After seven or eight hours of violent outpouring during the day, the sun began to feel weak and gradually became gentle.

And the happy weekend has arrived as scheduled today.

During the rush hour after get off work, Wang Zihao pretended to be a normal office worker in the eyes of his parents. On the way back to his home in Hexi, whether he was looking at the passengers on the bus or the people in the subway, he felt particularly cordial. .

No matter how proud the spring breeze is, there are always girls whose hearts open up under his warm and sunny smile, lowering their heads and blushing slightly.

Their hearts are shouting, come in, come in, I do.

Unfortunately, when they looked up, Wang Zihao had already left.

It’s so frustrating, why don’t you take the initiative?

Maybe if you take the initiative, there will be a story.

Wang Zihao, who didn't know that he had become the scenery in other people's eyes, climbed out of the subway station with his bag and shopping bags on his back, and walked leisurely on the way back to Jinhu Mansion.

While he was still in the subway, he received a message from the backstage station that "Shading the Sky" was successfully promoted and will be recommended next week.

Happy events come one after another, and a bright future is built up from the accumulation of these happy events one after another.

The streamer told Wang Zihao that "Shading the Sky" ranked third in the PK category this week.

The first few rounds of recommendations were all classified, and he, who was ranked third in the category, was successfully promoted without any surprise.

"Brother Dong is awesome!" Wang Zihao couldn't help but praise Brother Dong and sent these four words to the streamer.

Liu Guang was shocked to see it, what a fate.

There is a word "东" in his name.

"Haha, how did you know that there is the word "东" in my name?" Liu Guang also got off work and was on the bus.

Wang Zihao walked aside and looked at the editor's information. He was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Because Brother Dong is awesome."

Liu Guang feels like he has met a confidant, and looks forward to "Sunrise in the East" becoming a great god soon.

Qiyue holds two or three writers salons every year. Only great writers can be invited by Qiyue, and they will be provided with food, food and accommodation, and even travel expenses reimbursed.

If you are not a great person, you are so far apart that the writer and editor have no chance to meet.

Even if a writer from the same city has no grades, it would be shameless to ask the editor for dinner.

Shameless date?

The editor will not go either.

Walking to the gate of Jinhufu Community, Wang Zihao and Liu Guang ended their chat.

At the gate of the community, Ma Tengfei stood there like an iron tower, holding a shopping bag in his hand. Tonight he went to Wang Zihao's house for dinner.

During their third year of high school, the two of them would go to each other's house from time to time to have dinner, but they always went empty-handed.

Now that he has graduated, he has not been to the door for so long. Naturally, Ma Tengfei cannot come empty-handed again.

"Haohao, to be honest, I envy you!" Ma Tengfei said as soon as we met.

"Why do you envy me?" Wang Zihao handed the shopping bag to the walking tank horse Teng Fei and shook his arm.

Ma Tengfei already had a shopping bag in his hand, but he still took it and said: "You are free, you can concentrate on coding. How about I come to your place, share a room with you, and code together?"

It turned out that he was envious of this, so Wang Zihao did not respond, which was considered an implicit rejection.

He stood in front of the face scanning machine at the entrance of the community. Two seconds later, the face scanning was successful, and Wang Zihao led Ma Tengfei in together.

After entering the community, he saw no sign of Wang Zihao taking back his shopping bag. Ma Tengfei's eyes widened: "I thought you were going to use the access card in your backpack to swipe the pass, so you let me carry something... After swiping your face, you

Just go home empty-handed?"

"You are stronger and stronger than me, but I am not as good as you." Wang Zihao did not take back the shopping bag. The bus and subway were far away, and it was quite tiring to carry the bag, even though it was placed on the ground most of the time.

Ma Tengfei puffed up his chest and looked at himself from left to right, praising his good friend was very helpful.

He is indeed very strong. Even those who play basketball, even those who are more than 1.9 meters taller than him, as long as they are not professional basketball players, few can beat him.

My ex-girlfriend especially liked Ma Tengfei’s big and strong body, his sense of security, and his ability to pick her up and press her against the wall with one hand...

Anyway, there won’t be a situation where the girlfriend is bullied and the boyfriend runs away immediately.

Even if only two or three young people from society see people like Ma Tengfei, their evil thoughts will be temporarily withdrawn.

"By the way, let me ask you." While walking in Jinhu Mansion, Ma Tengfei thought of business again: "How about I move in with you to share a house? My parents always say at home, if I hadn't given them the royalties.

After seeing it, they thought the income was pretty good and they had to kick me out of the house."

Ma Tengfei's parents always believed that it was unreliable for their son to do this at a young age, wasting his youth and accomplishing nothing in the future.

"My place is so small, would you go over and sleep with me?" Wang Zihao asked.

"Your double bed is too small. I'll pay to change it to a larger one." Ma Tengfei's eyes lit up.

"Get lost!" Wang Zihao was afraid that if he was more reserved, Ma Tengfei would continue to climb up the pole.

"Housing in a shared house saves money on rent." Thinking about not finding a class recently and writing full-time and being regarded by his parents as not doing his job, Ma Tengfei wanted to escape from this home.

"I'll move back home in two months when I get the royalties. Do you still want to go out and spend that wasted money?" Walking to a building, Wang Zihao swiped his card and entered.

When it comes to manuscript fees, Ma Tengfei feels a little powerless: "Now my monthly income is over 10,000 yuan, and my parents are not satisfied. I also want to work hard, but I can't write it. Moreover, the more updates I have, the more I order them, which gives me a headache."<

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"Aren't you afraid that they will all be canceled and you won't be able to write a big chapter? It's a two-in-one chapter. One chapter has two thousand words. It's short and weak, and it makes me uncomfortable to read it." Wang Zihao said.

Ma Tengfei said angrily: "Do you think I can be as good as you? A thousand words of content can be extended to three or four thousand words. I feel great after reading it, but if I think about it carefully, the plot seems to have no progress. I haven't read it yet.

Similar."

Ma Tengfei wants to write high-quality articles. After finishing the book in the future, he can continue to subscribe.

"Ability is a skill. Some people talk nonsense for a few chapters, but the readers seem to enjoy it. Some people have several sub-plots in one chapter, but the readers find it uncomfortable. There are tens of thousands of words of foreshadowing, but the climax is wiped out with one punch? It feels like chasing a figure in the back.

The killer waited for several hours, but the killer turned around. At first glance, he looked uglier than himself." After waiting for the elevator for a while, Wang Zihao walked in.

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Ma Tengfei secretly marveled, this good friend is indeed talented, and the article he wrote is the former.

It's either lighthearted and funny, or passionate, climaxing, and unique in style.

"Hurry up!" Wang Zihao urged Ma Tengfei, who was grinding outside the elevator.

Ma Tengfei hurriedly followed and asked: "Haohao, I also want to change my career and write about fantasy themes. Do you have any experience you can share?"

"Brother Xindong will do." Wang Zihao has no experience and doesn't need it. He only needs Brother Xindong, although Brother Dong's opening chapter here is almost disappointing.

"Who is Brother Dong?" Ma Tengfei wondered.

"You don't need to know who it is." When the elevator reached the thirty-ninth floor, Wang Zihao took the shopping bag from Ma Tengfei and took both bags: "Let's chat with my parents later and say boldly that you are an Internet writer.

Say more good things about online articles, such as having a bright future, becoming a god with a million dollars, etc. The more the merrier."

"It's necessary." Ma Tengfei knew that Wang Zihao could earn tens of thousands a month from writing. When Lao Wang and Xu Yixin learned about their son's career in the future, they would definitely have concerns and hope that he would find a serious class.

After fully agreeing, Ma Tengfei reacted and immediately grabbed all the shopping bags from Wang Zihao's hand: "You took them back when they were already at the door, and you also grabbed the fruit gifts I brought. That's too much."
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Ma Tengfei's visit was something Wang Zihao had planned for a long time.

First, throw Ma Tengfei out to ask for directions, so that his parents can see that there is some money to be made in doing this.

In the future, if he tells his parents that he is also taking this path, it will not be so difficult for them to accept it.

Of course, if Wang Zihao earns hundreds of thousands a month from writing, then it doesn’t matter whether Ma Tengfei casts the stone or not.

The problem is that Wang Zihao is not sure whether "Shading the Sky" can earn hundreds of thousands a month here.

What if...it's impossible to achieve perfect attendance, as you can see from this week's recommendation data.

But it’s too early to be certain that it will be a high-quality product or be sold to tens of thousands of customers in the future.

Only with high-quality products can you have the opportunity to earn more than 10,000 yuan a month. If you order 10,000 yuan, it will be a few tens of thousands.

"Hello, uncle, hello aunt." After entering, Ma Tengfei politely greeted Wang Guangnian and Xu Yixin on the sofa in the living room.

"A Fei, you are getting stronger and stronger." Lao Wang exclaimed.

My son, a classmate, will get married and have a baby in the future, so he cannot sleep with the baby.

When Wang Zihao was a few months old, Lao Wang rolled over in his sleep in the middle of the night and almost pooped out his son.

Like Ma Tengfei, one pressure can kill one's life.

"Sit down, sit down, I'll cook for you." Xu Yixin also greeted Ma Tengfei warmly.

My son's good friend, the two used to have a close relationship, and spent the night at each other's houses several times.

The rice has been cooked a long time ago, it will be half an hour later.

At the dinner table, Wang Guangnian and Xu Yixin were very concerned about Ma Tengfei's situation, asking about everything, including his work and girlfriend.

"Internet writer?" When he learned about Ma Tengfei's profession, Wang Guangnian was confused. Do writers still distinguish between the Internet and reality?

Xu Yixin knows better: "There are also billionaires among Internet writers, come on Xiaofei!"
To be continued...