Back at the familiar dormitory, Pu Jie wrapped his quilt and slept well before he recovered.

He originally wanted to delete the post directly, but... he looked at so many book friends who supported him and spontaneously posted it, just to let him know that someone was chasing him, some people read it again, and some people were willing to subscribe to this book, so that the author would never cut the book.

In order for this book to achieve better results, so many book friends spontaneously waved flags and cheered for this book.

Pu Jie felt a little warm in his heart when he was wrapped in a small quilt.

This is a feeling he never had when writing the first two books.

It's warmer than doing a foot bath.

"Oh... it's also a good story."

Pu Jie locked this post, and no one else could leave messages or reply, and could only be slowly stepped on by other posts.

Those Long Kongheizi obviously did not intend to let him go. They just locked in this post for a while and immediately captured the high ground.

The loyal believer of the Nightmare is a 16-year-old high school student. After reading novels for several years, he felt that he could go to him. He also wrote dozens of novels in his spare time, but he had not signed a contract. He spent many years on Longkong Forum and thought that he was not satisfied with his talent.

After a few votes with the shadow night cat, I felt that water stickers and fighting were much happier than writing books!

The shadow night cat retreated, and he was still working.

After discovering that the post that was against him was finally stepped on by their unremitting efforts, he jumped up excitedly and felt that he had won the whole world.

"I can do anything!"

The Long Kong warriors once again stood at the top of the food chain and defended their dignity.

Pu Jie didn't know why they fought.

I didn't send them red envelopes, and I felt a little embarrassed to help me control comments so hard.

Pu Jie thought about it...

[Invite the "Faith Believers of the Shadow Night Cat" as the operating officer of "Legend of Stars".]

"Well... If this happens, it will be more convenient for him to scold me. He can also delete those good reviews for me, killing two birds with one stone!"

It was a big ban and left a lot of positive comments. It was too troublesome to delete Pu Jie, so it would be better to find a black man to help him control the comments.

Not only can you save trouble, but you can also ensure that the comment section will always be in chaos.

"If he were an operational officer, such posts that dared to oppose him would have been deleted long ago."

"Come and be a privileged dog and kill all the comments you don't like!"

After all this, it was dark outside.

I haven't written a word today.

Pu Jie ordered a takeaway, then turned on his laptop and started to struggle.

"It's still comfortable to write in the dormitory..."

"No one disturbs you, you're free."

"No one just pinched it..."

It was not until 11:30 in the evening that Pu Jie sent out the 10,000 words today.

Then I watched my subscription go up!

A familiar urging quote appeared in the comment area: "That's it? It's only 10,000... I'm disturbing. I came to the wrong place. Puding is awesome!"

"It has never been seen before, and I have never heard of it. Traditional immortal cultivation has never been so pleasant to pursue..."

"Although those masters write beautifully, it's really tormenting to chase them. They are 4,000 yuan in daily life, 2,000 yuan occasionally, and try to get through it, but they don't have the inspiration to go out to retrieve materials from time to time. I'm really drunk! I have to look at the tentacle monster."

"Okay, no master has written serious articles on cultivating immortals now. They are all funny articles that are not serious. I'm almost vomiting, but I'll still read this! "

"Although it's not easy to know the author,...I want to be stuffed with more updates...what do they want~"

"The author must pay attention to his health. When ensuring that he does not die suddenly, he will try his best to me! Dog author, please help me!"

"Soon up, can't sleep at night!"

“…”

Pu Jie looked at the lively comment section and the rapidly rising subscription, and was in tears.

"Damn it! There are so many people chasing me!"

In the next few days, every time 10,000 words are updated, it will be a carnival that urges the party to update, and more and more people will chase the update!

There are very few people who raise books.

Pu Jie’s subscription data is like being able to have children, with more and more updates!

The dramatic increase in royalties is almost emptying his body.

Pu Jie developed a little doubt about his strategy.

"I updated so many times...isn't it right?"

"I feel so uncomfortable when I chase you!"

"I was feeling well when I saw them,"

However, Pu Jie thought again that if he updated 4,000 words a day, there would be fewer readers to follow, but... the deadline for completing the task would be extended a lot, and he might not see his deposit of more than 6 million yuan in a year.

"No! Absolutely not, it must be updated quickly! You cannot lose the big one because of small things."

The two harms are the least.

"Now, it's only a 1,000-year subscription. No matter how happy they are, they don't have much royalties for a month, up to 10,000 yuan. This time the subsidy is 1.8 million yuan. The Ji Ge in the author group has a 5,000 yuan subscription, and it's only 450,000 yuan a month. The subscription royalties are not much!"

"The consumption power of Qidian readers is, but that's the case! Compared with new media channels, there are still too few..."

"As long as I am not at the top ten of the best-selling list, I cannot stop me from completing my tasks by simply subscribing!"

However, Pu Jie had some questions.

Why... the article after Wolong's guidance did not achieve the kind of unwelcome effect that he wanted?

"Did I misunderstand what I used to understand? As long as I have traffic support... I can get up even if I have bad books?"

Pu Jie shook his head, not thinking about the solution.

...

The recent chat atmosphere in the second group of Qidian authors has changed dramatically.

Uncle Tian: "Peaceful Shenniu Chuang is the best in the world!"

Xiao Zhou: "If you don't have peace, who will compete with me?"

The first waste in this group: "Without our peace of mind, who can improvise a poem?"

Confused: "I'll do it!"

"On the top of the Apocalypse Online Literature Mountain, let's see my safety!"

"Okay! What a poem! You must be confused!"

Confused: "Hey~ I can't write articles well, I still have some skills in writing awkward poems."

The secret book of Qifeng: "I saw that Ping An Shen was different at the beginning. Although the name was plain and a little rustic, the spirit of a great god came out as soon as I spoke, and I could tell at a glance that it was different from ours!"

Brother Xiaoyan: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

“……”

Amid the crazy licking of a group of people, happiness and peace came late.

Happiness and Peace: "Huh? It's so weird that you chat today. No one has ever broken up with me. I'm a little uncomfortable..."

Magic Conch: "Who dares to be with the peace god? My magic conch is the first one to dissatisfies!"

Xiao Zhou: "Start up, I am the first one to lick Pingyan. Let me die (I will lick you to death today.jpg)!"

Binghuo: "It's small, the pattern is small, does Ping An Shen need someone to lick it? He just needs to stand there, and he is the most beautiful boy in this group. By the way, Ping An Shen is also a writer of the end of the world. The new book "The Stableest Stay at Home in the End of the World", how to give a chapter?"

Happiness and Peace: "I remember you said I was a group of clowns?"

Ice and Fire: "(The clown is actually me.jpg)"

Happiness and Peace: "I said before, who will give me a chapter to me? I will give it back to him after I go to Sanjiang. Unfortunately... there is only one person in this group who believes in me, and you didn't seize the opportunity."

Magic Conch: "Who? Which big brother is so prescient?"

Happiness and Ping An: "I won't win, and I don't know how he wrote the new book... According to my guidance, I can at least make a few thousand orders."

"I'm so numb? I'm aware of my classmates' uncertainty?"

"I report it. If you win, you can open the perspective. Why can he tell that Ping An Shen is not a second pussy! It's obviously so similar!"

"I don't agree. You should send out the chat history of the guidance of the God of Peace. I also want to learn how to become a god! @时博博博."

A group of people started to win, but none of them got a response.

He came gently like the wind, swept away the guidance of Peace God, and silently found a place to write a book and became a god.

"Scary... There is another new emperor who is taking off silently, waiting for a stunning splash."
To be continued...