Although it was late at night, Qian Hao still didn't sleep. He opened a can of Red Bull, cooed, and drank it in one gulp.

There was no way, he had to lift his spirits, after all, he had been crazy about coding words for five or six days in a row. If he didn't drink something, he was really afraid that he would fall asleep while sitting.

Today is the day of the shelves, and he can't sleep. Although he slept for one night, he updated wildly the next day, surpassed his opponents, and seemed to be a little more forced. But he wasn't going to do that, because he knew that his readers would be guarding Dou Po, and he didn't want them to be in vain, and he didn't want them to be anxious and disappointed.

After drinking, he lit another cigarette.

He quit this stuff before, but he started smoking it again in his freshman year, but then he quit again. Now, he only smokes one if he is in a bad mood or physically and mentally exhausted. It's not addictive, it's just habitual action.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he began to write a single chapter by hand. Write very slowly, write for a while, stop for a while, take a puff of cigarettes, as if carefully polishing a craft.

In fact, he prefers handwriting to typing. He likes to hold a pen and look at his beautiful handwriting, slowly filling the white paper. He also likes to listen to the tip of the pen rustling across the white paper, and the sound is like rain hitting green leaves through the bamboo forest.

Just when Qian Hao was writing a single chapter, Qin Chaoqun was already active.

The readers appeared one by one, as if they were beating drums and gathering troops, and quickly gathered.

"Da Qin Zuoxiang, Mu Mu reports!"

"Great Qin General, Meng Tian reports!"

"Da Qin kills the gods, report for nothing!"

……

"The first beautiful man in Daqin, excuse to report!"

These guys are very good at playing, and they find a title for themselves one by one, and even many people directly use the names of the Qin Dynasty.

With the gathering of readers, the group chats more hilarious, but the topic is inseparable from the upcoming shelves. At first, everyone was jokingly discussing the shelves.

However, as Mu Mu said, "Brothers, do you remember the overlord?" ”

When Mu Mu said this, the group was immediately silent for a second, but then a discussion broke out.

"Damn, how can you forget jì?"

"The overlord is too domineering, we will never forget it!"

"Yes, even if we can't kill him, we still have to fight!!"

Everyone knows the whole story, and they know that Qian Hao doesn't know the overlord, but the overlord says that he wants to teach Qian Hao a lesson. In this way, they are naturally angry, even if they know that they are invincible to the overlord, they must fight to the death without compromise.

Just like their war songs-

"Old Qin, it is difficult to go to our country; Blood is not shed, and death is not a truce. ”

Just when everyone was talking about it high-spirited and tragic, the excuse suddenly interjected: "What are you afraid of, the overlord has been famous for a long time, and others dare not challenge, but we dare, we are undefeated."

"Yes, the excuse is right, we will win." At this time, Mu Mu also expressed encouragement and said, "By the way, we also have to pay attention to Yijian, after all, we said that we would cripple him in the fight." Well, although he had already been crippled before. ”

"Ahaha, it's going to be a tragedy when you look at the sword!"

"Well, Mumu is too bad, but I like it."

"Don't say much, paralysis, why is it not yet twelve o'clock?"

There are too many sleepless people tonight, not only Qian Hao, not only Qian Hao's die-hard fans; There are also leaning on the sword, and there are die-hard fans of leaning on the sword.

At this time, Yi Jian sat in front of the computer, quite apprehensive, and kept drinking coffee.

To be honest, he doesn't have much confidence right now, but he has to head on. After all, he is a great god, if he loses without a fight, won't it become a joke?

"If I knew this was the case, I wouldn't have mixed it up!"

He churned the coffee, smiled wryly, and suddenly felt a little remorseful. He is not young, he can't write for a few years, and he has been very low-key recently, but he doesn't want to be a stepping stone for others. However, he didn't expect to complain a few words and settle a grudge with the newcomer, and it came to this point.

Sure enough, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty.

Just when he was remorseful, the Sword Alliance suddenly ticked. When he clicked on it, he couldn't help but feel a shock to his body, and his fighting spirit gradually returned.

"Sword big, let's get ready, put it on the shelf and blast it back!"

"Yes, Jianda, we want revenge!!"

"Haha, don't say much, the Million League is ready."

……

"All the kings rise up, the sword alliance is glorious!"

Readers are so supportive, how can he be defeated before he fights? None of the readers gave up on him, how could he give up on himself?

Moreover, after so many years of ups and downs in the online literature rivers and lakes, how can you be timid when it is over?

Thinking a lot, thinking of the previous battles, thinking of the reader's many years of following, thinking of his own glory, he was finally full of fighting spirit again and sent a message:

"Fight, fight, fight!"

When everyone in the Sword Alliance saw his news, they were immediately full of fighting spirit and couldn't help but speak one after another. Even many people couldn't help it and ran to charge book coins.

If Yijian still attaches great importance to Qian Hao, then the overlord does not attach importance to it at all. Not to mention the battle, he didn't even say a word about teaching Qian Hao a lesson in the fan base. This is not taken seriously, it is completely ignored.

It was indeed ignorance, because he had already slept.

However, although he didn't say it, his readers still learned about it and discussed it in the group. It's not that they attach importance to Qian Hao, but they have been bored for a long time, and it is rare to have an object to fight.

"After many years, we can finally fight!"

"yes, it's not easy!"

"It's not easy, it's not easy."

"Upstairs, you can get out."

……

"Well, are you sure you can fight? The overlord didn't speak, and we still got the news from the outside. ”

"Well, and the other party is a newcomer, it seems that he can only play for two days, but it's better than nothing."

It is not only the three of them who pay attention to the shelves, but also many people, such as Longkong, who have already placed bets and guessed the first order at this time. Of course, the hottest discussion is the battle between Qian Hao and Yijian. As for the battle between Qian Hao and the overlord, everyone agreed that Qian Hao would be defeated, so they didn't discuss it much.

In addition to the attention of readers and authors, editors also pay attention, such as Qianlong, who is still waiting to be put on the shelves. Of course, he wanted to see Qian Hao fail.

Guarding the computer is also Zimeng, unlike Qianlong, she is looking forward to Dou Po on the shelves. She wanted to know how popular this book, which had caused many storms, would be.

There was an undercurrent in the outside world, and Qian Hao didn't know that he was still concentrating on writing a single chapter. He wrote this single chapter for a while, not seeking to be good, but to be sincere and enthusiastic.

It was precisely because of this that he took a little time, and before he knew it, it was past twelve o'clock. It was a bit long, about half an hour. Then, Qin Chaoqun exploded, the Sword Alliance also exploded, and Longkong also exploded, and everyone who paid attention became anxious.

Qian Hao didn't know yet, but when he finished writing a single chapter and looked up, he was surprised to find that after such a while, the industry was actually surging!