it an advertisement or something?Bai Qingyi hesitated for a moment, then opened the envelope, and the signing invitation letter popped out.

Bai Qingyi was a little annoyed, it was enough to send the wrong message once, and he had to do it again, was it to play him on purpose?This is too bullying!

Bai Qingyi clicked the reply button below, one word followed by an exclamation mark, and replied to the short message on the signing site: "I! No! Sign! Contract!"