The Strongest Skill System

“…… Ten million? How can the net text earn so much? Is it a singularity? "

It's mainly in Yemo's consciousness that it's impossible to earn so much contribution fee for writing online articles, so it's really unexpected to see such a long string of data.

At this time, ye Mo remembered that he always took a casual look at the manuscript fee when he received the payment. After all, he had many kinds of income, and he didn't pay attention to the specific amount. He felt that it was only pocket money at most.

So I immediately took out my mobile phone to check the SMS that arrived. On average, there were almost two million messages a month.

I even unknowingly took these "pocket money" and other income to make a movie!

At this time, the mobile phone rings, is the editor tassel call.

"Devil, why don't you return my message?"

Just as she picked it up, she called from the other end.

"Er..."

Ye Mo remembers that she has never registered QQ in this period of time, and in addition to the telephone, QQ is the only tool that tassel can contact with itself.

Ye Mo immediately explained: "recently, I went back to my hometown to visit relatives. There was no net in the mountain, so..."

"It's OK. There's still time."

"What time"

"the annual meeting, our company is going to hold the annual meeting on the Lantern Festival. We have confirmed that you are the new king and will give you a big prize!

And then it's time to sign a great covenant for you. "

"Going to the capital?"

"Well, afraid of trouble?

You promised me to treat me to a big meal before. Do you want to be lazy? "

"Well, you give me the time and address, and I'll be there in advance."

Then tassel said an address, and then two more words on the end.

At this time, the "dragon hall" was full of discussions about whether the urban devil would attend the "Yuewen" annual meeting, and several posts were about Mo Ye's Nobel Prize nomination.

Soon after reading it, ye Mo received a phone call from Ding Yushan, editor in chief of Huamin daily.

"Mr. Mo, people from the Nobel Peace Prize side said they would come to visit you in China. They contacted our daily. It seems that you have won the peace prize. Can you meet them?"

"Peace Prize? Do you really want to send it to me? "

"Er Now it's just a face-to-face interview with you. In fact, there are a lot of investigations on this award.

However, they have to meet with you this time. This is the last investigation. After that, they will make a comprehensive evaluation before deciding to give you this award. "

"Interesting. Where are they now?"

"It's still on the capital side. If you agree, we'll fly over to meet you."

"I'd better go over and show some respect to my international friends. I'll be here about two days before the Lantern Festival. "

"That's great. I'll book you a hotel right away."

"Oh, by the way, it's in this hotel..."

Ye Mo tells Ding Yushan about the annual meeting hotel where tassels are sent.

“OK、OK！”

Naturally, their "Huamin daily" is going to cover the whole interview, so they are willing to pay for the expenses.

At the beginning, ye Mo really didn't feel the Nobel Peace Prize. This kind of thing was too empty and impractical for him.

If you have the money, it's better to donate more to those in need.

We must make such a big noise in a big way to improve others' status and at the same time, we should also elevate our own status.

If it was not for inviting tassels to have a big meal, ye Mo was too lazy to see these people.

"The thread of tassel is very sweet. I don't know how people look? Don't be the one who can't meet but hear the sound. "

In the next two or three days, ye Mo took all the things before and after the Lantern Festival to do now, or arranged for later.

Everything is arranged. On the 14th of the first month, ye Mo flies to the capital.

It takes two or three hours to arrive by plane. There is a special bus for Huamin daily.

Ye Mo wears a mask and doesn't want others to know what he looks like.

"Mr. Mo, if your schedule is very tight, we can arrange you to meet the visiting group of Nobel Prize right away."

It is a little sister in her twenties who is in charge of seeing ye Mo off. She says to Ye Mo in the car.

In fact, she found Ye Mo's article "my dream of freedom" from the "mail spam".

Her name is Jiangnan Yi, and she is pretty good.

"Never mind. I have plenty of time."

"That's good. We'll take you to the hotel later.

If you have any special requirements, you can also ask me. I am responsible for your whole life and daily life! "

"Special request..." Ye Mo said meaningfully.

"Ah, no, I mean that Oh, no explanation Look at her nervous look, it's really cute."Ha ha, where do you want to go? I don't mean anything else!"

"Well, that's good The Lantern Festival is ready. I'll treat you to dumplings!

I don't think the South has seen this thing before? "

She did not go far away, she thought that the south is a meal to eat Yangzhou fried rice!

"I may not be used to the food in the north. Can you give it to me next?"

"Well, I'd better eat Well, what did you say Jiangnan suddenly turned red.

"What's the matter?"

"You Are you pretending to be stupid? How dare you play with me

She raised her fist. The girls in the North all have the potential of being a woman.

"You promised to give me food!"

"My God, are the Nobel Prize winners so avant-garde?"

"Of course, which conservative person have you ever met who won the Nobel Prize?"

"I don't want to talk to you. I'll be your routine again."

Soon arrived at the hotel, Mo Ye settled down. Jiangnan fled back to the company. She always felt that ye Mo's routine was very deep.

In fact, the authors invited to the "Yuewen" annual meeting are arranged to go to the room, but they are multi person.

Ye Mo is not familiar with other writers, and feels that there seems to be no interest impulse between them. However, in private, they hate each other to death. They don't know why.

This kind of hatred of literati is very terrible, a little divergent, they can make the relationship between old and dead, and is likely to smear each other into the book, if the book happens to be on fire, then it really can't be washed clearly.

So Yemo didn't want to live with those people.

The annual meeting will be held tomorrow. Ye Mo doesn't want to go out to play any more, so he plays with his mobile phone in the hotel.

I just saw a piece of news on the Internet. It said that a group of traditional writers in Beijing would take this opportunity to get together. Mo Ye has now become their spiritual leader, and it is also the time for the "network literature Representatives" to hold the annual meeting.

So in order to show their disdain for them, the traditional writers held a party in a hall separated from the same hotel.

If you want to improve your reputation and get more solicitations, you can also let those thoughtless typists recognize themselves and don't mention that they are "writers".

Because they, especially the "big city devil" who made a lot of money, don't deserve it.

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