God Level Demon

Chapter 12: Absolutely Divine Works

“Divine works, this is absolutely divine works. ”

Meng Fei was so excited, how long, a year, three years, five years, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't seen such a functional novel.

What dysfunction did he have? He was medically terminal, but after reading this novel, he was so stupid that he couldn't stop wanting to. This is not a divine work. What else is a divine work?!

“Sign it, you must sign it immediately.” Meng Fei couldn't help but hold on to his fist. If he didn't sign it immediately, he would probably regret it forever.

The power of this writing is horrible, it's like going deep into people's hearts, as if the real events were happening to him before his eyes, which is already a skillful writing power.

The person who can write such a work is definitely at the master level. I don't know how many films I have seen at the end of the year. I have a lot of clinical experience. Is it Master Jia Zhiwei who wrote it himself again?

Thinking about it, he immediately looked at the author's contact details and some information, and immediately stunned, writing this work not as a master, but as an 18-year-old high school student.

When did high school students have such pen power, they actually wrote such masterclass works, Meng Fei couldn't believe his eyes, repeatedly confirmed, and finally really determined.

Because this information was personally filled in by the author, and is still authentic, it is absolutely impossible to falsify it.

“True, this is definitely a genius writer, a giant star who will rise in the future, perhaps beyond Master Jia Zhiwei's achievements.” Meng couldn't help but get excited, and he couldn't help but add the author's penguin signal in the middle of the night.

Ding, the friend certification passed immediately.

“Has it succeeded? ”

Meng Fei Xi, immediately set up a video communication with each other, and soon the image came across, a young man in white casual clothing appeared in front of him with a young face.

“Are you the Black Wolf teacher?” He asked carefully.

The young man was stunned, and he didn't expect anyone to call him a teacher, but he quickly reacted: “Yes, I am the author of the post, Black Heart Wolf, whose real name is Xiaping. ”

“That would be great. ”

Meng Fei smiled: “I've read your novel, I personally love this novel, I don't know if I can sign with my penguin novel network, I assure you that there is definitely the strongest promotion to make your novel flashy and red. ”

He was confident, even an old driver like him, just looked at the beginning and was excited to this extent, such a novel was not on fire, it was simply intolerable.

“Okay, then sign the contract.” Xiaping nodded and promised that he would want to sign on to the penguin novel network. After all, this online novel platform is the biggest on the planet, and if it could be set on fire, it would be the most profitable.

“That's great. This is my Penguin Novel Network contract. It's all a production contract. Every author signs the same contract with us, and I'm sure you won't lose Mr. Black Heart Wolf.” Meng Fei immediately posted a contract on the Internet, "if you agree, just sign it. ”

In this era, paper contracts have been eliminated, and it is also legally valid to sign contracts directly online and with your own ID chip.

“OK.” Xia Ping swept randomly and signed the contract. He had also learned about the penguin novel network, the industry's largest novel website, without much scandal and trustworthy.

Meng Fei saw that the contract had been signed, and was overjoyed, and his attitude was even more enthusiastic: “Teacher Black Heart, do you have any more papers? If there is one, publish it as soon as possible and if it reaches 100,000 words, I will arrange a recommendation for you as soon as possible. ”

In fact, novels are the same in all worlds, and if you don't have enough words, you won't see too many people.

“No, not yet, but I can code it out soon.” Xiaping was confident that his body in the world of flaming yellow stars was not known to be many times stronger than Earth, and that the code word speed had greatly increased. He had just tested it and had actually reached a speed of 20,000 words per hour, which was simply inhuman.

And of course, it had to do with him just knocking from his head, not having to think too much about the plot, just having a ready-made copy.

“So, I'm looking forward to the next story from Teacher Black Heart.” Meng Fei was very sorry to hear about the manuscript, and he wanted to see the rest of it.

But without it, there's no way.

Next, he and Xiaping checked the bank accounts and ID card information. After all, this is a matter of remuneration. It is very important and naturally not so-so.

After the checks were completed, the two sides ended the call.

“Ha ha, I'm finally going to have a new master of functional novels.” Meng was so excited that he was able to cultivate a top sensual novelist, and that sense of achievement was remarkable.

In the novel industry, even editors have a so-called track record, and if you don't bring a few famous authors, no one will believe in your abilities.

Once you have a master figure, your position in the industry will definitely increase dramatically, even your wages will increase dramatically, and it is not impossible to become editor-in-chief.

But now is not the time for Menfei to think about this, after reading the novel, he feels his body...

You know, since that accident, his family has almost broken apart, his wife can't touch it, he's very humble, he's despised outside by his boss, he's despised at home by his wife, how tragic that is.

But today, Meng Fei's eyes revealed the flames of the bear, and his heart was also emotional. This masterclass work saved his life, no less than a dose of magic potion.

To think of it, he walked toward his wife's bedroom and exuded unprecedented confidence.

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“Finally, the contract was signed successfully, and the next step was to continue depositing the manuscripts and distributing all the remaining chapters.” Xia Ping held his fist tight. He intended to write 500,000 words in this novel. It would take at least 25 hours to write 20,000 words per hour.

Of course, he has classes to attend. He can write for up to eight hours a day. He has to write for about three days.

Some say that some novels move millions of words, and half a million is too little, but for functional novels, a dozen or two million words is normal.

With half a million words, it's already an enormous system.

“Okay, fight, make money! ”

Xia Ping immediately turned on the computer and the insane code words on it. Before he went to sleep, he was going to come out with tens of thousands more words.