The Strongest Donkey of the Elves

Without having dinner, he went directly to the hotel he had booked. Liang Yuan jumped on the soft big bed, rode a bicycle for several hours, and walked around the streets all afternoon. Liang Yuan felt exhausted and didn't want to move anymore.

However, his strong self-control still allowed Liang Yuan to get up. His stomach was not too heavy. Liang Yuan decided to order a takeaway later. As for Miao Miao, Liang Yuan handed her half of the Moo Milk, and she gently After taking a sip, he drank heavily. In the blink of an eye, all the milk was finished, and Miaomiao's belly became bulging.

"Aren't you afraid of choking if you drink so fast? Really..."

Liang Yuan lovingly picked up Miaomiao and put her on the bed against the pillow. Liang Yuan turned on the TV to relieve her boredom. After ordering takeout on his mobile phone, he clicked on the blog.

As soon as he entered the blog, Liang Yuan was bombarded with private messages. When he looked carefully, they all said that he was popular and on the homepage. Liang Yuan was a little confused. When he clicked on his homepage, he found his articles. With nearly [-] likes and thousands of comments, he was a little confused.

Although he had known for a long time that his article had thousands of likes, he didn't expect it to soar so quickly. He clicked on his article out of curiosity and went straight to the comment area. The comments that caught his eye included praise and praise. There are criticisms, jokes, and gimmicks, but overall they are mainly compliments and encouragements. Perhaps the overall atmosphere in this world is not as impetuous as it was in the previous life. There are very few trolls, and the comments are very sensible.

"The article is very well written. As someone who has been to Longcheng Paifang Street, this article is very accurate. Except for some details, it does not explain the general fun, which shops are delicious and which are not. It’s all written clearly. If anyone wants to travel to Dragon City, you can refer to this article for encouragement. I look forward to the author’s next article introducing the attractions.”

"I think the wording in some parts of the article is inappropriate, but there is nothing wrong with other parts. The author keeps complaining about that snail noodle shop. After I went to eat it, I thought it was very good. What do you have to complain about? Look down on snail noodles. Pink, right? doge/"

"Oh, the author is a little handsome, is he a model? The Miaomiao in his arms is so cute, I really want to tame one!"

"Ah haha, what Miao Miao is holding is Gengar's candy painting. If I remember correctly, the super type can restrain the ghost type, right? Good guy, this is a hint that Miao Miao is invincible and can eat it in one bite. Are you going to play Geng Gui? Yaya/"

The subsequent painting style gradually became distorted, and Liang Yuan couldn't help but laugh when he saw the jokes written by these netizens who were making fun of themselves.

Sure enough, no matter where we go, netizens are always a source of happiness!

Go to the community center of the blog, and sure enough, as they said, their article has been officially pushed to the homepage by the blog. The number of reads and likes are continuing to increase, and it may not be long before there are [-] likes.

"Hehe~"

Liang Yuan was eating the takeaway and looking at his phone with a strange smile. He had to say that this feeling was quite refreshing. In his last life, he was unable to fulfill his dream of being an online writer. Now, he seems to have a chance in this life.

Thinking of this, Liang Yuan's eyes lit up.

As mentioned before, the entertainment in this world is extremely backward. Except for music, the development of other games, novels and other leisure and entertainment is quite slow. Computer performance is obviously close to catching up with 3080, but there are no large-scale online games or 3A masterpieces. But think of it. These games are not as exciting as Pokémon battle, and Liang Yuan understands this.

"Hehe, so it seems that being a copywriter is quite popular?"

However, when Liang Yuan recalled everything about his previous life, he found that after staying here for more than ten years, his memory of his previous life was somewhat blurry, and he could only remember a rough outline.

"Fuck, then the path between making games and being a literary copycat is basically gone. Now the only things I can think of are ideas. Hey, it seems good to be a program planner. And since you choose to obey the system, then you will definitely be everywhere in the world. After running away, it seems possible to become a writer for a travel magazine..."

After careful planning, Liang Yuan thought of a lot of things that he could do in his spare time at the Breeder Academy. The more he thought about it, the more excited and happy he became. At this moment, he noticed a private message sent from the background of his blog. .

Originally, Liang Yuan was not prepared to care, but the sender of this private message caught his attention - "Blog Community Official", click on it and take a look.

Oh, good guy, Liang Yuan called him a good guy.

"Hello, I am the person in charge of the travel section of the blog community. I found your article very interesting. Are you interested in signing a contract with us?"

"Hey, look what a genius is. The first article he published after many years of diving attracted the authorities to come to recruit him. What do we call this? It's called a heifer and a group of big bulls - the bull B is broken!"

Miaomiao on the side didn't show any reaction to her master's dancing and crazy look. She had already fallen into the joyful world of TV variety shows and had no idea of ​​her master's madness.

Of course, Liang Yuan readily decided to sign the contract. He had already seen the benefit announcements for signed authors in the community, and the income was pretty good. The income was mainly determined by the number of likes and readings. The order of fans would also affect the income. Now he has fans A little over 600. The guaranteed profit for an article is 10 yuan per thousand words. If the follow-up traffic is large enough, Liang Yuan has calculated it himself. If there are 60 reads, he can probably get [-] yuan for a [-]-word article. Or acceptable.

Liang Yuan doesn't think it's a small amount of money. You have to know that he will definitely travel to different places in the future. Not to mention the far ones, the closest one is Longcheng Zhaigou, which he will go to tomorrow. If he writes a little more informative, it will be two more. Thousand words, just a few dozen yuan will go into my wallet, how fast!

Moreover, he also read the blog contract carefully, and it was similar to the creative incentives at Station B. There were no KPIs and no hard requirements. It was very casual, so it was normal for the small amount of money given.

Happy and exhausted, he and Miaomiao watched the TV program. One second they were still open, and the next second Liang Yuan fell asleep together. The only sound in the room was the sound of the TV program.

After being noticed by Guisi who was patrolling in the hotel, he floated directly into the room and turned off the TV and lights. Miao Miao, who was still in Liang Yuan's arms, noticed that his master seemed to be asleep, and his eyes glowed blue, and the TV and lights were on. The switches clicked and turned off, and the room suddenly became dark, leaving only the big pink-purple eyes shining with blue light.

He used his superpower to carefully adjust Liang Yuan's body to lie down. After pulling up the quilt, Miao Miao also yawned, called "Miaopa" softly and closed his eyes.

The little episode at night naturally did not affect Liang Yuan, who was sleeping soundly. However, he had a somewhat strange dream, in which he dreamed that his little cute Miaomiao turned into a very cute little loli lying on his body. He keeps shouting "Gou Xiu Jin Sama" and "Gou Xiu Jin Sama", which makes him look as cute as possible.

I opened my eyes instantly and woke up from the shocking dream. I looked at the clock hanging on the wall and saw that it was already seven o'clock in the morning.

Looking across the room, Miao Miao, who was supposed to be lying in his arms, unexpectedly ran to lie on his chest. Liang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, nothing has changed...

Although he felt a little regretful, under the threat of three years in prison and being called a "loli control" by others, Liang Yuan decisively chose to stay the same.

My own wonderful cat is cute enough now, what kind of cat girl do I want?Change, change, change your mother!I'll give you a big mouth!

Carefully placing Miao Miao from his chest onto the pillow, Liang Yuan walked into the bathroom to wash up and tidy up his hair.

"Meow...Pa..."

The sleepy-eyed and disheveled Miaomiao flew to the bathroom and landed on his head. Liang Yuan smiled and put her down, gently wiped her face, and combed her hair by the way, so that she looked more energetic. .

"Hey, after cleaning up, let's go out, let's go out for dinner!"