章 12: Return of the king
"Hahahahaaaa, there is God, and he didn't abandon me." Meng Fei laughed loudly. Two years had passed since that dreadful accident, and countless medications and treatments were taken by Meng Fei, but there was no improvement in his dysfunction. But now, seeing little Meng again standing against the heavens, Meng Fei could not help but cry.
Meng Fei sighed, a long time had passed for a good eroge novelist to appear, and people had forgotten the joy of reading eroge novels. Looking again at the Bai Rong sensei novel, a shiver ran down Meng Fei's spine as he thought about how many tribulations one must have had to face to write down such a heavenly work. Meng Fei clenched his fist: "Time has come for the Eroges to take over the world again."
Meng Fei hurriedly looked for the author's contact information to sign up for the Bai Rong sensei novel. However, what he saw turned his world upside down. The master "wolf," the author of Bai Rong sensei, was an 18 year-old brat. Meng Fei rubbed his eyes and checked the contact page, but it was still the same info that the master "wolf" was an 18-year-old boy.
"Is this really true? The master "wolf" is only an 18-year-old boy. "This boy is a genius, and I'm afraid he will reach those heights which Master Jia Zhiyi was not able to." Meng Fei's hands were shaking. In Yan Huang, all the contact information was filled out through SCAD, so all the information was true.
Meng Fei was overjoyed, he immediately set up a video conference with "wolf" sensei, and soon a young face appeared in front of his screen.
"Hello, wolf sensei, will you be the one who wrote "Bai Rong sensei novel?" Meng Fei cautiously asked.
Xia Ping was stunned; he never expected someone to actually contact him, so he quickly said, "Hello, my name is Xia Ping, and yes, I'm the author of the Bai Rong sense novel."
Meng Fei laughed: "Mr. Xia Ping I'm Meng Fei from Penguin Company. I saw your novel, Xia Ping sensei, and I can honestly say it touched my soul. I'm very optimistic about the Bai Rong sensei novel, so on behalf of Penguin, I would like to recommend the Bai Rong sensei novel. "Ding, a contract appeared on the Xia Ping device." Meng Fei had full confidence in the Bai Rong sensei novel. The novels that could excite an old reader like him were few.
Xia Ping read the contract and signed it. The sole purpose of writing the novel was to make money, and Penguin was one of the major literature companies, so there was not much to worry about.
Meng Fei noticed the contract was signed and asked cheerfully, "Wolf sensei, have you finished the novel?"
Xia Ping denied it, and Meng Fei feels sad that the next content was not written, but he still enthusiastically said, "Wolf sensei, please write down at least 100,000 words for the first installment. "I will be looking forward to what happens next."
Xia Ping then gave Meng Fei his bank account number and other payment details; there was no way the issue of royalties was too important, and after some other trivia, both parties ended the call.
"Hahahahaha, I Meng Fei, the time has come!" Meng Fei laughed. To find a future top level master was something to be proud of.
There are numerous examples in the literature industry of editors who achieved overnight success after discovering exceptional works. Meng Fei now didn't consider these little things, after that accident, his life was hanging by a thread; his wife looked down on him, his boss insulted him; he lived a miserable life, but now his whole body was burning. The flames had been rekindled by Bai Rong sensei. Meng Fei entered his wife's room; today he will bind that woman to her knees and force her to beg for mercy—the King's return.
A good bottle of wine is always less expensive. Xia Ping knows that whether it was on the earth or in the Yan Huang, a novel with a premature ending won't receive good acclamation from the people, so he intended to write a 500.000 word novel.
Xia Ping had assured Meng Fei that he would submit the manuscript as soon as possible, and as his strength grew, so did his typing speed. Xia Ping could now write down 20,000 words in an hour, so to write down 500,000 words, it will take him around 25 hours, i.e., two or three days, as he also had to go to school.
"Fight On!" Xia Ping exclaimed as he opened his computer and began typing.
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