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Even Qiao Yu, who was used to Qiao Jingjing's captivating beauty, couldn't help but take a second look.
He sat down on the sofa and took out his phone to order takeout.
Qiao Jingjing kicked him with her feet, her eyes glued to the LCD TV, "Go, go, go cook."
"Cook?" Qiao Yu was taken aback. "Why cook? Just order takeout."
Qiao Jingjing picked up a grape, popped it into her rosy lips, then spat out the skin with a "plop," giving him a charmingly disdainful look.
"It's been said online that takeout food isn't clean, so we should eat healthier and cook for ourselves from now on."
"I was the one who did it," Qiao Yu said, pursing his lips.
"Stop talking nonsense, I've bought the groceries, so you can cook." Qiao Jingjing said matter-of-factly.
There was a block of tofu, a fish, some green vegetables, and celery in the kitchen.
That's just right for making one meat dish and two vegetable dishes.
Tofu stewed with fish, garlic-flavored greens, and celery stir-fried with meat.
Qiao Yu inherited his cooking skills from his mother, but he's lazy and usually orders takeout whenever possible.
The aroma of the food wafted into the living room, making Qiao Jingjing's mouth water. She slipped in her slippers and sneaked in to steal a bite.
Qiao Yu was filled with resentment.
He grabbed her hand and pushed her away.
Qiao Jingjing rubbed her stomach, pitifully acting coquettish.
"Sister is hungry..."
Qiao Yu shuddered violently, his skin crawling with goosebumps.
At 25 years old, why are you still trying to act cute and coquettish like a young girl?
During the meal, Qiao Yu looked at the older sister across from him with her chubby cheeks and said:
“My father told me yesterday that we should go home next week because my mother misses us.”
Qiao Jingjing paused in her eating.
Her delicate, oval face lifted from the rice bowl, like a wary little fox, and she mumbled indistinctly:
"What's wrong? Do you want me to go on another blind date?"
"The old man says no, but I don't think we can trust him." Qiao Yu shrugged: "You know how cunning the old man is."
“I don’t have time. I’m not available this weekend. You can go back by yourself and just say I’m working overtime,” Qiao Jingjing said.
"I'm not going back either."
Qiao Jingjing asked in confusion, "What?"
"I have something to do this weekend."
"A date?" Qiao Jingjing's aura changed.
"Don't even think about asking me out." Qiao Yu rolled his eyes. "I found a job, and I'll probably have to work overtime this weekend."
How can you make money without writing? Once you enter the world of online literature, there's no turning back!
"You can look for a job during the summer break. It's almost finals, so you should just focus on studying. Don't fail and get a beating from your dad with a feather duster."
Qiao Jingjing licked her lips and let out a comfortable burp, "I won't save you then."
"When have you ever saved me? Every time Dad beat me, you were just watching the show with glee. Qiao Jingjing, you have a terrible conscience." Qiao Yu was filled with resentment.
Qiao Jingjing then made a face at him.
After the meal, Qiao Jingjing was in charge of washing the dishes.
Qiao Yu sat in the living room checking the status of the novel.
The novel has been serialized for 10 chapters, and the number of readers seems to be quite good.
In the newbie help group.
Qiao Yu sent an emoji as a response.
He was noticed very quickly.
[Brother Cucumber, how many favorites has your new book gotten?]
【1000. 】
【Huh, how much?】
【1000? What happened?】
I remember you only released your book a day ago.
Qiao Yu thought about it and realized that it wasn't even 24 hours at most.
[I'd say it's a day!]
[1000 views in one day, oh my god.]
In the group chat, the author "Big Muscle Man" asked Qiao Yu about it.
Oh, it seems you've signed a contract?
Upon opening the link to Qiao Yu's new book, "Big Muscle King" was taken aback once again.
To know.
He wrote 15 words but still didn't get a contract.
But I didn't expect it.
Qiao Yu's new book was signed after only 20,000 words.
No.
To be precise, the contract was signed in just a few thousand words.
Because the last five chapters were clearly released not long ago.
This basically means that Qiao Yu probably signed a contract as soon as he published the book.
[Have you been featured?]
"Big Muscle Man" asked again.
【No. 】
Qiao Yu shook his head in response.
Recommendations mean the website helps promote the product.
Once a book has been signed and is deemed valuable, the website will display it on various pages for a certain period of time.
Having signed a contract but not yet receiving recommendations is generally referred to as "going naked" (or "going naked").
"Naked run" means there is no recommendation, and the work attracts traffic solely based on its own merits.
However, without recommendations, works generally go unnoticed and therefore unlikely to be collected.
Qiao Yu's post wasn't recommended because he had just signed a contract; he was essentially posting without any promotion.
This is why "Big Muscle Man" was shocked.
Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap...
What's the name of your book again? I'll go take another look.
Somewhat agitated, "Big Muscle Man" did not reply further.
Actually, he clicked on and took a look when Qiao Yu first published his book.
However, since I wasn't familiar with Qiao Yu, and everyone's so-called mutual help was really just giving him a favorite to make my stats look better.
Basically, people won't pay much attention to your work.
People only care about what they write.
But now we see that Qiao Yu's work, even while completely unfurled, gained 1000 favorites in just one day.
This data is a bit outrageous.
……
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27. The entanglement between Qiao Jingjing and Sang Zhi;
"Big Muscle King" has never signed a contract.
But they are still very clear about the rules within the circle.
There are generally two possible explanations for this situation.
Or, he's manipulating the data.
This work might become a huge hit.
The laptop sat on the glass coffee table, and Qiao Yu typed for a while.
Typing speed needs improvement.
In the world of online novel writing, speed is key.
After typing the last word, Qiao Yu looked up and glanced at Qiao Jingjing, who was bending over to wipe the table.
The tight jeans hugged her perfectly developed hips, which resembled a full moon.
Qiao Yu felt a chill run down his spine, silently reciting "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form," fearing that a notification would pop into his mind and a task like "stroking Qiao Jingjing's buttocks" would appear.
I should really talk to Mo Xiangwan and get to know her better.
Or perhaps you could ask Sangzhi to look at the graduation photos.
This thought came to Qiao Yu's mind.
At this moment, my roommate Yang Zihang shared a post in the group chat.