After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

In the ancient literature class the next day, Jiang Baige successfully intercepted Song Yan.

Jiang Baige took out some stationery from her schoolbag and asked casually, "Are you back to school?"

Song Yan turned her head and looked at her, her face full of confusion: "What do you mean? I've been in school the whole time..."

“Hey?!” Wen Mian was the one who spoke, “But when we went to the police station to take a statement yesterday, we met Senior Li Bingyang. He said that your cousin was in there!”

"My cousin?"

Song Yan was completely confused. Although she had heard a little about what happened yesterday, she was in the library at the time and didn't know what happened.

Jiang Baige was very satisfied with her reaction. She and Wen Mian repeated the whole story in unison without any prior rehearsal.

After listening to this, Song Yan was silent for a while, and then she said four words: "He must be sick."

The class was inattentive, so Jiang Baige took out her phone and started to review an online article from ten years ago.

After all, so much time has passed that she has kind of forgotten what’s popular now.

Now that she has the manuscript back and knows that the book will be a big hit, she must write it well...

Maybe, before she even graduates from college, she will have already become a great online writer.

That’s right, this must be her mission after rebirth—to become a great writer on the Internet and make a lot of money!

As long as she can do this, her parents will not think she is not doing her job properly and will not be angry with her. She will be able to live a stable life and will not go hungry and die of starvation in front of the computer!

The two classes passed quickly.

As soon as the class was over, Jiang Baige stood up quickly and urged Wen Mian: "Hurry up."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Are you hungry?"

"Do you want Li Bingyang to see us sitting together with Song Yan?" Jiang Baige picked up Wen Mian's schoolbag. "He has been targeting me. I have to let him know that I told Song Yan about it. What if he gets desperate and stabs me?"

"Yeah."

Frightened by Jiang Baige, Wen Mian didn't even bother to stuff his things into his schoolbag, and followed with his textbooks and pencil case.

As soon as the two walked to the back door, they saw Li Bingyang enter the classroom from the front door.

"Yan Yan, I'm here to pick you up for dinner."

He walked straight to Song Yan and called her intimately and gently, but his voice was loud enough to be heard in the corridor.

Wen Mian rolled his eyes: "What a good actor."

Sure enough, there were whispers of envy all around.

It is normal for people in their early twenties who have not experienced the beatings of society or the abuse of work to think that love is more important than anything else.

Jiang Baige fully understands.

But now, she is a person who died once under the pressure of life. Love? Or give her a career and money!

***

As Jiang Baige expected, Song Yan and Li Bingyang broke up.

While the unaware of the truth were sighing and lamenting, Jiang Baige revised the manuscript she had already written, backed it up on several USB flash drives, and even saved a copy on her mobile phone.

But she soon discovered a new problem: too few words!

Her manuscript only has 300,000 words, but Li Bingyang's hit book has more than 2 million words. If it weren't for the support of so many words, it would be impossible for the TV series to be adapted into a TV series and broadcast for three seasons.

Moreover, the online literature world ten years later will be different from what it is now: 300,000 or 500,000 words are considered "short stories", and if they are not 1 million or 2 million words, don't even think about becoming a hit.

She suffered this loss at that time.

Because I entered the industry early, I am used to writing 200,000 or 300,000 words, and have no experience writing millions of words. I was very passive from signing the contract to serialization.

Thinking of this, Jiang Baige took out a new loose-leaf notebook from the drawer and began to recall how Li Bingyang expanded the number of words in his previous life.

Although it was a long time ago, many of the jokes in that article were originally thought up by her, so it is not that difficult to recall them.

After she finished writing, she showed it to the other three people in the dormitory.

——This is also something she had never done in her previous life.

Because I'm sorry.

Although she had joined several author groups, people in the groups mostly chatted. She felt that it was a waste of time and always kept silent, so she was kicked out over time.

"Bai Ge, do you want me to tell the truth?" Lin Xingran asked in a low voice.

Because she knew that Jiang Baige would never allow anyone to say anything bad about the things she cherished.

The two had a cold war for a while during their freshman year, just because Lin Xingran said that the lead singer of the band that Jiang Baige liked was not handsome.

As for how they reconciled later, Jiang Baige could no longer remember.

Of course, Jiang Baige, who is actually 30 years old, is not as hot-tempered as she was ten years ago. More importantly, she knows that Lin Xingran will become a book editor in the future.

Therefore, she attached the most importance to Lin Xingran's opinion: "I'm all ears!"

"Rather than saying this is a novel for girls, it's more like it's written for boys."

"Hey?"

"Look, you clearly wrote a story about a reborn heroine who gradually grows up to become an empress, but all the plots seem to be about the hero helping the heroine, and the heroine's child also takes the hero's surname. Doesn't that mean the world will return to the hero's family in the future? Also, all the supporting actresses are very beautiful, and they all take the initiative to throw themselves into the arms of the hero... This is what boys love to watch the most, right?"

Zhou Ling next to him also said, "If the genders were switched, it would indeed be more reasonable."

Jiang Baige slapped his head: Lin Xingran really hit the nail on the head!

Li Bingyang's book is a male-oriented novel, so it is naturally written from a male's perspective.

In her previous life, she lost her own manuscript early on, so whether she read the full text, followed the TV series, or discussed it with Li Bingyang, it was all based on his story after he had "transferred" his gender, which made her more familiar with Li Bingyang's story.

Now I'm suddenly rewriting it and accidentally got stuck into his story.

"But I remembered that you had almost finished writing it, so why did you come up with another outline?" Wen Mian was a little puzzled.

Jiang Baige smiled bitterly: "As you all know, the income of online literature mainly comes from readers' paid subscriptions. The more words there are, the more income there will be, so..."

"You are short of money?"

After Zhou Ling asked, Wen Mian knocked her head: "Is this a matter of money?"

Jiang Baige didn't dare to say: Isn't this just a matter of money?

When I was young, I was arrogant and thought that doing what I liked was the most important thing. After I starved to death for writing the stories I liked, I realized that without readers and income, everything else was meaningless!

Lin Xingran was more objective: "Maybe we can start by adding more characters? The heroine is fighting alone now, but since it is a fictional story in ancient times, it is normal to have some sisters, just like the female generals of the Yang family that we are very familiar with, isn't there the 'Twelve Widows' Western Expedition'? Everyone can have their own story and specialties, as long as their abilities are developed around the heroine's becoming emperor, and the details are appropriate, it won't deviate from the main plot."

Lin Xingran talked for a long time, but Jiang Baige did not respond. Instead, she stared at the message on her mobile phone in a daze - the web editor assigned to her sent the contract documents.