Chapter 229

"All novels, including modern and ancient poems, are all my own works." Wang Fan sent this message.

Readers on Weibo were excited when they saw this message posted by Wang Fan.

"Tianfan Da needs such a bold acknowledgment, it is you who created it, and you created it."

"Tianfanda, I will always support you."

"The slander from a small newspaper doesn't matter much." ”

"Tianfanda, I will always believe in you."

……

After seeing Wang Fan's Weibo speech, countless readers immediately changed their positions without hesitation and shifted their own positions to Wang Fan's side.

They are all willing to believe Wang Fan, and they are willing to believe that the novel is all done by Wang Fan.

Wang Fan's speech on the Internet was forwarded by readers and forwarded to those authors, one of whom has a large number of followers, and is a big V Weibo big V who stood up, @王凡问到, Wang Fan, what evidence do you have to prove that those novels were written by you, and what evidence do you have to prove that you can write 30,000 words a day.

"Proof it?" Wang Fan saw @ his own big V, and after being stunned for a moment, the corner of Wang Fan's mouth hooked up a smile and said: "It's no problem to prove it, I can disclose how I coded words." The day after tomorrow, I will make the code word public once, the location is in my home, and when the time comes, I invite the media to come over, and how I will put the code word on the media to play. ”

"Wang Fan wants the media to broadcast live, Wang Fan is really domineering."

"Wang Fan is a real man, I really like this kind of Tianfanda. The day after tomorrow, I also want to see how Wang Fanda codes. ”

"I don't know if it's recorded or live. If it's a live broadcast, it's cool. I hope it's a live broadcast, so that I can watch Tianfan's big code words, and watch Tianfan big code out today's content. ”

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Tianfan shook his head as he looked at the discussion of his roommate on Weibo.

After shaking his head, Wang Fan took out his mobile phone and called Lu Xiaobu. To be honest, Wang Fan doesn't know anyone from any media, so the matter of contacting the media is naturally handed over to his acquaintance Lu Xiaobu to handle.

After Lu Xiaobu learned on the phone that Wang Fan's phone was turned on, what was he doing, Lu Xiaobu immediately patted his chest and said to Wang Fan that there was no problem.

Lu Xiaobu played a package ticket. said to Wang Fan: "Two days later, Wang Fan, more than two media will definitely come to your house."

Hearing this, Wang Fan showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at the computer, put his hands on the keyboard and typed out a line of words again: "Two media should come to my house the day after tomorrow to see how I code words." I'm here to tell you, I'm really talking about 30,000 a day. ”

Readers saw Wang Fan's domineering words, and readers trusted Wang Fan even more. Readers are more and more convinced that Wang Fan is really a powerful writer, rather than relying on a writer in the studio.

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Time flies. Soon it was evening, and the content of the last chapter of the tomb robbery notes was finally finished by Wang Fan.

After the audio version of the Tomb Robbery Notes ends. Wang Fan, as he had thought before, told the story about Sherlock Holmes, the Murder of the Orient Express.

narrating this bill suspense novel, Wang Fan is a new and full narration.

The full description, those listeners were also attracted, and every idea in the Orient Express was thought out by the protagonist, and the readers followed the protagonist to think, and followed the process of thinking, so that the readers enjoyed it very much.

At about ten o'clock, I went into today's phone answering session, and in today's phone answering session, it was three calls as usual, but this time these three calls, the questions asked Wang Fan were, to ask Wang Fan if there was a studio for writing novels, for this type of question, Wang Fan refuted in a firm tone.

The three calls were all about the novel studio, and Wang Fan was a little speechless. I secretly thought in my heart that this kind of thing hadn't happened for a long time, so I'll ask Guo Caixia later. Wang Fan thought so in his heart, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With this smile, he explained the murder case of the Orient Express, the protagonist of this case investigated very deeply, and one by one suspicions appeared, and one by one the guys who were originally identified as suspects were dispelled because of the emergence of new evidence.

At about 11:10 minutes, Wang Fan ended the midnight live broadcast, came to the door of the broadcast studio, and saw Guo Caixia, a telephone operator who had turned off the computer and was standing at the door of the broadcast studio.

When he went downstairs, Wang Fan asked Guo Caixia, "What's going on with these three calls today?"

"All three calls today are normal, nothing is abnormal." Guo Caixia said lightly.

"You still say there's nothing out of the ordinary." Hearing this, a pair of black lines appeared on Wang Fan's forehead.

"Isn't it?" Guo Caixia asked Wang Fan with a strange expression.

"Today, these three calls were made to me, and all the questions I asked were not about the novel I was broadcasting, but about my other profession, which is a writer." Wang Fan said with a black line on his face.

"How is this possible, they contacted me on the phone, and they all asked about the tomb robbery notes." Guo Caixia showed a strange face.

Hearing this, Wang Fan's face also became quite strange.

Nima's current book friends have become so smart that they all know that if you ask me questions about writers, you won't be wired. Wang Fan thought secretly in his heart.

At around 11:40, Wang Fan returned home, made a cup of coffee at home, and then turned on the computer and opened Weibo in the computer.

Just sat in front of the computer and looked at Weibo, and soon half an hour passed.

Half an hour later, there were no accidents, and the Weibo that had been hotly discussed during the day was now silent.

Half an hour later, Wang Fan went to sleep. Soon two days passed.

Time is like flowing water, and the time of these two days really passed quietly when people did not feel it, one morning after these two days had passed.

At Wang Fan's door, there was a knock. The knock on the door was like an alarm clock, it lasted for a long time, and it was not intermittent at all.

Wang Fan, who was still sleeping under the quilt, finally got up from the bed after the door was knocked on for more than a minute.

"Who, come so early in the morning to disturb people's dreams." Wang Fan picked up his mobile phone and looked at the time, and found that the time was half past six in the morning. (To be continued......)