In the early hours of the morning, the results of the first day of the competition were officially announced on time.

As many expected, the first place in the urban category was won by the hamburger of the starting network. Similarly, the daily life of xx network also successfully won the advantage of the first place in the Xianxia classification.

However, surprisingly, the first place in the historical classification was actually won by the traditional writer. This made many online writers and people who follow the competition feel surprised and admired.

Not only because of the grades, but also because although the traditional writer wears a ridiculous hood, it can be seen from his old hands that he is not young.

He was able to update to 30,000 words in five hours on the first day, which is enough to be ashamed of many young people!

Yang Fan smiled bitterly when he looked at his fifteenth result on the first day.

Sure enough, no matter how I changed it, readers still didn't buy it. Yang Fan leaned back in his chair and watched the angry readers spray their own changed book reviews, and he felt sad.

He looked at those book reviews repeatedly, and his heart was like a knife.

Because in those book reviews, he saw a lot of familiar IDs, and he wanted to explain that he hadn't changed but just wanted to try a new style, he wanted to beg them for forgiveness, and he wanted to tell them that he had spent two precious hours today changing the text in order to make the old readers get used to it.

However, he just thought about it and didn't take the time to explain, because Yang Fan knew that the more he explained, it would only make those angry readers even angrier.

He could only close his eyes in pain and bear the pain alone.

"Hey, although I thought that his grades would drop because of the lack of adaptation to the subject matter, I didn't expect his grades to drop to this point. Wang Tianhe looked at Yang Fan's results and said helplessly.

"Do you know why he's ranked fifteenth?" asked the new editor-in-chief playfully after a tiring day's work as he devoured a late-night supper.

"It should be the subject matter and the reader's question. He used to accumulate a lot of readers in the Xianxia classification, and he switched to the CD market all at once, and those readers were not used to it. Wang Tianhe thought for a while and said.

"That's one of the reasons, but it's not the main reason either. The new editor-in-chief quickly finished the food in front of him and asked, "Have you read his book?"

"I... I looked at it twice. What's wrong?" Wang Tianhe didn't adapt to the new editor-in-chief's question, he looked at the new editor-in-chief suspiciously.

"How do you feel?"

"I think it's pretty good-looking, the main line is clear, it's a creative text in the system, and it also transmits a lot of positive energy. All in all, a masterpiece. Wang Tianhe was even more puzzled after listening to the new editor-in-chief's question, he looked at the smile on the face of the new editor-in-chief after listening to his answer, and couldn't help but continue:

"What are you laughing at? Did I say it wrong? I think it's okay anyway, it's pretty good. ”

"You're right, our thirty judges also think it's a good book. And it is also a masterpiece that can enter the top five of the urban classification. ”

"Then why are there only fifteen? Could it be that someone is messing with him?" Wang Tianhe heard the evaluation of the new editor-in-chief, and he immediately thought of the last time the Six-Part War attacked Yang Fan, and his face was full of anger.

"There are trolls, but more often than not, I asked the judges to give him a low score for his literary qualities, and I even gave him a zero personally. ”

"Why!?"

"Because, we want to make him a god, a writer with shackles!

In the blink of an eye, it was four o'clock in the morning, and the lights in almost all the rooms of the hotel where Yang Fan lived were turned off. Only Yang Fan's lamp was on.

At this time, Yang Fan was still revising his outline and revising tomorrow's writing ideas.

He wants the readers who have always supported him not to be disappointed, and he wants the readers who have left him because of his conversion to come back.

It was late at night, and he was tired after a day of competition, but he couldn't go to rest.

Because, he has always regarded readers as friends, whether they are pirated readers or genuine readers, he has always regarded them as friends.

He wanted them to re-identify themselves.

However, he forgot that it was those readers who were regarded as his "friends" who mercilessly scolded him for his changes today. He also forgot that those readers never considered him a friend.

He just writes and writes, and does everything he can to give his readers and friends the best stories for himself.

He was like a fool who changed himself for his readers, and he was a fool who cherished his readers more than any writer from the beginning.

However, in this world, fools do not end well after all, because whatever fools do for others, in the eyes of those smart people who selfishly claim to be superior, it is all right.

It was late at night, and there was only one light on in the entire hotel.

In the early morning of the second day of the competition, Wang Tianhe rarely invited Yang Fan.

When he saw Yang Fan dragging his tired body with dark circles under his eyes, he suddenly felt distressed.

Because, since he came into contact, this writer has been carrying a lot of things, and those things were imposed on him by himself and the xx network.

Of course, Wang Tianhe obviously thought too much. Yang Fan never felt that he was carrying the hopes of him and xx.com, but it just so happened that they were all striving for the top!

Perhaps because of this misunderstanding, Wang Tianhe planned to make Yang Fan a recognized god in the real online literature industry from the beginning, and because of this, he deliberately found Yang Fan and wanted to help him lift the shackles that prevented him from becoming a god.

"Do you know? What is the biggest difference between a great god and an ordinary writer in the online literature world?" asked Wang Tianhe straight to the point.

"Grades?" Yang Fan said after thinking for a while.

"Grades? Grades are really one thing. But ordinary writers also have many writers whose achievements can be compared to the gods. But no matter how good their grades can be, they will never become recognized gods in the online literature industry. Wang Tianhe shook his head and said.

"That is, how many readers do they have?" Yang Fan heard Wang Tianhe's answer and hesitantly gave the second answer.

However, his second answer was exchanged for Wang Tianhe's sneer.

"No, quite the opposite. Most of the great gods don't have many regular readers. ”

"That's... What's that?"

The answer is very simple, they know how to make trade-offs when they are truly recognized as the gods of online literature. ”

"Trade-off?" Yang Fan, who heard these two words, vaguely understood something.

"Well, it's a trade-off. The real gods, they will only look at the market demand, and will not change because of the readers. There is such a sentence in the online literature industry, I don't know if you have heard it, that sentence is, there is no fixed reader in the online literature industry!

"So, don't change anything for your readers! Don't do anything for your readers! You just have to choose your market! Because the market is never short of readers!"