"The conditions are insufficient, and the new system cannot be opened." The academic master system refused to disclose.

Wang Anping no longer has too much trouble.

Becoming a top student is not Wang Anping’s original intention. It is the bottom line to seize the time of rebirth to make money.

Wang Anping opened his eyes, opened Qidian.com, and checked the comment section of the book page.

"I'm sure this book will become popular. I'm looking forward to how the protagonist will restore his martial arts talent in the future."

"Thirty years, Hedong and thirty years, Hexi, don't bully the young man poor! OK! That's great!"

"The passion is surging, please update, please update,..."

"The feeling of expectation is too strong. This book is determined. I am looking forward to the protagonist's previous shame three years later, the author maintains his current level, and the book is a god."

"Highly praise, all the recommendation votes are given, all the orders are supported on the shelves."

"Sign up and sign the contract! Otherwise, you won't be able to reward you."

“…”

The comment section was filled with a large number of cheers, which was something that Wang Anping had never encountered before writing books.

Chengre strikes iron, Wang Anping opens word and starts to write.

The protagonist of the whole novel, "Fighting Breaks the Sky", has a passionate path of cultivation, from the Douzhe to the Douzun, and then to the Douzun, and the passionate path of cultivation.

When Wang Anping entered the writing state again, he felt very different. His words became concise, and he could accurately integrate the plot and scenes he thought into, and to express the protagonist's unyielding and self-improvement emotion.

....

Time passes by bit by bit.

The number of words on word continues to increase.

Wang Anping felt extremely happy, as if he had been opened up the "Ren and Du meridians". His thoughts and thoughts gathered at his fingertips, and with the sound of the "papapapapapapa", they gathered into refined texts.

After writing for more than four hours in a row, Wang Anping once again broke through the writing limit and dug out 20,000 words.

Check and modify the typos, Wang Anping divided them into seven chapters, uploaded four chapters in one go, and left three chapters to save the manuscript to be updated tomorrow

After doing this, Wang Anping opened the author's consultation, and added the editor to the contract according to the QQ provided by the notice.

Enter the book title and author name in Friend Add Verification.

Soon, Wang Anping successfully added the editor-in-chief - Qingshan.

"The author of Doupo, your book is great, with good grades and stable updates. I will arrange recommendations for you after signing the contract." As soon as my friend passed, the editor-in-chief Qingshan couldn't wait to send a message.

"Signing a contract may be a bit troublesome. I don't have an ID card." Wang Anping frowned and replied frankly.

"?? Want to apply for an ID card? Get it as soon as possible! Your book will definitely be popular once it is recommended." Qingshan was a little anxiously. As a professional writing practitioner, he has seen the popularity of this novel. If he can maintain this level, it may become a work of the gods.

"No, I'm not old enough, I can't get my ID card." Wang Anping replied depressedly.

"How old are you?" Qingshan was shocked. He never expected this to be the result.

"It's 15." Wang Anping answered truthfully.

"..." Qingshan was speechless. Such a good online article was written by a minor, and it was unreasonable.

Could this work be so dead? Writing an online novel takes a lot of energy and time, and it is not something that a minor can persist? The editor-in-chief Aoyama was suddenly full of concern about the progress of this work.

"How long have you written about these? Are you still studying? Do you have time to keep writing?" Qingshan asked with concern unwillingness to give up.

"Thirty-eight thousand words, two days, it took about eight or nine hours! I can definitely keep writing, and I can write 300,000 next month. I hope my book will be put on the shelves at the end of the month." Wang Anping went straight to the topic and asked bluntly.

After reading the message Wang Anping replied, Qingshan’s first intuition was that he didn’t believe it.

In eight or nine hours, 38,000 words, can this update be achieved by a junior high school student?

Qingshan clicks on the latest chapter of "Doupo" update and read it carefully.

After reading the four chapters, Qingshan couldn't help but applaud him. The protagonist agreed to break off the engagement, had a three-year appointment, and the appearance of the mysterious old man suddenly sucked his appetite.

Is this book really written by a junior high school student?

Regardless of whether he can persist or not, it depends on the plot, the writing style and the book must be signed.

"Sign up! Let your guardian sign the contract on behalf of others. If you can make an increase of 300,000 yuan at the end of the month, you can arrange to be put on the shelves." Qingshan responded urgently.

"Okay, I'll tell my family and contact us tomorrow." Wang Anping breathed a sigh of relief and replied.

"Okay, I'm waiting for your news." Aoyama replied.

"clear!"

After finishing the exchange with the editor Qingshan, Wang Anping was filled with emotion. Rebirth is indeed a cheating tool in life! He used to be a frustrated person, but he never enjoyed the special care of being the editor.

In fact, there is another way to sign a contract, which can use Wang Anyang’s ID card to sign the contract.

However, this method is too unsafe.

Once the book "Doupo" is successfully established, it will be a continuous stream of income, hundreds of millions of dollars, and there are huge security risks when using other people's ID cards.

Alas! After all, I can’t get around the level of my family!

Thinking of his father, Wang Anping couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. How should he explain his ongoing "career" to him!

My father is a veterinarian. He raises a few pigs and 10 or 20 chickens and ducks in every household in the countryside. These poultry are the most likely to get sick. Therefore, he is very busy every day. In order to earn more money, his father not only does business in one village. When he is free, he also has to take care of the livestock raised by his family. Therefore, he will stop when he sees him.

Wang Anping's temper was inherited from his father. Therefore, once Wang Wenlong identified it, it is usually difficult to do a job.

How can I explain to my father his “not doing my job”!

Wang Anping was very upset and his scalp was almost scratched.

"Anping, what's wrong with you? The novel can't be written anymore?" Wang Anyang looked at Wang Anping with a frown and asked nervously.

"No! This is just the beginning? Anping must not be eunuch!"

"Yes! Yes! Your novel is so beautiful. I have read all the updates just now!"

"Anping, think slowly and write slowly, we are not in a hurry!"

“…”

As soon as Wang Anyang finished speaking, Liu Cheng, Zhang Rui and others all looked tighter and comforted each other.

"It's not a matter of books, um! Have you read all my novels?" Wang Anping looked at his friends in surprise.

"Look, look! Anping, you are our idol now!"

"I have read it all. You wrote such a wonderful novel. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't been beaten to death!"

"The online comments are all very good! Anping, you are going to be popular! If you are rich and noble, don't forget each other!"

“…”

Everyone nodded like garlic, saying in admiration.
Chapter completed!