Chapter Twenty-Five: Winning the Prize
In the afternoon, Zhao Qian woke up, helped cook again, ate with Li Wanqing, and cooked mung bean candy for her and put it in the refrigerator to chill.
Mung beans cool off the heat, it seems that her mental state has not been very good in the past two days, and I don't know if it is a sleep quality problem or what, in short, it is not bad to keep it for supper dessert.
Although Li Wanqing asked him if he wanted to sleep here at night, there was an empty room anyway, but he still refused. There is always a feeling that you are being targeted by hunters as prey, and if you run slowly, you may be eaten.
Back to the dorm.
Honestly save the chapter code of the code every day.,And then look at the recommended tickets and tips from time to time.。 In the past two days, there have been three more rewards, and now there are four helmsmen on the fan list.
Zhao Qian was very happy in his heart, even if he deducted half of the share of Qihang Chinese Network, it would add up to two hundred yuan, not to mention some other scattered tips.
This is the first time he has received so many readers' rewards, in order to thank all the readers, he decisively added three chapters, so that readers can read it happily.
As a result, the readers in the comment area made a fuss again.
"Damn, the author wants to be so awesome, it's three in a row. If not, I still have two boxes of nutrition express left over from last year, and I will give you a 20% discount. ”
"What kind of thing did you write love letters, let people not read books well, damn it, I feel bored reading other books now, and I'm going to report you if it goes on like this!"
"Second battalion commander, you are a special mother, quickly bring Lao Tzu's Italian ~~ noodles and give this friendly soldier a taste, almost scolding the wrong person. ”
Seeing these comments, Zhao Qian was beaming in his heart, it felt good to have the support of readers, otherwise it would be strange if he didn't become a salted fish if he kept going on alone.
Sure enough, because he updated three chapters in a row, he successfully installed a comparison, and the system prompted that there was a festival value in the account.
Although the number is not much, he still understands the truth of accumulating a lot, if there are more than ten or twenty points of festival value in the account every day, then the small day is also beautiful.
Seeing Zhao Qian throwing out three chapters of updates at once, as well as the update speed in recent times, readers gradually believe that he has a large number of manuscripts. As for whether there is a million, this is not clear, after all, he did not show it for others to see, but the profile said so.
"I've come to believe that the author has a million words in stock, and even if he doesn't, at least a few hundred thousand. Damn, the new book period dares to update five chapters a day, and it's really awesome. ”
"It's a good thing to have a lot of manuscripts, at least you don't have to worry about not having a book to read on the shelves, but the author should be more leisurely, don't have too many public chapters, you will suffer. ”
Zhao Qian is not too worried, because during the new book period, the number of words is a little more, and the effect of the recommendation position will be more obvious. I'm almost 100,000 words right away, and if I update 40,000 words a week, when I put it on the shelves, there should be almost 350,000 words of public chapters.
This number is acceptable, as long as you don't have to wait until five or six hundred thousand words to put it on the shelves.
As for whether he can be forced to put it on the shelf, Zhao Qian is not worried now, with his current results, as long as he keeps it up, it is difficult not to push it. However, he couldn't figure out Sanjiang's recommendation standards, and he wasn't very sure, so he could only resign himself to fate.
Of course, not all readers believe that he has a large number of manuscripts, and many readers think that he is just a swollen face and a fat man, and I don't know if there are 100,000 words in the manuscript, but also millions of words.
Zhao Qian didn't explain much about this, whether he was willing to believe it or not, he didn't have much loss to himself, anyway, he didn't put it on the shelves now, just work hard to update it when it was on the shelves. If you don't write more, you won't have the money to take it.
During the day on the 17th, I played with Li Wanqing and watched her show off that she had received two new translation lists, and the price of 150 words per thousand words was much easier than writing novels to make money. At least he will make more money than he is now.
Zhao Qian's heart was sour, but he had to admit that the other scholars were really awesome. It's a pity that I don't have this talent, and my English level has always been half a bucket of water, and I can't go up or down.
Li Wanqing also planned to give him a good tutoring course, but he found a reason to refuse, he didn't plan to rely on professional knowledge to eat in the future, instead of spending time studying, it was better to spend more time coding.
Although learning is very important, in contrast, he chose online writing. Because of his love for online articles, he will always insist on it. Not to mention that he still has the big killer weapon of the system in hand.
The day after tomorrow, on Sunday the 18th, the Mid-Autumn Festival class was adjusted, Zhao Qian had to go to class, and he didn't have time to cook for Li Wanqing, so he had to agree to help her pack the meals.
As for herself, she translates her manuscripts at home, occasionally watches anime or American dramas, and her life is much more comfortable than Zhao Qian.
I just walked to the dining hall and looked at it, and it was full of green shirts.
The corners of Zhao Qian's mouth twitched, he forgot that the freshmen started military training today, their team was disbanded relatively early, and when he came over after class, he basically had no food.
Finally, I snatched two portions of preserved claypot rice from the mouths of the green shirts, packed them and walked to the school gate.
I can't afford to provoke it, junior brothers and sisters, senior brothers and sisters are all yours, please leave the food in the canteen?
By 2 p.m., a new round of recommendations will begin to be replaced.
Zhao Qian's "God-level Loser" appeared on the popular serial recommendation position. The new book collection has reached 5500, you must know that he has just finished a new book to test the waters, and the second recommendation has not yet begun. If nothing else, this week's recommendation is more than enough to raise another 1000 collections, and 1500 can be rushed.
At almost nine o'clock in the evening, Zhao Qian looked at the backstage, and the collection had reached 5800, proving that he had risen by nearly 300 collections in one afternoon, which was already very good, and it was not yet 12 o'clock.
In addition to this, there is another thing that he cares about. Tonight is the time when the results of the selection of the WeChat public account of the Chinese Network will appear.
It was the first time he participated in such an essay competition, and he had great hopes for the two works he submitted, and he naturally looked forward to winning the award.
There are still ten minutes, open WeChat, and the result shows that there is a new message, which is replied by the official account of Qihang Chinese Network.
"Congratulations, your two works, "Come" and "Father", have been named the best microfiction of the week. Please contact the staff as soon as possible after receiving the message, and confirm whether the work is created by you, whether you are over 18 years old, and the copyright of the work is not in hand, so as to receive the bonus. ”
Zhao Qian was pleasantly surprised, and even ecstatic, he really won the award, and it was two!
I was worried that I wouldn't be able to rate it.,I'm looking forward to being able to rate the last one.,Who knew that two micro-novels were rated.,It's a surprise.。
So a thousand dollars are in hand.
Zhao Qian felt so comfortable in his heart, now he finally didn't have to worry about running out of money to eat.
But then I was a little aggrieved, I was probably the most wasted traverser, and after getting the system for so long, I was still worried about the next meal, and I was very happy to earn 1,800 yuan. Others are talking about hundreds of millions of incomes, and if you don't work hard to be the richest man in the world, you are embarrassed to say that you are a reborn and a traverser.
What a failure, the joy in Zhao Qian's heart, who was devastated, disappeared in a blink of an eye, and he began to reflect that he had to work hard to make money. Not to mention becoming the richest man in the world, that goal is too far away, and it is okay to become a member of the author's rich list.
The process of receiving the bonus was very smooth, but it was necessary to provide a photo of the original ID card, Zhao Qian took it and passed it directly, and the bonus was called over on the other side.
Looking at the thousand yuan in the WeChat wallet, Zhao Qian nodded with satisfaction, saving some flowers, at least for a short time, there is no need to worry about eating.
In addition, I have to find a way to brush more festival values.