On the first day of the sixth frequency on the homepage, Ning Lang's collection dropped 170 and directly fell off the rear of the car.

Looking at the PK rankings of the same period on the data network, he felt that if this continued, I am afraid that the road to PK would end here.

The Yangtze River Pavilion and the homepage in the back will not be pushed through.

The next day, it continued to fall, but it was a little less, with a negative growth of 120.

Day 3, Day 4, Day 5......

Well, after all, there was no miracle.

In a week's time, the first six frequency plus personal bookshelf push ended with the bottom of the overall score, and the collection increased by more than 1,100 negatively.

The fate of this book suddenly took a sharp turn from the high-speed rising stage.

Just like life, there is no fixed number of ups and downs.

"Boss, what's going on with your collection? Why is it dropping every day?"

In the signing group, there was a curious question about looking up at Ning Lang's godhead.

"Because I'm more handsome. ”

"What does this have to do with Shuai?"

"Because it's so handsome that it's scum~ Well, it's actually declining to scum. ”

"I'm going, it's only more than 100,000 words, and more than 50,000 collections are still declining? ”

"Brother, many of the Silver Alliance's collections are robots, which makes no sense. ”

"The great god is humble, this book must be excellent on the shelves, hug the big god's thick legs in advance. ”

"Brother, I think you should add two words after the great god, menstrual illness. ”

"I'm a big neurotic. ”

Ning Lang didn't enjoy the pleasure of being touted at all, and he didn't know the truth and felt that he was hanging to the sky, but only himself in the middle of the deep whirlpool knew the feeling of this grass egg.

If only the game system had a time rewind feature.

The cliff turned back and told Song Jinxin in advance that I don't want the Silver League, I don't write books for money, but for love, for lofty personal feelings and ideals, money can't corrupt me!

It's a pity to think about it, if you really regret the medicine fool to write a book, go directly back to the World Cup and buy all your belongings to buy Germany and lose South Korea.

Overnight sea view villa, towards the peak of life.

Ning Lang thought very simply, since there was no way to change it, it was better to focus on the present and continue to refine the quality of the article.

Anyway, compared to the time when there were no readers on the digital Chinese network, it was much better to run millions of words naked.

The spirit of Ah Q is like that.

Life is already difficult enough, if you don't have a Q point, if you can't jump off the building, you will fall and die, and you will die undignified.

It is a matter of pride that with his diligent attitude, he has to save more and more manuscripts day by day.

Now it has reached a full 120,000 words, and it is getting closer and closer to the small goal of breaking out more than 100 on the shelves.

On that day, he was going to use a mountain of words to hammer the update area of the Q point! Let all the handicapped people feel a wave of fear of being dominated by the number of words.

Saturday.

Ning Lang is too lazy to refresh the writer's backstage, anyway, no matter how you brush it, it will be dropped.

He made an appointment with Song Qianwen and planned to go to the base of the Internet Writers Association together to see if there was such a place.

Shuangqing University, Ning Lang entangled with the security guard at the door for a long time before entering.

The security guard felt that his danger factor was too high, and it was easy to cause personal safety problems when he entered, so he did not dare to let him go.

Of course, it's not that Ning Lang looks like a bad guy, it's just that because he is so handsome, it is easy to cause girls within 500 meters to wander, resulting in dangerous incidents such as walking into trees and falling on his heels.

Ahem, at least that's what Ning Lang thinks.

picked up Song Qianwen and took the bus to the city office building.

For some reasons, Song Qianwen has been to that place a few times.

Ning Lang also specially asked her if the office building could become a shelter for criminal gangs, and directly responded with a blank eye.

"Qianwen, let me tell you, a property sale came to me today. ”

Ning Lang suddenly remembered an interesting story, "He told me that Yingchan was going to make a small talk, and asked me if I knew it." ”

"I said I knew a little bit. ”

Then he said, if Eagle Sauce makes a move, the woolly bear will definitely do it, and if it really wants to fight, it will be the Third World War. ”

"It's like that. ”

Song Qianwen was suspicious when she heard this, "Why did the seller tell you this?"

"I didn't know at first, I thought this guy was a military enthusiast at first, and he wanted to talk to me about the military. ”

"The result?"

Song Qianwen heard that there was a twist in his words, and asked curiously.

"As a result, he told me to plan early, saying that when the time comes, there will be a real fight, and there will be no place to hide. ”

I asked him what I was going to do. ”

"Then this guy said that they have a real estate near Swan Peak, far away from the city, and the entire Shuangqiao is okay if it is blown up, the average price is only 20,000, and they also made an air-raid shelter underground for this possible world war, let me think about it. ”

"Ugh. ”

Song Qianwen suddenly embarrassed, "Is this sales routine so deep now?"

"Isn't that so smart, I've been tricked. Ning Lang nodded seriously.

Song Qianwen chuckled twice, "Then you ask him if this bomb shelter can hide from nuclear weapons." ”

"I asked, and guess what this guy said?"

"How?"

"People say that the earth can stay without a house, and their emergency plan is called the stray house plan, the integration of residential and air-raid shelters and the ecological environment of the community, specially designed high-power planetary engines, once the earth is gone, the stray house plan can be opened at any time, drifting to the new home of the M78 nebula tens of thousands of light years away to settle. ”

"I was shocked, how many generations of children and grandchildren would have been since I arrived at my new home tens of thousands of light-years away?"

He said he was not afraid, anyway, now the bank has launched a loan for grandparents and grandchildren, and when he arrives at his new home, he will almost repay the loan, perfect. ”

"I was so fooled by this guy's serious nonsense that I couldn't speak, and I even wanted to laugh a little, if it wasn't for the shyness in my pocket, I would really pay for it. ”

"Hee-hee. Song Qianwen was also amused, "It's really not easy to sell now, not only to be able to speak, but also to be proficient in military, astronomy, science fiction, and movies." ”

"Hey, it's too difficult, this guy is really talented, I'm going to fool him into writing a novel, maybe he can become a god. ”

While the two were talking and laughing, the bus arrived.

After getting off the station, we went up a long slope and arrived at the outside of the office building.

The electric retractable door was closed, and there was a gap in the sentry box, and a guard stood there in a tall and motionless posture.

The most terrifying thing is that there are guns.

"Uh, wouldn't it be life-threatening if I approached. ”

Ning Lang was a little afraid.

Song Qianwen took his arm and walked forward, "Just make sense of it." ”

She led Ning Lang over with ease, communicated with the people in the sentry box, and successfully entered after making a registration.

"What floor is the Network Writers' Association on?"

"According to the positioning sent to me by the twenty-fourth bridge Mingyue, it seems to be on the 11th floor. ”

"I haven't heard of any network writers' association bases when I came here before, but I only know that the Shuangqiao Writers' Association is on the 12th floor. ”

"Yes, yes, that's right, Twenty-four Bridges Mingyue is indeed the base for my network writers' association, which is downstairs from the Municipal Writers' Association. ”

"Oh, then I see. ”

The two of them took the elevator straight up and soon arrived at the designated floor.