Qian Hao saw that the start was very good, and the martial arts were very popular, and he was on the top of the lists in less than an hour, so he put his mind at ease and stopped paying attention.

If he has time, he will definitely continue to pay attention, but there is an exam in the afternoon.

Although he didn't care much about the exam, he firmly believed that he could take the first place with his hyperamnesia. However, even if he has hyperamnesia, he can memorize a book, but he has to turn the book first.

Unfortunately, he took the marketing exam in the afternoon, and he didn't even turn the book for this course.

So he's going to take a look at it now.

Wang Jing and Ma Wenjie were also watching, at the desk, concentrating. There was silence, only the sound of flipping books.

After a half, Wang Jing couldn't stand it, sat on the chair, and twisted like a big fat monkey. It's like there's a thorn under the buttocks, and you can't live in peace.

Suddenly, he saw Qian Hao reading a book at the desk, and said with a cheap smile: "Tut-tut, mouse, why do you look at the book?" I remember very well that someone didn't read a word for half a month. Well, I advise you to give up. ”

"Don't bother me, let's play."

Qian Hao rolled his eyes at him, and continued to read at the desk. read it quickly, turned it quickly, and the pages rattled, all of which attracted Ma Wenjie's sideways.

"You're reading a book? Fuck your uncle, if you pass this time, I'll have your father's surname. Ma Wenjie was full of black lines and couldn't help complaining.

Wang Jing laughed when he heard it, and the white flesh on his stomach jumped like a wave again, "Mouse, don't struggle, just wait for a treat, hahaha......"

Gotcha, these two are bad friends.

Qian Hao couldn't complain, rolled his eyes, and said, "You two just look at it, I will definitely take the first test this time." After saying that, he continued to bury his head in the book.

Time passed quickly, the three of them had lunch, waited until more than one o'clock, and then went to the examination room together.

At half past one, the exam began, Qian Hao sat in the front row, took the paper and began to answer the questions seriously.

This volume is not difficult, one positive and one negative, both of which are knowledge points in the book.

And the knowledge points, although it only took a few hours, Qian Hao also remembered them without any mistakes. Therefore, he answered this question very smoothly, and he actually finished it in less than an hour.

He himself was shocked and couldn't help but check it to see if he had answered incorrectly. However, there are only two mistakes, and it is because he is careless, not because he cannot write.

Less than an hour, it seems a little early, but after writing it, you can leave, why are you still sitting here?

He thought so, but he didn't get entangled, he simply stood up and handed over the roll and left.

Wang Jing was in the back row with a sad face, and when he saw Qian Hao suddenly standing up and handing in the papers, he couldn't help but be a little stunned. But soon, he bared his teeth and smiled, and said secretly: "Mouse, this is giving up treatment, haha, this time my Nima is finally not at the bottom."

Secretly smug to himself, he didn't continue to answer the question, but stood up and handed in the paper.

He didn't know that he was the only one who gave up treatment, and Qian Hao didn't need treatment at all.

After Wang Jing handed in the papers, he immediately ran out of the classroom and caught up with Qian Hao's pace.

Qian Hao was wrapped in clothes, looking at the scenery while strolling leisurely. There was a sense of leisurely complacency, Wang Jing suddenly appeared, making him roll his eyes, "Why, I gave up treatment so early?" ”

Sure enough, they were roommates, and they knew each other so well.

Wang Jing glanced at his eyes, was very disdainful, and snorted: "Hehe, it's like you didn't give up."

“…… Hehe! ”

Qian Hao replied, without explaining, imagining the scene of the results in his heart.

After arguing all the way, the two quickly returned to the dormitory.

As soon as he returned to the bedroom, Wang Jing immediately took off his clothes, and after a while, he left a pair of boxer pants and played a game excitedly.

Qian Hao had long been accustomed to it, and he didn't care about him, he sat straight at the desk, turned on the computer, and went straight to the Shengshi website in anticipation.

Shengshi Chinese Network, as soon as he opened it, he couldn't help but marvel!

New books such as Martial Arts, Great Domination, Sword Domination, Legend of Ling Tian, etc., are all on the list, and they are quite high.

Amazed, he couldn't help but click on the two books and found that there were a lot of tips and comments. Especially the book called "Golden Fishing Ground", there are not many of them, and there are actually three alliance leaders.

The other books are not bad, and most of them have alliance leaders. Even if you don't, there's a lot of tipping.

Looking at this situation, is the book launch considered a success?

This is Qian Hao's conservative, how can this be said, it is obviously a success. However, it is no wonder that he has looked at other places, such as Longkong, he knows that the launch was a great success.

In fact, when several books appeared one after another, and they were slightly popular, many people realized that this launch was a success.

Especially some editors, such as Xie Yue, the editor-in-chief of Century, turned over the books, and her face changed and she realized that the situation was not good.

Many authors have also seen that in the major author groups, there are bubbles and discussions.

"Rub, the books that appeared this time are so barren. Those people are not great gods, and the cloud beasts are middle gods, but their new book ...... Damn, it's like a great god sending a book! ”

"Indeed, I'm thrilled to see it, I'm afraid I'm going crazy this month."

"What nonsense, it's going to be crazy, it's all good books. I've read them all, and although the number of words is small, it's all creative! ”

"Have you noticed, the outlines or ideas of those books are all from someone ...... money?"

This point, the idea comes from Qian Hao, in fact, many people have noticed it intentionally or unintentionally. However, most people had been talking about the popularity of the new book before, so it didn't form much of a topic.

However, it didn't take long for the topic to explode as new books appeared one after another, and none of them were not popular.

"It's really money, someone is unparalleled in genius and creativity; Or is it a conspiracy of the prosperous era to attract people's attention? ”

"the hell, the money is against the sky, there are so many ideas, why don't you give labor and management a ......"

"Really, I just want to cry at this time. I am also the author of Shengshi, and the editor contacted me and said that there was an outline for me to write, but I was asked to sign a confidentiality agreement, and I refused because I was troublesome. Ahh ”

“…… Could it be that my editor said that there is an outline, and this is also because of this? Damn, let the labor and management cry for a while. ”

"Poof, haha, it's a tragedy for the two upstairs."

Such discussions can be seen everywhere, not only in the sky, but also in the major author groups, as well as each post.

In short, there is no major event in the industry, and the prosperous era has dominated the screen. Authors everywhere are saying that they will be prosperous, and they will have new books, and there are even many people who are ready to follow the trend and open new books.

As for readers, the same is true, and they are already excited to encounter so many good books at one time. Run around and tell each other.

Only Qian Hao's readers, crying and fainting in the toilet, kept calling Qian Hao in the group, condemning him for so many good ideas, why not write it yourself.

After Qian Hao finished shopping in the prosperous era, he wandered around and saw the discussion of Qin Chaoqun. Touching his nose, he was very embarrassed, what is this called, does it tell the reader that his creativity is gone?

Well, what would be the reader's reaction? (To be continued.) )