Chapter 6

Ren He now wakes up every morning and quickly replies: "no, no, it's time to go to sleep..." "Oh, I'll talk about it tomorrow!" Ren he breathed a sigh, and finally he felt like a rich man. As a result, for the next seven days, the drunkard would ask for five more every day, and no matter whether Ren He agreed or not, he would be rewarded anyway. Ren He didn't say anything, he would be rewarded every day, and he was very tired. But in these seven days, he really made 40000 yuan! 40000 yuan. Ren He has never made 40000 yuan in seven days. On the seventh day, the drunkard himself suddenly sighed in the book review area: "after a week, it's so cool to watch it every day. It's hard to think about the amount of updates. The author has worked hard. Next, write well. There's a big gift on the shelf!" generous gift? The great gift promised by Shenhao is really something to look forward to, but there is only one problem. Generally, the number of words put on the shelves by authors ranges from 200000 to 350000. As a result, the number of words burst out to more than 100000 before this recommendation was put on the shelves. After the round of recommendation, they still don't get 400000 words and 500000 words? It's self-evident that people start to charge from 200000 words and they start to charge from 500000 words. He sent a message to the editor of Oriental Mobai, saying that he was worried. As a result, Mobai only said that he didn't have to worry. He would arrange it. As for the arrangement, I didn't say anything. I told him to wait for the news. Now even other authors have noticed his number of new words, and they are discussing in a small group: "you say that according to the update amount of God's book, it can't be written to 500000 on the shelves? He doesn't have a recommendation yet. At least he has four recommendations, one for a week, and he has to wait four weeks. "“ It's not true. After all, the new author has no experience. He doesn't know how to be restrained even when updating. "“ Ha ha, even though he's a local tyrant now, he can't catch up with the reward for the money he has lost. "“ Why don't you pull him in? Maybe he will become a God, and we will get along well in the future? "“ Don't mention it. What's good for a writer to write a little essay? The price will drop. "“ Forget it To tell you the truth, these people who have been advocating entity literature really don't look up to Ren He who wrote xiaobaiwen. As the saying goes, literature is no first and martial arts no second. It is always a habit for scholars to despise each other. When these writers see the divine book, they subconsciously look for faults instead of enjoying the pleasure in the novel. But Ren He didn't know what they were talking about, and he never thought of adding such a group of authors. If he knew what these people thought, he would think, what are a group of old men pretending to be there? I'm here to make money! After Jiageng, he went out for a night run. Writing novels is actually a means of survival for him, and it can't reach the height of art, and he doesn't want to rise to the height of art. As for the amount of updates and the number of words on the shelves, I believe Dongfang Mobai will solve the problem for him“ Ren He Ren He is running. Suddenly he hears a clear voice like a silver bell behind him calling him. He turns back to find that it's Duan Xiaolou. Under the dim street lights of the residential area at night, he looks like an elf who has just come out of the painting.