On the morning of the 30th, Sun Quan finished coding two chapters of the manuscript. During this period, he refreshed the starting point monthly ticket list several times, but he did not see any miracles. The first place was still "The Magic Chef", and his "The Ring of the Immortal Dragon" was still second.
Not only did the rankings remain unchanged, the gap in monthly votes between the two books had even widened. By the time he went to eat at noon, the gap in monthly votes between the two books was already more than 700 votes.
The total number of monthly tickets for "Magic Chef" is more than 15,000, while his "Ring of the Immortal Dragon" is more than 14,200.
It's the last day of the month, and the number of book fans who vote for books has obviously increased. This is directly reflected in the growth rate of monthly votes for these two books, but it is obvious that the growth rate of monthly votes for "The Magic Chef" exceeds that of "The Ring of the Immortal Dragon".
In this regard, Sun Quan had no other choice but to add one more chapter.
Speaking of which, this is also the frustration of being an online writer.
If you insist on not brushing votes, the author personally can do very little in the face of the situation on the monthly vote list. The quality of the work has already been finalized and there is no way to improve it for a while.
If I vote for monthly votes by myself, how many votes can I vote with my own account?
If I really voted too much, it would undoubtedly be a form of vote-shopping.
Post a single chapter to call on your book fans to vote?
This is a solution, but can such single chapters be published frequently?
If you send too little, the effect will be insignificant; if you send too much, some book fans will be disgusted...
Therefore, despite his helplessness, Sun Quan did nothing except add more updates.
If the gap between the monthly votes and "Magic Chef" is already very small, he may publish another single chapter asking for monthly votes, and maybe he can make a comeback in one fell swoop and reach the top position.
But the gap between the two books has widened to more than 700 votes. He knew that publishing a single chapter at this time would have no meaning except to disgust some book fans.
His lunch today was quite sumptuous. Xiao Zheng, the chef in the store, cooked a pot of Maoxuewang, stir-fried two vegetarian dishes, and a large bowl of kelp and pork ribs soup.
But because Sun Quan was not in a good mood, his food was tasteless. He hurriedly finished most of the bowl of rice and then put down his bowl and chopsticks. He did not rush upstairs to code. He always thought that after so many years of being on the streets, his mentality had long been stable.
Already.
But this time after working hard for a month on the monthly vote list, he was about to reach the result where he could not achieve his goal, and his mentality was still affected.
I walked out of the store, held the collar of my windbreaker, took the key and opened the car door, and drove to the Riverside Park beside the river.
Parking the car on the river embankment, he got out and walked along the river embankment.
The Tonghe River at the end of November was already in the dry season. The water surface dropped to the bottom of the river, and large areas of river bottom silt near the river bottom were exposed, forming large swathes of tidal flats.
There are groups of waterfowl looking for fish to eat in the shallow water of the tidal flat; there are also scattered white sheep and buffalo gnawing the yellow withered grass in the grassy areas of the tidal flat; there are also two or three with their trousers legs rolled up high, groping for snails and snails in the shallow water area.
The woman of the river clam...
Sun Quan walked slowly on the river embankment. The cold wind blowing from a distance blew on his face and blew the collar of his windbreaker, but it couldn't move his hair because he had a short shave and his hair was thin.
Hard and upright.
Squinting and lighting a cigarette, he saw a stone as big as a human head in front of him, smiled lightly, walked over and sat on the stone.
Sitting on the stone, looking at the scene on the tidal flat, and looking at the water of the Tonghe River still flowing eastward in front of the tidal flat, many memories flashed through his mind.
When he was a child in his hometown, every year at the end of the year, when the Chinese New Year was approaching, there would always be a pond in the village that was drained by the pond owner in order to catch all the big and small fish in the pond, and he would work with many
The elderly and children would roll up their trousers and carry a small bamboo basket to look for river mussels in the mud at the bottom of the pond. Occasionally, they would catch a fish that swam next to the pond owner while the family was not paying attention...
Thinking of this memory from that time, Sun Quan smiled slightly.
It was really cold at that time, and sometimes it would snow. Sometimes by the time the pond owner drained the pond, a thin layer of ice had already formed on the surface of the mud. But at that time, everyone in the village was poor, and so was his family.
He may not be able to eat a meal of meat or fish for a month, just to taste some fresh river food. He didn't seem to feel the cold at that time. His feet with his trousers rolled up high stepped into the deep mud, and his toes were frozen.
I was still looking for river clams and small fish and shrimps in the mud with great interest. Every time I touched a small fish as big as a finger, I could smile and squint my eyes.
If you can quietly catch a palm-sized crucian carp in shallow water, you will be so excited that you want to go ashore immediately and send it back home...
We were so poor at that time, and we could be very satisfied with just a little gain.
…
In addition to this memory, the smiling face of an ex-girlfriend flashed through Sun Quan's mind.
He remembered that in the winter of a certain year, it was very cold and the wind was very strong. She pestered him and asked him to take her to fly a kite. He repeatedly told her that the wind in winter blew from top to bottom and the kite could not fly into the sky.
She didn’t believe it, so she insisted on taking her to fly a kite, but where to buy a kite in winter?
He couldn't resist her, so he could only use his own kite-making skills as a child. He found an old shirt and cut it up. He also went to a nearby park to secretly cut a small bamboo, cut it into strips, and worked on it for an hour or two.
After making a kite with a very abstract shape, they came to the riverside in their hometown. She happily urged him to run faster, and then run faster. He, a stick man, also accompanied her to make trouble, but he almost broke his leg.
, and did not fly the kite into the sky.
He couldn't remember the name of his ex-girlfriend for the moment. He only remembered her face that was flushed with cold in the cold wind that day, as well as her bright smile and snow-white teeth.
That's right! She was the one with the whitest and neatest teeth among his several ex-girlfriends. From the beginning, he seemed to be attracted by her particularly beautiful and white teeth when she smiled.
only……
The past is like the wind. Unless you capture it with a camera like Mr. Edison did, the images in your memory will eventually fade away. Sun Quan even suspected that maybe in a few years, he might know what those ex-girlfriends looked like.
I won't be able to remember.
Regretful?
He shook his head slightly. He didn't regret it, but he didn't regret it either.
In fact, after breaking up with his ex-girlfriends, he no longer resented them after a long time, because he could understand why they left him. He saw no hope of a happy life here. If he were a woman, he would not follow them.
Before rebirth, he entered the palace of marriage.
What's there to love about a nerd who plunges headlong into a novel and never comes out?
What's more, those ex-girlfriends enriched his emotional life and made the heroines and supporting characters in his novels more and more vivid. He once thought that if he hadn't dated those ex-girlfriends, he might never be able to write about a woman well.
Role.
Therefore, from this aspect, he is grateful to them.
…
The cold wind made his mind drift. One moment he was thinking about his ex-girlfriends, and the next second he recalled a pop song called "The Most Beautiful Love".
The reason why I thought of this song was because of the water of the river in front of me.
The endless flow of water in front of him suddenly reminded him of the opening sentence of "The Most Beautiful Love" - "The passionate Xiaguan wind blows and blows, but it cannot dry the thousand-year-old Erhai Lake."
Before his rebirth, he heard this song several times when he occasionally passed by a square dance.
And this song left a deep impression on him, because the melody and singing method of this song sounded very beautiful to him, but he didn't know whether his brain circuit was different from that of ordinary people, or what? Anyway, he always
The first time I listened to this song, I felt so sad. It has beautiful lyrics and beautiful singing. No matter how you look at it, this song should be a song that can soothe people's soul, but every time Sun Quan listens to it,
Every time, I feel like crying.
He thought about the reason for this, and then thought it might be because his several relationships always ended in vain, right?
So listening to the beautiful words described in the lyrics, he would always recall the sweetness at the beginning of every love, but... he would always think of the scene when they broke up, and then he would feel so sad.
Just like at this moment, the melody and sound of this song were echoing in his mind, and his eyes slowly became sad.
Just then, his cell phone rang.
Sun Quan lowered his head slightly and took out his mobile phone. His eyes were still sad, but when he saw the caller ID was Yuan Shuiqing, he suddenly smiled.
The sadness in his eyes disappeared in an instant.
"Hello? Beauty, do you miss me?"
When the phone call came through, he first teased his girlfriend.
Yuan Shuiqing: "You! It seems you know it? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have made this call to you."
Sun Quan was slightly surprised, "What? What do I know? You don't mean you really miss me, do you? Haha."
Yuan Shuiqing in the office looked a little helpless. He raised his hand to brush the long hair around his face and said with a smile: "What! I'm talking about the Golden Alliance. Are you in such a good mood now? Isn't it because you already know that the six-eared macaque has returned?
Did I reward you with a Golden Alliance?"
Sun Quan's mouth opened slightly and he was stunned for a moment.
A few seconds later, Yuan Shuiqing didn't hear his voice and asked: "Hello? Sun Quan, are you still listening?"
Sun Quan blinked in confusion, "Here, there! Are you serious? The six-eared macaque rewarded me with another Golden Alliance? Are you kidding me?"
Yuan Shuiqing chuckled: "Do I have that much free time? You should be next to the computer now, right? You can find out if you go to Qidian and check it yourself?"
Sun Quan blinked again, and suddenly stood up and strode to the car. As he walked, he said, "I'm outside to enjoy the breeze now. Okay, I'll go back now. Let's talk when you come back in the evening!"
Yuan Shuiqing was a little surprised, "What? Are you blowing outside now? It's such a cold day..."
Sun Quan chuckled and trotted towards the car while talking nonsense: "That's right! There is water in my head. I'll feel better after I blow it dry! Haha..."
On the other end of the phone, Yuan Shuiqing was speechless and laughed.
She felt it - someone was going into convulsive mode again.
At the same time, she also felt that he was in a good mood now and she didn't need to worry, so she smiled and said, "Okay! Then drive back slowly, don't be anxious! Pay attention to safety!"