It was another beautiful morning, and I got up and washed up as usual and went to the computer desk.

After turning on the computer, he skillfully lit a candle in the southeast corner of the computer desk, and then opened the writer's assistant software.

Network creation, luck first, creativity second, this is the first step before he codes words every day, first ignite luck, so that when coding words, the magic can be boundless and inspired.

After doing all this, he didn't start coding directly, but opened the QQ software.

Suddenly, a continuous "Didi" sound sounded.

Glancing at the list of information, there was a hint of helplessness on his face.

There is no contact with female readers, and it is a group of critical readers @him, what is interesting.

After thinking about it, he clicked on the author group to see what the bigwigs were talking about, and learn some experience by the way.

Tsing Yi Drunk:

If there are two websites, A and B, A bids about 100 shares per thousand words, and there is an opportunity to travel abroad every year, and the writer is given five insurances and one housing fund.

Website B is the Department of Literature, there is no guarantee, only the signing fee is fifty-fifty, but it promises to let you have a platinum contract within one year.

So may I ask...... Do these two sites have a fart relationship with you? Still in the water group not to code words?

Yun Dongliu: I hid my private money again today, my wife doesn't know, Meizizi!

Qi Peijia: I will take a leave of absence today, because I am going to attend the annual meeting of China Literature!

Wu Ma Xing: This year I am the Twelve Heavenly Kings, and I will swell my waist for a while (proudly cross my waist.jpg)

Zhuge Wanjun: Is there anyone who fights Warcraft together, put aside the code words, the game makes you happy!

……

glanced at the chat of the big guys, and suddenly felt humble and weak, and then skillfully typed in a line of words "big guys 666", and then closed the group chat.

I opened the writer's assistant again, clicked on the outline list of "I Am the Boss Behind the Scenes", and tried to start coding words.

But after typing in the first line, he skillfully opened station B to watch the video, then opened steam to play the game, and then watched it again, and the last person stood in front of the window and watched the night fall.

As for codewords? Didn't you code a line of words (a knife slashed puzzled face.jpg)

He is such a self-disciplined author, when he says code words, he keeps saying that he will never act......

So today is another day of hitting the streets.

He also has a low status in the author group, and he can only watch the bigwigs pretend to be coercive with envy, humble and real.

Of course, sometimes the bosses in the group will pretend to be forced to encounter the areas he is good at, and that is when it is time for him to play.

For example, to compare whose new book is more on the street, he deservedly jumped out and said:

"Who else is me!"

and used tearful screenshot data to tell the bigwigs in the group, you are all younger brothers, and I am the most popular.

……

Looking at the time, it was getting closer and closer to the early hours of the morning.

I know it's time to get into the state codeword, after all, there are so many lovely readers waiting for the update, and as a good author, I can't live up to their expectations.

So he deleted the line he typed out in the morning and changed it to "Take a day off and organize the outline".

In just a few hundred words of follow-up, the day's task was completed again, and I sat down on the chair with a sense of relief, feeling that the hard day had passed.

Next, he turned on his phone and started looking at the book, this chapter said.

Dreamtime: I can't keep even the most basic updates, the author I misread you (angry.jpg)

Orange heart leaves: burp ~ delicious ~

Fox Jiujun: Daily check-in!

……

After glancing at it, a hint of shame appeared on the face of the slasher.

Don't I still have readers? How can you be sorry for them.

No, I have to delete the leave slip and start coding!

So with a serious face, he opened the author's assistant again and clicked on the book "I Am the Boss Behind the Scenes", but after his eyes swept over the poor daily reading, his face still showed a trace of helplessness.

When will I be the platinum of China Literature...... There's no end in sight!

At this time, he suddenly thought of a post he had stumbled upon on the Internet before. In the post, he described in detail a very metaphysical altar that is said to grant any wish.

If all this is true, then godhood is just around the corner.

According to the owner, the altar described in the post is recorded in a broken ancient book dug up from an ancient tomb, so it is feasible to lose it.

In this regard, I don't believe in a single punctuation mark.

Are you kidding...... I've never believed in metaphysics or anything like that!

But I glanced at the candle in the southeast corner, and then skillfully opened the webpage, clicked on the posts that I had collected at that time, and carefully checked them......

Since the strength is not good, then try to become a god in metaphysics.

After carefully reviewing the post three times, I found that the way to build the altar does not seem to be difficult, and many materials can be found in reality.

Thinking of this, he looked at the candle that was about to go out in the southeast corner again, and then clicked on the universal shopping website and placed a series of orders.

……

Soon a year passed quickly.

During this period, the slash was still hitting the streets, and he had long forgotten the matter of buying materials to build the altar and then making a wish. At that time, after waiting for a week with great anticipation after the altar was built, he lost interest, knowing that those metaphysical things were not reliable.

Rather than believing that the gods behind the altar can make themselves platinum writers, it is better to have a few more words, although there is little hope, but at least there is a little bit of loss.

On this day, a knife was coding, and at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his back, and then his right shoulder sank, and a voice whispered in his right ear:

"What is your wish, young man?"

He was so frightened that he jumped up from the seat immediately, then turned his head to look to the right, and suddenly found a very cute little white dog lying on his right shoulder, looking at him with a serious face.

"What is your wish, young man?" The dog continued to repeat in a deep tone.

"You...... Who are you? A knife slash hurriedly asked.

"I am the god behind the altar, now say your wish!" The dog continued to grimace.

I was stunned, and after thinking about it for a while, I remembered that it seemed that I had indeed built an altar and made a wish a year ago.

But he didn't expect that the original attempt would come true, and his worldview was impacted at this moment.

It turns out that the altar is real, there really is a god...... emmm, the only thing I can't figure out is why God is a little white dog!

"Can you really grant my wishes?" A knife asked in a puzzled tone.

"I can do anything, tell me your wishes, as long as the equivalent can satisfy you!" The dog's head was raised, looking a little proud.

"I want to write a super best-selling book and become a platinum author of China Literature!" The expression of the slash gradually delighted.

"No problem, let's weigh it at an equal price!"

As the dog's words fell, a demon's head appeared on its forehead, and it immediately turned into a scale.

One is connected to the street writer with a knife, and the other dog is put on the digital information of the wish that the knife said.

The scales shook and slowly fell towards the slash.

Although it is tilted, it also reaches a state of micro-equilibrium.

Seeing this, the dog nodded with satisfaction:

"Very good, your wish can come true, let's talk to me about your wish in detail!" The dog said in a deep voice with a pretended face.

"That...... You are a god, it should be very simple for you, just help me write a super best-selling book so that I can become a platinum writer of China Literature! He said with a smile, not knowing what the price of making a wish was.

"Writing?" The dog's expression was stunned.

"Wait, you and I will talk about it in detail!" The dog suddenly felt bad in his heart.

When I heard about it, I immediately began to explain it in detail, published my writing and works, and then collected readers' monthly passes and subscriptions to evaluate the results of the book, and explained them one by one......

After listening for a while, the dog's expression shrugged down.

He felt as if he had taken the wrong order.

From the forum exchanges, Gouzi learned that several players who have received wishes have completed tasks that are either revenge or killing, and the process is easy and pleasant. And what kind of sand sculpture task did he take?

Writing? I won't!

But the first time he came out to do business, the dog didn't intend to give up, so he began to continue to listen to the content of the analysis of writing, and then nodded his head to indicate that he was listening.

After a while, he said with a look of anticipation:

"God, I've said everything I need to say, can you finish it!"

"No problem, get out of the way and let me write one for you!" The dog said with a stubborn face.

……

A month later, the same room.

The dog lay on the computer desk with a solemn face, his paws turned into phantoms, and he frantically tapped on the keyboard.

In terms of writing talent, the dog has made rapid progress.

From a few hundred words a day at the beginning, it has now been able to say 2 million words a day.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that the subscription is still 0, the monthly pass is still 0, and there are occasionally a few recommended tickets, which are still given by readers to see him pitiful. Now he has nothing to gain except for the perfect attendance award.

And the dog's mentality completely exploded during this time.

How can there be such a wish, why did Lao Tzu agree to sign a contract with him, he is the devil!

With a sad and indignant mood, today's 2 million words are done, and the dog opens the book with an expectant look to chase the data, trying to find a reader who may be reading.

However, after waiting for three hours, there are still no subscribers today.

At this moment, the dog's mentality completely exploded, and he raised the keyboard and smashed it "bang bang".

The slash that was hiding not far away trembled when he saw this.

From the initial admiration to the current fear, I felt that I shouldn't have made a wish in the first place.

This mad dog has smashed his eight keyboards in the past month, and there are still so many loyal readers under the original "one-knife" pen name, but since the dog ghostwrites, it has completely collapsed.

Now there is nothing except more than 10 more transactions under the pen name.

Even the editor persuaded him to change his career to move bricks, don't write it, there is a hand speed of two million words a day, what is not good, why come to mix this mouthful of food!

There was grief and anger in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, and he didn't dare to ask.

I'm afraid I'll be torn apart by this mad dog!

I'm so hard......

"Knife, hurry up and buy a new keyboard, you will become a god tomorrow!" At this time, the cry of the dog was heard.

Hearing this, Yidao Slash, who was hiding next door, couldn't help but secretly wipe his tears.

What bullshit gods, it's simply devils!

(One slash: small theater plot, don't substitute reality, I'm different from the one slash in this chapter, I go to work every day, code words at night, diligent QVQ, and I love readers very much, and I don't know any dogs!) ）