I will never give in to Miss Death

At that time, I felt like I was being dragged by the goddess of time and running forward vigorously. As soon as I finished my school courses, I immediately found a job with almost no income. I worked for a few months to complete my social practice, and then graduated from university successfully. Then I immediately found a new job, rented a small house, and started a busy and fulfilling life in society.

At that time, a stationery store had just opened near the rental house. Many items inside were on sale, so I went there to join in the fun and bought a lot of stationery and daily necessities, including a tape measure.

I know that tape measures are generally used to measure waist and chest circumference. They may be necessary daily necessities for girls, but they are dispensable for boys, especially ordinary middle-aged men. For men, as long as the clothes can be worn, it doesn't matter if they are a size bigger or smaller.

In this context, this tape measure has not been of any help in my life since I bought it, except for the time when I used it to measure the length of the network cable when it was damaged by a mouse.

I never thought that I would be able to find it one day.

"Height... uh... 139? Is this number serious?"

I stepped on one end of the tape measure with my little foot, raised the other end with my little hand and pulled it all the way to the top of my head, forcibly pressing down the dangling hair, roughly aiming it at a position slightly above the forehead. I held the ruler with my fingers, released my little foot from the ruler, and took a look at the scale on it -

139 cm, all aspects.

Although I know that I look like a cute little girl because of the evil taste of a certain death god, but you can't be less than 1.4 meters tall, right? Is this ruler broken?

Not believing it, I measured my height again using the same method as before.

"138 centimeters... How come this time it's not even 139!"

After seeing the second measurement results, I felt like something broke inside me.

What's wrong with being so short! I don't have the strength, I have to jump up to sit on a chair, it's hard to lift a kitchen knife, and I'm so sensitive. I wore sandals for less than half an hour and my whole feet turned red. Is this the so-called retribution? !

I remember that when I was a kid, I stuffed firecrackers into the cabbages in their garden with my friends, secretly wrote lesbian stories about my crush on my female classmates and class teacher in middle school, and used "cut" instead of "copy" when I borrowed a computer from my roommate to copy a movie in college. Why did my life become such a mess?

"You stinking god of death, wait a minute, I'll bear with you for now."

As an amateur novelist, even though I had already imagined countless plots related to the Death Girl in my mind, I still suppressed the resentment and anger in my heart and brought the ruler to my chest.

Forbearance! Growth!

Now it seems that the Grim Reaper cannot monitor me from all directions, and she must be very busy at work. As long as I show submissiveness and make her let down her guard, then I will definitely have a chance to turn the tables.

No matter what, my computer browsing history and the things I have done in the past must never be made public.

Exposing your browser history and hobbies to your family and friends, and forcing you to read your friends' reactions one by one, is there any punishment in the world more vicious than this?

That guy is probably not the god of death, he is a devil! A devil!

"Chest size... 71? Or 72? Anyway, it's about the same, just a little bit."

After measuring my chest, I felt my face getting hot, so I moved the ruler down and measured my waist and hips.

Although this body is not well developed, it is still a girl's body after all. It is too stimulating for me, who has an uncle's soul. I'd better not look at places like the chest and the lower abdomen.

"53 and 78. The measurements may not be accurate because they are measured through clothes, but these are roughly the numbers."

Thinking that most clothes don't have very strict requirements on measurements, and basically knowing the height is enough, I went back to the computer desk, lifted up one of my white and tender feet, and held the tape measure in both hands close to it.

"About 21 centimeters."

Taking out my phone, I searched online for the shoe size corresponding to 21 cm and concluded that it was a size 32 shoe.

Okay, everything is ready. My height is 140 cm and my shoe size is 32.

Based on the measured data, I opened the food delivery app, found the supermarket I had just selected, and first sorted the clothes and pants according to price from low to high.

The smallest size for clothes in the adult section is S, and there is no XS size any smaller, and the same goes for pants.

The size S means that this dress is suitable for people with a height of 160 to 165 cm, which is not suitable for me.

In desperation, I opened the children's section, where there were very few types of clothes and the prices were a little higher, but at least the sizes were right.

I also sorted the items by price from low to high, and finally I chose a set of clothes suitable for girls between 145 and 150 cm tall. The top is a light blue T-shirt with a heart pattern printed on it, and the bottom is shorts of similar color. It comes with a mini leather belt, and the total price is 68 yuan.

Of course, there are also dresses in the children's area. Compared with the combination of tops and pants, one dress is enough and the price is cheap. In theory, it is my first choice in terms of cost performance, but...

But my self-esteem as an uncle made me reject this kind of clothes at the first sight of the skirt.

Even if I jump from the third floor and die outside and be humiliated by the god of death, I would rather not wear a skirt!

Reluctantly adding the T-shirt and denim shorts to the shopping cart, I moved to the lingerie area and, despite the fever on my face, chose a simple white set that suited my height. The small bra and panties cost a total of 48 yuan.

Finally, let’s talk about shoes. This supermarket doesn’t have many shoes. There is only one pair of shoes in size 32, a pair of thick-soled white shoes exclusively for girls that costs 40 yuan, plus a pair of the cheapest socks for 5 yuan.

Check all items and check out, 161 yuan, free shipping.

Automatically select the merchant’s coupon for a 99 yuan discount on purchases over 3 yuan, a total of 158 yuan.

Looking at the huge number "158" on the screen of my mobile phone, I felt like my heart was bleeding.

so expensive!

This is my food expenses for more than a week!

So that evil-minded Grim Reaper definitely did it on purpose. Since she can create a body at will, it would be no problem for her to give me a similar body of an old man. This way, I wouldn't have to spend extra money on clothes. Turning me into a little lolita would definitely increase the difficulty...

Don’t think about it, just endure it!

No matter how much I don't want to, life still has to go on. If I don't buy clothes, I can't go out. If I can't go out, I can't buy vegetables. If I can't buy vegetables, I will starve to death. I can't save this money.

After filling in the address of the rental house and writing clearly in the notes (needs to be delivered to the 3rd floor, no elevator), I gritted my teeth and pressed the "Pay" button.

[Your order has taken effect, the merchant is preparing the goods, the estimated delivery time is 14:45~15:05]

With the idea of ​​"out of sight, out of mind", I threw my phone onto the computer desk, opened the drawer under the desk, and pulled out a baseball cap that was still in its packaging.

It is not actually accurate to call it a peaked cap, because its shape is somewhat similar to a navy cap, or the cap of "Hikari", one of the six drive crew members in "Kantai Collection".

The hat is dark blue in color with two white rings, a fleet anchor logo in the middle and a metal pendant with the Roman numeral III on the left, indicating that this destroyer belongs to the Fubuki class, which is a Type III ship.

I won this hat last year on the "Yaedo Novels" website. At that time, the website was holding an event where every reader who subscribed to a certain amount of novels had a chance to win a prize. I had never even won the "another bottle" when buying jasmine honey tea in my life, but I was extremely lucky that day and won this hat.

However, when the hat was delivered that day, I just took a look at it and threw it into the drawer as a decoration, for the simple reason that it was too delicate.

This hat is fine for girls, but it looks weird on an old man.

Now I have become a little Lolita, and the hair on my back that grows to my hips has become very troublesome. However, I do not plan to cut my hair. First of all, cutting hair, especially for girls, will cost a lot of money. Secondly, I am a long-hair fan. If I really cut this beautiful long hair, I probably won’t be able to forgive myself.

So what can we do? Just make do with what we have.

After unpacking the hat, I tried to put it on my head in front of the computer, adjusted the angle slightly, and then smoothed the long hair on my back.

Well... it feels okay, at least the hair at the back is not so messy anymore.

After roughly tidying up my messy bangs in front of the computer screen, I turned on the computer screen again, opened the typing software, straightened my body, and took a deep breath.

"start!"

No, 007 At this moment, I hold hope in my hands

While waiting for the delivery guy to deliver the clothes, I began to make major revisions to my novel.

I have to say that the comments from the editor named Rabbit were very on point. Before, when I wrote novels, I would just say “I think it should be written this way.” Now, after she reminded me, I understand that we cannot be selfish when writing novels. We authors are waiters, and only by serving every reader well can we earn royalties.

"Crackling..."

In the quiet little room, the mechanical keyboard that had been used for several years was clanging as I typed on it.

The hands of girls, especially little girls, are very different from those of uncles. The feeling of typing that I had before disappeared without a trace at this moment with the changes in my body. I used to be able to type blindly at the computer screen, but now I can only return to the novice mode of looking at the keyboard and the screen at the same time. The efficiency of typing has also declined significantly, but this does not hinder my enthusiasm for signing the contract.

At worst, I can just adapt again. It’s no big deal!

As a man, you must have the courage to face the blood and bleak life!

In three days, we solved the novel contract and rent problems!

At present, the rent problem can only be solved by tomorrow's offline author meeting. As for the signing of the novel, it depends on whether the second manuscript can be approved.

As long as I can solve these two problems, I can wait for that bastard Grim Reaper to come in three days. If she is in a good mood, maybe I can go back to my previous life...

"Cut out all the description at the beginning, cut out all the useless dialogue, and start directly with the conflict."

I repeated the editor's words several times in my mind in front of the computer. I deleted a lot of content in the manuscript according to my own understanding, and then changed a lot of the "toxic" plots mentioned by the editor.

Twenty minutes later, I tried to package the revised novel and outline, and first sent a message to the editor, "Hello, I am the author who submitted the novel internally before. I have modified the beginning and outline as required. Please help me take a look at the new manuscript", and then sent the packaged file over.

As an author who has signed a contract before, I know very well that at this time you must never send words such as "Are you there?" or "Hello" to the editor and then wait for the other party's reply.

Because my previous editor once warned me about this matter - if you have something to say, just say it. If you send me a "Are you there?" message again, I won't be recommended next month.

From then on, I understood the principle of "speaking of the matter". Every editor has hundreds or even thousands of authors under his command, and a large number of people add him as a friend and submit their works every day. If the first sentence each person asks is "Are you there?" and then says nothing else, the editor will be annoyed to death.

[The other party has accepted your file and submitted the novel and outline.rar]

Sure enough, less than ten seconds after I sent the file, the editor of Miguabao Light Novel Network named "Rabbit" accepted my manuscript.

[This time it’s much better, you are quite talented]

A few minutes later, the other party sent me a reply that made me extremely excited:

[You can sign the contract. I will send you the signing process and some notes later. Have you written a book on other websites before? ]

【Written】

I quickly replied honestly: [I wrote a book with over 200 million copies sold, but that website went bankrupt]

[Closed down? Yaedo light novel? ]

【right】

[Okay then, have you decided to sign the contract here? ]

[It has been decided. Thank you for the editor’s advice]

[Okay, create an author account and publish the book. I will send you the contract and other things.]

Finally, the editor added: [After signing the contract, I will add you to the group of contracted authors, and if the data is good in the future, you can join the high-end author group]

Are there any high-end author groups here?

[Just think of it as the experience of the protagonist in the novel. You can join the ordinary author group by signing a contract. The high-end author group only accepts elites. After signing a contract, you need to reach an average subscription of 1000 to enter the high-end author group.]

An average of 1000 subscriptions? That’s a pretty impressive number.

I was quietly calculating in my mind.

The average subscription is 1000, which means that every time the author updates a chapter, he or she will earn 1000 subscriptions that day.

The subscription here refers to the number of people, to be more specific, it is "the number of people who have paid to buy this chapter of the novel." 1000 subscriptions means that 1000 people bought a chapter of your novel on that day.

According to the current standards of the novel industry, the price of a 1000-word novel is generally around 5 cents. Most websites have discounts of 5% to 2000% for high VIP levels. Here we use the undiscounted 1 cents as the calculation. In most cases, a chapter of a novel has 1000 words, so the selling price is 1000 cents. 0.1 subscriptions means that 1000 people have bought this chapter of the novel, so it is 100 yuan * people, which is yuan.

An average subscription of 1000 means that an author can earn 100 yuan for updating one chapter of the novel. If there are two updates a day, even if there are discounts and some readers who are unwilling to pay do not subscribe because they do not have coupons, there are still about 1500 subscriptions. Three updates generally means 2000 subscriptions, 200 yuan.

It takes an average person about 2000 hours to write 2 words, and writing three times a day is exactly 6 to 8 hours, which is similar to working hours, and there are no days off.

By this calculation, if an author with 1000 average subscriptions works full-time and sits in front of a computer for eight hours a day to update three chapters, his daily salary would be about 200 yuan, and his monthly royalties would be 6000 yuan, which is enough to make a living.

Am I...qualified to join such a high-end group of authors?

[Oh, by the way, there is also a group of great authors above the high-end author group. There are only 19 people in it at present, and the average subscription is required to be at least 3000]

[I'm just mentioning this to you casually. After all, the 3000 average subscription threshold is very high. My group of great authors has remained at 19 people for three years. Can you become one of them? Young man. ]

I……

For some reason, looking at the slightly provocative words of the editor "Rabbit" on the screen, I felt an inexplicable surge of blood in my heart.

Should I say he is an expert at playing with words? This editor is really good...

[I will aim to become a great author]

After a few seconds of silence in front of the computer, I replied excitedly: [Please feel free to give me your advice if there are any deficiencies in the future]

The editor didn't say anything more about this matter, but sent a website and a contract.

[One photo of the front and back of your ID card, which must be clear enough to see every word on it, and a bank card and the mobile phone number bound to this bank card. You can take a look at the contract today and send the book. It is estimated that it will be reviewed and approved tomorrow. Then you can go to this website to sign the contract]

[Fill in your name, pen name, book title, bank card number, ID number, address, etc. Don't make any mistakes]

[Tell me when you submit the contract tomorrow and I will add you to the ordinary author group]

[Also, remember to update on time every day and pay attention to the conditions for full attendance. It is not recommended to miss too many updates.]

So professional!

Is this the number one beautiful girl editor of the largest two-dimensional website?

"Remember you said that home is the only castle, and it will continue to run along the rice-scented river..."

To my surprise, the phone on the desk suddenly lit up and rang with the sound of an unknown call.