I Really Want to Hit the Street

Chapter 160 I, a New Author, Got Lucky

My name is Wang Dachui.

I am a freshman majoring in film and television special effects, and I am also a new web writer.

My dream is to write a novel that will shock the world and make ghosts cry, step on the great gods, suppress Platinum, and surprise everyone.

It would be even better if I could earn a little bit of royalties by the way.

It's winter vacation. Our school has a 2-month winter vacation, which is enough for me to display my talents.

I wrote a 10,000-word opening and posted it on Qidian Chinese website. In 3 days, I only received 10 collections and 3 abusive negative reviews.

What made me even more sad was that a new author came to my book review area to advertise, and then... the next day he deleted the advertisement and cursed:

"It's really bad writing, I'm afraid anyone will read it!"

I was broken.

"Pah!"

So the phone case and phone film of the Xiaomi phone I just bought last semester were all replaced.

I felt very distressed, but I was also a little lucky. At least the phone was not broken, otherwise my body would not be better than the experience of the phone.

Mixed doubles, whoever tries it will know.

My dad is also a Taekwondo coach. Every time before beating me, he would change his uniform.

Waiting for him to change his uniform was more painful than being beaten.

I wrote another 40,000 words on Qidian stand-alone, and when I reached the 50,000-word mark, I took the initiative to apply for a contract.

Then I was rejected.

The website said that my novel did not meet the contract standards of Qidian Chinese Network.

I was broken again.

"Bang!"

This time, the phone was not so lucky.

I naturally did not escape the disaster.

My dad just got off work and saw the broken phone, so he quietly went to change his uniform.

I felt that he took longer to change his uniform, and his beatings were not as neat and tidy as before. He was getting older, and he had paid too much for this family.

I shouldn't be so ignorant and always make him angry.

Enduring the pain in my body, I kept silent, hoping that he could calm down.

After the incident, I looked at his breathless appearance and felt even more guilty.

He worked a whole day and didn't have time to eat a meal.

"Dad, you didn't eat?"

My dad was stunned.

Then my screams spread throughout the community.

The dogs in the community also started barking.

The time waiting for the phone to be returned to the factory was really unbearable.

I stole my mother's old phone and searched on Baidu: "How can I write a novel and sign a contract to make money?"

The first three search results came out, all of which were training courses that promised to teach you until you learn.

After reading their descriptions, I felt that I only needed one more instruction to take off.

It won't be long before I will sign a contract and put my book on the shelves, my book will become a hit, I will earn a million a year, attend the annual meeting, marry a white, rich and beautiful woman, and reach the peak of my life. I am a little excited just thinking about it.

Then I used my mother's Alipay to pay 3,000 yuan for the training fee, in exchange for a set of electronic version of "Starting Point to Become a Mysterious Book: Online Writing from Entry to Death".

While I was carefully studying the skills of becoming a god, my mother saw the payment message on her new phone and quietly went to find boxing gloves.

By the way, my mother is a boxer coach.

I said, "Mom, you don't have to do this. A great writer on the Internet once said: I was born with talent and will be useful. I will make money even if I spend all my money. When I make money by writing books, this 3,000 yuan is just a drop in the bucket. I will return it to you with interest."

My mother said that after she beat me, she would let me live with that great writer.

That day, the dogs in the community started barking again.

Fortunately, I saved my "Starting Point Becomes Mysterious Book: Online Literature from Entry to Death".

With this thing, I will turn the tables sooner or later, and then let them two see what the Dragon King returns!

"√"

After studying hard for 3 days, I accidentally found a document shared for free by an up master on Bilibili who talked about novel skills, which was the same as the one I bought for 3,000 yuan.

He himself is still a loser.

I was broken again.

But this is my mother's phone, I dare not throw it.

So, I was extremely angry. Extremely angry for a whole day.

Fortunately, although I was incompetent and furious, I did not attract the attention of my parents.

This time, I learned my lesson and knew what Baidu is.

Search: How to write a novel and sign a contract.

Sure enough, there were many reliable answers. Among them, I found a place called Longkong Forum.

There are many like-minded writers in it, and many of them have not signed contracts.

Everyone discusses together, reads each other's articles, and evaluates each other.

There are also many great writers talking about some explosive news in the circle.

It's really interesting!

After a while, I think my level can really beat those so-called great writers on Qidian, but I just don't have good recommendations.

Because the recommended positions are controlled by editors.

Newcomers like me can't get any exposure at all, so naturally no one reads.

It's normal not to sign a contract. Those who have signed a contract have great writers to help promote their chapters, or they have used backdoors.

There are not many people who are really capable.

I agree with it.

Then, a person who claimed to be an old hand at Qidian added my QQ through my post. He told me that he had a way to get my book signed, but it would cost 1,000 yuan.

He said that after signing the contract and putting it on the shelves, he could earn 1,500 yuan for full attendance in a month, so this deal would definitely not be a loss.

I believed him.

But my mother didn't trust me.

She changed her payment password.

During dinner, I tried to tell her about this. When I just mentioned the number of 1,000 yuan, my parents put down their chopsticks and prepared to go to the house to change clothes.

I shouted anxiously that I was joking.

"This Is A Joke!"

I was so scared that my English started to leak out.

In the end, I dodged a bullet.

But I missed an opportunity to make a name for myself

Not even two days passed.

The account of "Qidian Lao Oilfield" was officially blocked by the Longkong Forum. It was said that he was suspected of defrauding newcomers. The amount of money involved was not small, and the police had been filed.

I lamented the greatness of father's love and mother's love, which reduced the number of my defense breaks.

Of course, I am even more grateful to those good brothers who did not lend me money yesterday.

I don’t give up. If I can’t sign a contract with Qidian, I will go somewhere else to write.

There are many studios on Longkong advertising.

I decided to go to the studio to give it a try, wrote a 10,000-word introduction, and submitted several copies.

One day later, I received a message from one of them called Sweet Potato Studio.

The manuscript is over, 5 yuan for 1,000 words.

I did a little calculation and found that I can write up to 6,000 words on my mobile phone every day, which is only 30 yuan. If I don’t take a break for a month, it is only 900 yuan, which is not as high as Qidian’s full attendance.

Isn’t this bullying an honest person?

The future platinum master is sitting here, and you actually gave me 5 yuan for a thousand words!

"Is it okay for 10 yuan for a thousand words?"

"Write or not write if you like."

Several other studios did not respond.

I was angry and planned to find a small website to submit my article. It would be better than 5 yuan for 1,000 words!

When I published the book the next day, it failed the review and the website said I plagiarized.

The question mark above my head circled the blue star 10 times.

Then I discovered that after chatting with Sweet Potato Studio yesterday, the beginning of this article appeared on other websites, word for word.

I broke my guard again.

There are too many routines in the city!

How can newcomers survive?

It’s okay not to write this book!

Unexpectedly, I still made money by writing books.

I, the cute new author Wang Dachui, am lucky.

An editor from a company called Duoyu Culture Company added me and said he could sign my book, which cost 30 words per thousand words and could be paid on a daily basis.

I almost cried!

However, that book has been published in advance. If I publish it again, it will be plagiarism.

The editor of Duoyu Company is very kind. He encouraged me to write a better beginning, said that my level was acceptable, and also gave me some online writing skills for free.

I actually cried.

I have been online for nearly a month, suffering from the warmth and ups and downs of the world, as well as male and female doubles.

Finally found a warm organization.

I knew I was in the right place.

I wrote a more explosive beginning than the previous one, successfully passed the manuscript again, signed a contract with Duoyu Company, and wrote books steadily every day. Regardless of whether the book made money or lost money, I could get money.

One knot per day.

With occasional training from editors and personal guidance from reviewing editors, my level has improved rapidly.

I decided to write well in the future to repay Duoyu Culture Company.

Fortunately, my book is starting to get started. Anyway, I just want to say this to Duoyu Company:

"The boss of this kind of company deserves to be rich!"

Ahem, let’s update these first, then add more. It depends on the situation, don’t wait!

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