The topic did not last very long, but the aftertaste that remained was undoubtedly extremely long.

Everyone in the group fell into silence. Everyone's thoughts were somewhat strange. Countless thoughts were swirling in everyone's minds and have not disappeared for a long time...

"What I care about is..."

Yang Lazi cautiously replied in the group: "At what price did Mr. Tiao sign the contract for Maojiu Da Da?"

Since she was a newcomer, what Yang Lazi signed was only a share of the money, and the guarantee was something she longed for.

In addition, the guaranteed bosses in the group are basically divers and rarely show up. Even if they do show up, they are usually very secretive about their prices.

"If you consider that he was already like this in his previous book..."

August Qiu replied: "The guaranteed price of this book should be lower than the previous one, right?"

"Or ten yuan per thousand words?"

"Ten yuan for a thousand words is really too little!" the giant panda replied.

In his opinion, either he doesn't have it, or he has to start at at least thirty yuan per thousand words. Otherwise, he might as well treat writing a book as a hobby, and maybe he can be more passionate about it.

Ten yuan for a thousand words. If you update three thousand words a day, it only costs about a thousand yuan a month. For many people, it may be better than nothing... or even not enough to spend money on cigarettes for coding.

Zhuo Jiu had a strange look on his face. He didn't know if Fries would vomit blood after hearing what these people in the group said...

Perhaps, this can be regarded as the price he pays for his aloofness.

Although Zhuo Jiu didn't know what Fries was like in the group, just because he hadn't appeared for so long, he could almost tell that Fries was a relatively aloof person.

——Although when he communicates with himself, he seems to be licking himself.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Jiu couldn't help but feel a little lucky. If the French fries had a closer connection with the people in the group, the things that happened before might not have happened.

"Let's break up!"

At this time, the weird guy reappeared and sorted out the situation, "There must be something wrong with this turbid wine, so that's why he didn't show up."

"But please feel free to calm down. After all, he may be no different from the rest of us who rush to the street."

"It's just that Mr. Tiao signed him. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing. I just hope that he won't follow the same path as the editor of Zongheng and become destitute."

The weirdo's words were full of worry.

But in the end, he added, "For us now, no matter how much we say, it's useless. After all, we don't know now whether this zojiu is the master zojiu."

"Yes..." everyone replied one after another.

Seeing this, Zhuo Jiu's expression suddenly froze, "It seems that these French fries are quite popular among the group?"

"Come on!"

He Yiba appeared again for some reason, "Can the French fries be stretched a little longer? Maybe they have already started breaking the cans! You don't know, last week the Chicheng editorial department held a meeting, and the French fries were criticized by name.

It’s over!”

Everyone suddenly became excited.

"As expected of the first sister, she actually broke into Chicheng without making a sound! How else would you know that the French fries were criticized?"

Xinwulingxi replied excitedly: "Your true identity is not a member of Chicheng's editorial department, right?"

"Of course I have my own methods, but the French fries are just criticized!"

He Yiba seemed a little panicked, but replied quickly.

Zhuo Jiu frowned. This so-called first sister is a bit mysterious... I always feel that she is a little different from ordinary writers?

But just like before, no one in this group seemed to have the awareness to get to the bottom of it, so this topic was quickly skipped and moved on to the next topic.

"Speaking of which, Yijie, how long will it take for you to publish a new book? Da Zhuang's new book is almost 100,000 words long. I remember that you finished it earlier than him, right?" Someone in the group suddenly asked.

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"Go ask for the fries!" The first sister's tone was full of resentment.

"I don't understand. The three hundred words I wrote at the beginning are simply invincible. Why can't I successfully impress him?"

"Why don't you post it so that everyone can refer to it, or take a look at Sister Yi's masterpiece in advance?" Ye Zhi teased.

"Forget it, I'll change it again, and you will know it when it is released later."

The topic ended and the whole group fell into silence again.

Zhuo Jiu let out a long sigh. At this time, he just hoped that Fries wouldn't see what he was talking about in the group chat today, so that his affairs wouldn't have any more twists and turns.

However, the good news is that based on the information given in today's group chat... In fact, the connection between French fries and the gangsters in the group is not very close.

In fact, he may even be... more inexperienced than some of the senior writers in the group?

Otherwise, as an online article editor, how could he not know about Zhuo Jiu's past and present life, and then give such a guarantee without any clue?

Zhuo Jiu's high-hanging heart felt a little relieved.

However, another problem was placed in front of him - the few people in the group who had just left a deep impression on him.

Especially the protagonist who everyone shouts "big, strong and awesome"... is definitely a strong challenger to his future status.

Zhuo Jiu's face was full of seriousness.

——Everyone's calls that seemed to be flooding the screen could not make him appear successfully. It can be seen that this person must be a very determined person. On this point alone, Zhuo Jiu had to accept it.

This also forced him to start paying attention.

So the question is: Who is Da Zhuang?

Previously, everyone was just mindlessly shouting slogans in the group, but did not clarify who Da Zhuang was... and the only clue was what a person in the group said earlier: "Dazhuang's new book is almost 100,000 words long."

After thinking about it, Zhuo Jiu opened the group chat member list: there were hundreds of people in the group chat, which instantly dazzled Zhuo Jiu.

As a lone wolf, this was the first time he realized clearly that an editor could have so many writers.

Even if a few hundred people are brought out to fight in a group, they are still quite a force.

"With so many people, how are we going to find Da Zhuang?"

Zhuo Jiu couldn't help but fell into deep thought, "That's right!"

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he entered @ in the group chat box.

Countless names jumped out instantly, arranged there without logic.

Then, Zhuo Jiu carefully entered the word Zhuang after the @.

An avatar similar to a fairy cartoon character appeared in front of Zhuo Jiu, with the ID on the back: "Heaven Ferryman" Wan Hongzhuang.

"This should be what they call Da Zhuang, right?" Zhuo Jiu nodded secretly, and then opened the Chicheng app on another mobile phone.

Why use another phone?

Because this Nuojiya can open QQ on the mobile phone, which is already a miracle.

"Wan...hong...zhuang..." Zhuo Jiu carefully entered Da Zhuang's name into the Chicheng app while still muttering, "What the hell is this name? I've never seen a pen name written by a great person."

So commonplace!”

"Could it be that he directly used his real name as his pen name?"

Immediately, he pressed the search key on the page.

A column of search results instantly appeared in front of Zhuo Jiu. Some of the latter ones had nothing to do with Wan Hongzhuang. Only the first two books had Wan Hongzhuang written in the author column.

"Two books?"

Zhuo Jiu Bu Jing was secretly shocked, "The first one has 3 million words, and the second one has over 100,000 words. It should be the one they just said was serialized."

"That is to say... Wan Hongzhuang's first book should have become a god, otherwise it would be impossible to gain so many fans."

Zhuo Jiu couldn't help but feel frightened when he thought of the big and powerful figure he saw in the group first.

And he also knows the importance of knowing oneself and the enemy, and being able to fight without danger.

Now that I have joined this group, I will inevitably interact with some authors in the group in the future.

Then, it is urgent to understand some of the great masters in the group!

And this Wan Hongzhuang will most likely be the most important opponent he will face after joining the group.

——That is, the old enemy!

Thinking of this, Zhuo Jiu's middle soul couldn't help but burst into flames...

"My first book forced a famous writer to give in. How can I still be afraid of you, an ordinary writer?"

"You... are destined to dominate and become a stepping stone for me, Zhuo Jiu, to reach the top again!"

After thinking about it, Zhuo Jiu took the initiative to click on the first book in the search bar - the 3 million word book "Dayu Dust".

"???"

Zhuo Jiu's face showed endless confusion: he was not sure whether his definition of a great god was too harsh, or whether his friends' definition of a great god was too broad...

Even though I wrote more than 3 million words, the total number of clicks on that book was only 120,000, and the recommendations were even less... When did the threshold for great masters become so low?

Or is this the level of everyone in this group?

Zhuo Jiu felt that his three views were challenged by his eyes.

Or is this the level of galloping? It shouldn’t be!

Zhuo Jiu quickly found some books on the ranking list, not to mention the data of some books on the monthly ticket list...even the data of some new books on the new book list will not necessarily be worse than this "Dayu Dust" in the future.

You know, those books are only a few hundred thousand words long, and some have just begun to be serialized.

"Is there a deviation in my understanding?" Zhuo Jiu couldn't help but start to doubt himself, "Or... those writers in the French fries group... are really not good at it?"

Zhuo Jiu thought about it and it seemed that this was the only possibility.

"Or... his new book is better?" Zhuo Jiu clicked on "The Ferryman" without giving up.

"Writing for 15 days, the click data is... 29418!"

Zhuo Jiu's eyes were startled, "Compared with the previous book "Dayus Motes", the data in this book is really a qualitative leap forward!"

However, Zhuo Jiu still didn't think this book was that great. In his opinion, it could only be called pretty good at best.

You know, the first new book he released on the Dingmin Chinese website at that time received tens of thousands of clicks every day.

This book...is really not as amazing as I imagined.

For a moment, Zhuo Jiu felt extremely confused... Everything seemed completely different from what he knew.
Chapter completed!