When Ding Wei returned to her dormitory, she was lying in front of her desk as usual, with her notebook open and at least two documents spread out beside her. Words in the documents were deleted, deleted, and modified, and they could not be completed in one go.
Seeing her in this state, Bai Shanshan seemed to be more powerful when doing fat-burning exercises. She gritted her teeth and started jumping up and down while huffing and puffing.
Chen Siyu is also full of worries.
Now is actually a great opportunity for the development of online stores, but she did not focus all her attention on it like she did at the beginning of the school year. Instead, she followed Ding Wei and read an economics book.
It’s not that Siyu, who loves money, thinks money is not important now, but during the class she discovered——
It turned out that there were some theories that I couldn't understand by myself, but in the process of doing business, I could always react to them unexpectedly, and then fall in love with them.
From this, she felt that since this course taught these things, they must all be applicable.
Even if this kind of formula is not as rigid as mathematics, it will definitely be indispensable in the future.
Now that she has such a great environment, she should really work harder.
…
Besides, from a more realistic point of view, her store's business will only be as large as its individual size.
Chen Siyu has always been cautious and has never been willing to invest all his money. Therefore, without large capital investment, no matter how he does the activities and promotions, the inventory will be kept there.
As a middleman, she earns tens of thousands of yuan on average every month, and she already feels very satisfied.
Calculating carefully, it has only been half a year since the store was opened. Excluding the money needed to reduce the inventory of the store, I have already saved a small 100,000 yuan.
Nowadays, summer clothes are being updated too quickly, so she decided to study hard during this period, and then think about what Weiwei said before about finding an OEM factory for OEM processing to create a popular style.
When everything is ready, go all out and invest your savings... success or failure will depend on it in one fell swoop.
But contacting the factory does not mean that you can find it immediately after you go there. Chen Siyu is not the chosen one.
So during this period, you still have to lay a solid foundation.
As for knowledge, no matter whether it is useful now or not, there is never too much knowledge if it can be used.
…
The two people were sitting there, seemingly using their heads easily, but Bai Shanshan was really dancing.
Now I was swinging my arms and legs, sweating profusely.
If it weren't for the expensive yoga mat under my feet, I'm afraid the sisters downstairs would come up and complain.
She was about to cry but had no tears: "I...I've been here for ten minutes, can I take a break?"
It takes a lot of brain power and physical strength, I really don’t know which one is more painful.
"Okay," Ding Wei bit her pen and spoke slurred.
"Rest for ten seconds before doing the next set."
Bai Shanshan:......
People say no!
Damn, if you rest for ten seconds, she can’t even breathe, okay?!
But I looked down at my increasingly flatter belly, and then looked at Ding Wei, who had dark circles under her eyes but was still very beautiful...
She gritted her teeth, then hummed and jumped up.
…
Lu Li opened the dormitory door and was already used to this scene.
Although she couldn't understand it, Bai Shanshan was already so rich, couldn't she just enjoy it?
She either loses weight or studies every day, and works harder than she does... Her living conditions are so good, and she still wants to compete for opportunities with children from poor families...
She silently held the book and notebook, and sat down at the desk. Chen Siyu, who was holding the book, glanced at her without moving.
Lu Li didn't need her to move either.
Two desks are placed side by side, with four positions. Where can I sit?
Just watching Ding Wei quickly typing on the document and quickly deleting it, Lu Li couldn't help but smile.
It turns out that there are times when Ding Wei cannot write.
This discovery seemed rare, and it immediately diluted her recent long-term depression caused by her conflict with Xiao Bailian.
After all, this joke is too weird.
Even if the editor praised her in the message for boosting sales due to some combination of circumstances, this was not a wonderful thing for Lu Li, who had a strong self-esteem.
After all, the descriptions of the protagonists on both sides are so contrasting that every time the other side publishes a new chapter, it seems like they are stepping on her manuscript and slap her in the face.
but……
After Lu Li opened the book, she suddenly felt a little confused:
What to write next?
In other words, do I really still need to write?
She has written 170,000 words in this book.
But it took a long time for the manuscript fee to come in, so even for three melons and two dates, I haven't even paid for the last book.
What's depressing is that Lu Li has no money.
…
Yes, she earned a lot last year, but she also spent a lot on herself.
New mobile phone, new clothes, new shoes. Why don’t you need money?
Until this year’s Chinese New Year, I have had no other income except a few hundred yuan from manuscript fees.
With the attitude of my family, now that I don’t call to ask for living expenses, no one will give me a penny. Even if I knew I was making money last semester, my family would not give me that much at most, and they would still give me two hundred yuan a month.
Money.
In this way, she has been able to persist in school for more than three months relying on her savings. If she can't get any more money, she may have problems with her living expenses next month.
But this year, Lu Li didn't get any good tutoring jobs at school.
All that can be left to her is some odd jobs such as supermarket promotions.
Lu Li has already tasted how to make money as a tutor, so why would she care about such a small job that only pays dozens of yuan a day?
But for some reason this year, she went out to post on the forum to advertise that she was a tutor. When asked about her past resume, she discovered that among the four students she taught last year, none of them improved significantly in the later years.
This must be too bad luck, four rotten trees.
With such good conditions, she still couldn't improve her grades. She had never attended any cram school at the beginning, so she still got admitted to the University of Ming Dynasty.
But the parents did not waste their money in vain. They could not produce results and were unclear about the results. After just a few words, everyone was muttering in their hearts.
So far, Lu Li can only continue to write manuscripts in her notebook every day, in addition to attending classes diligently.
…
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhou Xuemei knocked on the door and came in.
"Ding Wei, you want the paper."
This brand of paper is one yuan more expensive than the one Zhou Xuemei usually sells. She rarely stocks the goods. Ding Wei always tells her in advance that she will buy more and then delivers it to her door.
Students are price sensitive but not very picky about quality.
But in terms of positioning, paper towels for wiping face and mouth must have sterilization standards, and she is still used to using the old brand.
Besides, she can't use more than two packs a month. With her current savings, there's no need to save money on this.
Zhou Xuemei looked at the two books spread out in front of Ding Wei, with a hint of sympathy in her eyes.
Who doesn't know that Ding Wei is now the only one favored by Lao Wang, and she is given many and heavy homework assignments. It is said that she has not written many novels recently.
If it weren't for the manuscripts of the two previous books, I'm afraid everyone would have to rise up against Lao Wang now in order to catch up with the update.
As for whether any students are jealous...
Please, the homework assigned by Lao Wang to Ding Wei was basically made public, and he also said that he would accept extracurricular homework from any student.
But look now, how many people can carry it like Ding Wei?
The professor's favor is not something you want, you can get it if you want it.
…
Ding Wei took out the money and thanked Zhou Xuemei.
"Thank you, Xuemei. The canteen is right next door. It's so cool!"
After Zhou Xuemei fell out of love, she became more and more motivated to do business. Now she said proudly: "No, I just like a big business like you."
She usually doesn't make much money selling things, for example, she only earns 20 cents from a pack of spicy strips.
But like Ding Wei, sometimes she can earn one or two yuan more by buying some designated brands.
Don't underestimate these two dollars. Students are doing business and sell daily snacks, and the prices themselves are not high. Zhou Xuemei said that Ding Wei is a big business, which is really not an exaggeration.
As for the real wealthy Bai Shanshan...
Except for snacks, she rarely buys anything from Zhou Xuemei.
Zhou Xuemei actually came to see it when she was promoting it - what a guy!
She had never even heard of the brands Bai Shanshan used.
In order to inspect the market, I went to the supermarket twice and found that I could only vaguely see one or two of them in a large shopping mall 45 minutes away from the school...
So he retreated silently.
She couldn't even find a channel to buy this thing.
…
At this moment, Zhou Xuemei collected the money, looked at Ding Wei's haggard look, and couldn't help but sigh: "Fortunately, your book has been deposited before, otherwise it would be difficult for us..."
Renting books is also a big part of the business.
After thinking about it, I still couldn't help but want to chat.
"By the way, Ding Wei, have you read novels online? I remember Siyu asked us to register an account on the Dreamweaver Literature website, which is very popular recently? There are many good novels on it."
Ding Wei was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I read part of it."
Zhou Xuemei got excited: "Then have you followed the book "The Power of Rebirth" on the list? The author specially updated it with 5,000 words yesterday. She said she was so excited. This novel made her earn more than 20,000 yuan a month.
Here’s the money!”
"She also said that it was a life she had never imagined, and it would also allow her family to go to school..."
Twenty thousand yuan really stimulated the poor girl.
Her eyes held deep longing:
"Wow, you said I'm still learning Chinese, why don't I have this talent? Otherwise, why would I be selling snacks and department stores for 20,000 yuan a month?"
Lu Li pricked up her ears next to her, and Chen Siyu couldn't help but widen her eyes:
"Hey, dear, is it so easy for writers to make money these days?"
Ding Wei smiled and said nothing.
Lu Li:......
She looked at her messy notebook and remained silent for the moment.
…
"Yes..." Zhou Xuemei also sighed.
I always feel guilty when chatting with Ding Wei, after all, her tasks are too tight.
But Chen Siyu was able to pick up the conversation, which proved that he had found a like-minded person. Zhou Xuemei immediately said excitedly:
"Not only that, I also followed two other books that were ranked very close. They both said that I got more than 10,000 yuan this month... Oh, it made me excited for a while, and I specially rewarded them with 100 gold coins.
Congratulations."
She was a little depressed at the moment: "Although 100 gold coins are only one yuan, but you said that I don't earn as much as them, so you reward them. It's really..."
…
Ding Wei raised the corners of her lips.
She turned over the book in her hand without making a sound, while Zhou Xuemei and Chen Siyu sat beside each other holding their mobile phones and mumbling.
The two of them even took out their mobile phones to log in. Zhou Xuemei pointed at it and picked out a book: "Have you read this book? It hasn't started charging yet. It's called "Poetry, Wen Dao", and it's about poetry and poetry."
"This is less than 100,000 words, it's too little."
Chen Siyu read the introduction.
"What do you know?"
Zhou Xuemei immediately pointed out the key points to her: "Look at this pen name. As soon as I saw this pen name, I was ready to reward him with 100 coins. If there was no money in the account, I would not be willing to top up..."
"Math got me wrong."
Chen Siyu started to read.
She was also filled with excitement at this moment, and immediately decided: "I will remember this name later. I still have money in my account, and I will reward him with all my gold coins."
"This name is very close to my heart."
"right!"
Both Zhou Xuemei and Chen Siyu have been dominated by high numbers. At this moment, she was pointing out the comments she left in the comment area to Chen Siyu——
[The pen name of the author is great. The novel is also very interesting, but I would like to give you a suggestion. Not only did I get wrong in mathematics, but I also got wrong in ancient Chinese. 】
Ding Wei's fingers made several typos uncontrollably.
She turned her head to look at Zhou Xuemei, causing him to look back in confusion:???
Ding Wei turned around.
Now when I think about Lao Wang's pen name, I just feel like I don't know what expression to use.
Lao Wang, Lao Wang, if one day you lose your vest...
But think about it, even if Lao Wang loses his vest, the students probably won’t blow up their IDs, right? They shouldn’t be that stupid, right?
Don't worry.
She shook her head and continued to chew on her unfamiliar articles.
…
A group of top students in the dormitory were all trying to improve themselves. Zhou Xuemei was embarrassed to stay longer and left quickly after chatting for a few words.
But Lu Li's heart skipped a beat.
What is the name that Zhou Xuemei mentioned just now?
"The Power of Rebirth".
She turned on her phone and slowly logged into the website.
Someone in school always sent this registration before, and she also registered and got 1,000 gold coins.
Now go up again and quickly see the novel on the ranking list.
She didn't have time to start reading from the first chapter, but turned directly to the last page, clicked, and the purchase was successful, and she saw the author's words below:
"Today is the 77th day since publishing."
"Just last week, I received my first royalties. There is no need to hide it from everyone. After all, without your support, I would not be where I am now."
"Twenty-one thousand dollars before tax."
"I don't know how everyone thinks of this money, but for me, it is more than the royalties and all my family's savings combined. With it, I can afford the study life of my two sisters for the next two years.
, with it, parents don’t have to work so hard and be so harsh on themselves.”
"Everything depends on everyone's subscription support..."
There were many testimonials, but Lu Li could no longer read them. Her mind was completely occupied by the 77 days and 21,000 yuan.
Twenty-one thousand yuan.
Looking at this novel again, it has only written 400,000 words.
400,000 words, which is only over 100,000 words more than all my works combined.
But he made 20,000 yuan in two months. As for me, now I can barely get enough, let alone 2,000 yuan or 1,000 yuan.
Is her writing not good enough?
…
Lu Li looked at the page unwillingly, then clicked to read.
After hurriedly reading three chapters, she felt that it was nothing more than that.
Do you think you can make so much money, or do you rely on this platform?
However, her heart was burning with heat, but her reason was so cold.
——She can’t type.
If you want to publish online, you must be able to type.
These authors must have studied before, they have a foundation and a solid foundation.
How can you compare yourself?
The emotions of pride and inferiority were tugging in her arms, and Lu Li couldn't see the words in the book anymore for a moment, and she didn't know where she had gone.
…
Ding Wei didn’t know yet that her website would have another author.
But this is not worth distracting her. After all, due to intentional or unintentional publicity on the website, many readers and authors know the approximate income of those authors in the top ten.
This further stimulated their minds.
Readers are curious about how the author can earn so much, and the author is curious about whether he can earn so much?
After all, this is an era where few genuine copies are available, so it is really shocking to have such an income.
On the contrary, when it is really advertised that it is worth millions, people feel that it is too far away and is not realistic at all.
Lu Li hurriedly held her notebook and walked around the computer room. She found that it was indeed full of people again. So she quickly walked to the Internet cafe at the school gate.
The prices at the Internet cafe were quite reasonable, but after Lu Li paid ten yuan to turn on the computer and sit on the chair, she suddenly remembered that just last semester, the three of them had gone to the Internet cafe to watch TV and check out information.
But now, I only have myself.
There is only the poor self.
She took a deep breath, now turned on the computer, entered the website, and entered.
…
On the simple page, the exquisite covers are arranged frame by frame, and the rankings are also divided into various categories.
There are 24-hour best sellers and new books are in stock.
If you don’t know what to watch, then start from the list.
With just one glance, Lu Li immediately saw the book "The Power of Rebirth" recommended for the cover.
——The subject of rebirth is not uncommon at all.
Lu Li thought arrogantly.
Ding Wei had already serialized it in the magazine. This author obviously imitated Ding Wei's setting, and anyone else would write it.
She looked at the manuscript in her hand and couldn't help but come up with a new story.
If the tragic heroine I described now were to be reborn, how would she take revenge on this wonderful family, and how would she get to know her beloved CEO in her previous life?
Just thinking about it, she felt that this story had great potential, and her blood started to boil.
However, when she finished registering as an author and was about to write, she discovered that—oh, it turns out that her typing speed has not improved after all this time.
I even still only use one-finger meditation.
Lu Li couldn't help but press the mouse hard with a "pop" sound.
Nowadays, even the writing industry requires a good family background to be successful!
If you haven’t had the opportunity to learn computers since you were a child, do you have to lose to others when it comes to typing?
She was extremely frustrated and spent a lot of time trying to type out two hundred words.
Even this was while she was concentrating on chanting Pinyin continuously.
Lu Li finally gave up in frustration. After thinking for a while, she decided to go to the website to see what kind of novels could make a lot of money.
However, as soon as she thought that each of these authors could earn a salary of ten thousand or twenty thousand, her heart burned like a burning flame, making her restless and difficult to calm down and read other people's books.
After a second thought, my mouse clicked on the list of potential new books again.
At the top, she saw the "Poetic Tao" mentioned by Zhou Xuemei.
The catalog page shows that it has not yet entered the charging stage. Although the number of words has infinitely approached 100,000 words, Lu Li has not yet understood the rules, so she clicks to read it now.
After reading only three chapters, I realized that the story also uses a time-travel theme.
Moreover, the farm girl Axiu has already died after she only appeared in the third chapter. Lu Li’s depression finally found a place to vent, and she is typing directly below:
[I really don’t know what’s so interesting about this book! The writing is quite ordinary, and the meaning of the poems is vaguely explained and the words are not expressive. It is obviously misleading the public. Also, all the poor girls in the books can only be used as cannon fodder.
Well. It’s too realistic. Girls from rich families are destined to live a happy life, while children from poor families have nothing and even their lives.】
After she vented her emotions, she had no intention of reading any more. When she saw the writer's section, she couldn't help but click in to see the specific benefits.
After reading only two lines, she couldn't help but feel excited again.
As long as you write 30,000 words and meet the signing criteria, you can get a signing bonus of 300 yuan.
Moreover, after you start charging, as long as you write 4,000 words a day, you will get a perfect attendance bonus of 1,000 yuan a month!
How can this make people uneasy?
Since everyone can receive the royalties, it proves that the website has not deducted or defaulted on the account.
In this way, wouldn't it be more cost-effective than her submitting articles to magazines?
But after all, the problem still lies in my typing speed.
Lu Li felt depressed every time she thought about it.
At this time, a red dot on an envelope flashed in the account login area of the web page.
She opened it and saw that the author just now replied to her comment:
[Every reader is welcome to discuss seriously, and all comments and suggestions are humbly accepted. The author himself has no opinions on the characters of rich and poor, and money is never the measure of character.]
【Human life is not something that the rich or the poor can despise.】
[Finally, I would like to ask, what are the explanations of poems in the novel that are vague and unclear, and what words do not convey the meaning and mislead readers? 】
[It’s not that I don’t accept it, but I really want to know what fallacies there are. 】
Lu Li was immersed in her own depressed mood. After hearing this, she replied without saying anything:
"There are too many to correct them one by one. However, I am a student in the Chinese Department of the University of Ming Dynasty. This is what I usually study. I am used to it. I don't mean to find fault.]
She posted the comment, refreshed it several times, and finally got a reply from the other party.
author:【……】
After that, no matter how I refreshed, there was no movement at all.
Lu Li looked at the ellipsis that seemed to contain a lot of meaning, and couldn't help but wonder, was she scared away by seeing her academic qualifications?
Or do you look down on yourself?
But no matter what, it takes a long time to write a comment, and her speed only goes as far as this.
This problem could not be solved, and she had no intention of surfing the Internet anymore. Now she went to the checkout counter with a full stomach to refund the remaining Internet fee, and then went back to school directly.
Along the way, Lu Li was racking her brains.
How can we increase the speed?
…
Lao Wang angrily typed on the keyboard in the room.
"What's wrong with you?"
Mathematician Chen stared at him at the study door.
Lao Wang coughed dryly and quickly closed the page.
Originally, after he finished writing the story, he wanted to find Mathematician Chen Pingpin to frustrate the old lady's spirit.
It’s amazing to know a few formulas every day at home. What’s the use of formulas? Are they as cold and romantic as they are in literature?
But looking back, this online name...
Lao Wang felt regretful and secretly happy.
In short, this matter has been put aside. Now the biggest problem every day is to try not to make Mathematician Chen interested in the article he wrote.
Fortunately, mathematician Chen also has his own pride.
It's okay if she doesn't read it. If this old man actually writes something fancy after reading it, wouldn't she be downcast for nothing?
So I deliberately didn't ask.
But regardless of whether she is going home or not, what is wrong with typing on the keyboard at home? Why does she have to go up and play two games of mahjong when she has nothing to do?
If you break the keyboard with a hammer, don't you have to find someone to fix it?
Lao Wang groaned, embarrassed to say that he was being picked on by students, so he could only hold back his anger.
Is there any class in the Chinese Department of the University of Ming Dynasty that I have not taken?
If it's false, that's it. If it's true...
The cautious Lao Wang said that he really had to figure out which student he was when he looked back.
…
Lao Wang is very depressed here, and Lao Wu next door has closed his comment area now, feeling like he has no confidence anymore.
This Lao Wang, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, is actually quite exciting to write a novel.
Who came up with this idea? Why didn’t he think of it?
He walked around the yard twice with his hands behind his back.
As a historian, if he spells poetry, he will definitely not be able to compete with Lao Wang!
If this were to be written in a novel and the data were not as good as his, wouldn't it be a disgrace to Dafa?
Old Wu walked around and around the yard, but in the end he couldn't come up with a story.
Instead, I figured out a story told by cultural relics.
But the problem is, even if he studies history, he doesn’t necessarily study cultural relics! There are also some deficiencies in this aspect.
With the mentality of an old educated person, one must not write half-heartedly and mislead the public by making up nonsense.
After much thought, Lao Wu found that he really had no confidence in himself, but he still wanted to overwhelm Lao Wang!
He waved to his eldest grandson, who had been a little melancholy in the past two days:
"Baoer! Come here, run an errand for grandpa and call the girl from yesterday."
Xiaopang looked at his grandfather with wide eyes.
However, his own grandfather didn't even look at him, and instead continued walking in circles with his hands behind his back.
Xiaopang stood there in despair, sighing after all the vicissitudes of life, as if he was a middle-aged man who suddenly lost his job and could not accept the reality. His future was hopeless.
Lao Wu didn't know what his grandson was really thinking, so he just thought:
Usually Lao Wang brags about how great his student is in writing novels and how beautiful they are... He has been giving her advice for so long.
Without going into too much detail, I think it’s okay to talk about how to write this novel.
