The first problem that troubled Han Ruila was the signing of the contract.

If there were authors on a literary website, there would naturally be editors. Although anyone could publish on the website as long as they registered an account, it was not that easy to sign a contract.

Publishing was just a warm-up. Signing a contract was the official entry.

In any case, Han Ruila had been a great author in her previous life. She was not worried about signing a contract smoothly.

However, she was underage now. If she wanted to sign a contract with the website, she would have to borrow her parents' ID cards.

Han Ruila was thinking about whether to postpone the signing of the contract with the editor or secretly use her parents' ID cards to make a copy.

It was reasonable to say that it was impossible to postpone the signing of the contract. There were so many authors on the website. The editor would not wait for you all the time.

You might show hesitation in the first second, and the next second, she would say 'Yo La La' ~

Moreover, there was no profit if she did not sign a contract. Her work would not increase the exposure. Since she had already published the article, she naturally could not miss the opportunity to sign a contract.

What should she do?

If an editor really wanted to sign a contract with her, would she really have to steal her parents' ID cards?

Thinking of doing something bad, Han Ruila was so scared that she covered her head with the quilt.

Before she became an adult, her parents were very strict with her and her younger sister. So if she angered her father, he might beat her with a stick.

She did not want to cry and run for her life like when she was young. She did not want to be laughed at by the neighbors.

After the new article was published, Han Ruila waited for a day before going online to check it. Many newcomers were very uneasy when they uploaded their articles. They kept refreshing the platform and were excited when they saw a few more clicks.

In fact, as a newcomer, the clicks increased very slowly. If they kept staring at the platform, it might be a blow to their confidence.

The waiting time for others to discover you may be longer than you think.

So Han Ruila did not look at it. She was only concerned about whether she received a short message.

A short message was a message sent internally by the website. If a newcomer received a short message, it was most likely an invitation to sign a contract from the editor.

However, it could also be an advertisement for the website.

Not every newcomer would receive a short message when they first published an article. The editor was very busy. It was impossible to click on everyone's article to take a look.

The website allowed authors who published a certain number of words to apply for a contract. Most authors applied on their own. The editor had to consider whether to sign the contract or not.

Therefore, even if she didn't receive the message, Han Ruila wouldn't feel discouraged. However, she still needed to confirm it in case she missed it.

However, when she saw that she had really received the message, Han Ruila was still stunned.

This signing of the contract … was easier than she thought …

The editor of the website was Ru Bing. Han Ruila had a deep impression of her.

In her previous life, when she had first applied to sign a contract, she had chosen the Ru Bing editor. However, she had mercilessly rejected her.

At that time, Han Ruila's heart, which was more fragile than glass, fell apart in an instant.

She didn't expect that in this life, she would take the initiative to receive an interview from Ru Bing. Although she was a little touched, it was a pity that she was already traumatized by Ru Bing's interviews. Moreover, it was rumored that she was a cold and aloof person who didn't care much about newcomers.

She still liked her original editor — My Emperor.

My Emperor's personality was more cheerful and amiable. She liked to refer to herself as "I". Her subordinates all called her "Your Highness".

In Han Ruila's heart, she was indebted to Her Highness for recognizing her worth. Therefore, she still wanted to sign with Her Highness.

Moreover, Her Highness was the future team leader. Following her would bring her a lot of benefits.

Therefore, Han Ruila could only feel sorry for Editor Ru Bing in her heart.

After closing the website, Han Ruila refreshed the platform. However, the website showed that she still had an unread message.

Han Ruila thought that she had failed to refresh the platform. However, when she clicked on it, she saw that she had received another message.

Uh … There were a total of five editors in the romance team. On the second day of publishing a new article, she received messages from two editors. This treatment really made her feel flattered.

After closing the website again, Han Ruila sighed in her heart.

Your Highness, if you don't come to find me, I'll look for you after I publish a certain number of words.

You must flip the card!!!

After praying in her heart, Han Ruila found that she had received two more messages the next day.

Other than the team leader who didn't sign newcomers, she had gathered all the editors of the romance team.

After adding Her Highness as a friend on Kaotalk, Her Highness first asked if she was an adult. If she wasn't, she would need a copy of her parents' ID cards.

Han Ruila said that her family had already agreed, so Her Highness sent her the contract.

After receiving the contract, Han Ruila fell into a dilemma.

… How could she cheat her parents' ID cards?

With something on her mind, Han Ruila couldn't help but sigh when she was eating.

Hong Se-jeong asked her, "What's wrong?

Are you unhappy? "

Han Ruila quickly shook her head. "No, no, nothing at all."

Hong Se-jeong didn't ask anymore, but she still kept it in her heart.

At night, while everyone at home was watching TV, Han Ruila sneaked out of her room and went into her parents' room.

She remembered that Hong Se-jeong's ID card was in the compartment of her bag. She just needed to secretly take it out and make a copy before putting it back.

Han Ruila didn't feel good about not being able to tell them the reason directly, but she knew Han Min-ki's temperament too well. If she told him that she took the ID card to sign a contract to write a novel, he would definitely say that she wasn't doing her job properly and was delaying her studies.

In her father's eyes, the only thing a student should do was to study. Other than that, they shouldn't do anything else that might delay their studies.

"I'm sorry, Mom, I just need to borrow it …" Han Ruila had just put her evil hands into the bag when her mother's voice came from the door. "What are you doing?"

"Ah, you scared me!" Han Ruila quickly retracted her hand, her heart pounding.

"I'm asking you what you're doing!" Hong Se-jeong raised her voice.

Han Ruila quickly got up and dragged her mother into the room. After making sure that no one else was coming, she explained to her mother in a low voice, "Actually, I want to borrow your ID card."

"What for?" Hong Se-jeong squinted.

Han Ruila found a cushion and let her mother sit down to listen to her slowly. Then, she sat up straight and said, "Because a literary website wants to sign a contract with me. But because I'm underage, I have to use my parents' ID card."

Hong Se-jeong was shocked. "A literary website wants to sign a contract with you?"

Han Ruila was a little surprised. "Mom, you know what this means?"

Hong Se-jeong waved her hand casually. "Of course, your mom also liked to read novels when she was young!

Although I was reading books back then, I'm not so old-fashioned that I don't know what online literature is. "

"Wow!

Wow!

I didn't expect my mom to know about this! "Han Ruila deliberately said with a look of admiration.

Hong Se-jeong rolled her eyes. "So?

Which website wants to sign a contract with you? "

Han Ruila told her the name of the website. Seeing her mother frowning in silence, she said, "You've never heard of it, right?

It's a very famous literary website in H Country. "

"Let me see the contract."

"Okay!"

Han Ruila obediently took out the printed contract and showed it to her mother. Then, she whispered in her mother's ear, "Mom, as long as I sign this contract, I'll be a contracted author. I'll be able to receive a salary from the website every month."

"Really?" Hong Se-jeong's eyes lit up. "How much?"

"A minimum of three thousand RMB."

"Pfft, three thousand RMB isn't even enough for three days of your pocket money."

"Mom, of course they won't give you a lot of money if you don't do anything.

How much you can earn depends on the work. But even if I don't do anything, I'll still get three thousand RMB a month. It's not a loss for me! "

"Where do you find the time to write novels now?

If your father finds out, he'll scold you to death! "

"That's why I don't dare to tell you. But I only spend an hour every day writing novels. It doesn't affect my studies at all."

"Oh, so you pestered your grandmother to get your father to buy you a phone because of this?"

Han Ruila smiled obsequiously.

"You wretched girl!

If your father and grandmother find out, they'll skin you alive! "

"Mom, can't you just treat it as a part-time job?

I can earn money at home, and I can also improve my writing skills. It won't affect my studies. Just help me ~ Don't tell dad, okay? "Han Ruila pleaded with her big innocent eyes.

"No!

If your dad finds out, I won't have a good ending! "

"Dad won't find out. How would he know that I'm writing novels on my phone every day?

Mom, let me tell you, there are a lot of people on the website who don't even have the chance to sign a contract. But even if they can't earn a single cent, they still persist.

If you don't help me, you'll be wasting this opportunity. What if I can't sign a contract in the future? "Han Ruila pouted.

"Don't you want your daughter to become a writer?"

Hong Se-jeong hid her smile, patted her head and said: "If you can become a writer, your father, grandmother and I will be happy for you. But you're only in the third year of middle school. You should focus on your studies. You can write novels anytime."

Han Ruila bit her lips unwillingly.

Hong Se-jeong handed the contract back to her and said: "Take it back. I'll pretend I don't know."

Seeing that her mother was about to leave the room, Han Ruila couldn't help but stop her: "Mom!

Do you know how much money I can earn if I sell the movie rights or publish my novels?

I want to go to Seoul, I want to be a Yigao, I want to learn piano … "Han Ruila couldn't help but choke up." But I know we don't have money. I just want to share some of the burden.

I can earn a lot of money. Mom, do you not believe me? What can a 16-year-old like me do for the family? "

Hong Se-jeong turned around and looked at her daughter. Her eyes were red.

"You're still young. You don't have to worry about earning money."

"I'm not young anymore. Mom, don't treat me like a child.

Let me try. What if I succeed? "

Hong Se-jeong raised her head and sighed. She walked back and said: "Okay, since that's the case, I'll promise you.

But there's a condition. In the future, you have to report everything on the website to me in detail.

Also, your grades can't drop.

If I find out that writing novels is affecting your studies, I'll confiscate your phone! "

Han Ruila smiled happily: "Okay, I promise you mom!"