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Chenyang's PP exploded.

"Are you Ye Liangchen himself?"

"Is it Ye Liangchen himself or is he wearing a vest?"

"Liangchen Ju has a recommendation, take me to pretend to be forced to fly with me. ”

"Is Liangchen really Chenyang's trumpet? If so, please say it, I'm a big fan of Chenyang's teacher. ”

At a glance, it was all news from the God's camp.

There are also more than a dozen "formal talks" from group management.

"Ye Liangchen himself?"

"Is it Ye Liangchen or the vest?"

"Is it me?" or ......?"

"This vest is very slippery, is it going to be used to pretend to be forced or my own tuba?"

Chenyang usually doesn't bubble much in this group, but now he is suddenly bombarded by the group members, and he feels a little big on his head.

More than 1,000 people!

Is this the rhythm of crashing his computer?

I pretended to be forced by myself, and I really had to pretend to be the end while kneeling!

Although he was a little helpless in his heart, Chenyang didn't plan to be like this, he was a man who wanted to fight for the rise of online literature, this little worship is a fart!

Thinking of the current situation of the entire Huaxia Novel Forum, thinking of the excitement of the friends in the group just now, and thinking of the publishing house that thinks that ten thousand words and ten yuan are high-priced "Ode to Joy", his whole heart is hot.

A sense of mission arises spontaneously, Chenyang turned off the function of initiating a private chat through the group, and bubbled into the group, "Please let go, everyone, don't send private messages to ask, it's me, it's me, it's me! The important person said it three times! Don't just ask, the computer is about to die." ”

"Really?"

"I'm tired, it's me?"

"Ahhhh ”

"No, no, no, I'm going to take it slowly, it's too awesome, Liangchen Ju, @叶良辰, are you Chenyang Ju's trumpet?"

The group message rioted again.

The active and inactive ones were all blown up by Chenyang's words.

At the same time, Chenyang's entire verification message also flashed non-stop.

【WIMNN applies for you to be a friend】

【Reader IMM applies for you to be a friend】

[Author 2 group applies for you to be a friend]

【Tiannan Haibei applies for you to become a friend】

one.

Five-of-a-kind.

Ten of a kind.

Twenty articles.

Chenyang's computer was feeling the pressure again.

After clicking all of them to refuse, Chenyang continued to say in the group, "Don't apply for friends alone! Everyone in a group, if there is anything to do directly @ me, as long as I can help everyone, I must know everything and say everything." ”

The administrator also came out to maintain order.

In a state of silence from all employees, several administrators came out one after another.

"Calm down, everyone!"

"Don't disturb Liangchenju!"

"If you have anything to say, you can communicate together or communicate with me alone, Liangchen Ju also needs code words, please don't disturb. ”

"Friends who apply alone still hope that their subordinates will be merciful and calm!"

In the previous life, there would be all kinds of groups among online writers, as long as you have the heart, you can find the QQ number of any god in less than three groups.

But after all, there are still a few people with such hearts, and more people are still clearly in a group with the gods, but they only worship politely when the gods pretend to be forced, how to water and how to water on weekdays, and even in some book friend groups, there are only two kinds of dialogue between authors and readers.

One, when will it be updated today.

Second, when will it be added today?

Of course, a very small number of readers will ask about the future and fate of a certain character in the book, and more often, everyone is how the author writes about what they think, and no one botheres to bother with that thought.

In a situation like Chenyang, in the group of the previous life, at best, everyone was amazed that a certain god would enter the street group, and the bold and thick-skinned would click on the PP of a certain god to ask for a recommendation, and it is not certain whether it is a group post.

The reason why Chenyang has received so much attention after changing his ID is nothing more than one reason: online articles have not yet risen!

In today's Huaxia, whether it is publishing works in forums or publishing them in Tieba, all authors have only one original intention: to enter the circle of traditional writers!

Under such a deformed concept, online writers have become a shameful word, and the little authors who are not famous secretly dare not let their families know about the code words, and those who have become famous, and even the writers who have been published, are trying their best to erase the footprints of the past, and a few writers who have been reborn are even more arrogant and can fly to the sky.

Communication?

Join the group?

It's just a fantasy!

After several groups managed to maintain order, Chenyang's verification messages were really a lot less, but there were still a few people who came to apply for him to be a friend.

These people are mainly divided into two groups.

The first set is a few management in the group.

The second group is some of the writers who can be called in the forum.

Chenyang selectively added a few contemporaneous writers and group managers, and was about to quit when another verification message was sent.

【Poor Thirteen applies to add you as a friend】

If it were someone else, Chenyang might have automatically ignored it, but he had the impression that just now, this person was still saying in the group that forum writers could not cross traditional writers, so to speak, this person is a typical pessimist.

Of course, Chenyang didn't feel strange, and he didn't even have any waves in his heart.

This is the situation in Huaxia today, he just got a nomination, it is an accident that he can cause a sensation, and if he wants to completely change the status quo, he can't even think about it for a while.

Click Agree.

Before Chenyang could speak, Poor Thirteen took the lead and said, "If you are Chenyang, please don't mislead others, if not, then don't let you use your special case to induce others." ”

“？？？”

"Okay, I'm a little too impulsive, but this is what I really mean, if you give them hope like this, it will only make more people unaware of the status quo, and they will only think that this is a hope. ”

Even though Chenyang knows very well how barren the living environment of Chinese online writers is in today's environment, even so, he still can't help it.

What's wrong with writing online articles?

Is it just because you change the publishing platform that you have to be looked down upon?

Forget about others, but why don't you even look down on your own profession?

The fiery heart began to beat again, and Chenyang replied with suppressed emotions, "Why not hope? I can do it, others can too, the current Huaxia Novel Forum may not be so good, but in the future, can you guarantee that there will not be an era of full-name writing?"

"Never thought that one day, among the people who write novels in the forum, there will be people who will enter the writer's rich list, and there will be people who will make a fortune and gain a sense of accomplishment because of writing novels in the forum. ”

Traditional novels.

Web novels.

Does it make a difference?

It's just that the platform for publication is different from the person.

What he believes in his heart is not a great thing, but just to make money and make the glory of online literature again!

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

For nearly two minutes, Poor Thirteen didn't reply, and just as Chenyang was about to go offline, Poor Thirteen's avatar flashed again.

"I want to see that time come when I quit. ”

"Yes!" Chenyang replied.