However, Hongye underestimated Wang Huan's honey confidence.

No matter how hard she tried to persuade her, she couldn't change Wang Huan's idea of changing 40,000 a day.

"That'...... How many words are you going to write in this book?"

Hongye still holds on to the last glimmer of hope, if Wang Huan's book can reach more than five or six million words, then the platform will still have plenty of time to promote.

"I'm almost done with my manuscript, and the total length is about 900,000 words. ”

Wang Huan said.

“......”

Momiji's heart is tumbling, when she encountered a good work before, what she was most worried about was that the other party would not update it. She didn't expect that one day she would be annoyed by the author's too many updates.

It's only a few hundred thousand words, which means that it will be completed in less than a month!

"You are 40,000 a day, why don't you fly into the sky and shoulder to shoulder with the sun?"

She said something in her heart.

In the past two days, Momiji has been able to hear the song "I Believe" everywhere she goes, and many employees in the office have used "flying into the sky and the sun side by side" as a mantra, so she unknowingly uses this lyric.

persuaded Wang Huan for a long time, and found that he couldn't change the other party's opinion at all, in order not to make Wang Huan disgusted, he switched to other platforms, and Hongye finally reluctantly agreed to his absurd statement that he was changing 40,000 a day.

"Alright then, I hope you can update it well in the future, quality is the most important thing...... Wait a minute, you can add my penguin number, and you can ask any questions or requests as soon as possible. ”

Momiji said bitterly.

"No problem. ”

Wang Huan said.

After hanging up the phone, he logged in to the writer's background of Weibo Reading.

After watching this, I knew why the anchor of Weibo reading was so anxious to call him.

Because he was almost scared by the data, too.

Clicks: 50,000 clicks

Collection: 6520 pcs

Recommendation: 8900 votes

Comments: 2301

"In less than a day, the data exploded?"

Wang Huan has also seen a lot of them before, and he knows a lot, and in the two-month public period, even if it is promoted, it may not be possible to have 6,000 collections.

"Aren't the supernaturals a niche? Why are they so popular? It seems that the so-called niche is all deceitful, but there are no good enough works. Otherwise, as long as the work is good enough, no matter how niche the classification is, it can become popular. ”

I silently said a few words in my heart.

Took a look at the comments.

Basically, they are all praise, such as:

"Broken Chapters Dog, Die!"

"The dog author hasn't updated yet?"

"Do you dare to send out the address? I've got a cart of blades here. ”

"It's only 40,000 words, author, are you a eunuch?"

“......”

With Wang Huan's psychological quality that has been exercised by the aunt in the live broadcast room, it should be regarded as a compliment. After all, if you write poorly, someone can urge you to change it? It must be because he writes well, so what is it not praise?

Updates though?

Hehe!

"Ghost Blows the Lantern" will only be updated at 12 o'clock in the evening.

That's exciting!

After a few more moments of browsing through the comments, I turned off my computer.

After eating at eleven o'clock, he asked Zhang Tao to help find a highly skilled makeup artist, and made him into another dark-faced, older boy's face, and then put on a wig with a completely different hairstyle, until Wang Huan didn't even know himself, and then he was relieved.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, I received a call from Wei Shuo.

"Wang Huan, okay, I'll be waiting for you at the gate of Lin Da's main building. ”

"Okay, wait for me for half an hour. ”

About twenty minutes later, Wang Huan appeared at the door of the main building, until he walked in front of Wei Shuo, this guy still didn't recognize him, and a pair of eyes kept looking at the female classmates who passed by.

"Don't look at it, all of them are wearing down jackets, wrapped like zongzi, do you look at chicken feathers?"

Wang Huan walked over and slapped Wei Shuo on the head.

"it...... Huh, you ...... King...... You can do this makeup. ”

Wei Shuo was about to get angry, when he heard Wang Huan's voice, he reacted, and reached over with one hand to touch Wang Huan's face.

"Get out!"

Wang Huan opened Wei Shuo's hand, "Hurry up and lead the way, where is the poetry exchange meeting you said? ”

Wei Shuo patted his chest: "You still don't believe in my credibility?"

Hehe.

Trust your credibility, I might as well believe that the sow will go up the tree.

Wang Huan glanced at Wei Shuo with disdain.

The two walked into the main building together.

......

......

Main Building Lecture Theatre 201.

On the teacher's blackboard, a line of beautiful chalk is written: "The 3rd Top Ten Colleges and Universities Poetry Exchange Conference - Forestry Station." ”

At this moment, the classroom was quite lively, with more than 100 students from 10 different universities gathered together. These students are members of various societies and have a strong interest in poetry.

They are here today to organize a poetry exchange meeting. And there is also a very important purpose: to select three representatives with the deepest knowledge in poetry, and participate in the "Sixth Chinese Poetry Competition" held in Beijing ten days later.

So today's event, although it looks peaceful.

But these arrogant students all have a strong fighting spirit in their eyes, and they are secretly hostile to everyone.

"Two classmates, are you here for an exchange meeting?"

When Wang Huan and Wei Shuo came to the door of 201, a sweet-looking girl with long hair asked with a smile.

Wei Shuo's eyes lit up immediately, and sure enough, he came right, the quality of the first one was so high!

He nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, yes." ”

The girl smiled and nodded, and handed over two pens: "Then please sign a name in the notebook, just write your own school after the name." ”

"Okay, okay. ”

Wei Shuo quickly wrote the word Zheng Feng in his notebook.

Wang Huan, on the other hand, signed Chen Hui's name.

The two of them did not squint, and their movements were natural and skillful, obviously this was not the first time they had done this kind of thing.

The girl put away her pen and motioned for the two to go in: "Zheng Feng, Chen Hui, two classmates, please." ”

Wei Shuo suddenly became serious, looking like a dog: "This beauty, in this literary environment, I want to ask what time it is?"

The girl looked at her phone and smiled, "Forty-five minutes at one o'clock in the afternoon." ”

Wei Shuo smiled faintly, raised his right hand, and glanced at the cheap electronic watch of twenty yuan in his hand: "Coincidentally, my time is also one forty-five minutes." Since we are so destined, can we leave each other's contact information and don't let this rare fate disappear with the wind?"

“......”

Wang Huan was speechless in his heart, and walked silently again, ready to appreciate the plan of Manager Wei.

However, as soon as he took a few steps, Wei Shuo, who was dancing and talking in high spirits, didn't notice that someone was coming behind him, and his elbow accidentally hit the body of a pair of male and female middle school girls who came in - right in the chest.

The girl was ashamed and annoyed, and said angrily, "Do you want to do it?"

Manager Wei reflexively responded: "I don't want to." ”

The boy who came in with the girls heard Wei Shuo's words, and his face changed suddenly.

Get!

Wang Huan frowned, Nima's is really troublesome.