The book friends of the ancient tomb, after knowing that Gu Mo was a fan of Tianfan, were speechless.

Gu Mo's fans, as well as book friends, complained wildly in their hearts.

"Nima, Gu Mo Da, you are Tianfan's book friend, don't say it earlier."

"If I had said it earlier, this scene would have been meaningless. The battle of Bo would not have happened. ”

"Gu Mo Da who makes people speechless!"

Gu Mo's book friends who complained about Gu Mo in their hearts, after complaining, they were all interested in the books written by Tianfan.

The characters who can be liked by the writers they like, the novels they write, will be like gods? One by one, Gu Mo book friends thought curiously in their hearts.

Tianfanwei. Bo book friends, that huge combat power, Gu Mo's book friends have all experienced it personally, after experiencing that huge combat power, Gu Mo's book friends, very curious about Tianfan's micro. Bo Hao, Wang Fan, the vice president of the Writers Association, has written which works can attract so many readers.

Due to the insertion of Gu Mo himself, this tearing battle stopped, and after stopping, Gu Mo's book friends all landed on the Origin Chinese Network one by one, and went to the Origin Chinese Network to see the novels that had been serialized to the end, Wukong Biography, Immortals, and the first intimate contact.

The traffic of the origin Chinese network ushered in a small outbreak on this day, and after this outbreak, most of the reader IPs of the outbreak stayed on the origin Chinese network to read Wang Fan's novels serialized on the origin Chinese network.

The IP readers who broke out in the origin Chinese network are Gu Mo's book friends. Gu Mo's book friends, after entering the origin Chinese network with curiosity. They were attracted by the literary novels of the origin Chinese network, and after reading a novel intently, their hearts changed from curiosity to obsession.

After reading Wang Fan's novel, Gu Mo's book friends all prepared one after another, and both of them went to chase and read their books. Although Gumo's book friends. They are fans of Gumo, but they are also very fond of novels with wonderful plots and superb plot descriptions. There is no doubt that the novels written by Wang Fan are wonderful novels.

The words in Wang Fan's novels have turned into a very charming perfume, attracting readers one by one. Then let the reader stay in the origin Chinese website to read the book.

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At night. At about eleven o'clock, Wang Fan took a taxi back home, and when he returned home, Wang Fan made a cup of coffee-colored cat poop coffee as usual.

Putting the coffee on the pale yellow computer desk, Wang Fan pressed the boot button of the computer host, and when the tiny red light on the host computer turned on, the computer turned on.

Mo about a minute later. Turn on your computer. After the computer was turned on, Wang Fan immediately boarded the micro. Wide. I want to talk to my book friends about the interesting things that happened today.

Wang Fan ascended to the micro. Bo, I saw it immediately, thousands of @ own information.

Seeing these @ his own information, Wang Fan was stunned, and secretly thought in his heart. What happened to Bo?

Usually @ Wang Fan's people though, but definitely not as many as this time. The amount of @ accumulated in a normal day is only dozens or hundreds at most, but now this time, Wang Fan opened the micro. Bo, I saw thousands of @messages. In Wang Fan's own opinion, this incident is definitely not ordinary.

Wang Fan browsed up and down on Weibo, and saw a micro. The traces left after the battle, through these post-war traces, Wang Fan learned, today in Wei. What exactly happened on Bo.

A tearing war, an earth-shattering tearing war, the reason for the tearing is still because of the explanation text message sent out in the morning.

After understanding the general process, 100,000 grass and mud horses flew by in Wang Fan's heart.

A tearing war, all kinds of black, all kinds of tearing. At the end of this tearing battle, the boss on the opposite side directly explained that it was Wang Fan's side. A tearing battle that has no meaning, only the role of eyeballs, has no beginning and no end.

Damn, I boarded a micro in the morning today. Bo, there is no landing micro again. Bo, the egg hurts.

Wang Fan thought so in his heart. Bo sent a message: "I'm Tianfan, hello everyone. Are there still night owl book buddies now? If so, can you tell us about the specifics of that battle during the day? ”

Although Wang Fan guessed a rough idea, it is still a question whether the real specific situation is what Wang Fan guessed.

After Wang Fan asked this question, in less than a minute, a book friend replied.

"Catch the big one."

"Get up close and personal."

"Tianfan greatly wants to know the details of the battle during the day, can I say that I didn't participate? Downstairs must know. ”

"I'm a night owl, on my micro. When Bo, our Tianfan book friends, the battle against Gu Mo book friends has ended, I only did a tail, I don't know the specific situation at all, and the downstairs must know the specific situation. ”

"Well, since the few people upstairs are either or don't know, I, a person who knows the real situation, will tell Tianfan about the specific situation of the tearing war during the day. The daytime tearing war is ...... And so so... And so and so on. ”

The book friend typed very quickly, and in less than five minutes, he briefly said the battle during the day.

After learning from the book friend, Wang Fan replied to the book friend with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Thank you for your specific explanation." ”

"No thanks, no thanks!"

The book friend seemed to be excited, and seemed to be flattered again, and hurriedly typed back.

Seeing this book friend's reply, the corners of Wang Fan's mouth were slightly upturned, and the angle of the was even higher, which was more charming.

Wang Fan clicked on the attention person with the mouse, and this click on Gu Mo this micro. The Bo certifier appeared in Wang Fan's eyes.

Click into Gumo's micro. Bo, looking at the recent post by Gu Mo, he no longer questioned whether the novel I am the Grand Mage was written by Wang Fan on Weibo.

No more doubts, I can sleep peacefully this night!

At half past eleven o'clock, after turning off the computer and turning off the lights, Wang Fan, who was lying on the bed, thought secretly in his heart with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's just that Wang Fan doesn't know that this storm of questioning has not stopped, and this question of whether Wang Fan's novel is the storm written by Wang Fan is still continuing.

The reason for continuing is that the tearing war during the day hit the Weibo hot post list, ranking tenth!!

Don't underestimate the tenth place on this Weibo hot post list!! (To be continued......)

PS: Third update