Chapter 12: Absolutely God's Work
Chapter 12: Absolutely God’s Work
“Divine! This is definitely God’s work!”
Meng Fei was very excited. For how long had he waited? One year, three years or five years, he couldn’t remember how long he hadn’t read such an erotic novel.
He had terminal erectile dysfunction, but after reading this novel he actually felt it rise up again. If this is not God’s work, then whose is it?!
“Sign it, you must please sign it immediately.” Meng Fei couldn’t help clenching his fist. If such a masterpiece was not signed, he might regret it for a lifetime.
This writing skill was superb. It rooted itself into the hearts of people, as if the real event happened right before their eyes. This was already a writing skill close to the famed Taoist scriptures.
The person who could write such a work is definitely a master-level figure. He must have watched uncountable number of films throughout the years and must possess rich experience under his belt. Could it be that Master Jia Zhiwei once again started writing?
Thinking of this, he immediately looked at the author’s contact information and was stunned. It was not a master who wrote this work, but an 18-year-old high school student.
Meng Fei couldn’t believe his own eyes. When did high school students start having such terrific literary skills to write such masterpieces. He confirmed it again and again before he was really sure.
Because the information was filled by the author’s ID card itself, it was absolutely impossible to cheat.
“It’s true, this is definitely a genius writer and a rising star in the literary world. In the future, he may be able to surpass the achievements of Master Jia Zhiwei.” Meng Fei couldn’t help getting excited, and he didn’t care about it being late at night and immediately sent the author a friend request.
With a ding sound, the friend request was accepted immediately.
“Has he accepted?”
Meng Fei was overjoyed and immediately established a video communication with the other party, and soon an image came from the other side. A young man with an immature face in white casual clothes appeared in front of him.
“Are you Teacher Black Hearted Wolf?” he asked cautiously.
The young man was stunned. He didn’t expect anyone to call him a teacher, but he quickly reacted: “Yes, I am the author of the manuscript teacher Bai Rong. My real name is Xia Ping.”
“It is a pleasure to meet you.”
Meng Fei smiled: “I have read your novel. Personally, I am very optimistic about this novel. I don’t know if you could sign a contract with Penguin Novels. I assure we will definitely give the best promotion for your novel and make it famous overnight.”
He was full of confidence as even an old driver like him got excited to such an extent just by reading the beginning. If such novels didn’t become popular, it would simply intolerable.
“Okay, then I’ll sign.” Xia Ping nodded and agreed. He originally wanted to sign with Penguin Novels anyway. After all, this online novel platform is the largest in Yanhuang Star. If it became popular, he’ll get the greatest benefits from them.
“That’s great. This is my contract from Penguin Novels. They are all standard contracts. Every author signs the same contract with us. We won’t let teacher Black Hearted Wolf suffer.” Meng Fei posted on the Internet immediately. A contract was sent to Xia Ping, “If you agree, just sign on it.”
In this era, paper contracts had been eliminated. Simply signing contracts online and with your own ID card chip were also legally effective.
“Okay.” Xia Ping took a casual glance and signed the contract. He also knew about Penguin Novel Network, the largest novel website in the industry. There hadn’t been any major scandal and they were trustworthy.
Meng Fei was overjoyed when the contract was signed, and his attitude became even more enthusiastic: “Teacher Black Hearted Wolf, do you still have a manuscript? If so, post it as soon as possible. If it reaches 100,000 words, I will arrange for it to be recommended as soon as possible.”
In fact, novels were the same regardless of the world. If there were not enough words, fewer people would read it.
“I don’t have the manuscript yet, but I can write it out soon. “Xia Ping believed that his body in Yanhuang star was many times stronger than on Earth, and his typing speed had also greatly increased. After testing just now, he actually reached a speed of 20,000 words per hour, which was simply inhuman on Earth.
Of course, this also had something to do with him just typing out the words in his mind, he didn’t need to think too much about the plot.
” I look forward to the next story from Teacher Black Hearted Wolf” Meng Fei felt very sorry to hear that there was no manuscript as he still wanted to read the next chapter of the story.
Next, he and Xia Ping checked the bank account and ID card information. After all, this was a matter of an author’s remuneration, which was very important and had naturally no room for carelessness.
After the verification, the two parties ended the call.
“Haha, finally a new master of erotic novels will be born in my hands.” Meng Fei was extremely excited and his sense of accomplishment was through the roof.
In the novel industry even if you are an editor If you don’t bring out a few famous authors, no one will believe your ability.
Once you can train a master, your position in the industry will definitely increase greatly and even your salary will increase sharply. It was not impossible to become a chief editor.
But now is not the time for Meng Fei to think about such trivial matters. After reading that novel, he felt that his body needed to move, and there was a flame that he hadn’t felt in two years.
Since that car accident, his family had almost fallen apart as he couldn’t even touch his wife. He felt very inferior. It was so miserable to be looked down upon by his boss outside and his wife at home.
But today, he was about to start to regain his power and make that girl kneel and beg for mercy.
Meng Fei’s eyes showed a raging fire, and at the same time he was also emotional. This masterpiece saved his life. It was no less than a magic potion.
Thinking of this, he walked towards his wife’s bedroom, exuding unprecedented confidence.
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“Finally, the signing is successful. The next step is to continue writing the manuscript and post all the remaining chapters.” Xia Ping clenched his fists. He planned to write 500,000 words of this novel. If he wrote 20,000 words per hour it would at least take twenty five hours.
Of course, he had to go to class, and he could write for at most eight hours a day. So he had to write for about three days.
Some people said that some novels had millions of words at every turn and a mere 500,000 words were nothing. But for erotic novels, a dozen or two hundred thousand words were normal.
With half a million words, it was already a masterpiece.
“Okay, fight on and keep making money!”
Xia Ping immediately turned on the computer and crazily typed on it. Before going to bed, he planned to type tens of thousands of words.