Today is Saturday, and the company has two days off.

Early in the morning, Fang Zigu was surprised to find that in just one night, the number of his new book collections had reached 83!

Not only that, but a total of eight people voted for their recommendations, and three people commented on their books!

[Comment A: 300 pounds of pork! The male protagonist is rich!]

[Comment: Will the male protagonist be crushed to death?]

[Comment C: There is a hole in Mount Emei, and Shaolin holds a stick to twist it.

However, the cave is too small, and there is grass all around.

One breath borrowed the Heaven Opening Axe and directly split into the Great Rift Valley.

Shaolin Huan, Emei dance, run to the Valley of Happiness together. 】

Fang Zigu smiled and replied to all the comments one by one.

As an online writer who works hard to code words, it really makes the author happier than anything else to get the support and affirmation of book friends.

Fang Zigu boarded the Singularity APP and searched for his new book, and so far, the number of investors in his new book has reached 11, and 3 people have been chased.

Fang Zigu was overjoyed in his heart, he used the APP to read the new book again from beginning to end, and invested it for himself by the way, so that the number of investors became 12.

Looking at the new book's pretty good results, Fang Zigu grinned happily.

Flipping through the rankings, he found that his new book was already ranked on the "New Books List" and had risen to 189th.

This made him a little excited in his heart, and when he thought of the special rewards of the system, he was even more motivated.

After sending out today's two chapters, Fang Zigu continued to stay at home and code words.

By six o'clock in the evening, he had already coded more than 15,000 words.

The number of manuscripts of the novel has also reached 20,000.

He turned on the system and looked at it.

[Word count]: 15,000

[Gold]: 0

[Fans]: 200

[Charm]: 0

Hey, the fan value has become 200?

Does it have something to do with collecting?

Fang Zigu opened the writer's backstage and looked at it.

The collection has indeed changed, from 89 to 113, but there is still a gap from 200.

It seems that the so-called fan value is not necessarily related to collections, for example, some people have commented, or voted, but they have not collected, so they should also be regarded as fans.

There were a few more comments in the [Comments], and Fang Zigu flipped through two of them.

[Fat cats love fish: Come on, protagonist, I heard that every fat person is a potential stock, I support you!]

[If love could be done all over again: what a garbage book, withdrawn.] 】

Speaking from the heart, although a work is good or bad, there will always be criticism. But such untactful wording still made Fang Zigu feel very uncomfortable.

After opening, he thought about it carefully, but still did not delete this comment.

Everyone has their own preferences, just look away.

Two days passed quickly.

As of Sunday evening, more than 20,000 words of Fang Zigu's new book had been posted.

And the collection also reached 300, which made him very happy.

Investors in the new book have risen to 39, chasing 11.

What surprised Fang Zigu even more was that a big guy called [Cloud in the Wind] actually chased 10,000 points!

This man was familiar to him, one of his few loyal readers.

Since he wrote his third book, this big guy has often sent book reviews to support him.

After signing the last book, this big guy also rewarded him with 10,000 singularity coins.

It's a pity that he lived up to the expectations of this big guy.

However, Fang Zigu believed. With the system in place, his luck will definitely get better and better, and he will definitely be able to write a new book that satisfies his readers.

Before closing the Singularity APP. He deliberately glanced at the ranking of new books and found that the ranking of [a 300-pound daughter-in-law at the beginning] had risen to 38th.

It's almost there, I don't know if I can rush to the first place before signing the contract.

Thinking of signing the contract, Fang Zigu's heart sank.

Singularity's new book, whether you can sign a contract, the most important thing is not the data, but whether your new book can be favored by the editor.

If the editor doesn't read your book well, no matter how good the data is, it's just as useless.

Some new books with better titles, introductions and settings, basically within 30,000 words, will receive the editor's station, if more than 50,000 words have not been signed, then basically have to wait for 100,000 words to apply.

And 100,000 words to apply ~

Others don't know.

My own books, most of the time, are not playful.

The reason is very simple, if the editor can be optimistic about his book, he will have read it a long time ago, and he still needs to wait for 100,000 words.

He applied for more than a dozen copies of 100,000 words, but only two of them were successfully signed in the end.

This probability~

I want to cry.

However, Fang Zigu has already thought about this book, no matter whether he can sign a contract or not, he will always insist on writing it.

......

......

At 11 o'clock in the night, Fang Zigu packed up his things and was about to go to bed, when Su Dai'er suddenly sent him another message.

"Are you going to have breakfast at home tomorrow?"

"That's right, where else can you be if you're not at home?" Fang Zigu replied immediately.

"Oh, got it~ good night. ”

Seeing that this daughter suddenly sent such a message to herself, he was a little confused, and after replying to the other party with a "good night", he fell asleep.

......

......

Yangtze River Apartment, Sha District, D City.

This is the most high-end single apartment in Dalian, and the people who live here are basically senior white-collar workers with a monthly salary of tens of thousands.

In room 505 of the apartment, a young woman in blue pajamas climbed on the big red bed, looking at the replies on her mobile phone, and her teeth itched with hatred.

"This Fang Zi Gu is really going to me off!"

The young woman snapped her phone and turned her head to look at the ceiling.

From time to time, her azure eyes flashed with anger, confusion, and sadness.

I thought I had seen it and had completely forgotten about him. But I didn't expect that after meeting again, that familiar feeling was still deep in my heart, as if I had never left.

At that moment, she finally understood that she had never let go of him.

But now, he and Liu Wenwen ......

Thinking of the rumors she heard in the company two days ago, Su Daier felt a heart-wrenching pain in her heart.

"No!" she sat up suddenly, as if she were stunned.

Liu Wenwen, that little girl, actually took advantage of the past few days when I was not paying attention to secretly hooked up with that fool!

The most important thing is that the fool surnamed Fang still prefers her!

No, no!

Gotta find a way!

Take the initiative?

But why is it me who takes the initiative every time!

Su Daier buried her head in her chest and grabbed the blonde hair all over her head.

"Fang Zigu, you bastard! Bastard! Don't say anything about dumping the old lady, and now you have to hook up with other women in front of me! I won't let you go!"

Su Daier scolded angrily while kneading the Xiong Er doll in her arms fiercely, as if it was the person she hated in her heart.

"It's been two days, and he's been resting for two whole days, and he didn't even say a word to me, could it be that he went on a secret date with Liu Wenwen?"

A frenzied fire of jealousy burst out of her heart, burning her as if she had been enchanted.

Su Daier raised her head suddenly, and the doll in her hand smashed into a photo of a young man and woman next to the TV cabinet.

"Bang!" the photo fell to the ground and shattered.

"you Ma De Fang Zi Gu, the old lady is going to kill you!"

"Hum~"

The phone next to him suddenly vibrate.

Su Dai'er's manic mood suddenly stagnated.

Could it be that this kid has opened his mind?

As if she had a hand behind her, she grabbed her phone and opened it to look at it.

It turned out to be Wang Ziwen's sand sculpture.

"Daer, have you slept? I have to go to work tomorrow, rest early~ miss you~ Rose. ”

Tears flowed down Su Dai'er's eyes instantly.

"Fang Zigu, I hate you to death!"