Reborn to get the male god system, but transformed into a girl

Jiang Shi rode her bicycle, passing through the mottled shade of trees.

Her schedule for this weekend was full.

She had promised Su Jia to go out and play together.

Later, she and Bai Jingran would have a dinner together.

Speaking of dinner, there must be supporting activities such as shopping.

She also wanted to find a gymnasium to complete the basketball task in the system.

With the time of physical education and activity classes, the progress has reached 3/6.

Primary basketball skills are useless to her.

But physical fitness points can really strengthen the body.

As the saying goes.

The body is the capital of the revolution.

Without capital, how can we become bigger and stronger and create more glory...

The first thing when I got home.

Jiang Shi opened the mailbox and searched.

I saw a reply letter from the editorial department of "Story".

Then I breathed a sigh of relief.

The manuscript was not returned, which means it passed the initial screening.

It is very likely that it can be published after a few revisions.

This means that there will be a fee for the manuscript.

Jiang Shi clicked on the reply, which was not long.

The manuscript was accepted.

But after reading it all, Jiang Shi began to wonder.

"Invite me to become a contracted writer?"

The so-called contracted writer is to sign a contract with the editorial department.

It is equivalent to becoming the exclusive writer of "Story".

You can get a higher fee, and maybe a share of the magazine's sales.

But during the contract period, Jiang Shi is tied to "Story" and can no longer contribute to other magazines.

For a newcomer like Jiang Shi who is not well-known.

The benefits of becoming a contracted writer are greater.

It is equivalent to having a stable income.

But what Jiang Shi didn't understand was that she was just an unknown newcomer.

Why did the editorial department of "Story" extend an olive branch to her so quickly?

Jiang Shi has not yet realized that the novels she wrote with the memory of the future are simply a dimensionality reduction attack in this era.

It was like throwing a stone into a calm water.

It caused ripples.

With the development of the Internet, traditional paper magazines have also been impacted.

At this time, excellent writers are the most valuable resources.

And a newcomer who has just entered the industry is the easiest to win over.

At the end of the reply, the editor's contact number was also attached.

Jiang Shi logged into his Penguin account.

It was just right to add Bai Jingran and others as friends.

"Ding ding ding."

As soon as he logged in, Jiang Shi found a red dot popping up from the new friend.

Clicking it, there were already three add requests.

"This is Bai Jingran, and this is Shen Ce's kid."

"Who is the remaining one?"

Jiang Shi clicked on the other person's avatar with some doubts.

It was a sloppy sketch.

In the application notes, there was also a name that Jiang Shi didn't recognize.

"Chen Ran?"

But since she knew her Penguin number, she should be a classmate or something like that.

Jiang Shi casually clicked "accept".

Then he searched for Mi Wanqing and Huang Qiqi's Penguin accounts.

He sent a friend request.

Finally, the editor of "Story".

Not long after the friend request was sent out.

A new message popped up in the lower left corner of the desktop.

"'Qinglan' has accepted your friend request, come and say hello!"

"Hello, this is Qinglan, the editor of the "Story" editorial department."

"I am Jiang Lai who submitted the manuscript yesterday."

Shi Qinglan on the other end was also relieved.

Finally, this "Jiang Lai" was contacted.

"Your manuscript has been accepted, and we need to check the manuscript fee."

"According to the standard of 100 yuan per thousand words of original works, the total is 1,200 yuan."

"You can choose bank transfer and cash mail."

"If you choose to mail, it will be sent together with the sample issue."

The other party sent four messages in one breath.

1200 yuan was an unimaginable amount of money for Jiang Shi when he was a child.

But in her eyes after she was reborn, it was not much.

It was just enough to buy herself a mobile phone.

"Send it by mail, this is my address."

She didn't have her own bank card and didn't want to alarm her parents.

"If you become a contracted author, how much will the royalties be?"

Jiang Shi remembered what the other party mentioned in the email.

"If you are a contracted author, you can get 200 yuan per thousand words."

It doubled, and Jiang Shi swallowed his saliva.

It was impossible not to be tempted, this was a lot of money.

But she was a minor now, and she couldn't sign the contract herself.

She had to give up.

Moreover, the other party only mentioned the benefits, and the contract would also bring considerable constraints to the contracted writers.

Shi Qinglan saw that the other party had no further news, and thought that he was not satisfied with the price.He added:

"If the manuscript is of excellent quality, it can be raised to about 300 yuan."

This is the highest price the editorial department can offer a newcomer.

"Okay, thank you."

Seeing that the other party still did not respond, Shi Qinglan could only shake her head helplessly.

But she didn't have much hope in the first place.

It would be best if she could win him over.

"You are welcome to submit again at any time, or you can send it to me directly through Penguin."

Jiang Shi crossed out Penguin.

This first step is considered a successful step forward.

Then you need to slowly accumulate some fame and then move to the physical publishing industry.

This kind of short submission is just a small fight after all.

The next day.

The sun was still bright on Saturday.

Jiang Shi rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed.

Sleepy eyes.

Turning his head to look at the alarm clock, the time shown on it has reached 9:30.

Today, her mother rarely forced her to get up.

Combing the messy hair in front of the mirror.

Looking at the pretty girl in the mirror.

Jiang Shi was thinking whether to cut the long hair shorter.

It was really troublesome to take care of long hair.

But he imagined the short hair of the person in the mirror.

Jiang Shi gave up the idea again.

Who told her to find a girlfriend with long black hair in her previous life.

As a result, she has become a long black hair.

As for being someone else's girlfriend.

Jiang Shi said it was absolutely impossible.

There are so many beautiful junior and senior students waiting for her to get close to them.

Open the closet.

After searching for a while.

Comrade Xiao Jiang had a question mark on his head.

Where are my sweatpants and jeans?

Why are they all gone.

"Mom, my pants are gone!"

Comrade Xiao Jiang called for off-site assistance.

"I took all the dirty clothes to the washing machine. Find something else to wear in the closet."

Wu Xueqin's voice came from the balcony.

The case was solved. It turned out to be my mother's handiwork.

Jiang Shi returned to the closet with a trace of embarrassment on his face.

Because of his inner deliberate avoidance and the need to ride a bicycle to school.

She had worn all the pants this week.

Only various small skirts were left.

Has this day finally come...

If I hadn't made an appointment with Su Jia to go out and play together today...

Jiang Shi looked angry and took a slightly longer skirt.

I'm sorry, my little brother, you abandoned me first...

Skirts are indeed much cooler than pants.

But it also made Jiang Shi feel empty in his lower body, which was very uncomfortable.

Compared with pants, it lacked a lot of security.

The movements were also a little awkward.

Two thin and straight legs were exposed to the air.

It was really beautiful...

But it always made her feel a little ashamed.

She could only pat her face.

Tell herself that it was no big deal.

After changing into sneakers and picking up the keys, Jiang Shi waved and informed his mother.

"Mom, I'm going out. I have a date with my classmates at 10 o'clock."

"Be careful on the road and be more careful outside."

"Got it!"