"The number of collections, 10,000!"

Looking at the dazzling big characters on the Wenqi stone, the young man didn't say a word.

"Prince Jun, collection, 10,000!"

"Level: Hit the streets!"

A middle-aged man glanced at it slightly, and then announced it in an indifferent tone.

There was a burst of laughter and ridicule all around...

"How dare you put such strength on the shelves?"

"It's another piece of garbage who came to mix with the whole work..."

In the realm of literary temperament, there is no gorgeous magic, no mystical cultivation, only the literary atmosphere that has multiplied to the extreme, and the writers who control the literary atmosphere.

The writer enters the Tao with literature, and is blessed by the stars in the sky, so that he can cultivate his literary atmosphere;

Only by constantly accumulating literary energy, can the writer be worthy of the avenue, defy the destiny of heaven, and achieve the supreme platinum god.

The number of body protection stars, that is, collections, is an intuitive standard to measure the strength of a writer.

And our protagonist, Tai Zijun, is obviously a waste wood with poor talent.....

The onlookers' cynicism didn't last long, because they had seen too many of such self-righteous street writers, and the ridicule was just a way to kill time.

At this time, there was a brocade robe without an old man, slowly pacing, his pace was calm and powerful, his robe was windless and automatic, and he had an inexplicable momentum.

However, the old man did not have the slightest master's shelf, but patted the protagonist's shoulder with some eagerness, and said with a smile:

"A young man like you is not suitable for cultivating literary qi, so let's come to our Forbidden City!"

"I have my own peerless magic sunflower treasure book, which can help you become a god!"

Prince Jun just bowed slightly, politely rejected the old man's kindness, and walked to the next Wenqi stone without looking back.

The old man's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but spit lightly at his back: "I don't know how to lift the street thing!" ”

But Prince Jun didn't pay attention to it, but just looked at the Wenqi stone in front of him with apprehension-

The last Wenqi stone tests the number of the writer's collection;

This one is even more critical, it tests the number of subscriptions!

On the shelf, it is a life and death level for the writer to practice the style and the carp to jump over the dragon gate:

After that, the writer will be able to receive the star power infusion of the body protection star, so that the cultivation will be a thousand miles away.

The number of infusions of Wenqu star power is called subscription in this world; And subscription is the foundation of a writer's strength!

Prince Jun settled down, slowly stretched out his hand to stroke this piece of Wenqi stone, and began to infuse Wenqi.

Suddenly, the Wenqi Stone shined brightly!

"This, this!"

The onlookers were all shocked:

"With such a collection, it's possible to subscribe—"

..............................

I don't know how much I can reach....

Look at the old iron.

Tomorrow, Friday at 12 p.m., the VIP chapter will be opened.

This means that this book is going to be put on the shelves for a fee, I don't know how many people will support the prince at that time, I will upload three chapters in one go, and then for every one hundred more subscribed, I will add one more chapter.

There is a helmsman, and the main reward will also be added.

Everyone, soar up to 90,000 miles, send me, the author of the street, to go up and see the scenery of the mountains and small mountains.