After finally talking to his mother Xu Yixin about his ex-girlfriend, Wang Zihao was finally pardoned and allowed to leave.

After using the bathroom, he immediately entered the study room.

Filial piety must be fulfilled, and making money must not be left behind.

If "Shading the Sky" fails, then start all over again.

This time, Wang Zihao plans to choose a book that is more suitable for newcomers to start.

On Peach Blossom Island, he had already talked with Ma Tengfei about some online writing genres.

At the beginning, the whole family was killed, or the wife and daughter were humiliated... She was already dead on the street, and newcomers couldn't touch her.

There are many useless people or geniuses at the beginning, but there is nothing that makes people complain. If it is well written, it will sell well.

An hour and a half later, Wang Zihao stopped writing and looked at the time. It was not yet half past eleven.

"A Fei, are you coding or are you asleep?" Wang Zihao sent a message to Ma Tengfei.

"How can I go to bed so early when coding? There are still two thousand words left to complete." Ma Tengfei asked: "Have you finished coding the first chapter of the new book?"

Wang Zihao looked at the number of words he copied in an hour and a half: 10,452.

"I've written three chapters, and I'll send them to you first." After replying to Brother Tie, Wang Zihao sent the document.

Three chapters?

Ma Tengfei, who clicked to receive the document, was a little surprised when he saw the message from his best friend.

It was three hours ago that he and Wang Zihao went home separately.

If my bestie spends three hours coding, three chapters for three hours, and an average of two thousand words per chapter, that’s six thousand words.

It’s scary how fast a newcomer can code.

Even Ma Tengfei himself, who has been in the industry for four years, often cannot reach the speed of 2,000 per hour.

"Okay, let me take a look first." After receiving the document and replying to Wang Zihao, Ma Tengfei opened it.

When the document was opened and he looked at the word count below, he was a little dumbfounded.

Instead of six thousand words, it is 10,452 words.

If the speed exceeds 3,000 per hour, is this still a newcomer?

No wonder, my best friend said before that he is a tentacle monster player.

If this was not the beginning of a new book and required careful craftsmanship, Brother Tie wouldn’t be able to reach the legendary five or six thousand per hour, would he?

There are such people in the Internet literary world, but Ma Tengfei has only heard of them, does not know them, and has not witnessed them with his own eyes. He sometimes doubts their authenticity.

Ma Tengfei was astonished that he was born with coding skills and could make a living by writing useless manuscripts.

Later, he began to review manuscripts for Wang Zihao.

During this trial, his face became more and more solemn.

Before I knew it, I had finished reading three chapters.

After discovering that there was no follow-up, Ma Tengfei was shocked.

What the hell, was this written by a newcomer?

Or was it written in three hours?

"Haohao." Ma Tengfei quickly sent a message to his best friend.

Wang Zihao is preparing for internal submission and editing the document and email content according to the format requirements.

"Have you finished reading?" Wang Zihao replied to the message.

"Steady, steady!" Ma Tengfei felt that typing was troublesome, so he made a voice call, his voice excited: "Haohao, these three chapters of yours have 10,000 words... In the future, if you sign a contract and put it on the shelves, you will definitely create another genre - the annulment flow."<

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"Beginning of engagement?"

Wang Zihao hasn't read Brother Tie's book yet, so he doesn't know his writing level, but just based on his judgment, he knows that he has a sharp vision and deserves to have been in the Internet literary circle for four years.

"Yes, I think you don't need to sign in, just publish it directly, no problem." Ma Tengfei has read countless online articles on various topics.

However, there are only a handful of people who can suppress hatred first and then increase it to the level of Wang Zihao.

"I consulted on the writer forum. If I publish it directly, I have to wait for 30,000 words before cross-review by editors. A small number of editors review it in advance. If it is submitted internally, how long will it take for the results to be released?" Wang Zihao asked.

Ma Tengfei hesitated and said: "It's hard to say. Some editors can give you the results the next day. If you submit in the morning, they can even give you the results in the afternoon. Some editors only give you a reply in two or three days. Well, I don't want to sign it after the review, and then I don't give it.

Editing of results is also available."

"A Fei, help me find a more reliable editor. I'll make the internal submission first. Now I'd rather stay with Liu... I'd rather lie down than write tens of thousands of words in vain and fail to sign the contract in the end." Wang Zihao said.<

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Not long after he said these words, Wang Zihao's words came true.

After Ma Tengfei introduced his editor in charge to him, and he had just sent the manuscript and had not yet closed the email page, Liu Qianqian sent him a message: "Have you returned to Jinhu Mansion tonight? Are you free tomorrow?"<

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After seeing Liu Qianqian's message, Wang Zihao did not reply and pretended that he had not seen it.

As long as he ignores her, she won't withdraw. At least tonight he can sit back and relax and have a good sleep.

But unexpectedly, within a minute, Liu Qianqian called.

Wang Zihao was a little angry. After the ringing sounded for more than ten seconds, he answered the phone: "I'm sleeping, what should I call?"

"I just came back from the recording studio, and the car was parked on Lianhu 2nd Road." Liu Qianqian said aggrievedly.

Wang Zihao was surprised. Lianhu 2nd Road intersects with Huanhu Road and is a road to the west of Jinhu Mansion.

The Wang family is located in Building 1 of Jinhu Mansion, next to Lianhu 2nd Road.

There are many tricks in the city, and Wang Zihao was tricked by Liu Qianqian into revealing the detailed address of his home - Building 3902, Phase 1, Jinhu Mansion.

On Lianhu 2nd Road, you can pinpoint the location of Wang Zihao's house without counting the floors too carefully.

There are forty-three floors in the whole building. Counting from bottom to top may be a bit difficult and counting will be confusing.

But counting from top to bottom, it is easy to find.

Sure enough, before Wang Zihao could speak, Liu Qianqian said again: "I counted several times to determine the location of your house. The residents on the upper and lower floors are all dark, but your house is still lit. What is the layout of your building?

I searched the picture, and the room with the light on is not the master bedroom, but the second bedroom. You must be sleeping in the second bedroom, and the second bedroom is either a sleeping room or a study room. The light in the second bedroom is still on so late at night, except for young people

You will not be your parents."

If Wang Zihao hadn't been killed just now, Wang Zihao would have been very touched by Liu Qianqian's behavior, but now he was a little angry: "It's late at night, and you are busy counting floors. What's wrong!"

"Don't be angry. I often lie. If I'm exposed, I'll just laugh and let it go." Liu Qianqian didn't get angry after being scolded for something wrong, but instead coaxed Wang Zihao to come.

This is the feeling. Growing up, her family always pampered her and her contemporaries took good care of her. It was rare for her to have a boy younger than herself who allowed her to unlock her sister's skills. She enjoyed it very much.

"I'm not lying. I've already gone to bed. I just forgot to turn off the light in the study. I'll get up and go over to turn it off." Wang Zihao refused to admit that he had lied.

"I saw someone at the study window holding a mobile phone and wearing a blue T-shirt. He looked like you." Liu Qianqian said.

Beside the window, Wang Zihao's face turned red, but before he spoke, Liu Qianqian said again: "Are you looking for the Red Princess? It's very eye-catching. My car is the only one parked on the road of Lianhu Er."

"You brought a telescope?" Wang Zihao blushed and had a thick neck. He saw the red princess, but the floor was too high and it was night, so he couldn't see the people in the car clearly.

"I got it from my parents' house yesterday. I bought it a long time ago. It's high-definition and military-grade. I can even see you blushing." Liu Qianqian said proudly.

Wang Zihao wants to flip the table, voyeur!

More than ten miles away.

In a certain villa.

"Hey, where is my telescope? Why can't I find it? Wife, have you seen my telescope?" A middle-aged man came in from the balcony on the second floor and rummaged through the cabinets in the living room.

Lianhu 2nd Road.

Wang Zihao stood next to the red sports car with a look of helplessness on his face: "It's too late, you should go back early."

"The production of "A Diao" has been completed, but I have to go to the recording studio tomorrow to be busy. Can you go with me?" Liu Qianqian looked tired, but her eyes were bright.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Zihao asked.

"Didn't I recruit a popular agent in the industry to start a company with me? She didn't come empty-handed and brought a newbie with good qualifications." Liu Qianqian looked excited, and while she was still busy in the recording studio,

Zhang Ruolan called her and said that she would recruit a new person with good potential to join her.

This newcomer is not Jingshu, but another girl named Bai Ya.

Liu Qianqian did not refuse.

She is not keen on various commercial performances. If Zhang Ruolan only takes her, she may starve to death.

"Are you going to sing one of the songs to that newcomer? Are you going to produce this song tomorrow?" Wang Zihao guessed Liu Qianqian's intention at once.

As expected of the man I like, he is smart. Liu Qianqian nodded and asked: "Is it okay?"

"The contract we signed in a hurry was handwritten, too rough, and full of loopholes. It seems that you were not allowed to transfer the copyright." Wang Zihao fell into thinking.
To be continued...