Ding Wei didn't know how to answer the topic of death.
She knew that Lao Wu and Lao Wang had broken their heads in public, but they still lived next door.
If he said something inappropriately, Lao Wang would rush out and speak loudly, and Lao Wu would hear it...
I was in trouble with Lao Wu last semester. I don’t know how many times I came back. I can’t burn bridges across rivers so quickly!
She hesitated for a while and could only answer cautiously:
"Actually... Professor Wang, this data doesn't mean anything. The main thing is that as online writers, in addition to the love of readers, we also need to look at the backend income!"
"Whoever makes more money proves that his novel is popular!"
Lao Wang instantly became proud:
"That's a must. He's dozens of places lower than me on the best-seller list."
The manuscript fee must be much lower than mine.
But then I thought about it——
No, his word count, Old Wu’s, is hundreds of thousands less than mine!
"The number of words is hundreds of thousands less than mine, but now it has thousands more comments than me!"
He looked at Ding Wei: "Ding Wei, please analyze it carefully and tell the truth. Don't be afraid that I will be angry. Tell me, is the novel I wrote not as good as the one he wrote?"
"You can't say that."
Lying is something you get used to as soon as you talk about it.
Ding Wei behaved extremely professionally at this moment:
"There are many comments about the novel, which on the one hand represents its popularity. But on the other hand, it also means that there are a lot of controversies among people."
“You don’t just have to look at the number of comments, you have to look at the content of the comments.”
"Like at the bottom of your novel, everyone is happily hanging on the southeast branch. I think this is the reflection of the readers' deepest love for the novel!"
"After all, you are willing to comment on such nonsense, which shows the truth. Nowadays, most people are too lazy to do this, which proves that they are true love."
Ding Wei was talking nonsense so seriously that she almost believed it.
But now netizens are surprisingly enthusiastic about making comments online, unlike in the past...
So I don’t know if this analysis is correct or not. Anyway, as long as you can pass this test.
…
"If you want to say that...that's true."
Lao Wang put himself in his shoes, like him, his typing speed is not good, of course he is willing to comment on important topics, but it is just a casual comment, and if it is meaningless, he will make a special comment...
Not necessary.
After all, typing takes a lot of time.
His mentality calmed down a bit.
"That's good! But as a senior writer of novels, I can't be complacent. I have to maintain this progress."
He said he was humble, but his attitude was completely different. He was full of the pleasure of crushing Lao Wu.
Ding Wei quickly cheered and laughed.
Unexpectedly, the next second, a golden firework suddenly exploded in the middle of the entire screen——
[The belated reward for the work "Blue and White of the Yuan Dynasty" written by Jiang Yue is one million gold coins! It is a great blessing to see such a masterpiece in this life!]
Lao Wang:......
Ding Wei's eyes darkened.
Shanshan mistook me!
…
Ding Wei no longer knew how to break the topic of death.
She felt that she had talked about all the nonsense she could. Could it be that this reader was casting a wide net?
As long as you wait patiently, it will be your turn soon?
Doesn’t this sound irritating?
Anyway, looking at Lao Wang's current attitude, his blood pressure is about to rise.
At the critical moment, seeing Mathematician Chen walking towards the study room with a glass of water, Ding Wei immediately displayed her thick-faced and sinister qualities:
"It's okay, it's just readers' taste preference... But Professor, why is your pen name called 'Mathematics Mistaken Me'?"
There is no need to say more.
Because Mathematician Chen was already standing at the door, his eyes like daggers.
…
Ding Wei held her backpack and stood shivering outside the courtyard.
There was silence in the room, and I don't know if Mathematician Chen's ultimate move has not yet been used, or if they have another solution.
In short.
I cheated my teacher today...
She thought to herself: Lao Wang, Lao Wang, you forced me to do this!
Woo...
…
There are clouds in the sky, and summer evenings always come so slowly.
The evening wind was blowing, and the various roses tied on the fence wall were blooming and swaying gently.
However, Ding Wei was so frightened and guilty that she had no intention of appreciating it at all.
At this moment, a boy stood at the neighbor's house outside the fence.
It's chubby.
I haven't seen him for a while, and he seems to be darker again. Maybe this color makes him slimmer, so he is not so round.
The other party took a small water gun that was leaking water from the water tank, and looked at her expectantly:
"Sister, do you still have business you want me to do?"
Ding Wei remembers this little fat kid.
In the past, when Lao Wang needed to print manuscripts, he would always ask him to run errands.
Sometimes she would reach out and bring a lollipop or something to the child, but it was said that Lao Wang paid him a salary every day.
Ding Wei is curious:
She understands that after Lao Wang has a teaching assistant, she doesn't need Xiaopang to run errands, but what about Lao Wu?
Is it possible that Lao Wu is pretty good at typing?
Otherwise, writing thousands of words a day would be quite unfriendly to their eyes.
"Can't you get any business from your grandfather?"
Fatty frowned:
"Oh, my grandpa is stingy. He only orders me to help buy things with my grandma every day. Giving him fifty cents is considered generous. I have been working for these few months, but I haven't saved any money at all."
The relationship between friends also needs to be eaten together to maintain the relationship.
In general, this society has become secular.
Xiaopang sighed deeply: "I used to have ten yuan a day...how can I get it now?"
He looked at the small water gun in his hand with distress, and couldn't help but miss the days when he had a regular job.
During that time, for ten yuan a day, you could hold a lollipop and a small water gun, and you could also eat two bubble gums and score prizes... What a cool life it was.
Just as he was talking, the door to the room was pushed open.
"What do you mean by what you just said?"
Old Wu walked out with a serious expression and stood in front of the fence as well.
"what business?"
"What's ten dollars a day?"
He stared at his grandson, and Xiaopang couldn't help but squeeze the water gun in his hand.
At this moment, something clicked in Old Wu's mind, and he immediately understood:
"Okay! I asked you why you were so obedient during that time, and you didn't even ask for a penny of pocket money...it turned out that Lao Wang was running errands!"
Old Wu glared at him:
"Look at you, you have no skills, you can only do the most basic labor work, and you are not stable at all. I made people quit just by saying something."
"Are you okay now? You can't make ten yuan a day, right?"
Xiaopang was also deeply saddened, and his expression was quite obvious with regret.
Ding Wei:……
???
Is there something wrong?
Just listen to Lao Wu continue to say:
"If you study hard, want to be the first in your grade, and then run errands for others, he will definitely give you more than ten yuan a day."
"You have to find ways to improve yourself and create maximum benefits even if you are working part-time!"
