In the first month of 2005, the much-anticipated monthly ticket list came to an end in a fierce burning collision.

"Immortality" won the first place with 15,631 votes, "The Best Child" held the second place with 12,154 votes, and "Yang God" was helplessly third with 10,365 votes.

From this day on, countless authors and readers in the online literature circle have once again witnessed the strong combat power of the Splendid World Alliance and Huang Haiming, the first popular online writer at the starting point is well-deserved, and the combat power of the Splendid World Alliance is beyond doubt.

From this moment on, in the minds of many people, the princes of the Beacon Opera have transformed into veteran online gods, and the demon group has also stood firm in the footsteps of the first-line hardcore fan group.

At the same time, a newcomer online author called Dream into the Divine Machine has entered the eyes of the public, whether it is in the battle with the Tang family's three young "Only I am the Only Immortal", or the good performance in the struggle with "The Best Son" and "Immortality", they have left a deep impression on people.

Of course, this impression is enough to make many great god authors gnash their teeth and make newcomer authors envious and jealous.

A new man, a new book, God Butcher! Upper!

And Dream into the Divine Machine did it.

This can almost be said to be a thing that every rookie author dreams of, fighting with the great god author he usually looks up to on the monthly ticket list, and he can also immediately cut it under the horse with a knife, step on his feet, and feel the excitement rippling in the trembling when he thinks about it.

The monthly ticket list is undoubtedly a big stage for countless great god authors to work hard, among which the clouds are treacherous, the swords and swords, and the smiles hide knives, and the fun is endless.

A trace of dark psychology germinates in my heart, looking at the journey of the rise of the newcomer, and seeing how the newcomer counterattacks. Countless readers and authors are silently looking forward to it.

Who will be the next god to rise? How to slaughter the gods!

January is a relatively leisurely and comfortable month for Huang Haiming, with enough free time to arrange at will, relatively speaking, the time for yards every day is relatively sufficient.

But as soon as we enter February, the whole person is busy, and the New Year is coming soon, New Year's goods, gifts, new clothes, and firecrackers. New Year's greetings, classmates, relatives, all the complicated chores are crowded together.

Maybe it's the trivial things in daily life that make the New Year human.

On the same day, Huang Haiming was dragged by his mother and Sister Chunxue to buy new clothes for the New Year, which was called festive, the price was more expensive than usual, not to mention, the interesting thing was to bargain with the store without giving an inch.

For Sister Chunxue and her mother's requirements. Of course, Huang Haiming will not refuse, for the New Year, don't you just want to be happy, for the price. He didn't care, as long as the clothes on his body were appropriate and comfortable, his mother and Sister Chunxue only knew that he made a lot of money writing novels, but it was not clear how much.

The actual situation Huang Haiming did not dare to say clearly. For fear of scaring them, online electronic subscriptions alone are nothing, but all kinds of simplified and traditional physical books. Comics, game adaptation rights and other peripheral effects can be regarded as his main income, and they are also the main income channels for the current top gods.

Since February, Huang Haiming has been preparing to save some manuscripts appropriately, maintain a steady update of two chapters a day, do not break out, and do not ask for a monthly ticket, so naturally he did not take the first place as easily as last month in this month.

If he doesn't break out, the other gods won't let go of this opportunity, a rare opportunity, many gods plan to take advantage of the busy time for the New Year when others are busy with him, and strive to get a good ranking in the monthly ticket list.

Huang Haiming appropriately controls the steps to compete for the monthly ticket list, and does not rush to the end to fight for the end, this month is often left to its development, and it has been fighting, and he and his fans are tired enough not to say that other authors will join forces to boycott.

With the improvement and development of the reward monthly ticket system, it is rare to want to win the first place as smoothly as before.

However, this is under the condition that Huang Haiming does not ask for a monthly pass and does not break out.

In a somewhat busy process, the Spring Festival arrived as scheduled, but this year is a little different from previous years, and it is necessary to go to several other relatives' houses to eat at the banquet, that is, from the 29th of the New Year, and then the 30th and 31st of the Chinese New Year's Eve, for three consecutive days.

This is the day he looked forward to the most when he was a child, not to mention the New Year's money, but also to eat, play, and a bunch of people get together to be lively.

As the only male in the family, Huang Haiming is naturally busy every day, not to mention dealing with relatives and elders, he also has to give other friends New Year's money, well, who made him already an adult.

Even if other elders give him New Year's money, he can't ask for it, for him, it's not a problem, he just wants to find the feeling of New Year's money.

"The festive season is coming, the Spring Festival is solstice, I wish all book lovers and readers a reunion in the New Year, good health, happiness, happiness, happiness, and a happy year, and a good year, today's New Year, ten chapters broke out, let's be happy together, don't complain that I haven't broken out this month!"

After sending out the New Year's outbreak chapter and New Year's greeting chapter of "Immortality", Huang Haiming stretched his waist, and the year passed so fast!

Then he picked up his mobile phone and made a phone call to Ren Tianqi, Ye Wudao, and Zheng Zaihong to greet the New Year, chatted for half an hour, and finally dialed Lin Qingying's phone.

"Kiyokage, Happy New Year, have you missed me lately?" Huang Haiming stood in front of the window, looking at the colorful fireworks rising outside the window, one after another, and said with a smile.

"Well, you too, I think every day, I thought you forgot to call me today, and you called so late?" Sitting on the sofa, Lin Qingying complained a little.

"Isn't this leaving the last time for you, after coping with it, no one calls me now." Huang Haiming explained.

"I'm getting better and better at talking, I don't know how many girls you've said to during the Chinese New Year." Lin Qingying said to the wrong heart.

"I thought about it, but people refused before I finished speaking, how could anyone be like my family Qingying, stupidly listened to it, and agreed." Huang Haiming pretended to be aggrieved and said.

"Okay, okay, forgive me, just now I saw that you sent ten chapters of fiction in a row, you won't be writing novels during the New Year, you don't know what to pay attention to, it's worrying." Lin Qingying's smile was like a flower road.

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In the main hall of the Lin family's apartment, a couple in their forties and a child of seventeen, eighteen or nineteen years old sat on the sofa.

"Dad, you see my sister smiling, who are you calling during the Chinese New Year, it's half an hour, since the holiday, she will be on the phone every night, it can't be that she really has a boyfriend, right?" The boy named Lin Qihang said.

"You watch your TV, your sisters are in their twenties, they are about to graduate from college, they are dealing with each other, what's wrong with having a boyfriend, are you embarrassed to say, from elementary school to junior high school and high school, how many objects have you dealt with?" Lin Zhijun said quietly.

"As far as my sister's second-rate university is concerned, what can I do with a boyfriend?" Lin Qihang pursed his lips and said disdainfully.

"What else? There is still a year for you to take the college entrance examination, whether you can be admitted to the undergraduate is still a question, if you can't pass the exam, you can go to the junior college by yourself. As soon as she said it, Lin Qihang's mother was a little angry, and there was nothing she could do about this naughty son.

"Mom and Dad, what's wrong with my little brother, what are you arguing about?" After hanging up the phone, Lin Qingying, who was in a good mood, came over, sat on the sofa and asked?

"It's nothing, I'll talk about it later, don't say sad things about the New Year today, and celebrate the New Year in peace and stability." Mother Lin waved her hand and said.

"Sister, are you in love?" Lin Qihang stared at his eyes, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, and said loudly.

"Well, don't worry about my business." Lin Qingying said with an uncharacteristically frown.

Lin Qihang still wanted to speak, but when he saw Lin Zhijun, who was a little angry, he hurriedly shut up.

Lin Zhijun and Lin Mu glanced at each other and did not speak.

……

In the Jinjiang Garden Community, on the row of seats downstairs, Huang Haiming and Sister Chunxue sat next to each other on the left and right.

Neither of them spoke, quietly watching the fireworks blooming in the night sky, listening quietly.

This is a scenario that happens almost every year during the Chinese New Year, but I am afraid it will not last in the near future.

At this time, Huang Haiming's heart was extremely quiet, he didn't think about anything, didn't do anything, just stayed quietly with Sister Chunxue, enjoying this rare quiet.

With the passage of time, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers in the night sky gradually thinned out, and only scattered sounds came to mind from time to time, but there were many people in the community who stayed awake all night.

In addition to having a reunion dinner, watching the Spring Festival Gala, playing poker, chatting, and surfing the Internet, there are very few ways to think about Huang Haiming and Huang Chunxue.

"Haiming, Chunxue, eat some glutinous rice balls." The silence was shattered by a mother's voice.

"Here we are, Mom." Huang Haiming went back to the house and went downstairs with two bowls of rice balls filled with black sesame seeds, one handed to Sister Chunxue, and the other was eaten by himself.

"Sister, how do you feel about teaching at school, will it be boring?" After Sister Chunxue took the rice balls, Huang Haiming took the initiative to ask.

"Well, it's okay, at first I thought they were a bit of a mess, but it feels good to watch the children learn and progress." Sister Chunxue ate a rice ball and said with a smile.

"It would have been nice if we had been in a class when we were kids." Thinking of what he looked like when he was a child, Huang Haiming couldn't help but smile.

"You don't have to do your homework?" Sister Chunxue said softly.

"Hmm." Huang Haiming hummed and counted as an answer.

After chatting for a few words, the two fell silent again.

Huang Haiming moved to Sister Chunxue's side and gave her his shoulders, although he wore a lot of clothes, he was still a little cold in this weather, which was nothing to Huang Haiming who practiced national arts, but Sister Chunxue's physique could not be compared with him.

Gently pillowing Huang Haiming's broad shoulders, feeling the temperature on his body, the chill disappeared a lot in an instant, Sister Chunxue didn't speak, but sighed in her heart, little brother, he has really grown up. (To be continued......)