I really want to hit the street

Pu Jie's left eyelid keeps twitching these days.

It feels like something is about to happen,

"The left eye jumps to wealth, thank the God of Wealth for blessing"

"The right eye jumps and disaster occurs, go to hell with the feudal superstition!"

As a qualified demigod believer, Pu Jie can already reasonably distinguish between miracles.

Is it necessary to make money?

Pu Jie felt happy at first, but then he felt that something was wrong!

Recently, in addition to taking classes, he is writing books, and there is only one place where he can make money.

"It's broken! This damn left eye is also damaged!"

There is something wrong with either eye twitching!

It’s evil!

Pu Jie was so frightened that he jumped out of bed and opened his author backend.

Check out the collection: 203.

breathed a sigh of relief,

Fortunately nothing happened.

It has been a month since I published the book. Except for the week when it was recommended, the number of favorites increased by more than 100.

The increases at other times are appalling, with an average of two or three increases a day.

Pu Jie thinks that it may also include a large number of machine numbers.

There is a studio that specializes in online writing business, maintains a bunch of accounts, and sells collections, monthly tickets, recommendation tickets, subscriptions, etc. every month.

In order to keep the trumpet active and not be identified by the system, they will collect some books from time to time.

These are the machine numbers.

Without the support of these machine numbers, the data on the rankings would not be so exaggerated.

These machine numbers were collected randomly, and maybe he would be the one to collect them.

This can be seen from the comment section of the book "Urban Dragon King's Son-in-law\

,"There are not many new comments added.

It has been two weeks since the recommendation, and there have been a total of 10 comments.

7 bad reviews, 1 positive review, 1 book recommendation, and 1 movie guy.

One of the bad comments was posted by an old reader.

[Recommended round trip, didn’t you make the cut? Isn’t this enough? Keep disgusting people? 】

If it were Pu Jie in the past, he might have broken through the defense directly.

But now. More refinement!

Such a sharp point of view must not be exposed to new readers for the first time?

The middle reviewer was still the same person as last time. He seemed to be unwilling to give up after his review was deleted, so he posted another one,

[The author is very diligent. If he improves the quality of his writing, he will definitely become a well-known author in the future (the last comment was inexplicably swallowed) - Daxiang]

"That's great!"

Long press to select,

delete!

Ban the user for 30 days.

A set of processes, everything flows smoothly.

I’ll keep the one recommending the book. My book is already disgusting enough.

When readers see a book promotion advertisement, they can just take advantage of the situation and read which book it has. Don’t stay here, just let me play alone until I die.

The last guy who sells movies, Pu Jie directly banned him permanently + deleted his comments + blocked him.

We can't keep people like this!

It’s not that he and Huang are incompatible with each other.

If the LSPs who start the point come and insert wards, it will be broken.

A great future cannot be ruined by a film salesman.

After processing,

Pu Jie was in a good mood and felt that his eyelids were not twitching so much anymore.

"Brother Jie, go to class. I can't help you ask for leave today."

Dachun jumped down from the upper bunk and almost fell to pieces.

Pu Jie supported him.

"What should I say? What's the class today? Do you want to take attendance?"

"Today is the instructor's class, where we have to review our works. I feel that my "Island Secret Room Murder" will be reviewed as an excellent work!"

Pu Jie's mouth twitched.

He has read Dachun's script, and to be honest, it's a bit mediocre.

Dachun's script has been put on the film and television creators' website for public display, and major film and television companies and directors can view it.

If a company likes the script you wrote, it will be collected on the website.

If you have ideas for cooperation, you can also vote "interested".

In this way, the writer knows who his potential sponsor is, and all subsequent transactions are conducted under the supervision of the website.

In this way, the interests of both parties are protected and plagiarism can be prevented.

As for Dachun's "Island Secret Room Murder Incident" script, there is only one collection so far.

Pu Jie didn't know where he got the confidence to be judged, but when he thought about his good brother's support for a month, he still couldn't bear to hurt him.

"There is a chance."

"Know how to appreciate! Have taste!"

Da Chun was overjoyed, then ran to the lower bunk next to him and asked:

"Yuan Hua, don't you like to compose poetry? How about I compose an impromptu poem based on the script of "Island Secret Room Murder Incident"?"

The lower bunk opposite Pu Jie,

A delicate man with his hair combed like an adult and wearing a handsome suit also just stood up.

His bed is always made meticulously,

Hearing this, he waved his hands repeatedly,

"Forget it, forget it, I always write poems critically."

"Come on, come on, come on!"

"come on!"

Zhang Yang, who was on the upper bunk, also jumped down, and the four people in the dormitory were all here.

Yuan Hua can't defeat everyone.

Think for a moment,

"There is so much suspense about literary talent, but there is no suspense about just collecting it!"

"good!"

"good!"

Pu Jie and Zhang Yang applauded one after another.

Oharu:（*゜ー゜*）

After a few people finished making trouble, they ate a hurried breakfast and rushed to the classroom.

Today, no one majoring in screenwriting is skipping classes.

To be precise, their professional name is "drama, film and television literature\

,"It’s just that everyone usually calls themselves screenwriting majors.

There are 60 people in Pu Jie’s class.

Not too many people.

The instructor is a middle-aged man in his 50s, a well-known screenwriter in the industry, and the teacher of their "Literary Criticism Writing" course.

Three people squeezed in from outside,

"Strange. Why are there so many people outside today?"

Outside the lecture theater, many people were peeking inside, and some brave ones sat directly in the back seats.

"Wow! So many beauties and handsome guys!"

Zhang Yang winked at the three of them.

"Isn't the young lady at the back pretty?"

Dachun looked at the yellow-haired girl behind him and giggled,

"Beautiful. Hehe~ So beautiful. Just like the girl of my dreams."

Yuan Hua turned sideways slightly and glanced at the beauties behind him with his peripheral vision.

"Ahem. It's really good."

Zhang Yang said in a low voice: "These girls are all seniors from the performance department. How beautiful can they be! Each of them looks like a fairy descending to earth. The handsome guy is a senior from the performance department. Hey, he is so cool."

Pu Jie was a little confused: "We have a screenwriting major. Why are they studying acting here?"

This class is to review their works last month, and it is not an open class.

Zhang Yang showed off: "You don't know something about this, right? This test is not just to see who is good or bad, but there is also an unspoken rule that has been passed down by Beiyi for many years."

"Unspoken rules?"

This word is combined with girls from the acting department,

Pu Jie was no longer sleepy immediately.

"Please tell me in detail!"

"The so-called screenwriter is the soul of a movie or TV series! The quality of the script directly affects the upper and lower limits of the movie. Especially in recent years, drama series with screenwriters as the core have become popular, and our screenwriters' status is becoming more and more important. High, so I have more say in casting, so if anyone’s script can stand out, if the teacher gives me the resources to make a movie or TV series, you know!”

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows, showing an expression that every man would understand.

I see

Pu Jie and Yuan Hua smiled knowingly.

Dachun clapped his hands,

"Ah, I understand! They also want to be screenwriters and steal our jobs! What should we do, Brother Jie? I can't even keep the title of one of the top sixty outstanding screenwriters in our profession?"

Is there any need to insure the first 60?

Also, whoever wants to take your job is crazy!

The black lines on Pu Jie's face slipped.

"Dachun, I think we should try not to touch brain-burning scripts in the future. Well, don't touch any brain-burning scripts."

Dachun scratched his head.

Pu Jie secretly turned around and glanced back.

Eyes full of spring,

I have to say that the quality of Beiyi’s performance department is really high!

Sudden,

Pu Jie's eyes locked on a girl with big eyes and bright teeth.

A tender and white oval face, a small and delicate mouth,

A touch of delicate blush reflects the collagen all over the face.

Full of girlish beauty.

Just one glance,

Pu Jie felt like he was about to fall.

The girl seemed to have seen Pu Jie secretly peeking at her.

He chuckled,

Blinking his left eye, a playful wink flew over.

"awsl~"

Pu Jie had only one feeling at this moment, Fairy Zixia has arrived in the mortal world!

Suddenly, Yuan Hua stood up next to him.

"stand up!"

"Hello, teacher!"

"Hello, classmates, please take a seat."

"In this next lesson, let's talk about the works that the students completed last month."

The instructor is here,

I am no longer surprised by the current scene.

They come here to invest in a future star and pave the way for themselves in the future. What's wrong with that?

This practicing monk has too much flesh and little flesh, there is nothing we can do about it.

Regardless of his age, if he can write a good script, there are girls who can risk it.

Over the years, he has dissuaded too many girls who wanted to take shortcuts.

Pu Jie only had one thought at this time,

In this review, his work was ruined, and so was his luck.

Unconsciously, Pu Jie remembered a comment he posted on QQ space in his second year of junior high school:

[If I don’t have a sword, I can’t protect you. If I hold a sword, I can’t hug you]

It’s all the system’s fault!

Give me back Zixia!

Damn it!

However, Pu Jie felt a little more comfortable when he thought that he would be able to collect 100,000 pieces of wool from the system in two months.

"As a human being, you have to take care of one thing."