"Why can't it work?"

Ding Wei immediately made a decision: "Isn't this a cross-dressing?"

"You look at the current time travel novels. If we travel through time, we will naturally travel through time."

"In ancient times, from modern times, looking at the high technology all over the ground, and then looking at our poetry, songs, articles, etc. that are so poor that we have no achievements... what will happen again?"

Ding Wei was very interested: "I think this is worth writing. You can freely consider whether to write a short story to change your mind, or to continue writing a long story and develop it in detail."

Bu Ming thought something and soon became immersed in the plot he knitting again.

The distance between the two gradually widened, and then a girl suddenly walked over quickly.

"Ding Wei."

Zhou Xuemei came over and said, "You are just discussing what you are going to cross here, what are you going to cross here... Are you discussing a new novel?"

Ding Wei shook her head: "It's not mine, it's the squad leader who has a new idea, so she came to discuss it with me."

"Is it the song and dance you mentioned that everyone traveled to our classroom? I think it's very interesting."

She looked at Ding Wei, but she stopped talking.

Ding Wei was stunned for a moment, then said tentatively:

"Do you want to write a story? You can try it. You can post it online now and you can still get it."

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I was rejected several times at the beginning."

She looked at Zhou Xuemei and her eyes suddenly became soft.

In that dream, she suddenly remembered that she was in the same dormitory with Zhou Xuemei in her previous life, and the two made an appointment to go to work together every day.

However, in my dream, I only knew that Zhou Xuemei did not break up with her boyfriend after graduation, so I had no impression of it.

But now, she was separated after being persuaded by her friends.

This change is good or bad for Zhou Xuemei, but now she is not as hard as she makes money in a small business.

It is really difficult to travel around three venues a day and make money by working and working.

Eat one more bite of ice cream and feel guilty.

It doesn’t require money to write novels in the early stages. For the poor, having the opportunity to make money without spending money is the best way to maintain their lives.

As for what time cost, energy cost...

When you are so poor that you can't even pay a few hundred yuan, you can do whatever you want, but you can do it without paying it.

She could definitely give it a try.

"I know."

Zhou Xuemei smiled embarrassedly: "I logged into the link Chen Siyu before and registered as a reader on the website. Many books are well written."

"There are several people in our school who have registered as authors, some have received money, and some have not made any money."

"But Vivi..."

She blushed: "You have experience, can you tell me how to do a novel online? Should I just send an email to the website after I have finished writing it?"

Ding Wei smiled, her eyes full of encouragement.

"I can't remember the specific details. It seems that you have become an author in your personal information area. Click it. Then follow the remaining steps and continue. The rules and regulations are very clear."

She said: "But Xuemei, be confident. You are from our Chinese department. You are good at studying, do business, and write novels. How can you know if you don't try it?"

"I was indomitable at the beginning and it took several times to succeed."

Zhou Xuemei blushed a little:

"Aren't I afraid of being laughed at when I write it out?"

But with encouragement, her expression was obviously much more firm.

Ding Wei was overjoyed.

Not only for Zhou Xuemei to have a new direction of trial, but also for the development of the website.

The more good the website is, the more readers will attract.

Besides, even if there is no good author, ordinary authors can slowly improve and become good authors.

How come their university is such a Guangmao hatch basin, why doesn’t it attract more talents?

Let’s go back and ask Wang Qinghe if he wants to write a promotional article like “College student writers earn tens of thousands per month”.

Or some more things like "the air conditioner used to be repaired, but now the monthly income is tens of thousands"...

"But, what do you want to write?"

Zhou Xuemei's cheeks were red: "I haven't thought about it yet...I want to write about a matter of going to college after rebirth and working part-time to earn money..."

"But this can only be substituted into myself, and I feel so ashamed. Do you write the story of the song and dance you just said about traveling through the modern times? If you don't write it, can you let me write it?"

Ding Wei smiled: "I just said it casually and didn't plan to write it. Besides, many people also have this idea. You see, there was a TV series called "Love Traveling Through Time and Space", and Zhu Yunwen has reached the modern point!"

If you really write it and have good grades, you can still travel through time with Bu Ming’s man, which will definitely be very interesting.

But it is too early to say this now. Neither of them has any works yet, so let’s talk about it.

But the previous idea is really time to discuss it with Wang Qinghe.

Wang Qinghe was signing the contract angrily and frustratedly.

Editor Su is really an old editor, and his efficiency is very fast.

As soon as Wang Qinghe let out, he immediately contacted the TV station and production team members there.

There is no way. There are too many pirated copies now. Even if they don’t use his story, they just put a shell on their own and they can’t stop them here. It’s better to settle it as soon as possible.

In order to ensure efficiency and reputation, the money is not high, but the words are spoken with high sound.

"Our Mr. Wang said that the company's philosophy is to enrich everyone's spiritual life and to increase everyone's interest in reading at a higher level."

"Turn your works into animation works to attract a new generation of children and to become their beautiful childhood memories - this kind of thing, as a part of society and as a person who also grew up from childhood, is unavoidable."

This kind of cliché is said... Wang Qinghe listened to it, and couldn't help but look at Editor Su.

Why do you think the other party is a bit in a position to be an editor?

But thinking about the copyright of publishing signed out from him... there is no shortage of efficiency and price...

Well, your ability is also very well reflected.

only……

When it comes to children's literature, I see my hard work and searching countless professional materials to obtain works, and finally become children's literature.

The discomfort in his heart could not be removed. After writing, he wished he could even cut the paper.

Editor Su was still smiling, looking moved.

"Oh, Mr. Wang still has a childlike heart, but he is so excited. When he thinks that his future children can also see his father's works, it's really..."

Speaking of the emotional part, the other party even wiped tears as if they were decent, and his eyes were red.

The director and program team were also very touched!

The director with a bald head even sighed:

"Oh, these days, if every entrepreneur is as noble as Mr. Wang, he would be concerned about society..."

They even solemnly promised: "Don't worry, we will do our best to make fine products!"

After signing a series of documents, everyone enthusiastically sent the other party out of the elevator. This time, everything went smoothly.

Editor Su was standing there, happily thinking about the bonuses he could get this month.

When he looked up, he saw Wang Qinghe looking at him with complicated eyes, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

"What's wrong with Mr. Wang? Didn't we negotiated the price from the beginning?"

Or does the boss want to give himself a commission?

No, Mr. Wang is not that kind of person.

Wang Qinghe sighed:

"Editor Su, you quit."

Editor Su:〣(oΔo)〣

!!!

He can talk about two more books this month!

This all adds up to 10,000 or 20,000 yuan per month. I have only earned a few months, so I don’t plan to make it to myself?

I saw Wang Qinghe looking at him sincerely and reaching out to hold his palm.

"Editor Su, I think with your ability, I have been able to make a name for myself in your magazine. The kind of work that has been the same day after day has no development prospects at all!"

"You quit your job and come to us. I will pay you five insurances and one fund. We will take root in this company completely."
To be continued...