When Wang Shen went back, it was only about three o'clock in the afternoon, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Wang Xiaoying sitting on the sofa watching cartoons.

"Aunt Wanwan, Dad is back. Wang Xiaoying jumped off the sofa excitedly and ran to greet Wang Shen happily.

Wang Shen smiled and touched her little head, without saying much.

At this time, Wen Wanshu walked out of the room and asked suspiciously, "Didn't you go to Zhao Da's concert to help sing?

Wang Shen shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's hard to say. ”

Looking at Wang Shen's face, Wen Wanshu felt more and more that there was gossip in it, and said with a smile: "Come, what is the specific situation, tell my sister." ”

Wen Wanshu's character, Wang Shen is clear, if she doesn't tell her what is going on, she will never give up, so Wang Shen had to tell her the cause and effect.

"Then you're really unlucky. After listening to Wang Shen's explanation, Wen Wanshu didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only sigh.

Wang Shen smiled, without too many words, not wanting to waste more time on this topic.

Wen Wanshu's eyes rolled, and she said, "Didn't you say that you have a recording?" Come, send it to me and tell me the specific situation." ”

Wang Shen asked hesitantly: "I'll just let it go to you, why do you have to send it to your buckle?"

"Do you want to send it?" Wen Wanshu's eyes widened, her eyes fierce, with an unquestionable tone.

Wang Shen felt an inexplicable murderous aura, and hurriedly responded: "I'll send it." ”

Seeing Wang Shen like this, Wen Wanshu smiled with satisfaction.

I thought to myself, this person still cares about his feelings, and he is still quite obedient.

After receiving the recording file sent by Wang Shen, Wen Wanshu immediately returned to the room by herself.

Wang Shen didn't think much about it, and accompanied his daughter to watch cartoons on the sofa.

At first, Wang Shen's mood was very depressed, but when he came back and saw his daughter's joyful appearance, his mood instantly improved a lot, and the previous depression was swept away.

"Did you take a nap today?" Wang Xiaoying leaned on Wang Shen's body, and Wang Shen asked subconsciously.

"If you don't take a nap, Ying Bao wants to watch cartoons. Wang Xiaoying responded coquettishly.

"That's not good, if you don't take a nap, you have to do your homework. Wang Shen's gentle voice sounded.

When Wang Xiaoying heard this, she looked at Wang Shen with aggrieved eyes, her mouth was slightly deflated, and she begged to be let go pitifully.

However, Wang Shen didn't eat her for a long time, and said unmoved: "If you don't listen to your father, you don't want to watch cartoons these days." ”

"Hmph~" Wang Xiaoying's little emotions were all revealed on her little face, and she snorted dissatisfiedly.

"What, are you not listening to your father?" Wang Shen deliberately changed his tone to a harsh tone.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoying hurriedly pretended to lie on Wang Shen's lap and made a sleeping posture.

In order to let her daughter sleep peacefully, Wang Shen immediately stroked her hair with his hand to make her sleep more comfortable.

However, Wang Xiaoying did not fall asleep, and after a while, she secretly opened her eyes and looked at her father.

At this moment, she happened to find that although her father's hands were still moving, his eyes were closed.

She thought to herself that her father might be tired and wanted to rest, so she stopped being naughty, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Although Wang Shen closed his eyes, he did not sleep, but closed his eyes to recuperate, and it was precisely because he closed his eyes that he did not see these small movements of his daughter.

I don't know how long it took, he obviously sensed that his daughter's breath was stable, and there was no subtle movement, and he could also determine that Wang Xiaoying had fallen asleep.

He carefully carried his daughter back to her room and put her on the bed, so that she could sleep better.

Wang Shen retreated and glanced into his room, where Wen Wanshu also fell motionless on the bed.

Seeing this, he already knew that this man was also taking a nap.

Wang Xiaoying took a nap because she was now in the stage of growing her body, so Wang Shen would urge this matter.

And Wen Wanshu's habit of taking a nap, Wang Shen also knows it.

According to Wen Wanshu herself, it is for maintenance.

That's right, maintenance.

Although Wang Shen didn't know what the principle was, he didn't have any opinion when he saw that she was in her thirties, and she was not a young man who had just turned twenty.

After all, for some women, certain things are more important than life.

Wang Shen poured himself a cup of tea, sat back on the sofa, and took out his mobile phone, he didn't have time to pay attention to the situation of the ghost blowing the lamp in the past few days, and now he is just idle, and he can learn about a wave.

The reason why he would find his mobile phone is very simple, just now when he used the buckle to send the recording file to Wen Wanshu, he saw that there was unread information in the buckle.

And this unread message was sent by the editor of Qidian.com.

"This week, I'll give you Sanjiang, when it will be on the shelves depends on the situation, stable updates, hard to save manuscripts, up to two updates a day, and the outbreak when it is on the shelves. Can it break out? Can it be put on the shelves? How many more can it be done?"

The editors of Qidian.com are all relatively cold, and they don't talk nonsense, just what they say about something.

Seeing this information, Wang Shen used his mobile phone browser to enter the Qidian network and found that the ghost blowing lamp was indeed on the recommended position in Sanjiang.

On the famous good recommendation of Sanjiang, the starting point network, the clicks and recommendation votes of the ghost blowing lamp have increased significantly, and there are many more book reviews.

Of course, there are also comments from peers who have opened a small account to deliberately smear them, and this kind of comment can be judged at a glance as long as you click on his account.

Alas, it is born from the same root, so why be too anxious to fry each other.

Wang Shen couldn't help but sigh.

From the initial popular classification to the current Sanjiang, how difficult it is all the way, Wang Shen knows clearly in his heart.

At one time, he thought that ghost blowing the lamp was not suitable for the online literature circle of this world, and he had the idea of reopening a new book.

Now it's hard to go to Sanjiang, and the results are not good.

Even so, there are peers who come to make trouble.

Wang Shen really has a feeling of being a dog.

Everyone is the lowest level of writers, can't we encourage each other and support each other to move forward?

Can't we just put our minds right and don't do these things that are not empty?

Do you know that this kind of behavior is a joke in the eyes of those gods.

To be honest, Wang Shen saw the troublesome comments of his peers about these things, and he was not angry, but embarrassed.

If it is said that the results of the ghost blowing the lamp have gone against the sky, it is understandable that this situation has occurred.

But the current results of this book are not good, why are there still peers who can't read it?

It's embarrassing.

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