Chapter 40: The Loveliest Reader

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Meng Yang, who had been busy all day, finished sorting out his final work, sat at the cash register, opened the mobile phone app, and hungrily chased "Looking Up at the Stars".

"This book is so appetizing to me. Meng Yang finished reading the updates in recent days, and sighed, although the plot of this book is a little old-fashioned, but it is very down-to-earth, and the grievances of the protagonist, the complexity of the human heart are described very profoundly, and most of the current novels dare not deliberately describe the grievances of the protagonist, nor dare to openly trap the protagonist in a forced impasse. Most of them are wronged in this chapter and are at an impasse, and the next chapter will immediately return to the field.

Because most readers now love to read any small white text, they don't like to read the main text, and even more are afraid that the protagonist will be wronged, as long as he suffers a little grievance, he will cry and give a bad review of the book.

However, whether in the world of fiction or in the real world, how can there be success if they have not experienced great tribulations? Not everyone is born with perseverance and a strong heart, if those people do not experience those pains, those failures, those grievances, how can they be tempered into a strong heart?

Maybe you say that online articles are fast food, and online articles are just to watch a cool, what three views, what is not earned for nothing, what plot is not important, as long as it is cool, it is enough.

However, the writer of online articles is always a writer, and the writer should be responsible for his readers and his own works.

Meng Yang hadn't seen this kind of work for a long time, and he suddenly had an impulse to let more people know and like this book, but how to make this book known to more people?

He looked at the results of the book, today is Monday, the weekly hits are 1100, the total collection is 705, the weekly recommendation votes are 25, and although the book review area is lively, most of them are abusive. This kind of achievement is a bit too miserable. Meng Yang's face became sad.

"Do you want to send a red envelope for recommendation tickets?" Looking at the results of loving books, he has always been a dime a dime, ready to make a red envelope for recommendation tickets, he looked at his mobile phone banking, checked the balance, and found that there was only 500 left, at this time he remembered that he just went to the bank today and called 10,000 to his wife and children who had just given it to his hometown. The 500 yuan is my living expenses for half a month.

He hesitated for a long time, but for the sake of this book, he finally decided to take out 60 yuan and send 300 red envelopes for recommendation votes.

Don't laugh at Meng Yang's approach, because life is so calculating, especially a person who has a family and is still outside, every penny of his money has to be spent on the blade, because he has the responsibility of supporting the family.

When Meng Yang finished sending out the red envelopes for recommendation tickets, then in less than ten seconds, the 300 red envelopes were gone. This is the first time he has sent a red envelope, and then he saw that the red envelope was gone so quickly, he frowned, clicked on the work information of "Looking Up at the Stars", but found that it had only risen by less than 50 collections, and he looked at his phone and vaguely felt a pain in his flesh.

He took out a crumpled cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, and then lit it silently, but he didn't expect the red envelope to only give him 50 collections, and those 50 collections may still be zombie fans.

He began to wonder how he could give him a favorite?

"That's right, the book list!" he suddenly looked at the book list in the middle of the phone screen and patted his thigh in thought.

He wrote a list of books directly, and he also carefully selected the fine books on the bookshelf of his mobile phone, a total of nine books, and then put "Looking Up at the Stars" in the middle position, he published it nervously, and then he hesitated to share the book list in the QQ group of readers he joined, after doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but sigh, this is more tiring than cutting vegetables and cooking noodles in the back kitchen, but thinking that his favorite books can be seen by more people, he feels that everything is worth it.

As a reader, he has done his best, and he has used all the formal means he can know to disseminate it.

For all this, Yang Fan didn't know, he was working hard, he had been doing chores for two days, and he had begun to master the work proficiently, although the glasses man Liu Ning sometimes deliberately made things difficult for him, but he had begun to get used to it, just responded with a smile, and he was already familiar with two college students who worked part-time in a convenience store.

The two part-time college students are both students at a nearby foreign Chinese university, one is a freshman named Li Xiao, and the other is a sophomore named Yang Yuan. Both of them are not very wealthy, but they are very energetic and energetic.

This is the first time Yang Fan has made new friends after graduating from university, and the two of them are very interested in Yang Fan writing novels, and they don't have much financial strength to support them to have too extravagant hobbies, their hobbies are only reading online novels.

When Yang Fan finished talking about the novel he wrote, Li Xiao couldn't help but exclaim, "Six bad books on xx network". Then he felt that something was wrong and began to apologize, Yang Fan only smiled bitterly after hearing it, and then shook his hand to show that he didn't care in his heart.

However, they were all curious that Yang Fan could still insist on writing in the midst of infamy, and they also began to be curious about Yang Fan's works.

Liu Ning also heard the conversation between Li Xiao and Yang Fan, and couldn't help but despise Yang Fan. What's the point of sticking to a bad book? A book that doesn't make money is just a piece of garbage. As if remembering some unpleasant experience, he snorted coldly and did not speak.

Yang Fan looked at the two new friends he made today, and swore that he would read his novels when he went back, whether it was polite or sincere, Yang Fan's heart warmed. He saw Brother Long's shadow from the figures of these two people. He suddenly missed Brother Long very much, and he didn't know what happened to Brother Long who had been helping him, now?

At this time, Brother Long was playing mahjong with his fox friend and dog friend, and he was still wearing a big vest as before, and the flower fairy beast tattoo on his chest was lifelike.

"Brother Long, in the past few days, my brother has found a way to make a fortune. In just three months, 200,000 were returned. A lean man sitting opposite Brother Long playing mahjong said while smoking a cigarette.

"Yo, monkey, you have such a good thing to say now? We grew up wearing a pair of pants, and you're too boring, aren't you?"

"I just tried it, but I didn't expect to earn 200,000 yuan in three months. The skinny monkey-like man looked down at his cards and said, "I have experienced it myself, so I dare to tell you this way to make a fortune." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, let's talk about it, what's the way?" said a fat man on Brother Long's left impatiently.

"The second tube, this way, requires a little investment, no more than 400,000, and 600,000 yuan of principal and interest will be returned after three months. The skinny monkey-like man played the cards in his hand and said, I don't know if it was because the air in this room was too stuffy, or because of what, layers of cold sweat welled up on the thin monkey's forehead.