After sending out the post, Liu Shuiwen logged in to the starting point homepage and saw Dou Po Sky in several recommended positions. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Log in to the author's background, wait a minute, that's right, the collection of Dou Breaking the Sky has exceeded 10,000?

Count it carefully, well, it's five digits, yes. This momentum...... Tut-tut!

For a small website as declining as the starting point, the collection can exceed 10,000 on the first day the work is uploaded, which shows how much attention the starting point attaches to the book.

Liu Shuiwen stared at the screen for a while before coming back to his senses. Looking back on myself in the 21st century, I am also at the starting point, although I have been working hard, but the results are always not ideal. The collection of 10,000 yuan was simply an unattainable dream for him at that time.

But now...... Alas, it can only be said that creation makes people.

Looking at this data, Liu Shuiwen was only happy for a while. Because Mr. Gu Long's "Sky Sword" has always been like a pimple, itching in his heart.

So he logged in to the background of the author of the horizontal and vertical Chinese website. Unexpected, really unexpected. The collection of "Sky Excalibur" has actually exceeded 1,000.

This thousand made him happier than the ten thousand who broke through the sky, and he almost didn't jump up and cheer.

Although on such a large website as the horizontal and vertical Chinese network, collecting a thousand is nothing, does this mean that in fact, there is still a residual rhyme left in people's hearts?

This afterglow is the admiration for literature and the nostalgia for the old.

The antique color of "Sky Excalibur" is like a ray of sunshine that passes through many obstacles and illuminates the darkness. Even if it may seem obtrusive or glaring at first, when you read it carefully, you will find that every word in the text has its own charm, and every word of the character will become a classic in the near future.

23rd century. The 23rd century after the civilizational change. Ridiculous 23rd century. It has now reached a bottleneck, but the people living in the bottle are unwilling to break that layer of glass and go out into the world of flowers.

They are afraid that if the glass breaks, it will break with it.

Cowards are always making excuses, but the brave prove it with their actions.

Liu Shuiwen took a look at the book review area, and the scolding was still there, but the voice of the shooting was gradually coming.

"I don't know how to comment on this novel, and I don't feel like I'm qualified to comment yet. Ya, I've read it three times, why hasn't the author updated it? ”

"It's a novel that I can't put down, and I don't think there will be another good work like this in the future. Ask for speed! ”

"Fast food fills people's stomachs, but good food makes people feel memorable."

"Why does the author never reply to comments in the book review section? Does the author usually speak like the characters in the novel? I really want to know the author greatly. ”

"A pearl in the sea."

"I added the author's big QQ, why didn't the author pass?"

Liu Shuiwen then remembered that he had many friends who failed to apply for it with the QQ of the people. When he came back from school, he just passed the friend request to edit the lonely city, and ignored everything else.

Because he originally thought that those must be Jiumao's trolls, so he ignored them, and now it seems that they may also be his own book fans.

However, this ...... That's hundreds of people. If you pass all of them, you probably won't even be able to reply to the message.

After thinking about it, let's just set up a Q group.

After Liu Shuiwen tinkered for a while, he finally created the first QQ group for himself in the 23rd century: the wolf group

This name is a bit bad, but it is also the most appropriate one that Liu Shuiwen thinks.

After posting the Q group number to the top of the book review area, Liu Shuiwen decided to get away from the computer first.

Because I'm so tired. I didn't sleep all night last night, and although I slept in the classroom for a few hours in the morning, it didn't help. Now just give him a pillow and he will be able to fall asleep.

Heaven did not fulfill people's wishes, and the phone in the living room rang.

"Hello? Who is it? ”

"Hydrology, it's me, it's Mom!"

Mom? This word is like a walnut that has not been broken, choked in Liu Shuiwen's throat.

He almost forgot that he had parents in the 23rd century. Except for Liang Chaowei, except for Bai Yu, it seems that no one is close to him.

Liu Shuiwen didn't speak, which made Zhang Yingying a little nervous: "Child, are you feeling unwell today?" ”

"Uh, no, I'm fine."

"Your homeroom teacher sent me a message saying that you were sleeping during class, and if you really don't feel well, you don't go to school and just sleep at home."

"I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well last night."

"Oh, I see. So what's wrong with you lately? Why don't you spend the money in your bank card? I can't find any of your spending records. Are you really okay? ”

Although there was little communication with this mother, Liu Shuiwen still heard concern and uneasiness in her anxious tone.

She is not Luo Dayou's mother, but Liu Shuiwen is her son who is ten months pregnant.

Liu Shuiwen put away his cold attitude and called out coquettishly: "Mom, I'm fine." I'm such a big person, you don't have to worry about me. I'll take care of myself. Oh yes, I have one more piece of news for you. ”

"What's the news? You—You're in trouble again? ”

What is it? Liu Shuiwen suddenly felt aggrieved, is he really that bad? Even the gentle mother thinks of him like this.

Aggrieved to aggrieved, Liu Shuiwen still said as if nothing happened: "I participated in the essay contest." Sign up today. ”

"What? Did you sign up for an essay contest? ”

Zhang Yingying was surprised. Her youngest son is going to participate in an essay contest? Her youngest son, who was abandoned by his father and left to fend for himself in Shanghai City, wants to participate in an essay contest?

Is this a joke or is the sun coming out of the west? Or is something really going to happen to her poor child?

Ah, my God, thinking of this, Zhang Yingying felt dizzy, and the hand holding the mobile phone couldn't stop trembling: "Shuiwen, if there is anything you have to think about, my mother doesn't want you to have an accident." ”

"What happened to the bastard?" The voice of 'Father' came from the other end of the line. It was Liu Haotian's voice.

Liu Shuiwen had the urge to cut off the phone, but he was afraid that this would frighten his mother.

"Mom, you think too much, I don't have anything, after experiencing life and death once, I have seen everything clearly. I will work hard, and one day, I will be your proudest son. When the time comes, I will make you the happiest mom in the world. ”

"Hydrological ......" Zhang Yingying cried. Half of them were scared and cried by their stupid son, and half of them were moved to cry by their stupid son.

After so many years of hard work, it was finally not in vain, although she knew that it was just her son's empty words, Zhang Yingying still cried.

"I know how to cry. Crying can be a fart. Liu Haotian's muttering voice made Liu Shuiwen on this end hear it clearly.

The nine sons of the dragon are different. This sentence is very true, but they are all biological, can't they be treated unanimously and fairly?

Liu Shuiwen looked at the photos on the wall.

In the photo, there are Liu Haotian and Zhang Yingying, Liu Shuiwen, and four brothers.

The four elder brothers have never seen each other, but Liu Shuiwen knocked on the side and heard that the four elder brothers are two pairs of twins, the older pair is in the third year of Peking University, and the younger pair is in the first year of college at Tsinghua University.

All in the capital. It is no wonder why Liu Haotian left him here to move to the capital.

Alas! Liu Shuiwen sighed deeply.

Zhang Yingying said: "Shuiwen, you have to take care of yourself, I told your father, as long as you pass the average score of the final exam this semester, I will go back to accompany you for a week, if you fail the average score......"

Zhang Yingying paused: "Then, only when you pass, you can see your mother." ”

Liu Shuiwen couldn't understand why a mother should be subject to so many restrictions when she wanted to see her son? Is it really because he is too poor? Or is it because of something else?

A bad thought popped up in his heart for some reason. But the thought flashed through him, and he didn't even catch his tail.

"Mom, don't worry, I won't let you down."