Chapter Eighty-Three: Fruits of Victory, System Rewards
"Hahaha, no, it's gone, I've just just started warming up!" In the book review area, with the concerted efforts of many fans, watching the scene of the water army retreating in a hurry, Lin Yuchen immediately raised his chin in shock, very surprised. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info faintly, Lin Yuchen's heart was a little disappointed, but more excited and joyful.
"Yay, victory, Dust Da won again, we stood with Da Dust Da and won a victory! Cheers, celebrations, preparation, ringing! Lin Yuchen suddenly jumped up without an image, his mood was extremely good, and the whole person kept dancing around, dancing a dance that he didn't even recognize.
Of course, at this moment, the joy not only infected Lin Yuchen, but also infected more and more fans and readers of Zhou Yichen.
Looking at the water army that receded like a tide, some of these readers immediately couldn't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest, and casually hugged someone to tell them the ecstasy in their hearts at the moment. Some are dancing hand in hand, constantly dancing street dance. Some of them painted pictures of everything to their friends, while others continued to speak in the book review section of Zhou Chen, constantly mocking the sailors who tried to turn things upside down.
"What, the navy army actually retreated, hey, hey, how could they retreat, how could they be cowardly like this?"
"Sample, in the future, I want to see who else dares to slander the dust, who dares to slander the dust, and the final result must be to be killed without leaving a piece of armor!"
"There is also a picture of the truth, but as a result, it turned out to be a bubble that burst at the first poke, the sailors, aren't you very horizontal, where are you now?"
"Hmph, you still want to fight with us, now, you know that you are scared, you know that the dust is very powerful, you know that we are powerful fans of the dust!"
"Is this the trolls who came to make trouble? Before, they were so arrogant, but it turned out that they were so vulnerable! ā
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Zhou Chen's book review area was immediately full of joy, and readers chatted so hilariously.
However, the aftermath of the incident did not dissipate, on the contrary, it continued to spread.
The principal's office of Chen'an Middle School witnessed the whole process of dealing with the matter from the incident to the continuous scolding in the book review area to the full recognition and gratitude of Zhou Chen, Wu Jimin was thoughtful, and his eyes were also moved.
In an instant, Wu Jimin deleted the questioning email sent to the singularity, and rewrote a new email to thank Zhou Yichen and Zhou Yichen for everything he had done for his students.
In the readership of a well-known author, when he saw this scene, the author immediately jumped to his feet in anger, his face was very hateful, and he kept throwing everything that could be moved in his room.
At home, the great god Mo Yuli saw that Zhou Yichen had won the victory, and immediately called back his fans, with a smile on his face, and he didn't say anything, everything was silent.
Longkong Forum, the incident caused by Zhou Yichen this time once again caused the topic of Longkong, attracting many followers and replies.
"The miraculous god author, who has published a book for such a short time, why can a speck of dust become a god author? Miracles are not accidental, but in the qualities that a speck of dust possesses! ā
"Count every storm that a grain of dust has experienced, and time and again, a grain of dust is in the center of the storm, wandering on the edge of a tightrope. It seems that every time a speck of dust can be destroyed, why can every speck of dust turn danger into danger and disadvantage into advantage? ā
"A speck of dust that doesn't follow the conventional path, even the great god Mo Yuli sighs at himself as a speck of dust, and would rather be insulted and misunderstood by all readers. A speck of dust, I wonder, how many more surprises will happen to you? ā
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Singularity Forum, a post posted on the forum by the Singularity website, immediately sparked heated discussions on the forum.
The post reads as follows: "Warmly celebrate the novel "The Legend of Wanyuan", which is a grain of dust by the great god author, has reached a new high for the first time and is still being refreshed. I wish the great god a grain of dust to break through 200 within 24 hours of being on the shelves, and I wish the great god of the website a grain of dust to defeat the naval army and create another miracle! I wish the platinum god a grain of dust to win the trust of fans again! ā
"Isn't this advertising? The singularity website is actually helping a grain of dust to advertise, which makes us who are still running naked to fight on the street! ā
"God, I can't be mistaken, the singularity has come to celebrate a speck of dust."
"Complicity, this is definitely collusion, I want it too, if only Singularity could give me such a treatment!"
"Is a speck of dust really so against the sky, the singularity actually came forward?"
"Before, the singularity didn't have any movement at all, I thought the singularity was preparing to ignore it, but it turned out that the singularity was actually preparing such a big move. Now, I don't know how many subscriptions and collections will be added to a speck of dust novels. ā
"Alas, people are more angry than people! A speck of dust, can you leave us a way to live, I'm a street dog who sends out books with you! ā
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"Ahh Why, why? I don't believe it, I don't believe it! Why have I done so much and still can't help a speck of dust! Is it true, as a speck of dust says, that I will never be able to defeat him? No, don't! ā
In the cell made of copper walls and iron walls, Yue Qiuhe was instantly screamed by the scene he saw, constantly looking up to the sky and roaring, his whole body was bruised, and even the iron chain that tied him swelled in a circle, and returned to normal in an instant. Soon, there was a trace of frustration in Yue Qiuhe's eyes, and a seed of fear for Zhou Yichen had taken root in his heart.
The unwilling roar pierced through the iron wall and spread far, far away, and then, the sound became weaker and weaker, and then, everything calmed down.
Near the school rockery, Yan Yuexi and Zhou Yichen sat on the bench in front of the lake, lined with the lake and mountains, which was very pleasing to the eye.
"Zhou Yichen, congratulations! I've seen everything in the book review area! It should feel good to be understood and appreciated by your readers, right? Yan Yuexi's eyes were slightly raised, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth, congratulating.
"Hehe, it's a little!" Zhou Yichen smirked a little and scratched his head directly.
Of course it's good, he was recognized and understood by his readers so quickly, and his readers kept saying good things for him, and there was the great god Mo Yuli to help him speak, could Zhou Yichen not feel comfortable? Originally, Zhou Yichen was still ready for his readers to leave him because of this? As a result, his ideas were completely superfluous.
Besides, isn't there still Yan Yuexi at this moment? Although, Yan Yuexi came out with him to discuss the matter of the New Year's Day party. However, it's also very good, who has had the same treatment as him, and can sit on the same bench as Yan Yuexi and enjoy the nearby lakes and mountains together.
As if feeling the thoughts in Zhou Yichen's heart, Yan Yuexi blushed slightly, and quickly, Yan Yuexi returned to the topic: "Zhou Yichen, it's the New Year's Day party soon, have you thought about what program our class will perform during the New Year's Day party?" ā
"I've thought about it, but, Yuexi, I want to ask you to perform the show at the New Year's Day party in the class, would you like to?" Zhou Yichen nodded, his fists clenched slightly, a little nervous, and asked with apprehension.
For the programs to be performed at the New Year's Day party, Zhou Yichen is not worried at all, there are so many programs in his previous life in his mind, isn't it easy to find one?
However, what Zhou Yichen wants to see most is Yan Yuexi's performance. Zhou Yichen knows that Yan Yuexi has too many hidden edges, if she shows it completely, I don't know what kind of sensation it will cause?
If it was in the previous life, Yan Yuexi would be full of light, and Zhou Yichen would definitely have no way to protect Yan Yuexi. But in this life, with a system, and moreover, he has also become a cultivator, of course Zhou Yichen hopes that Yan Yuexi can shine with her light.
However, Yan Yuexi has always followed the principle of keeping a low profile. Zhou Yichen didn't know if Yan Yuexi would agree with his current impression in Yan Yuexi's mind? However, Zhou Yichen still wanted to give it a try.
Yan Yuexi lowered her head, her eyes flashed slightly, and a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes, and soon, Yan Yuexi raised her head and chuckled: "Yes, you saved me last time, I haven't really thanked you yet, why don't I let go of this opportunity this time!" ā
Yan Yuexi smiled, a little playful, deeply hiding a trace of strangeness that flashed slightly in her heart.
Zhou Yichen was a little gloomy, but more than that, he was happy, it was very rare for Yan Yuexi to make an exception to agree to his request, wasn't it?
Quickly, Zhou Yichen couldn't help but look forward to it: "Then, Yuexi, what show do you want to perform, I'll arrange it!" ā
"The secret, I won't tell you yet, you'll know when the party comes!" Yan Yuexi got up, smiled back at Zhou Yichen, and ran away a little embarrassed.
"Well, this Nizi, she even played secrecy!" Zhou Yichen shook his head and smiled, and couldn't help but look forward to the program that Yan Yuexi was going to perform at the party.
Getting up, Zhou Yichen also began to walk towards the classroom.
In an instant, Zhou Zhouchen was stunned, only to see that the desk was full of sleeping heads, except for a few.
"Isn't it!" Zhou Yichen was surprised for a moment and walked to his seat.
Zhou Yichen also slept on the desk, the actual situation is that Zhou Yichen concentrated all his attention on the creative space, and constantly began his creative journey.
Today, Zhou Yichen's novel has written nearly 1.39 million words, and there are still 50,000 words left, which has completed Zhou Yichen's commitment to keep it updated on the shelves. Quickly, Zhou Yichen finished writing and uploading these contents, and then fell into a deep sleep, unable to wake up anyone who called.
Last night, Zhou Yichen spent a lot of energy when he was creating, and Zhou Yichen stayed up all night to create, and he was seriously sleep deprived, so this is the case.
"Drop!" At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhou Zhouchen was woken up by the voice of Smart One.
Zhou Zhou Chen opened his misty sleepy eyes as if he was awake, and glanced at the time in his head.
In an instant, Zhou Yichen was completely sleepy, the whole person was extremely awake, and his body leaned forward a little.
Ten o'clock in the evening, isn't this the time for system rewards and system upgrades?
For a while, Zhou Yichen couldn't help but look forward to it!