Chapter 374: As soon as the accelerator rings, my parents are raised in vain
Fang Jing didn't really care whether he had money or not. Dozens of silver alliances were a small amount of money to him. Besides, if the author gave a reward, he could get back half of his original investment.
His main purpose is to advertise for The Legend of the Condor Heroes.
This novel will definitely have to be adapted and filmed in the future, and now it has accumulated popularity in advance. Otherwise, it would be a bit embarrassing to say that no one has heard of such-and-such famous novel after it was filmed.
"Fang Jing, it's alright. You can't make money like this, you'll only lose money."
In the evening, Chang He, who was traveling thousands of miles away, couldn't wait to send a message to Fang Jing in an attempt to stop his hateful behavior. PC::/
There was no such thing as a silver alliance in Yuedian before. The reason why such a mechanism was created was because there were too many authors who brushed data.
There are more than 50 recommendation positions, major lists, clicks, monthly tickets, recommendation tickets, and people are using them everywhere.
Even if you ban it, you can't ban it. The website simply created a silver alliance to increase the collection and a site-wide notification mechanism, giving the author an honest opportunity to use it. The premise is that you only have money.
But there is a limit to swiping. There are not many people like Fang Jing who swipe dozens of silver alliances at a time. It is so terrible. For several hours, the banners appear one after another. Many readers have complained that it affects the reading experience.
The website was happy, wishing that Fang Jing could earn tens of millions, but Changhe couldn't bear to let him be tricked like this.
"Boss, didn't you come up with this Silver Alliance just for people to swipe it?" Fang Jing swiped another one while typing in Changhe.
"Besides, it won't work if I don't brush up. The martial arts channel is not very popular in the first place. I'm only in the new book issue now. If I don't brush up, will it take me the year of the monkey to collect 10,000?"
Martial arts channels are notoriously cool. Except for a few great masters, the rest are just cannon fodder. It’s rare for a few to stand out.
If the early writing is not good, readers will not read it, even if it is a great master. These days, there are not just one or two great masters who have hundreds of subscriptions. It is so realistic.
Although Fang Jing doesn’t go there just for the money, he still feels a sense of accomplishment by occasionally rewarding himself. It’s very satisfying to reward him one silver alliance after another.
"Am I not poisoned by Brother Ma?" Fang Jing was startled and muttered in his heart.
As Xiao Ma’s famous saying goes, as long as you have money, you can’t do anything. If you can’t do it, it just means you don’t have enough money.
"Stop it, it's useless!" Seeing Fang Jing swiping another Silver Alliance, Chang He's mouth twitched, "Do you really think the website is a fool? You added 30,000 collections to a Silver Alliance, half of them are robots, believe it or not? The rest are
The next half will open the treasure chest and run away, and you will lose them all within three days, leaving only three to five hundred real readers."
"Fuck you!"
The hand that was about to recharge stopped and Fang Jing couldn't help but yelled, "What a stupid idea you have, Brother Ma?"
Ten thousand yuan is enough to get three to five hundred more readers. It's such a bully. If Chang He hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't know how much it would cost. No wonder those great masters and platinum readers never brushed it up.
There are many authors who can make money through reading points, and the top ones make tens of millions a year, but they don't seem to have purchased the Silver Alliance, and they all know the inside story emotionally.
Silver Alliance can change its name!
Fang Jing suspected that this sentence came from their editorial department!
"I'm still underage and I accidentally tipped hundreds of thousands. Please contact your customer service to see if I can get a refund?" Fang Jing said shamelessly.
The author number he registered with Fang Hui’s ID card is indeed underage!
"Are you dreaming?" Changhe complained, "If you are really a reader, then forget it, maybe you can get a refund of 30,000 to 50,000, but, brother, this is your author number, you are the author!"
"The money you made from your last book was more than a few hundred thousand, right? Do you want the money back? Do you want the knife back?"
After saying that, Changhe also sent a picture of Brother Ma, wearing a suit and leather shoes, wearing rimless glasses, raising his head, looking like a high-level VIP looking at ordinary players, full of contempt for the world, and the meaning of all living beings are ants.
"Isn't this Dad Kai?"
Fang Jing laughed when he saw this picture. He couldn't believe that Kai's nickname in the canyon was Dad Kai. It was so similar.
"Withdraw first. Later, you can help me find a good recommendation position."
"Yes, with so many silver alliances, I will definitely make arrangements for you if the selected new books come to Sanjiang to be promoted."
The reward mechanism of Yudian is a scam, but it still has some conscience. As long as you deposit more money, it will give you a recommendation for this book. You can't let VIP players feel cold, otherwise who will give rewards next time?
Fang Jing has so many silver alliances that it would be unreasonable not to give him a strong recommendation from Sanjiang.
After turning off the computer and stretching, Fang Jing looked up. It was getting dark before he knew it. It felt so comfortable that no one had bothered him in the past two days.
Fang Hui had only moved out a few days ago and hadn't come back, so she was a little worried. Fang Jing planned to go over and see what her classmate was like.
This girl is very innocent, don't be fooled.
After changing into casual clothes, Fang Jing left on a motorcycle from the garage.
This red motorcycle is called Yamaha. It was the predecessor of this motorcycle that Andy Lau rode in the movie Tian Ruo Qing. It was very handsome and cool. The veteran driver loved it and gave it an alias, Andy Lau.
It cost hundreds of thousands to buy this Fangjing car, which is no cheaper than ordinary cars.
The wind roared in my ears, the scenery on both sides kept receding, and the sound of the accelerator was loud with my heartbeat. It felt like the world was at my mercy. Fang Jing was so happy that he almost screamed. Perhaps this was the charm of the motorcycle.
Of course, as soon as the accelerator clicks, the parents' support is in vain. If they ride well, they will go home for dinner, but if they ride poorly, the whole village will come to eat.
Fang Jing cherished his life, at least he didn't want to die now. He just indulged himself in a place with few cars, and the speed dropped in a few minutes.
Fang Jing stopped at a traffic light not far from Fang Hui's community. Next to him was an ordinary BMW. Through the half-open window, he saw a man and a woman inside.
The man was also a young man, with a flat head and a water ghost on his wrist. They were not being honest while waiting for a few seconds at the red light. The woman on the passenger seat was shifting the J gear with her hand.
Seeing Fang Jing turn his head this way, the young man looked at his car, smiled and waved, with a bit of pride in his eyes.
It doesn’t matter if the car is more expensive than mine, I’m not single!
At this moment, Fang Jing was wearing a helmet, making it difficult to see his face. He tilted his head to the right sourly and said nothing.
To his right, a battery car was also parked waiting for the red light. The owner of the car was a handsome man with long red hair and bangs covering his eyes. In the dark night, the other eye looked hesitant, which was the loneliness after being weathered.
There was a jade hand around his waist, and when he looked back, he saw a long-haired girl in her twenties gently pressing against his back.
This is not over yet. There is a girl at the back of the battery car. She has short shoulder-length hair, big eyes, and a cute look. She looks to be about eighteen or nineteen years old.
The three of them are very harmonious and warm!
He couldn't stay in this place any longer. Fang Jing took a deep breath, saw the red light flashing, quickly squeezed the clutch, and the accelerator roared.
He rushed out as soon as the light turned green, and before leaving, he gave the battery car owner and the BMW owner a middle finger.