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Put away his thoughts and spoke to the misty moon on the other side of the phone, "Are you tired of writing?" I've heard that it costs 10,000 words a day. ”

"Not tired!" couldn't hide his anger, "You don't know what to break, your income is very good, and those who say you plagiarized from the chocolate are very active here." ”

Mo Xiaozao listened to the words of the smoke and the moon, and thought that he hadn't talked to Li Haiyang for a long time.

Naturally, he hung up the phone and dialed Li Haiyang's phone.

As for the smoke and moon tide who was hung up, kicked away the kneeling person in front of him, and looked at the computer that was lonely on the coffee table, how could he write it himself?

The one who loses just needs to write this, but it doesn't mean that she has to write it.

This is also the reason why she can only be called ignorant of the article, and it is the pride she must hold herself as a demon.

At this time, Mo Xiaozao had already dialed Li Haiyang's phone, and knew in Li Haiyang's words that her article had many more fans because of the previous article.

also told her that maybe the previous incident was not a bad thing.

With her body nestled in the sofa, she listened to Li Haiyang give her an analysis of the current text and the fans in the article.

The increase and decrease of hundreds of hundreds of them every day has not slowed down at all for several days, and even continues to increase.

"Did you know that nowadays, your article has more clicks in a day than many articles in a month?"

"Is there a chance to become a god?" She interrupted Li Haiyang's words and asked directly what she wanted to know.

"I can't do this article, but after this article is written, you can lay a foundation here." Without big waves, she replied in a voice like a machine, "By the way, I want to ask you, how is Mo Xi'an?" Is there a chance to come out and meet it? ”

Suddenly turned around, her head crashed.

Li Haiyang is not the kind of person who talks about this in business, so what is there to talk like this?

She unconsciously thought of the smoke and moon, and her heart beat violently with the phone that did not hang up, and inside, it seemed that a small beast was colliding.

"She's fine, but she can't get out."

"When I can come out, come and take a look, as a girlfriend, why do you have to come and see your rival."

Mo Xiaozao raised his eyebrows and closed the window, "Then are you coming over today, if you come, I will go out, so as not to hinder you from talking about ideals!" ”

Li Haiyang didn't reply to her, and the sound of tearing the bag was accompanied by the sound of rushing water.

"I'm sorry just now, my friend is by my side, so I just spoke like that." The voice was slow and not loud, with a characteristic coldness.

"It's okay, now you tell me what Wen looks like."

She dragged her heavy body and collapsed on her bed, rubbing against the pillow and closing her eyes.

"The text looks very good now, it was originally a medium article, but Yan Yi Yuexi picked out in the article that you were the one who plagiarized the storm, and many authors and readers who didn't catch up with that incident have paid attention to this article."

Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, the thoughts in her head began to drift away, and she suddenly fell asleep, not remembering that she was still talking to Li Haiyang.

When I woke up, my head was blank, and I was torn in pain.

Reaching out and holding the phone to his side, the red four characters are on the information icon.

She clicked on the message and flipped through it from the bottom to the top for a long time, and the first message appeared in front of her, of course, all the messages were sent to her by Li Haiyang.

The first one reads, I'm sorry, I said too much, I didn't even notice that you were asleep, and now I'll send you all the words again.

Subsequently, Li Haiyang explained to her the extent to which the article was concerned, and now all the fans also compared her previous article with this one.

She frowned after reading the three articles, and everything she could explain was finished, so what is this fourth one?

Flip down and look at the fourth article, and what catches your eye is the word 囿訾.

The introduction of the confined order, as well as the analysis of the article, and the comparison of her article, her body trembled slightly with every sentence, and there was a sense of uneasiness in her heart.

Li Haiyang, do you know anything?

It's impossible, she didn't tell Li Haiyang that she was writing a novel at the beginning, that is, because she didn't want to be known, so she didn't attend the party for half a year.

"Hey." With a long sigh, he turned on the computer and entered the backstage of Li Haiyang.

As soon as you enter the background, you can see the red dot of the notification message, as well as the updated word count, clicks, and favorites, as well as the data ratio.

One hundred and fifty-three thousand three hundred and twenty-one hits, thirty thousand fans.

She rubbed her eyes, made sure she was not mistaken, clicked on the data analysis, and yesterday it was still 151,258 clicks.

More than a thousand new additions a day?

She looked left and right, her hand dangling from her lap, hitting her thigh several times, and retracting her hand at the last moment.

Mo Xiaozao stood up suddenly, ran to the living room, and looked at Bai Luohuan left and right.

"Bai Luohuan!"

The little hand took advantage of Bai Luohuan's eyes to quickly pinch Bai Luohuan's leg, and seeing Bai Luohuan's face turn black, she avoided it for a long time.

"Bai Luohuan, does it hurt?" She grabbed Mo Xi's doorknob and tensed all her nerves for an answer.

"You know it hurts and pinchs me! Mo Xiaozao! Bai Luohuan roared, rubbing his legs with one hand, "You have the ability not to look for Mo Xi, come and let's fight alone!" ”

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Mo Xiaozao opened the door, tugged on the doorknob with both hands, turned the doorknob triumphantly, and locked the door.

"Okay, you're ruthless!" Bai Luohuan, who was outside, roared, let go of the hand that was rubbing his legs, and took out a box of glue from his backpack.

Tie the glue and pour it in layer by layer along the crack of the door.

After making sure that several bottles of glue were used, she made sure that every crack in the door was glued.

Mo Xiaozao, who was inside, didn't know Bai Luohuan's movements at all, sitting on the edge of Mo Xiwan's bed, tinkering with his mobile phone and chatting with the group.

The chocolate community is still very active, with new people coming in almost every two or three days.

But the price is much higher than hers.

"What level of author is a thousand new people a day, and tens of thousands of fans are there?" She sent it out in the group, and repeatedly confirmed that the smoke and moon tide were not online.

"Demigods."

"Little God!"

"This can only be looked up!"

"Is that you, sister? Please hug the thighs, ah, thighs! ”

replied to several messages, most of which were names she hadn't seen, but there was still a familiar name, Bai Xiao.

Seeing Bai Xiao calling her sister here, she didn't expect that she would come into contact with Mo Chu's people.

"It's not me, it's just that I saw someone else's picture, I haven't reached it, and I want to ask." She replied to Bai Xiao specifically and pondered the word God.

She admits that this is a great achievement, but it is definitely not enough to be God.