Sitting in front of the computer, Chen Wei's fingers were clattering and jumping fast.

Fortunately, the computer's performance is pretty good. If the performance is not good, it will probably not keep up with Chen Wei's typing speed.

All of them have been written here, and the documents over there are still counting in the middle...

On the other hand, Su Mengdie is in a good mood now because she has been punished by Chen Wei and exposed that he is Nanshannan's disguise.

When I returned to the room, I was lying on the bed, and I was already conceiving the plot of a new story.

He stretched his hands to his legs...thinking about it, his blood was still gushing.

The message ringtone suddenly rang.

Look at the notes, it is the editor, the inappropriate one.

This person always urged Su Mengdie to write a manuscript at the beginning, but later he became Buddhist and basically didn't take the initiative to contact her.

So Su Mengdie was very surprised. It was already this time, so why did she send herself a message?

It is definitely impossible to guess. Su Mengdie unlocks the phone and clicks on the information.

It’s not OK to lock it, there are too many materials inside that cannot be seen. Once you see the light, you will die.

Editor: Have you opened a small trumpet?

Dream: Small trumpet? What small trumpet?

Edit: Isn't this you?

Screenshots loaded.

Su Mengdie was not in a hurry to reply to the editor, opened the website and searched for the word "Die".

Good guy, I looked at it and it was exactly the same as myself in terms of writing. It is not an exaggeration to say that I am completely copied.

But the plot is completely different. If you insist on saying the same thing, there are also stories about siblings.

However, in this story, my younger brother controls the initiative and has a strong desire to control.

My sister looks a bit like a... a pet? And she is the kind of fangs that have been worn off.

This plot is really exciting for Su Mengdie.

After being unaware of it, I realized that it was already half an hour later.

If Su Mengdie remembers correctly, it should have only been more than twenty chapters just now.

"Why haven't you finished reading it for so long?" As a result, the catalog was refreshed and found that it was very good, and there were more than 100 pictures.

"This...human typing machine?" Hearing the continuous sound of the message, Su Mengdie hurriedly switched the screen back to the chat page.

Editor: What to say?

Editor: The account of You Meng has already gained a lot of popularity, why change to another butterfly?

The editor knows Su Mengdie’s real name. After all, she is responsible for signing the contract, contract sorting and other related steps.

To be honest, when the editor saw the photo of Su Mengdie’s ID card for the first time, he was also shocked.

Before this, I never expected that such lustful content would come from this... It is no exaggeration to say that it is a goddess-level character.

Su Mengdie: This is not my number.

Editor: Not yours? How is it possible? From the writing style, description method... I can be 100% sure that it was written by you.

After being an editor for so many years, she still has this vision.

If you insist on saying something abnormal is not the case, it is actually not without it. The protagonists written by Su Mengdie in the past were very gentle.

This time, there is more wolf sex.

Su Mengdie: It’s not what I wrote, but I know who it is.

Editor: Who?

Su Mengdie: My younger brother.

Editor: Your brother!

"Cough cough cough!" Behind the computer screen, looking at the message from Su Mengdie, the editor was almost choked to death. He quickly picked up the happy fat house water at the table, gurgled and swallowed the fried chicken.

"Why is this plot richer than a novel?" The editor once suspected that Su Mengdie was teasing herself sincerely.

Don’t you dare to write novels like this?

My sister wrote it, and my younger brother actually wrote it too.

If this is a general novel, the editor will not say anything. The key is that this thing is...it is not serious!

The editor was still thinking about how to reply to Su Mengdie. The words he had typed were deleted after typing, and he always felt that it was inappropriate.

Edit: I don't know what to say.

Su Mengdie: A confusing expression.

Editor: Your circle is really messy.

"..." Su Mengdie probably understood.

Su Mengdie: It’s not what you think. He probably wrote it just with a prank mind.

Editor: Psychologically?

Su Mengdie: The explanation of the matter here is quite complicated. Just think that he is a child who has not grown up.

Editor: If you don’t talk about that, your brother is quite talented in this regard. Please ask me if you have any ideas for signing a contract website?

Su Mengdie: If you want to get a certificate, just say it.

Editor: Make money without burying it, hehehe.

Su Mengdie: I'll ask you.

Edit: Momo.

Turn off the chat interface and Su Mengdie returns to the novel reading.

The more I read it, the more I feel that this character is clearly just copying it with myself, and it feels so strong.

If it weren't for knowing the facts, Su Mengdie would have thought that Chen Wei was deliberately trying to guide himself on the road of no return.

At the same time, the editor was not idle either and quickly sent Chen Wei a signing station shortcut.

This is the benefit of insisting on going to work after six o'clock. Others are sleeping, while she is addicted to talent exploration and cultivation.

After calculating about 300,000 words, Chen Wei stopped and stopped the car.

If this continues, others will be ruined, and the keyboard will probably be scrapped sooner or later.

After uploading the last chapter manuscript, Chen Wei noticed that he had received a short reminder from the website.

"There is still an editor to work so late?" He was a little surprised.

The editor's name is Pumpkin, which is nothing more than those templates that meet the signing standards. If you are interested in signing a contract with the platform, you can add an account to contact us.

Why don’t you make money?

Behind the computer screen.

Hearing a sound of sound.

The editor quickly put down the instant noodles bucket, his eyes full of anticipation.

Pray to God not to let your expectations be broken.

"Remarks, butterfly...so good!" The editor was excited,

He just took a look at the data. The book written by Chen Wei, about the secrets I discovered about the writer's sister, has reached the top of today's list, which is extremely terrifying.

Once this kind of work is signed, it will be a must-have. Getting a commission is slim, which is no different from picking up money.

At least in the editor's opinion, this is the case.

Pumpkin: Hello, I just read your work and it is very well written. Do you have any ideas for signing up for our website?

Butterfly: Yes, send me the contract.

Pumpkin: OK, big guy!

The editor really didn't expect that Chen Wei would speak so generously.

She likes to deal with such generous people.

After quickly sorting out the contract for Chen Wei, he sent it over and waited for Chen Wei to fill in all the information.

Pick up the foam noodle bowl, "It's okay, it's not cold."

Follow the boxes one by one and fill in the information.

Soon, the editor received the file transferred by Chen Wei.

Download, then open the file, put your mouth to the instant noodles bowl, but your eyes were glancing to the computer.

Food and work cannot be disappointed.

"Name Chen Wei, Chen Wei? Isn't this the name of that big singer?" At one moment, the editor actually had a naive idea. Could that big star be too idle to write a little yellow article?
Chapter completed!