Two 30 million word manuscripts are not difficult to do. It's all nonsense and worthless to get an editor. But at the moment, Bai Chun's external stations receive and hand in tasks one by one, but they are all worth money.

The price of four thousand words, even if it rises 100 times, is almost the lowest price among the continuation gunmen. The lowest price is thousand words 3 or even thousand words 2. Even those high school students don't like writing, and the writing group is not easy to send tasks.

Like Liu Shaojie's most frequent answer now is QIANZI 5. He doesn't like to answer it.

After all, typing according to the draft and continuing to write are not a concept, and the prices are very different.

But at this moment, under the base of 60 million words, four points of a thousand words are extremely terrible.

A standing robot, after automatically determining that there was nothing wrong, hit the money neatly.

“120000！”

“120000！”

The unit is minutes.

Two books get back 2400 yuan at an outside station.

The money is not enough for the dog emperor to go to the nightclub to open a bottle of wine.

Bai Chun, however, let out a pig smile and patted Yunna's little hand.

It's done!

I tried twice before. I sold the genuine novel typewriting called the most cruel tyrant of the Song Dynasty to free external stations and passed it easily. Now this set of automatic industrial chain, which has been stable for more than ten years, has been used by myself.

Take the task one by one, hand in the task one by one, and the income prompt of 1200 yuan is endless.

It was not until more than three o'clock at night that Bai Chuncai stopped taking the task. He almost caught all the more than 100 external stations that he could add to the industry.

Finally, I looked at the account and seemed to earn more than 130000. If the gunman had not been squeezed to the extreme, the income would have doubled again.

Bai Chun breathed a sigh of relief and finally finished his work.

For this action, Bai Chun threw all her more than 20000 money into it. She bought a data brush and gave a reward. Yunna didn't know what to see.

Deliberately choosing to do so in the middle of the night is also to reduce the possibility of mistakes.

Now it's finally done. Bai Chun pushes the computer, touches Yunna's little hand and laughs, "well, go to sleep. There's still a class tomorrow!"

Yunna blinked, looked at her notebook and Bai Chun, suddenly relieved, snuggled up in Bai Chun's arms and settled down.

When Bai Chun told her the plan two days ago, Yunna was very worried. Girls always think more and more and look forward to Bai Chun. At this time, things are done and the tangled heart is finally relaxed.

As for whether this matter is not very good, neither of them felt anything.

There's nothing moral about leek in jiawai station. People are not polite and soft when they suck blood.

……

I was speechless all night.

At 10 o'clock the next day, Bai Chungang came to the classroom and saw Liu Shaojie running over with an unbelievable look on his face: "lying in the slot, you really did it? This operation is too... Too cruel?"

After thinking for a while, Liu Shaojie didn't think of a suitable adjective.

Before he finished, Pang Dalong also ran over and asked endlessly. The students looking at the net text around him were more strange, and their eyes at Bai Chun were different.

Bai Chun picked her eyebrows and sat down on her seat. Sure enough, it took three or five hours. When everyone woke up, their affairs exploded directly in the forum post bar. After a few novels were added, they saw the discussion on this matter.

Especially in an author group, the silly roe deer dog emperor said excitedly that he also wanted to stand leek outside GA, and said that Bai forgetting machine was his idol. He didn't know that Bai Chun pirated his novel two days ago ω• ﾏ) it's fun to approve one.

Other authors, too, were amazed and shocked by this wave of divine operation.

I can't help it. I've been stealing novels outside the station and treating the author as leek for many years. I don't even have a person in charge. Now I finally meet an old brother for revenge. Naturally, I'm very happy.

In the post, netizens have great powers. However, in a few hours, they have found out their operation means and income, and even got the screenshot of their transfer!

Ferocious!

For the first time, Bai Chun felt the cow criticism of netizens. It was really relying on a welfare map to find the god man where Fuliji lived!

However, Bai Chun disagrees with them.

What is "not only sucked the blood of the outstation, but also brazenly cut off an arm of the outstation and chewed it in your mouth"?

Exaggerate the war results and boost morale. Bai Chun's money is not enough for the other party to drink blood on the author every day.

There are only 130000 books with 60 million words. It's a little too slow to make money standing.

"Brother chun, you will be my eldest brother in the future!" Liu Shaojie whispered excitedly, "did you really make 130000?"

As soon as he said this, the students around him immediately stood up.

"You talk too much!"

Bai Chun didn't answer positively. She sat beside them and obviously felt that the attitudes of the students around her were different.

Before, he had a dull temper and was too lazy to engage in relations. After beating Luo Cheng, even if someone admired him, he still couldn't integrate into the collective, but at this time, he turned his eyes and saw a friendly smiling face.

In Bai Chun's eyes, he earned 130000 by wasting so much Kung Fu, barely satisfied.

But in the eyes of others, it is no different from a myth. In the student group with a living cost of more than 1000 yuan a month and almost no pocket money, Bai Chun is such a different kind. How do you think and envy.

If I had more than 100000 yuan at school, no, thousands of disposable pocket money, or I had such an object

Thinking of this, almost all the girls in the class want to eat Bai Chun. They didn't feel much about Bai Chun's working in a beauty salon before. At this time, they are handsome and rich. It's too masculine, isn't it?

It's more chaotic among boys.

There are those who envy and envy, those who want to make friends, and other messy ideas. The only embarrassment is Luo Cheng. The better Bai Chun is, the more uncomfortable he is.

Bai Chun naturally doesn't care about the eyes of these students. He just looks at the gossip on the Internet as a pastime.

This is a bad thing, but Bai Chun doesn't care about the consequences.

Outside the station, the author has left millions of leeks for so many years. No one cares. He can't kill 130000. In this way, it's too stupid to jump out immediately to maintain market fairness.

The people of the world are the masters of the country. A few years ago, users took tens of thousands of more shit from ATM. If the counter gave users two counterfeit coins, they were directly sentenced to life. The society is still very friendly.

With 130000 yuan in hand, Bai Chun is finally relieved and can do what he wants to do.

In this thinking, time passed slowly. A class passed quickly. Before Yunna came, a boy sat next to Bai Chun and grabbed Bai Chun's shoulder.

Turning around, it was Sun Zhiqiang, the sports committee member in the class.

But Sun Zhiqiang smiled and was very close: "is it a brother?"

Bai Chun frowned: "something to say."

This product is also an interesting one. It's annoying to say "is it a brother" when something happens.

Sun Zhiqiang's smile stagnated, and then he resumed intimacy: "well, you see, you made a fortune of more than 100000, brother. I'm running after a girlfriend recently. I'm nervous. Do you think you can lend me 81000..."