A certain god author group, the group owner is the supreme god of the original Chinese network - three inches of cold mang.

There are only a dozen members of the group, all of whom are god-level figures with an annual income of more than 300,000.

It's not like most people think about it, the great god doesn't talk to the group. They also chat in groups, but the circles are different.

Hitting the street is blowing water in the street group, and the great god is also blowing water in the big god group.

After twelve o'clock in the evening, the nightlife of the night owl has just begun.

There are also night owls among the gods, except for some who are still coding words, and the rest of the people are chatting about one thing in the group.

""Mortal" seems to be on the shelves today, right?" The person who spoke was called Ye Gufei, the platinum author of the original Chinese network, and his representative work was "Emperor Blood Deception".

"Sort of. Another platinum author sighed, "The online literature market is getting better and better, and the newcomers are getting more and more fierce, thinking about how difficult the conditions were when we first mixed this industry, we only got one or two thousand a month, and finally got out of the way, and the newcomers caught up again, and I am afraid that the status will not be guaranteed in two years." ”

The only female author in the group, Ru Chu Jiudao: "The salted fish god doesn't need to be so pessimistic, no matter how powerful the newcomer is, after all, the background is still shallow, if you want to catch up with you, I'm afraid there is still a long way to go." ”

Salted fish said: "Otherwise, I have read "Mortal", and it is indeed well written, and after reading it, I will look at my own, what kind of special thing is written." ”

Ye Gufei said: "I also admit that "Mortal" is well written, but the appetite of online readers is difficult to say, and they don't necessarily like what we like, I think the first order of "Mortal" should not be too good." ”

Ru Chujiu suddenly proposed: "Why don't we guess its first order?"

"Okay. "This proposal aroused everyone's interest.

Ye Gufei said first: "I guess it's five hundred." ”

"Night God, you also think that "Mortal" is too flat, but there is a golden alliance leader in the family, I guess a thousand orders. "As in the first nine ways.

"Then I'll guess two thousand. "Salted fish under the rice table.

"I'll go, salted fish boss, you're too exaggerated, even if you are optimistic about "Mortal", it is a newcomer's book after all, I didn't choose the theme of my last book, and the first order is only two thousand, do you mean that he can catch up with us?"

Salted fish said: "The book "Mortal" is really good......

"What a fart. A man called 'Ghost Hand' popped up, "'Mortal' is a piece of garbage in my eyes. ”

"Ouch, the is out. "Ruchujiu is the most popular in the group, and he has some friendship with everyone, and he speaks very casually, "I heard that you opened a new book with a trumpet, how are your results?"

"Barely so. "Ghost Hands," has been on the shelves for two months, and now it is only more than 8,000 orders. ”

Ruchujiu exclaimed: "It's amazing, no wonder you have been refusing to sign the Great God Covenant in the last book, it turns out that you are ambitious." ”

Salted fish rice asked, "What ambition?"

Ruchu Jiu said: "Do you still need to say it? Use the trumpet to open a new book." ”

"You mean...... "Salted fish has already vaguely guessed what it is."

"That's right. As if he knew what he was thinking, Ru Chu Jiu asserted, "It's the rookie king." ”

"I rub. Ye Gufei couldn't help but speak, "Ghost hand, you are really insidious, open a trumpet to get the rookie king." ”

The ghost hand said a little proudly: "Hehe, no way, after so many years of hitting the street, I finally got out, I have money and fame, it's just a bit of honor, the title of the great god can't run, and the title of platinum is not too far, only the newcomer king, if you don't open the trumpet, you will never get it." ”

Ye Gufei said: "When you say this, it's true, I also had a chance to win the rookie king back then, but I was not very lucky, I encountered a three-inch cold mang, that dog, I pressed Lao Tzu from beginning to end, and didn't give him a chance at all, ah, Lao Tzu hated him to death." ”

Ruchujiu: "Haha, Night God, you speak carefully, maybe the three-inch giant is peeping at the screen." ”

Salted fish eats: "Xiao Jiu, I think you need to pay more attention, how many times has Han Mang said it, don't call him three inches big, it will make him very embarrassed." ”

Ruchujiu pretended not to understand: "What's embarrassing?"

Salted fish rice: "Look, three inches are huge, three inches are huge, where are three inches huge......"

Ruchu Jiu: "Ahem, I'm still a child, I don't understand anything." ”

Ye Gufei: "Xiao Jiu, you are an old woman in your thirties, can you not be so disgusting and vomit." ”

Ruchujiu: "Night God, do you want to?"

Ye Gufei hurriedly changed the topic: "Ahem, ghost hand, what did you just say that the book "Mortal" is rubbish, although I don't think the results of "Mortal" will be too good, but the level of this book is still speechless, and it is very suitable for old bookworms." ”

Ghost Hand said: "In my eyes, it's garbage." ”

Ruchu Jiu said: ", what do you think the first order of this book will be?"

Ghost Hand said: "No matter how much you order for the first time, it's all rubbish." ”

Ye Gufei said: "Ghost hand, you are too extreme. ”

In a room in downtown Shimokawa, a thin, obscene-looking middle-aged man stared at a computer screen and his fingers tapped quickly on a keyboard.

"I'm not extreme, I'm just saying what I think in my heart. ”

"Okay. Ye Gufei was very clear about the character of the ghost hand, and did not say any more.

Ruchujiu, who has always been open-mouthed, continued: ", I think you are scared, right?"

Ghost Hand said, "Afraid, what am I afraid of?"

Ruchu Jiu: "I'm afraid that 'I can't see' will rob you of the rookie king." ”

Ghost Hand: "Joke, I'm afraid of him? I'm also a god, what kind of thing is he?"

Ru Chujiu saw that the ghost hand was in a wrong mood, so he quickly stopped the topic: "Okay, what you say is what it is." ”

The group fell silent all of a sudden.

The ghost hand did not give up, he added the head of the water army team with the trumpet, and placed an order.

10,000 yuan, hacked the book "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals".

Soon after placing the order, Ghost Hand watched countless spitting posts appear in the book review area of "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals", and a sinister expression appeared on his face.

"What is "Mortal"? The rookie king, it can only be mine. ”

1:30 a.m.

Li Qing learned from the backstage that the average subscription of "Mortal" is currently more than 300, and the high order is more than 400.

Ant sent a message congratulatingly: "If this continues, your first order can reach at least 2,000." ”

Li Qing didn't know what the situation was with the 2,000 subscription, so he asked, "How much money can I get for 2,000 a month?"

Ant said: "If it is less, it will be a few thousand yuan, and if it is more, there will be tens of thousands, depending on your update." ”

Li Qing was a little disappointed, he worked hard for a month, insisted on updating every day, and he didn't earn as much as he made by submitting two articles in the magazine.

Ant thought that Li Qing would be happy, and joked: "Aren't you very excited, I didn't expect to make so much money by writing novels on the Internet, no worse than you working in the company, and you don't have to be angry with the leader." ”

Li Qing was speechless and choked......

At this time, Ant suddenly sent a message: "There is a situation, there is a water army making trouble in your book review area, I have to work." ”