Huaxia Academy of Arts, Student Building, Dormitory 302.

"Xiao Ming, let's go, let's go out and play together." Ye Qiu shouted at Huang Xiaoming who was lying on the bed.

After three days of familiarization, the three people in the dormitory are also familiar, and the only thing that the three regret is their curiosity about Cen Ying, a local.

At the same time, they unanimously admired that this product lived with his girlfriend as soon as he came, and completely left behind the three single dogs, which made the three of them envious and jealous.

"No, I'm not going anywhere today, I've just been freed from the horrors of high school, why are you so active? Salted fish for a few days. Huang Xiaoming, who was lying on the bed, replied lazily.

"It's been three months since the end of the college entrance examination, and you haven't had enough salted fish in three months? And it's all afternoon now. Ye Qiu complained.

"Tsk, it's almost time to start school, take advantage of this time to not sleep much, and then there will be no time to sleep." Huang Xiaoming sighed and retorted.

"Okay." Ye Qiu shrugged his shoulders, after a few days of fighting, he already understood the basic personality of his roommate. Don't look at Huang Xiaoming's sunny appearance and man-like figure, but as long as it's okay, it's a salted fish, and he doesn't want to move.

"By the way, help me bring takeout when I come back in the evening, I want a fish-flavored shredded pork bowl." Huang Xiaoming said.

"Okay."

"Bring me a stir-fried pork with dried tofu, too." Jun Mo, who was sitting on the balcony writing and drawing, said with a smile.

“OKOK。” Ye Qiu shrugged his shoulders and walked out.

After watching Ye Qiu walk out and close the door, Huang Xiaoming retracted his gaze, then opened the Qixuan mobile phone APP, and read the book he was chasing in one go.

When Huang Xiaoming was salting fish, his favorite thing to do was to use his mobile phone to find books to read in the Qixuan APP, and his biggest hobby was to find those seedlings, and then spare no effort to support.

The sense of accomplishment that the seedlings have succeeded in becoming popular with their own support makes him feel very satisfied.

But the only thing that makes Huang Xiaoming criticize is that these authors and physical book authors are all virtuous, most of them are updated once a week, and some are even monthly, and then thousands to tens of thousands of words at a time, which makes Huang Xiaoming, who is chasing more, feel unhappy, but he is helpless.

After all, this is still an era of "reader, I am your father", and the author can only play how he wants, as a reader.

It's not that there are no readers who call for the author to update a little faster, a little more. But after all, this is still in the initial stage of development of online articles, and most authors are engaged in the model of entities, and there is probably no way to change it for a while.

Huang Xiaoming does not refuse all types of books, but his favorite is martial arts, and this kind of world of happiness and revenge is easy to make people feel satisfied.

"This author is so pitiful, after waiting for a week, he will fool us with 8,000 words, I really want to send the blade." After chasing another updated book, Huang Xiaoming sighed.

"Forget it, let's go see if there are any new books." Huang Xiaoming shook his head and refreshed the APP casually, he actually didn't have much expectations for new books, because those who were well written were basically famous, and many of those new books were unreadable street texts, and they couldn't match the author's radio waves, so they could only abandon the book.

Since the end of the college entrance examination, he has not been able to find a seedling that can be read.

This is a disease called "book famine".

He scrolled down casually, and his eyes suddenly swept to a book whose title interested him.

"Zhu Xian"? It's a good name, but it doesn't feel like it belongs to martial arts, so forget it and take a look. Huang Xiaoming said to himself.

Click on the title of the book and you will be greeted by a unique introduction.

There are no gods in this world, but since ancient times, human beings have seen all kinds of strange things in the world around them, lightning and thunder......

For today's readers, this introduction is very attractive, and Huang Xiaoming is naturally no exception, and the introduction allows him to be brought into a bizarre and fantasy world.

He didn't hesitate to choose to join the bookshelf, and then voted for the recommendation before clicking to read.

The prologue at the beginning is actually just an extension of the introduction, but for the Xianxia world that has never been described here, Huang Xiaoming still watched it with relish.

As for the "Cultivation", "Immortality" and "Qingyunmen" described in the prologue, Huang Xiaoming's brain was opened, even if he had never written a book and was not interested in writing a book, he could instantly follow this brain hole and fantasize about the world of Xianxia.

It turns out that between martial arts and immortals, you can still play like this!

Huang Xiaoming, who couldn't help but indulge in "Zhu Xian", looked at it word by word, savored it carefully, and depicted that scene with the brain hole of a painting art student.

After reading the fourth chapter, Huang Xiaoming habitually clicked on "Next Chapter", and was stunned to find that it was gone.

“…… That's gone? Huang Xiaoming can't believe that the average author's new book doesn't send out dozens of chapters in one go, so that the readers can be refreshed first, and the readers will be angry after paying attention to the author.

"It's amazing for the author, and sure enough, the one who has a writing is a big temper." Huang Xiaoming smiled bitterly and said to himself, but although he said so, he still made up for this book.

After thinking about it, he turned on the penguin and began to promote "Zhu Xian" in some book friend groups.

"I just found a super fairy grass seedling "Zhu Xian", it's so good-looking, I think this must be written by a great god, I think this book completely opens a new genre - Xianxia, different from the genre of martial arts, recommended and recommended!"

As a senior bookworm, Huang Xiaoming certainly also has some book famine groups and book friend groups built by authors.

Soon, someone replied.

"I've been recommended by a lot of people before, but you're late."

"That's right, it's really good-looking, it's just that the number of words is too small, I don't know what the update rule of this Jiaying God is, in case it is uncomfortable if it is a monthly magazine."

"Let's go to the book review area and post it so that the author can update it quickly."

"It's all gone, but the author doesn't seem to react......"

"It's okay, post more comments, I believe the author will definitely see our petition, and then add more!"

“……”

Huang Xiaoming was stunned as he watched the group of friends discuss, and couldn't help but wonder if he was outdated? The message suddenly lagged behind.

It can only be said that there is no shortage of bookworms who find good books in this world, and Huang Xiaoming is just one of them.

But to be honest, it is sometimes really difficult to find a book in a sea of thousands of books, especially when there is no book list in this world.

However, as long as it is a good book, the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, because there will be many fans who like this book from the bottom of their hearts, and they will spontaneously promote it.

For example, the example of Huang Xiaoming, and the senior bookworms discussed in the group.

Under the spontaneous publicity of senior book fans such as Huang Xiaoming, there was no publicity for "Zhu Xian", which should have been buried in a large number of books, and the data began to grow slowly.

In the book review area, messages have also exploded!