Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

"I'm not a three-year-old child. Is this urine?" Liu Piaopiao asked back with confidence.

Wang Zihao put his hand under his nose and smelled it.

Liu Piaopiao felt a little disgusted, spat, and went upstairs to take a shower.

After smelling it, Wang Zihao confirmed that it was not it and went upstairs to take a shower.

Jinhu Mansion, in the study.

Lao Wang sat at the computer desk with high spirits and started typing.

But compared to the previous few days, this spirit is a little weaker.

Because it has 30,000 words and the book has not been published yet, it means that the editor is not optimistic about his book and will not sign a contract with him.

I heard that some books have tens or even millions of words before they are signed, and then they become a huge hit.

With this inspiring hope, Lao Wang racked his brains to type.

After typing for an hour, Lao Wang's neck became numb and he stopped typing.

I'm out of words and inspiration.

Four thousand words a day is not easy to finish even for an online article.

My son is really not a human being. Is it possible for a human being to type at such a fast speed?

Not to mention his son, even Lao Wang feels it is not easy for Ma Tengfei to write five or six thousand words a day.

I worked so hard and wrote so well, but the editor was so blind that he didn't even give me a short message.

The more Lao Wang thought about it, the more angry he became. My son is the emperor in online novels, how bad can I be?

"A Fei, how about you help me take a look at the novel I wrote?" Lao Wang sent a message to Ma Tengfei.

"Uncle, have you started writing?" Ma Tengfei was surprised. His good friend's father really wanted to get into this business.

As soon as he sent the message, Ma Tengfei received a reply from Lao Wang.

is a link.

After opening the link, Ma Tengfei didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

It’s more than 30,000 words.

The most important thing is that the status is still unsigned.

"Uncle, you haven't signed the contract, right?" Ma Tengfei asked.

"Not signed." Lao Wang's face turned red. He still remembered how excited he was when he created the work and published the first chapter.

The broad road is right under your feet.

Let’s set off!
After his work passed review and was released to the public, Lao Wang felt that he was about to take off.

As a result, I wrote 4,000 words a day for more than a week, and 30,000 words, but there was no progress at all.

Not even a single recommendation vote!
He has only a dozen collections, and including his own investments in new books, there are only three.

This is a fake website.

My son's books have millions of collections, hundreds of thousands of subscribers, and an average subscription of over 300,000. Where did it come from?
"Uncle, wait a minute, I'll help you take a look." After Ma Tengfei replied to Lao Wang's message, he hurried to read the book written by Lao Wang.

Seeing this, Ma Tengfei's face turned bitter.

What kind of crap is this? It's even more childish than what I wrote when I first rushed into the online literature circle.

Pretending to be profound, but actually extremely childish.

It was a waste of time to read the information in "The Newcomer's Path to Godhood", it was just for self-entertainment.

The first chapter is about a fight, which takes up the entire chapter. It's really confusing.

The color video gets straight to the point right away without any foreshadowing, and the audience really loves it.

But online articles are not erotic videos. Most of the time, readers are very cultured and don’t like to read erotic texts.

Uncle Wang’s opening description of the fight is quite gorgeous, but it doesn’t reveal any worldview, nor does it point out why the fight takes place…

It’s really hard to put it into words.

"How is it?" Just when he didn't know how to reply to Lao Wang, Ma Tengfei received a message from Lao Wang.

"Uncle, how about we imitate the beginnings of those books on the new book list?" Ma Tengfei replied tactfully.

"Didn't you say that eight out of ten of those books were sold through operations?" Lao Wang asked.

"But eight out of ten books on operations do have some strength," said Ma Tengfei.

Haohao and I don't need to watch it, but why shouldn't you, a newcomer?

You don't even have one tenth of their skills.

The language of the wind.

After taking a shower, Wang Zihao wanted to go to the study to busy himself, but when he saw Liu Piaopiao sitting in the living room watching TV, playing with her phone and eating snacks, looking very lonely, he sat over and asked about his sister-in-law's work and life.

"Why aren't you watching Nanhu TV? That should be the ace show tonight, right?" Wang Zihao looked for the remote control. Liu Piaopiao was looking at her phone most of the time anyway, so there was no problem in changing the channel.

"No need to watch it, it has been stopped." Liu Piaopiao pulled out the remote control that was pressed under her butt and handed it to Wang Zihao.

"What?" Wang Zihao was surprised. "That's the flagship program of Nanhu TV. Its credentials are not comparable to "Singer" and "Masked Singer", and the revenue is not bad either."

"What's the use? It's blocked anyway." Liu Piaopiao said nonchalantly.

"Why?" Although Wang Zihao is still cooperating with Nanhu Satellite TV on "The Strongest Challenge on Earth", he doesn't know much about it.

Liu Piaopiao sneered: "Given the nature of Nanhu TV, this flagship program has been running for nearly 20 years. Even if it is suspended, it can't be so sudden."

Wang Zihao nodded secretly.

Liu Piaopiao said, "Normally, they would start promoting the show half a year in advance, and then invite all the big stars to come and reminisce about the show's past. For the last episode, they would hold a farewell party, and half of the entertainment industry would come to attend. The ticket money and advertising fees would cost at least several hundred million."

Wang Zihao blinked his eyes. It turned out that none of the girls from the Liu family were easy to deal with. They were both awesome and beautiful!

Indeed, with such obvious resources, why did Nanhu give up for no reason?

"There is only one reason. The people on this show have caused great damage to Nanhu TV and even destroyed half of the entertainment industry." Liu Piaopiao said shockingly, "In order to protect Nanhu TV, the entertainment industry, or in other words, to protect certain unspoken rules, Nanhu TV had to sacrifice this trump card program."

Wang Zihao was stunned. Am I too naive? I have been to Nanhu Terrace so many times but haven't found any gossip.

Liu Piaopiao stretched out her legs and kicked her old classmate: "You are no different from before. You have a little cleverness, but you have almost no vision for the world. My third sister protected you too well."

Wang Zihao is ashamed. It's not just your third sister. Xu Meili is also trying hard to protect me. Even your second sister has such thoughts and behaviors.

Not to mention Chen Tianxian, who made it clear that she didn't want him to do everything personally, and just wanted him to focus on his creation.

The rest, leave it to them.

"Your third sister is so nice!" Wang Zihao said sincerely.

"Of course, she has always been lucky." Liu Piaopiao said, "But for such an important matter as choosing you, not only are my second uncle and second aunt cautious and distrustful, I myself feel it is not right."

"You want to alienate me and your third sister again." Wang Zihao said.

"It's not about alienating her. If my third sister really made the right choice, then no matter how much I try to alienate her, it will be useless, right?" Liu Piaopiao said, "People really do have luck."

As she spoke, she talked about a senior in her college.

That boy's luck is really amazing.

An old classmate of his revealed that when they played cards together in high school, he had a terrible card skill but never lost, and every time he had a bomb hand.

Invite classmates to drink and only bring one portion of money, buy one bottle first, then if you win, order another bottle, and then win again.

The most exaggerated time was that I bought half a box of drinks for one dollar.

The school is in the suburbs, and the bus schedule is unstable, so people have to wait for more than 20 minutes each time.

But whenever I go out with him, the bus will come in three minutes at most. When I was in high school, I played with my phone and always managed to avoid the teachers. I once spent three hundred yuan to buy a second-hand phone that originally cost eight thousand yuan.

It broke down the next day, so he sent it for repair. His classmates laughed at him, but the school conducted a major inspection that day and he was the only one who survived.

After the phone was repaired, it never broke again.

He went out to play slot machines and marbles, and he always won money.

As long as he sneaked out to surf the Internet, the school would not check his dormitory, as if they were cooperating with him.

His usual grades were just below the second-tier line, but inexplicably he scored 30 points higher than the first-tier line in the college entrance examination. In his words, he guessed all the answers correctly.

This is a 211 score, but he insisted on going to 985, which is the university that Liu Piaopiao attended.

In the end, he was admitted to a very popular major as the last one.

He doesn't like going to school, so he didn't take the postgraduate entrance examination and is preparing to take the civil service examination.

Less than two months after graduation, and without even finishing his studies, he was admitted to a municipal agency, and he guessed correctly all the questions he didn't know.

He is neither tall nor handsome, and has never been popular with girls since he was young. But when he reached the marriageable age, girls actually took the initiative to pursue him.

The girl's father is a bank president. She comes from a wealthy family and has a sweet appearance.

Just like that, not only did she not ask him for a penny of betrothal gift, but she also paid for a house.

He also had his troubles. When he returned to his alma mater and drank with his younger classmates, he complained that he wanted two children, a boy and a girl, preferably a brother and a sister.

But his wife refused to have two children.

After returning home, his wife was pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl, with the boy being born first.

"When you put it that way, I feel like I would not be a human being if I abandoned your third sister," Wang Zihao said.

Liu Piaopiao's eyes widened: "How could you have such an idea? Only the governor is allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps. Don't you understand this?"

"Does that mean your third sister has to abandon me?" Wang Zihao asked.

"Of course I need to say it." Liu Piaopiao is very feminist.

After a pause, she didn't know what was wrong with her, and continued: "People are really strange. They chat until the early morning or even all night long, revealing their true feelings to each other. But one day, they suddenly become strangers who will never contact each other again."

Wang Zihao couldn't help but ask: "Are you thinking about your ex-boyfriend?"

Liu Piaopiao said, "I'm not a girl with an underdeveloped cerebellum or a completely underdeveloped brain. I don't have busts like airports. Can't I think about my ex-boyfriend?"

"Of course, I miss my ex-girlfriend too." Wang Zihao said.

Liu Piaopiao suddenly rode on Wang Zihao and said, "How dare you say that to me?"

Wang Zihao's face pressed against the sofa cushion, half disappearing, his voice unclear: "I'm not telling your third sister, what should I be afraid of?"

"Does the surveillance camera at home have the function of collecting sound?" Liu Piaopiao looked up at the surveillance camera.

"The current surveillance is just a decoration. The power is out." Wang Zihao said.

It was Teacher Liu who made the decision. He was very considerate.

Maybe there were times when she didn't want to watch the surveillance video, but when she found out what Xu Meili was doing with her boyfriend, she still felt a little uneasy.

"Really?" Liu Piaopiao's eyes lit up.

"How about I turn on the power first?" Wang Zihao discussed with Liu Piaopiao.

"Why turn on the power?" Liu Piaopiao sat down.

Wang Zihao groaned. This level of violence was not too severe.

"You'll be gentler when the power is on." The force on half of Wang Zihao's face became lighter, and most of it floated out of the sofa cushion.

"You make it sound like I was very violent in the past. If you were like this now, and behaved obediently, would I have nothing better to do than to fight with you?" Liu Piaopiao looked down at her.

She was wearing a pink chiffon nightgown. She had a slim figure, fair skin, a slightly upturned nose, watery eyes, and rosy lips. She was flawless.

The delicate feet were wearing a pair of white fluffy slippers, looking lazy and elegant.

Her hair is messy and draped over her waist, which is sexy and charming.

At this time, the cell phone next to Wang Zihao rang with a message alert.

"Get up. I have to be busy." Wang Zihao picked up his cell phone and tilted his head to read the message.

Sent by Ma Tengfei.

"You go ahead and do your thing. I'll ride for a while." Liu Piaopiao didn't get off.

Wang Zihao didn't care much about it, as long as it didn't involve 69 or face-riding, he could accept it.

"Haohao, your dad has also entered the online writing circle and has written more than 30,000 words." Wang Zihao was surprised when he saw the message from his good friend.

Dad is serious.

Wang Zihao clicked on the link sent by his good friend and entered the homepage of the novel written by Lao Wang.

Fantasy channel, oriental fantasy genre.

"Your father is very unconvinced and also wants to prove that he can become the first generation of rich people?" Liu Piaopiao behind Wang Zihao leaned over to look at the message with Wang Zihao.

"Don't talk to me, let me take a look." Wang Zihao lay on the sofa and started reading Lao Wang's new book.

After reading half a chapter, he covered his face.

In the name of the rising sun in the east, I dare not write this.

Your introduction to the world view is pretty good, and the beginning is a chapter of inexplicable fighting. The seven-fighting formula is well studied, so at least it's passable.

The fighting is barely okay, but you could at least insert some background to expand the world view or plot.

No!

It's just a fight, and the description is as gorgeous as that in "The Great Ruler".

"Let him write. Unless he writes hundreds of millions of words, we can't tell whether he has talent or whether he can make a living from it. Anyway, he has enough food and clothing now, so let him do it on his own. If he doesn't tell me, just assume that I don't know." Wang Zihao replied to Ma Tengfei.

"Don't you have any opinions? I don't know how to comment on it." Ma Tengfei was embarrassed.

"Just say that there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers," Wang Zihao replied.

"What is Hamlet?" Ma Tengfei wondered.

"One thousand readers, one thousand ruthless emperors." Wang Zihao explained.

Ma Tengfei understood this: "Okay, I will try my best to lead Uncle Wang on the right path and avoid taking detours."

After finishing the chat with Ma Tengfei, Wang Zihao received a message from Liu Xiangxiang.

Without opening the chat box, Wang Zihao looked behind him nervously.

Fortunately, Liu Piaopiao was sitting on him with her back to him, looking at her phone.

I didn't know what she was looking at, but her lower body kept twisting unconsciously.

So naive, otherwise which girl would do this in front of me?

"Brother-in-law, we will go back tomorrow! Did you miss me?" This was Liu Xiangxiang's message.

"Of course, you're so cute." Nice words don't cost money, and Wang Zihao is never stingy with nice words and compliments to the girls around him.

"Hehe, what's so cute about it?" Liu Xiangxiang enjoyed it very much.

"She's cute everywhere." Wang Zihao felt relaxed because Liu Piaopiao had her back to him.

If she turned around, he would be able to feel it without even looking.

After chatting with Liu Xiangxiang for an unknown period of time, Wang Zihao suddenly felt a subtle warm current passing through his buttocks and thighs. (End of this chapter)