I'm not a coquettish slut after all [Quick Transmigration]

Lu Ning has been in school for about three months, and the summer vacation is here.

So it became idle again.

Lu Wei asked him how he was studying, and Lu Ning thought of his hard work in class, and said to himself: "You've studied well."

"That's good." The next day, Lu Wei asked Lu Ning to follow him to the company, and put a smaller desk in the office. Two people stood side by side, one working and the other writing.

Lu Ning actually doesn't know how to write, so he found a website to watch *, he is a little gay, so of course he must write *.

There are a lot of novelty hunters, and it is interesting to compete one by one. Lu Ning read it for ten days in a row, and studied several "masterpieces" that are said to be in the *world.

The author's writing style is fine, but it's so fucking abusive, Lu Ning is very upset to read it.

He thought to himself why those who were abused always suffer, and why the little ones are forgiven after a little bit of abuse. I will write a novel dedicated to abuse!

Lu Ning has never written before, but he has a lot of materials. He has seen a lot with Yin Ping when he was working on the system before, and he has experienced it himself.

Therefore, with one stroke of the pen, Evans and thoughts spring up, and ink is written.

He is not very proficient in typing, and can only use two fingers to press the keys.

But on the third day, the speed of Two Finger Zen reached [-] per hour!

Lu Wei was surprised when he saw it, "Baby, you are really amazing."

"That's right, I also think I'm great." Lu Ning was proud.

He first saves the manuscript, writes and writes every day, and saves 10,000+ words in less than ten days.

"Can I publish it?" Lu Ning didn't know much about online articles.

"I'll check it out for you." Lu Wei asked a professional.

"Publish it, stick to the daily update, and when you become a VIP with [-] daily updates, a miracle will happen." Lu Wei patted Lu Ning's head.

Lu Ning is full of confidence, his speed is off the charts, he has enough manuscripts, and it is too simple to update [-] a day.

So I signed up for an account on a literature website, applied to become an author, and divided my manuscripts into the manuscript box for three thousand chapters, set a time, and updated them on time at nine o'clock every morning.

Because it was summer vacation, the traffic on the literature website was much higher than usual, and Lu Ning only posted a chapter before someone bookmarked him.

For this collection, Lu Ning was excited all day. The collection on the website is updated every hour, and he went to the website to refresh every hour.

On the third day, the manuscript box sent Chapter 3 on time, Lu Ning went to refresh the collection as usual, and suddenly wanted to click on the backstage to check, the mail logo was flickering, so Lu Ning clicked to look.

Core:

Dear author, I saw your novel recently and hope to have the opportunity to sign a contract for cooperation. If you are interested, please add qq8569... 23 to discuss in detail.

Lu Ning's hand holding the mouse was shaking, "Lu Wei, Lu Wei." He anxiously called Lu Wei twice.

"What's the matter baby?" Lu Wei thought he had something to do, so he put down his work and came to see him.

"An editor asked me to sign a contract!" Lu Ning turned back and pulled Lu Wei, his eyes sparkling.

"Really?" Lu Wei smiled, "It's awesome, write well, great writer."

"Yes." Lu Ning was encouraged by this matter.

He added the editor QQ, and negotiated the signing. A few days later, he saw the red "Signed Author" stamp next to his pseudonym in the backstage, and his heart was so beautiful.

He has an extraordinary enthusiasm for writing, and he is full of enthusiasm every day. He is holding computer codes in the office, and he is holding mobile phone codes when he goes out to eat. Because the themes of the articles are novel and the updates are stable, the collection of novels ranges from a few to one a day. Hours increase by several.

There is a reader named "Xiao" who leaves a message to Lu Ning every day, "What?". Once the manuscript box was unreliable and was not updated.

His writing style has yet to be tempered, but the subject matter of his articles is popular, so many people collect them.

Slowly, more and more people left messages for him, and some readers began to throw landmines at him, and one landmine was worth [-] literary coins.

There is a reader who throws thunder every day, and Lu Ning still holds the computer to show off to Lu Wei, "This is true love."

Later, Lu Ning's collection reached a certain amount, and the editor told him that he could join the VIP, which meant that he started to make money.

Lu Ning decided to update [-] a day.

There are good and bad after joining v, for example, "Smile" disappeared, the reader who had always supported him when he was alone, suddenly disappeared without a word, Lu Ning was a little melancholy, maybe he shouldn't charge, he thought.

But since it is already like this, he must persevere.

Subscription after v is not good. There are a thousand favorites, but the number of subscribers is less than one hundred. In addition to the occasional landmines, Lu Ning only spends more than ten yuan a day.

It was possible to reach more than ten yuan because he changed [-] words.

Lu Ning was a little discouraged. Before going to bed at night, he hugged Lu Wei's arm and asked, "Am I really bad? I think other authors in the group can earn hundreds of dollars a day."

Lu Wei lay down flat, let Lu Ning hug him on his body, and stroked his back, "You care too much about the profit now, do you remember why you wrote in the first place?"

Lu Wei's voice was gentle and deep, and Lu Ning couldn't help but think of his mood at that time. As long as someone collects and comments, he is happy. Why are you obsessed with income now?

Lu Ning suddenly realized.

He just writes because he likes it, as long as he persists, there will be rewards.

He is not like those talented authors who have the potential to become famous, so he can only do it a little bit, step by step, although it is slow, but one day, he believes, one day he will become a somewhat famous author .

"It's great to have you here." Lu Ning hugged Lu Wei and passed on the warmth of his body to him.

When Lu Wei received the message, the eagle took off, proudly for nine days, and occupied Lu Ning's Taoyuan land peck by peck.

The two had a hearty exchange, and Lu Ning softened into a puddle of water.

"Huh, husband, you are really getting stronger and stronger."

Lu Wei's eyes dimmed, and Lu Ning's snow-white slender legs were erected again.

The fiery night has just begun.

Lu Ning was almost made to pass out, but fortunately he persevered, and before going to bed, he still remembered to browse the backstage of Literature City, look at the collection, and reply to the comments. As for the income, let him go.

Lu Ning was held in Lu Wei's arms, dreaming until dawn.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and looked at the watch by the bed, it was already noon.

It was Lu Wei who felt sorry for him, knowing that he was tired, and didn't ask him to get up and go to work.

Lu Ning hugged the quilt and rolled around on the bed, feeling sweet in his heart.