Author One Slash Cut (Interlude)

It was another beautiful morning. As usual, One Slash Cut got up, washed up, and sat down at his computer desk.

After starting up his computer, he skillfully lit a candle in the southeast corner of his desk, then opened Writer Assistant.

When it came to web novel writing, luck came first and creativity second. This was the first step he took before writing every day: light up his luck so that his writing would be boundless in power and inspiration.

After doing all that, however, he did not start writing right away. Instead, he opened QQ.

A string of notification chimes immediately rang out.

After glancing at the message list, One Slash Cut revealed a helpless expression.

No messages from female readers. It was just another bunch of dumbass readers @-ing him. Boring.

After thinking it over, he opened the author group to see what the big shots were chatting about and maybe pick up some experience along the way.

Qing Shan Qu Zui:

Suppose there are two websites, A and B. Site A offers around 100 yuan per thousand characters as a revenue share, annual overseas travel opportunities, and benefits such as social insurance and housing funds for authors.

Site B belongs to Yuewen. There is no guaranteed payment; it only offers a fifty-fifty royalty split, but promises to give you a Platinum contract within a year.

So tell me... what the hell does either of those websites have to do with you? Why are you still chatting in the group instead of writing?

Yun Dong Liu: I hid some private cash again today. My wife has no idea. Feels great!

Qi Pei Jia: Taking the day off today. Gonna slack for a day because I'm attending the Yuewen annual meeting!

Wu Ma Xing: I'm one of the