Work hard to gain experience

Chapter 9
Mom asked in a low voice, like being a thief, Xia Le'an was helpless, and took a few mouthfuls of rice quickly: "I'm done."

"Complete the side mission released by my mother, go home for dinner, and get 1 experience point. "

Without waiting for her mother to ask, she immediately returned to the room as quickly as possible, panting heavily with her back against the door: "How did you find it?"

Xia Le'an is really stress-free about work. In addition to gaining 12 experience points today, he also earned 600 yuan, all of which are thanks to those owners. In conversion, it is a salary of nearly 20000 yuan per month. It is much better than ordinary work, and the time is absolutely free.

It's the girlfriend thing that makes Xia Le'an a little tangled up!
Before that, he was indeed an otaku, and things like girlfriends would only appear in his dreams.

just now……

Xia Le'an guessed that there are so many unlocked functions in the system, which must have something to do with the main plot. Moreover, there is no mall that is standard in all systems, so what is going on...

"Look for it, you have to look for it, if you don't complete the main task, this game will be useless!"

After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, clicked on the local group of lonely men and widows, and directly threw a sentence: "gogogo, start it at night?"

Three seconds passed with no response.

Ten seconds passed with no response.

5 minutes passed with no response.

After 10 minutes, someone finally replied: "Can you help me with a knife? I really want this..."

Xia Le'an clicked close directly, and opened the relatives group helplessly.

Several aunts in the group were discussing what to do if the child didn't eat milk powder, but Xia Le'an wisely chose to ignore it.

I searched through more than a dozen WeChat groups I added, but none of them were useful.

Ding……

Someone took the initiative to send a message, and Xia Le'an opened it immediately.

Suimeng Yiwang: "Your sister, has she entered the palace, what about today's update? Hurry up..."

Xia Le'an has forgotten that he is still an online writer. He has written novels for 4 years at the starting point, accumulating 1000 to 3231 million words, and received a total of 3000 manuscript fees, of which 600 is 5 per month for full attendance for 231 months, and the rest [-] is the real "authorship fee".

Fighting chickens in the street, one word can't accurately describe Xia Le'an's poor writing and poor plot.

This Suimeng Yiwang is the only reader who votes for recommendations every day...

"This...what is that...right now..."

Xia Le'an, who has been fighting for 4 years, has amazing hand speed. After saying a word, he clicked send in less than two seconds.

Suimeng Yiwang: "Hun Dan, reply here if you have time, if you don't go to the code, I will give you half an hour, I have selected the blade, and I just need to place an order."

"Submeng Yiwang releases a side task, within half an hour, releases a new chapter, completes this task, can slightly improve writing skills, and deducts 3000 yuan of money if it fails. "

A reward worth 3000 yuan!

Without even thinking about it, Xia Le'an replied with O78K's emoji.

"Accept the side mission released by Meng Yiwang, and release a new chapter within half an hour. "

Turn on the computer at the fastest speed, and the computer bought from Tuba for 300 yuan began to buzz and make noise. Xia Lean went to the toilet to release some body waste and came back. After glancing at the above text, his hands immediately waved on the keyboard.

The screen displayed Xia Le'an's hand speed, 80 words per minute, and when Xia Le'an felt his hands were a little numb, he stopped and had already typed more than 2000 words.

The characters came out. Each character was a standard Chinese character with its own meaning, but after being combined, it became a paragraph with completely chaotic logic. Xia Le'an glanced at ten lines and corrected a few typos.

Yawning, squinting, skillfully copied, opened the background of the website, pasted it, selected a dialogue from the content as the chapter name, and clicked publish.

"Complete the side mission released with Meng Yiwang, release a new chapter within half an hour, get rewards, and slightly improve writing skills. "

"It's done!"

Xia Le'an sent a like emoji to Suimeng Yiwang. He is familiar with the young man with golden scales in the gold vase... Uh huh... Xia Le'an, who is familiar with countless novels, understands that experience points are the common currency of the system, and the more the better, but , some things can't be bought with money, just like the writing skills are slightly improved now.

Suimengyi Wanghui: "I'll talk about it after I finish watching the update!"

Follow Meng Yi Wang to habitually click on the starting point to read, click on the novel written by "Yi Yi Qing", flip through the ten lines at a glance, and suddenly find four familiar words, his own screen name, immediately turn back to the starting point of the chapter, one by one Read every word carefully.

After reading the update, Sui Meng Yi Wang wrote a comment with a blank expression: "Short and powerless two thousand words, it's unstoppable and strange."

Xia Le'an immediately received a reminder from the writer's assistant, and clicked on the message posted by Sui Meng Yi Wang. She wanted to ignore it, but suddenly thought of something, and the corners of her mouth curled up to an exaggerated level: "Do you dare to make a bet?"

After half a minute, Suimeng Yiwang came to respond: "What bet?"

Xia Le'an tapped the keyboard quickly: "If you can remind me to update every half an hour, I will dare to update it!"

Xia Le'an is already ready to raise her writing skills to the level of a platinum writer, but Sui Mengyi forgot to say: "Cut... I'm too full. With your crap book, I'll have to read three chapters a day. Washing your eyes for 20 hours, and reminding you to change it every half an hour, you are dreaming... love is not changed!"

"I……"

Xia Le Ansheng replied with a sad emoji, silently opened the writer's background, and looked at the pitiful number behind the title of the book.

2.

2 collections, one of my own, and one of my dreams.

Sometimes, Xia Le'an really doesn't know why she continues to write novels, knowing that no one will read them, and knowing that she is not a person who eats this bowl of food.

If it was a person with a little level, who had written so many words, for so many years, there would have been a large number of diehard readers following him, but...

Looking at that 2, Xia Le'an always felt that she was kneeling.

"Fortunately, I'm not only good at this, or I would really starve to death."

He took out his mobile phone, clicked on an indescribable software, and looked at the income of two to three hundred a day on it, his expression gradually became happy: "There are more and more, but fortunately I persisted."

"But novels, I still have to write... what should I write next?"

By the way, I have a system now, and I am writing a fart novel!
Xia Le'an casually clicked off the phone, and Suimeng Yiwang sent another message: "How should I put it, the writing style is still sloppy, the main line is unclear, the cool point is not enough, there is no sense of rhythm, there is no foreshadowing, and there seems to be no dark lines, elementary school students The level of journal composition, but compared with the random typing of keyboards in kindergarten two years ago, there is still improvement. I am optimistic about you..."

"Your sister! Instigate love!"

Xia Le'an cursed secretly, looked out of the darkened window, turned on the computer again, opened the music software, selected a few old songs that he had listened to for more than ten years to play on loop, turned on the WPS, and moved his hands quickly on the keyboard.

As the night continued to fall and the surroundings became quieter, Xia Le'an spent 90 yuan to find a second-hand green switch keyboard from the key bar, and began to show off. The rattling sound of keystrokes was extremely ear-piercing in the silent midnight.

"What time is it, still not sleeping, what are you doing!"

(End of this chapter)