After all, Lao Goose is not so crazy. He is in his forties, and he will not stay up all night easily for anything. Besides, he has a lot of royalties, and his salary at work is pretty decent. He also has a house and a car at home. He earns money.
Although there is motivation, it is definitely not strong enough to code all night long.
After 12 o'clock in the night, he forced himself to type another chapter, and went back to the bedroom to sleep before 1:30.
Although the villa is nice, life is more important!
…
The next morning, Lao Goose came to work at work.
After making a cup of tea, he brought it into his office and turned on his computer. As a habit, he logged into his QQ account first to see if anyone had left a message for him.
Sure enough, after logging in to QQ, the QQ profile picture kept flashing, and someone actually left a message for him.
He clicked on the flashing QQ profile picture several times, and then several chat boxes popped up.
The first thing he saw was the message sent to him by his friend Gui Wu.
Gui Wu is also one of Qidian's great urban authors. Lao Ge met him at Qidian's annual author meeting last year. Since they were both authors of the urban channel, the two chatted more and gradually became good friends.
They are not alienated from each other just because they are competitors.
When they chatted together, they were very happy with each other and had many common topics. They also had a lot of exchanges about urban writing, and they both learned a lot from each other.
When Lao Ge saw Gui Wu, he sent him a message at around 7 o'clock this morning.
Ghost Dance: "Brother! Are you too useless? Are you being overthrown by a newcomer for two consecutive months? Hurry up and get the monthly vote list back! It's so embarrassing!"
Lao Goose frowned.
Being overthrown by a newcomer for two consecutive months? Taking back the monthly vote list?
What's the meaning?
Questions arose in his mind, and at the same time, he also had a bad premonition.
He quickly logged into Qidian and found the Qidian city monthly vote list.
The next second, he was speechless.
1 "My Decathlon"——448
2 "My Superstar Girlfriend"——411
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Overnight, "My Decathlon" blew him away again.
I stayed up late last night and updated an extra chapter! Has this been revealed?
He felt very unhappy, but also a little helpless. Without looking, he could guess that the new guy named "I Lao Sun" must have made another big splash.
All martial arts in the world are indestructible, but only speed is indestructible?
This characteristic of Internet articles made him quite speechless.
I just started this month and I was blown away by this book. Can I take it back later?
He was silent for a while before replying to Gui Wu: "Are you ready for your new book? How many months have you been resting since you finished your last book? Aren't you going to start a new book yet?"
Gui Wu replied quickly, "It's been sent! It was sent last night."
Lao Goose raised his eyebrows and said, "It has been sent out? Is it still in the city? Where is the title of the book? Send me a link!"
Ghost Dance: "Well, it's still the city. You can read the title yourself!"
Immediately, Gui Wu sent a link to a web page. Lao Goose clicked on the link and the browser page jumped, and soon a new book page popped up.
Book title: "Evil"
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Sun Quan, who once again topped the Qidian City monthly vote list, was in a good mood all day long. The data of "My Decathlon" has indeed increased a lot. You can see the data every time you refresh the book page or the author's backend.
It's constantly rising.
He had a hunch that as long as he could stay at the top of the city's monthly votes list for a month, his December manuscript fee would definitely increase significantly.
However, it will definitely not be easy to stay at the top of the list for a month, and other books on the list will definitely try to beat him.
He had a sense of crisis in his heart, but he was not afraid of challenges. He turned this pressure into motivation for typing, and started typing while sitting at the bar early in the morning.
"My Decathlon" was written before he was reborn. The later the plot, the clearer he remembered it. In addition, the detailed outline at his hand was very detailed, so he could write the main text very quickly. One chapter costs 3,000 yuan.
He often finished coding the charged chapters within an hour recently.
Such hand speed gave him confidence.
In the evening, Yuan Shuiqing arrived as promised and came to his store to sit at the bar for him.
As the closing time for the night got closer and closer, Sun Quan gradually began to feel nervous.
Because yesterday he happily decided to try to hold her hand on his way back tonight to test her true feelings - whether she really wants to date him... or not...
Yesterday's decision was very pleasant, but I don't know if the consequences of holding her hand tonight will be pleasant or not...
This is why he is nervous.
Because of this tension, his writing skills became worse and worse, and his concentration became increasingly difficult.
When he found that the words he typed were becoming more and more nonsense, he stopped typing immediately, thought about it, and deleted all the hundreds of words that were written out.
It was almost time to get off work, and there were no customers in the store. Yuan Shuiqing, who was sitting next to him, caught a glimpse of him suddenly deleting a large paragraph of text, and then noticed his unusual expression. He frowned, as if he was in a trance.
There was doubt in her eyes, but she didn't ask anything.
When it passed 9 o'clock and the last customer in the store paid his bill and left, Sun Quan suddenly stood up and shouted to the kitchen: "Master Liu! Clean up and get ready to get off work!"
At the same time, he also shouted to Qu Li who was clearing the table in the front hall.
Yuan Shuiqing glanced at him and silently packed his things.
A few minutes later, the store closed.
Liu Guangfu and Qu Li left after get off work. Sun Quan and Yuan Shuiqing tacitly went out and locked the door, then stood side by side on the roadside waiting for a taxi.
At night in December, the temperature is already very low, and a gust of cold wind can make people's skin get goosebumps.
Yuan Shuiqing was wearing a purple windbreaker with long hair shawl. Under the cold moonlight, when Sun Quan glanced at her quietly, he could see a hazy halo on her face, making her feel a little more beautiful than during the day.
He was accustomed to standing on his left side. At this moment, his right hand hanging by his leg was about to move. From the corner of his eye, he secretly glanced at her left hand inserted in the pocket of her windbreaker. He was a little helpless... Could he reach into her pocket?
Hold her hand? Isn’t that too embarrassing?
He leaned forward slightly and glanced at her right hand. If her right hand was outside, he was going to quietly move to her right and try to hold her right hand.
He caught a glimpse that her right hand was indeed outside her pocket, but he didn't feel happy.
Because she was holding the bag in her right hand, if he went to hold it, the scene would be strange - holding her hand carrying the bag...
Just when he was feeling disappointed, Yuan Shuiqing suddenly took out his left hand that was inserted in the pocket of his windbreaker.
Sun Quan's eyes lit up, his heart skipped a beat, and his right hand that had been ready to move subconsciously grabbed her left hand, which she had just taken out of her pocket.
At that moment, his heart beat faster and he felt very anxious.
Yuan Shuiqing was stunned, looking at his left hand in surprise, blinking, and then looking at him with a half-smile.