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1. A disciple of the outer sect of the Tang Sect secretly learned the inner sect skills and was chased by the elder of the Tang Sect, and eventually fell into a ghost and saw the sorrow...

2. After being reborn, Tang San came to Douluo Continent. The one who possesses martial soul cultivation soul power on Douluo Continent is called the soul master...

3. Tang San, who has awakened his martial soul, possesses innate full soul power, as well as the double holy martial soul blue silver grass and Haotian Hammer...

4,...

Tang Xiang was typing on the keyboard quickly to write down the detailed outline of the first three chapters of "Douluo". He planned to publish these three chapters, and then call for papers to expand this outline, and screen people with good writing skills to hire as his long-term writers.

Although the threshold for online literature is low, it is extremely difficult to write well, so it must be strictly controlled.

"Brother Liang, I've finished it. Let's go to your Ziqiang Club to register." Tang Xiang sorted out the detailed outline and submission requirements, and said to Wei Kunliang, who was lying in the shop to read novels.

Wei Kunliang is one of Tang Xiang’s three roommates. He is the propaganda minister of the school’s Ziqiang Society. He has any part-time jobs on campus or nearby businesses, and also the college student entrepreneurship projects are all responsible for Ziqiang Society. Therefore, Tang Xiang wants to publish writer recruitment information through Ziqiang Society.

Ziqiang Society sounds like an interest club, but is actually an on-campus service organization similar to the student union.

"Okay." Wei Kunliang and the book went over and stepped on the chair and got out of the bed, making it useless.

"By the way, what part-time activity do you want to post? Is your medicinal food shop looking to recruit waiters?" Wei Kunliang asked while tying his shoelaces.

Tang Xiang shook his head: "There is no shortage of waiters in the medicinal restaurant now. I want to recruit online novel writers."

"Online writer?" Wei Kunliang asked: "I must ask you carefully. If you want to post a job, you must prepare funds. How much have you prepared in total?"

Tang Xiang packed his schoolbag and said, "160,000."

Wei Kunliang thought he had heard it wrong: "How many?"

Tang Xiang said lightly again: "160,000."

"What?" Wei Kunliang was stunned at the time. After a while, he realized: "Tang Xiang, oh no, my boss Tang."

"You just returned to school on holiday, and you're going to make a big news!" he said in amazement.

......

Tailian Polytechnic Institute Office.

"Senior brother, we don't have any good drinks, so just drink some tea." Ji Han, the female president of Ziqiang Club, personally brewed a cup of tea and served it in front of Tang Xiang.

Then Ji Han sat down opposite Tang Xiang, and she found that her heart was beating a little faster. The boy sitting opposite made her feel a little nervous. It was not impossible for college students to start a business, but she had never seen such a creation before.

Tang Xiang picked up the teacup and sucked it lightly and put it down. When he first entered the door just now, the president and senior sister ignored it, but when he took out the supporting documents and presented the proof certificate of 160,000 yuan, Ji Han's attitude made a big turn in a whirlpool manner.

I'm not afraid of turning too hard, so I twist my waist to the point.

"Senior Brother Tang Xiang, I want to confirm again on behalf of Ziqiang Society. Is this 160,000 yuan really used as the funds for you to recruit writers?" Ji Han asked, pointing to the proof materials at hand.

Tang Xiang gently put down the teacup and smiled helplessly: "Senior Sister Ji, this is the fifth time you have asked this question."

"This passbook contains my name, so of course the money on it is mine. You treat it as pocket money given to me by your family. I am reluctant to spend it, so I took it out and started a business casually." Tang Xiang said nonsense.

He was really annoyed by the question.

"Enter a business at will?" Ji Han swallowed and calmed down his mind. Now the rich freshmen in the school are so awesome? Is 160,000 yuan arbitrarily recruiting online writers?

Ji Han thought to herself: What future can online literature have? It’s a waste of resources! These rich second generations are really doing whatever they want, so it’s better to give her 160,000 yuan.

But who makes people rich? It is estimated that even if all 160,000 yuan is wasted, it will be a drop in the bucket for such a family.

It’s not surprising that she had this idea. At that time, it was not the golden age of online literature, so it was not favored by many people.

Ji Han knew that his frequent inquiries were a bit rude, so he smiled embarrassedly: "Okay, I understand the situation, but if a classmate reported that your royalties were not in place, we will immediately revoke all relevant information releases in the whole school."

Tang Xiang said disrespectfully: "That's natural, I understand."

Then Ji Han took out a registration form: "Senior Brother Tang Xiang, please fill in your personal information and information description on the form. Please be sure to fill in your mobile phone number and QQ number." Ji Han emphasized.

Tang Xiang quickly filled out the form.

After taking back the form, Ji Han smiled and stood up, reminding him: "Wei Kunliang, you are the propaganda minister of the society and are roommates with Tang Xiang's junior. I will leave the copywriting and publicity for this matter to you."

Tang Xiang smiled: "I'm really troubled Senior Sister Ji."

"Why are you polite?" Ji Han waved his hand.

Then she warmly instructed: "I'll send you out, junior brother Tang Xiang, don't be afraid of trouble if you have any problems, be sure to contact me on your own initiative."

After sending Tang Xiang and Wei Kunliang away, Ji Han quickly returned to the office and saved Tang Xiang's registered phone number and QQ number in the address book.

This is a rich man who comes to her door. Of course, she can't miss all the opportunities to get along with her. She is the president of this voluntary labor company. Isn't it just to develop relationships and accumulate connections?

After returning to the dormitory, Wei Kunliang started writing copywriting. About half an hour later, he called Tang Xiang over: "Boss Tang, how are you writing about the copywriting?"

Tang Xiang hurriedly came over and took a look, and the title was very eye-catching:

"The strongest part-time job on campus in the history of Tailian University of Technology is released!"

"Wow!" Tang Xiang smiled after seeing the title: The title is a bit too big. The strongest part-time job in school in history, can this reward be considered the strongest in history?"

"This is the reward?" Wei Kunliang said in surprise: "You are really my boss Tang. A thousand words are 20 yuan. Just 1,000 words a day can be enough for living expenses. Part-time jobs such as cleaning dishes, waiters, and cleaners are weaker than you!"

"I guess once the news is officially released, your email will be thrown into the school's students." Wei Kunliang said affirmatively.

Tang Xiang's thinking often stays before rebirth, and is not sensitive to the current prices and consumption levels for the time being. Putting a thousand-word and twenty yuan in the future is not high, but it is definitely considered a high reward now.

Tang Xiang thought for a while and nodded in agreement, then continued to look down.

"The specific submission requirements and information will be published in the group later in the form of a document. Please check carefully and submit the articles strictly in accordance with the requirements.

All students who love online literature are invited to actively participate. The authors who have successfully passed the manuscript will sign a contract directly and pay the manuscript fee at a price of 20 yuan per thousand words. The manuscript fee will be settled daily, and the reputation is guaranteed. Everyone is welcome to contribute actively.

The request is an electronic manuscript. You are welcome to send the submission to the email address tangxiang163@, or call our school’s student Tang Xiang’s phone number 13100866 for consultation.

The total quota is twenty people, and the 200,000 yuan creation fund is waiting for you to divide it up!』

Tang Xiang asked: "Why did you write more than 40,000?"

Wei Kunliang smiled and said, "This is called rounding, do you understand?"

Tang Xiang asked, "Okay, then why don't you just write 200,000 Chinese characters? Why do you do if you make so many zeros?"

Wei Kunliang replied: "This is called shock, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand." Tang Xiang said: "The surface skills are still quite fancy."

When Tang Xiang looked down, there were only two lines of words left. This kind of copywriting must be concise, and most of the redundant words will make people unable to grasp the key points.

『In other words, just write 4,000 words every day and your monthly income can easily reach 2,400 yuan. Why don’t you join it quickly?

This part-time job has been reviewed by the school's self-reliance club, please feel free to participate."

"How about it, my copywriting skills are still good, right?" Wei Kunliang said proudly.

Tang Xiang deeply agreed and gave a thumbs up. The copywriting was indeed very attractive and inflammatory. The most important thing was that it also made reasonable exaggeration in it, which was more eye-catching.

"You can read it again last time, what needs to be changed?" Wei Kunliang reminded.

After looking at it again, Tang Xiang thought for a while and said, "I feel that some parts of the text are a little cold and not friendly enough. I add three words to the last sentence of the text: Momoda."

"Touch it big?" Wei Kunliang was shocked.

Then he said with a smirk, "I found that you are so slutty, you are so slutty. You even want to carry your private goods when you post a part-time advertisement. Are you so impatient when you just went to college?"

Tang Xiang: What the hell are you talking about?

But soon he understood why Wei Kunliang misunderstood his meaning, because the three words "Muma" were Internet terms that were born after 2010, and Wei Kunliang certainly didn't know what they mean.

"Go and go, go up." Tang Xiang pulled him aside helplessly, then took the keyboard and typed these three words on himself.

After Wei Kunliang saw the words displayed on the screen, he said in surprise: "So this is what it is."

"Hey~ don't say it, my boss Tang, the three words you made are quite spiritual?" Wei Kunliang said in surprise.

While saying that, he stretched out his sinful hands to Tang Xiang: "Come on, rich man, let me touch it."
Chapter completed!