Directly clicking on the author's backstage, Meng Ke waved his hand and knocked on a single chapter, the theme of which was to thank the silver god Hao 'fiery Sarilang'.

The content is not much, but it is all dry goods, and the first paragraph is naturally a meaty testimonial, wagging his tail to thank Shenhao. The second paragraph of the painting style changed, and it directly said that it would not be added to the silver, because the update after the new book would have been a 10,000-word start, 30,000 foundations, and 70,000 regular operations, only if you can't keep up with the rhythm of the plot, there is no time for shortness and weakness. The third paragraph turns again, if Shenhao is willing, in order to thank him, the old man can eat, play and chat with him......

This kind of riotous single chapter will naturally cause a group attack from readers.

It is absolutely impossible not to attack.

"The years are letting go of themselves, the silver gods don't add more, the cow breaks, be careful of the gods and take off the powder. ”

"No, the old man must be bragging, starting with 10,000 words, 30,000 foundations, and 70,000 regular operations?

"Don't talk about live broadcast upstairs, the last one who said this kind of thing, the nickname has been changed, be careful of poison. ”

"I'm not going to believe it anyway. ”

"My gut tells me that old age is going crazy. ”

"Scattered, scattered, the old man has turned into a big brush, brushing silver by himself, giving a single chapter testimonial, he wants to be shameless, just this kind of book, a fool will give a reward. ”

Three seconds later.

On the fan list of celebrating more than one year, another alliance leader suddenly appeared.

The freshly baked alliance leader, nickname: "This is not my fault." ”

With the title of the leader of the alliance, 'It's not my fault for this' directly posted a post: "If you haven't read the book, don't force it, this Nima is definitely a fairy grass, and his personality is guaranteed." Calm down and savor, carefully taste, carefully taste, and then you will find that the little white text you read before is all poop!"

"Shuangwen Shuangwen, how can the human brain be automatically cool every day, it's much cooler, everything has to produce antibodies. It can't be dry, it should be subtle, it should be leisurely, and it should be half covered with a pipa. ”

"It's a technical job. ”

"The old man seems to have mastered this craft!"

A single post.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Who would have thought that a new book by a third-rate writer would cause an ideological debate on the platform of the Internet Literature Alliance.

And it is a book title and introduction to the poisonous weed of the third level of persuasion.

When Meng Ke fell asleep on the bed, Qing Yunian had already squeezed into the top ten on the new book list, and the post of 'This is not bad for me' also squeezed into the ranks of hot posts.

You know, this is a historical fiction, a complete niche text.

When the first batch of readers endured the poisoning and opened the novel, when they read it, in fact, most of them were people who had eaten too much 'meat' and urgently needed 'green vegetables'.

Celebrating more than one year is just right.

Pure heart and little desire and funny waves.

Five silvers and a shallow consciousness polemic, after a night of fermentation, slowly began to form an invisible storm.

More and more readers, including the author, are beginning to discuss Meng Ke's new book.

If you haven't seen it, you almost have to flip it over.

We can't go out of step with the times.

Wake up early in the morning on time.

Meng Ke went out for half an hour, ate breakfast again, and threw out 70,000 words when he got home, which was copied yesterday, and there was still surplus food.

In fact, he can set up the backstage and send a chapter every half an hour to whet the reader's appetite, but after weighing it left and right, Meng Ke gave up.

Not necessarily.

It's really unnecessary.

In the future, the frequency of publishing books will be faster and faster, to give readers a kind of inertia, the old man is a tentacle monster, a monster with more than 100,000 code words in a single day.

Believe it or not.

That's the way it is, anyway, no one will break open his skull and find the mobile phone that spans space, even if it is broken, it is estimated that it will not be found.

Which novel have you ever seen where the goldfinger is exposed?

Impossible.

After posting the new chapter, Meng Ke directly clicked on an Academy Award movie and began to copy the book mechanically, without any shortcuts. The mobile phone is in his mind, only he can see it, and if he wants to get it, he has to type it manually, but it may be that practice makes perfect, Meng Ke feels that his hand speed seems to be better than yesterday.

It is estimated that a copy of the Qing more than one year has been copied.,The level of their own stenographic can be close to the professional level.,I hope it's close.,Although it's cool to copy a book.,It's really boring.。

Three days of updates.

The plot of celebrating more than one year has advanced to the twenty-ninth chapter of the second volume, throwing poems and smashing people. Fan Xian came to Kyoto and participated in the poetry meeting of King Jing's Mansion, which clashed with Guo Baokun, and finally successfully slapped his face with a song of Du Fu's climbing.

When he copied it last night, Meng Ke didn't think much about it at all, and when he sent it today, Meng Ke didn't think much about it. But three hours later, the chapters were sent out in an office at the Capital Normal University, causing an uproar.

......

Capital Normal University.

Faculty of Literature.

Lin Zibei frowned deadly, he had been staring at his phone for three hours. Lin Zibei is a doctor of literature, he usually has no hobbies, only likes to read novels, and the habit he developed since middle school has lasted for more than ten years.

The day before yesterday, I inadvertently made a mistake and clicked on a novel called Qing Yu Nian, which was just a pastime for idleness, but the more I read it, the more I felt that something was wrong.

This is not a book in the conventional sense of the word at all.

This turned out to be a novel with connotation.

Lin Zibei is more patient than ordinary readers, and is extremely patient, and then he became obsessed with the story and was out of control.

Fortunately, the author's update is powerful, otherwise Lin Zibei estimates that he will go crazy with the book, but after following the book, there is always a thought that comes out of his mind: "How did such an excellent work, such a wonderful plot, and such a beautiful and youthful text be created in such a short time?"

According to Lin Zibei's understanding, this kind of writing, writing five or six thousand words a day is already the limit.

70,000 words a day?

That's pretty much the speed of copying books.

People always have to eat, sleep and rest, they can't help but eat or drink, and they are not cultivating immortals.

There is an essential difference between a doctor of literature and a doctor of medicine, at least he will not be so busy that his legs cramp, Lin Zibei is very relaxed, coupled with the amiability of his mentor, he estimates that his graduation is a sure thing, so there is only time left.

That's it.

Lin Zibei spent the latest chapter of Meng Ke's update.

Then he read a poem from a story: "The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back." The boundless falling trees are falling, and the Yangtze River is rolling. He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years. Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, pouring down a new turbid wine glass. ”

There are no titles.

There is no author.

According to the plot, this should be the work of the actor Fan Xian plagiarized from the real world, but Lin Zibei frowned and thought, which poet's work is this copying?

Lin Zibei has read countless ancient poems, a doctor of literature, these are all basic skills, but he has no impression of the poems embedded in this novel.

Could it be a poem written by the author himself?