Zhuang Yuan really took Zhou Jiaming's words to heart. After all, many websites had done this kind of thing at that time.
Publish the novels on your website to the rival website to attract traffic. When the attention and collections come in, bring these readers to your own website. This is definitely a way to get something for nothing.
At this moment, Zhuang Yuan stared at the increasing number of positive comments and collections under the novel. It seemed as if his Ren and Du meridians were opened up. How could a new book have such good results?
How could a new author with no readership have so many readers? The company hadn't given the book any traffic or recommendation placement. Zhuang Yuan couldn't help but feel the data didn't make sense.
It turns out that everything is deliberately controlled by someone.
Now everything can be explained, why no one paid attention to me after the whole morning, and why there are so few personal information.
On this day, Zhuang Yuan went from surprise to anticipation, and then to worry and disappointment. Before leaving get off work, there was no smile on Zhuang Yuan's face.
Until he got off work, Zhuang Yuan did not receive any news from the author of "Ghost Lighting the Lamp". At this time, Zhuang Yuan became more and more certain that "Ghost Lighting the Lamp" was a scam.
Seeing such a good book being sold so cheaply on other websites, Zhuang Yuan felt like vomiting.
Zhuang Yuan thought that he would not be able to contact this person after get off work, so he gritted his teeth and decided to buy a computer after get off work. In fact, he knew that a computer would be very convenient for him to read manuscripts and contact the author after get off work.
Especially for those who make a living by computers, without a computer it would be like a blind person without a guide dog, making it impossible to move forward.
But every time Zhuang Yuan would delay the process because of the price.
Looking up at the chat box, Zhuang Yuan secretly clenched his fists. What if, what if it wasn't a case of borrowing a chicken to lay eggs? Then he would be extremely lucky.
Zhuang Yuan subconsciously touched his pocket and his face instantly fell again. His wallet was about to get thinner again.
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"Xia Xia, did you sign up for some cram school? If it weren't for some grammatical errors, you would have gotten full marks on that test paper!" If he hadn't signed up for some cram school, how could his English score have improved to 145 points in such a short time?
Li Xin did not lose a single point on Ningxia's English composition. Just as Ningxia thought, her composition could really be used as a model essay.
"And your spoken language, Xia Xia, makes me suspect that you are possessed by a ghost."
Ningxia looked at Li Xin, who was waving his arms and looking excited, and felt a little helpless. It had been several classes, several classes!
She rolled her eyes at Li Xin and said, "What kind of teacher is so amazing? You can't attribute all my hard work for so long to the cram school."
"I told you before, I was being low-key."
"Yes, yes, you are the most low-key one. You are so low-key that you let Lao Wang give each of us eight papers for a week in a row."
Ningxia: “…”
It's better not to expose someone's weaknesses when scolding him.
At lunch time, Ningxia Li Xin and her husband walked out of the school, each holding one of their children.
After standing there for a few minutes, Ning Yu's brother arrived.
When Ning Yu learned that the pile of notes in the two men's arms were for her, her eyelids twitched.
"Brother, where do you rank in the class now?"
Ning Yu's grades are at the bottom of the class, not to mention the grade. But if we don't talk about grades, we are still good friends.
Seeing Ning Yu's bitter face, Ning Xia instantly knew the answer.
At this moment, my mood couldn't help but become even heavier. If this was the case, it looked like there was no hope for my brother to get into university this year.
But even so, Ningxia still wants to try again, just in case there is a miracle.
He looked up at Ning Yu and said seriously, "Brother, I want to go to college with you."
Hearing what his sister said, Ning Yu was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Sister, just dream on. I, your brother, am really not good at studying.
"Little sister, you know your brother's grades..."
"Wow, Xia... Xia Xia Xia, look, he's so handsome." Before Ning Yu could finish her words, she was interrupted by the excited Li Xin beside her, hugging Ning Xia and jumping up and down.
Seeing his friend like this, Ningxia gave him a sanitary eye and said, "How can we not be so embarrassed?"
Why did I think Li Xin liked her brother before? Li Xin likes all handsome guys, okay?
Ningxia followed Li Xin's gaze. She also wanted to see how handsome this guy was. He could be so infatuated with other boys in front of her handsome brother.
At this time, Ningxia also saw the man who made Li Xin crazy. The man was wearing a dirty work suit, but even so, he still couldn't hide his handsomeness.
Huh?
Isn’t this the handsome guy I met in the Internet cafe yesterday? I have to say, with his looks, it’s no wonder that Li Xin is obsessed with him.
Wait, Ningxia regained her composure and unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth.
"elder brother."
Ningxia raised her chin towards the repair shop and asked, "Are you planning to be like these people after you graduate from high school, washing cars here day after day?"
Xiao Zichen, who was lying under the car at this time, froze when he heard Ning Xia's words.
"Even though you're handsome, look at that guy; isn't he even more handsome than you? He doesn't even have a degree, but he's still repairing cars here."
"For us rural kids, if we don't have a diploma as a stepping stone, we won't be able to find easy and clean jobs when we go out."
"Brother, you're such a clean person, do you really want to endure having your hands and body covered in grease for the rest of your life?"
Ning Xia looked up at Ning Yu, her expression more serious than ever before, "Brother, do you really want to live like this for the rest of your life?"
"I don't want you to suffer from lack of education in the future, nor do I want you to have such a hard life in the future."
Ningxia looked up at the repairmen who were shuttling between the vehicles, their bodies and faces covered in oil.
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