Chapter 12

"A masterpiece, this is definitely a masterpiece."

Meng Fei was very excited, how long has it been, one year, three years, or five years, he can't remember how long he hasn't read such a sensual novel.

He suffered from some kind of dysfunction, which is terminally ill medically, but after reading this novel, he was so eager to move and couldn't stop, this is not a masterpiece, so what else is a masterpiece? !

"Sign it, you must sign it immediately." Meng Fei couldn't help clenching his fists. If he didn't sign such a masterpiece immediately, he might regret it for the rest of his life.

This writing skill is too terrifying, it is simply deeply rooted in people's hearts, as if a real event happened in front of his eyes, this is already a writing skill that is close to Taoism.

The person who can write such a work is definitely a master-level character. I don’t know how many movies I have watched throughout the year, and I have rich clinical experience. Could it be that Master Jia Zhiwei once again writes in person?

Thinking of this, he immediately looked at the author's contact information and some information, and was immediately stunned. The person who wrote this work was not a master, but an eighteen-year-old high school student.

When did high school students have such writing skills and actually write such master-level works, Meng Fei couldn't believe his eyes, he checked again and again, and finally he was really sure.

Because this is the information filled in by the author himself, and it has been carefully verified by the ID card, it is absolutely impossible to falsify.

"It's true. This is definitely a genius writer. A rising superstar in the future may even surpass the achievements of Master Jia Zhiwei." Meng Fei couldn't help but get excited. Penguin communication number.

With a ding, the friend authentication was passed immediately.

"Has it been successful?"

Meng Fei was overjoyed, and immediately established a video communication with the other party, and soon there was a video from the other side, a young man in white casual clothes with an immature face appeared in front of him.

"Excuse me, are you Teacher Black Heart Wolf?" He asked cautiously.

The young man was stunned. He didn't expect someone to call himself a teacher, but he quickly realized: "That's right, I am the author who just submitted the article, Black Heart Wolf. My real name is Xia Ping."

"It would be great."

Meng Fei smiled: "I have read your novel, and I personally like this novel very much. I wonder if I can sign a contract with Penguin Novel.com. I assure you, there will definitely be the strongest promotion for your novel. Famous overnight."

He is full of self-confidence. Even an old driver like him can get so excited just by reading the beginning. It's unreasonable for such a novel not to be popular.

"Okay, then sign the contract." Xia Ping nodded and agreed. He originally wanted to sign a contract with Penguin Novel. After all, this online novel platform is the largest in Yanhuangxing. If it can become popular, the benefits will be the greatest.

"That's great. This is my contract with Penguin Novel.com. It's a standard contract. Every author signs the same contract with us. I believe you won't suffer, Mr. Black Heart Wolf." Meng Fei immediately posted on the Internet. A contract was signed, "If you agree, just sign it."

In this day and age, paper contracts have been eliminated. You can sign a contract directly online and use your own ID card chip to sign the contract, which is also legally binding.

"Okay." Xia Ping took a casual glance and signed the contract. He also knew about Penguin Novel.com, the largest novel website in the industry. There has not been any major scandals, and it is also trustworthy.

Seeing that the contract was signed, Meng Fei was immediately overjoyed, and his attitude became even more enthusiastic: "Mr. Black Heart Wolf, do you still have the manuscript? If so, please post it as soon as possible. If it reaches 100,000 words, I will arrange it for you as soon as possible." recommend."

In fact, no matter which world the novel is in, if the number of words is not enough, fewer people will read it.

"If you want to save the manuscript, I don't have it yet, but I can code it out soon." Xia Ping said to himself, his body in the world of Yanhuang Star is many times stronger than that of the earth, and the speed of coding has also greatly increased. Just tested it , It actually reached a speed of 20,000 words per hour, which is simply inhuman.

Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that he just typed out the words in his mind. He doesn't need to think too much about the plot, as long as he has a ready-made copy.

"Well, then I'm looking forward to the next story of Teacher Black Heart Wolf." Meng Fei felt very sorry when he heard that there was no manuscript saved, and he still wanted to read the next content.

But if not, then there is no way.

Next, he and Xia Ping checked the bank account and ID card information. After all, this is a matter of remuneration, which is very important and cannot be neglected.

After checking, the two parties ended the call.

"Haha, finally a new master of sensual novels is about to be born in my hands." Meng Fei was extremely excited. Being able to cultivate a top master of sensual novels gave him an extraordinary sense of accomplishment.

In the novel industry, even editors have so-called achievements. If you don't bring out a few famous authors, no one will believe your ability.

Once you can cultivate a master figure, your industry status will definitely increase greatly, and your salary will also increase sharply. It is not impossible to become the editor-in-chief.

But now is not the time for Meng Fei to think about such trivial matters. After reading that novel, he felt his body ready to move, and a flame that he hadn't seen for two years appeared unexpectedly.

You know, since the car accident, his family has almost fallen apart, and his wife can't touch him. He has a very low self-esteem, and he is looked down upon by his boss outside and his wife at home. How miserable it is.

But today, he's going to get back on his feet and make that bitch beg on her knees.

Meng Fei's eyes showed raging fire, and at the same time he felt emotional in his heart that this master work saved his life, no less than a dose of magic medicine.

Thinking of this, he walked towards his wife's bedroom, exuding unprecedented confidence from his whole body.

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"Finally the signing is successful. The next step is to continue to save the manuscript and post all the remaining chapters." Xia Ping clenched his fists. He plans to write 500,000 words for this novel. If he writes 20,000 words per hour, at least It takes twenty-five hours.

Of course, he still has to attend classes, so he can write at most eight hours a day, and he must write for about three days.

Some people say that some novels often have millions of words, so half a million words is too little, but for a sensual novel, a hundred or two hundred thousand words is quite normal.

With 500,000 words, it is already a huge work.

"Okay, let's work hard and make money!"

Xia Ping immediately turned on the computer, and wrote crazy code words on it. Before going to bed, he planned to code tens of thousands of words.